Hona Tha Pyaar, Hua Mere Yaar is a tale of friendship and love. After almost seven years apart, the A-squad (Almir, Alihan, Affan, Aoun, Aahil, and Ayaan) finally reunite when Almir returns from the US. What begins as a long-awaited reunion quickly turns into chaos, laughter, and unexpected twists that will change their lives in ways none of them saw coming.

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 - written by aster - indian contemporary romance - protagonists: khwaish & shaurya 𝐃𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 To the ladies who crush male egos under their high heels. 𝐊𝐡𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐤𝐥𝐚 She is 19, born and raised in Banaras, a girl from a traditional middle class family where roots, discipline and image mean everything. She is simple to understand. No drama, no chaos. A gentle soul with a kind heart. She is an overthinker and an introvert who keeps her circle small and chooses the pages of her diary over people. An ideal daughter who never crosses a line. Her two biggest priorities are family and a successful career. Her only hobby is maintaining her straight A grades. She is not loud in beauty, nothing extraordinary at first glance. 5'4", with long thick black wavy hair, dark almond eyes and olive skin. Her life is all about home to school, school to home, and somewhere in between the Ganga, sunsets, and her quiet dreams. 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐲𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐮𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 A 23 years old guy, walking trouble, red flag, playboy, spoiled rich brat, call him anything you want. Fearless in the boxing ring and on the racing track. Chaotic, loud and unapologetic. His background? He was not born with a silver spoon but a golden one. He comes from a royal joint family of Udaipur, a family that holds luxury, wealth, politics and business in the palm of its hand. He is admired by everyone around him because of his irresistible charm. He is someone who cares a little too much about his looks, the one who might skip classes but not gym or skincare. 5'11", muscular, with sharp features, brown eyes and pale skin. He carries all the habits that are seen as unhealthy and immoral. He gives zero thought to being an ideal son and never worries about a career or relationships. He chooses thrill and chaos over rules and responsibility.

❝𝗞𝗶𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝗜𝗻𝘁𝗼𝗱𝗶𝗮 & 𝗣𝗶𝗵𝘂 𝗞𝘂𝗹𝗸𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶 ❞ She was his best friend's sister-in-law. He was her brother-in-law's best friend. They met, they fought. They talked, they fought. There wasn't a single time they met without ending up fighting with each other. They loved to annoy and irritate each other. And they couldn't tolerate each other's presence for more than five minutes. But then, a situation arose that made them date each other. Sorry-fake date each other. They hated it. They hated each other. But they had to make it look real. And somehow, in all the chaos of pretending to love someone you can barely stand, something began to change... "𝑳𝒐𝒌 𝒎𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒂𝒎𝒄𝒉𝒚𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒂𝒉𝒆. 𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒓𝒆! 𝑯𝒊 𝒌𝒂𝒊 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊𝒚𝒆, 𝒆𝒌𝒅𝒖𝒎 𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒂𝒂𝒉𝒆!" ----𝑷𝒊𝒉𝒖 𝑲𝒖𝒍𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊 "𝑾𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒊, 𝒌𝒐𝒊 𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒏𝒂 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒆. 𝑷𝒂𝒓 𝒋𝒂𝒃 𝒘𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒏𝒂 𝒉𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒕𝒐 𝒋𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒉 𝒆𝒌𝒅𝒖𝒎 𝒔𝒖𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒊 𝒔𝒖𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒊 𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊. 𝑲𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒐 𝒌𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒔𝒊 𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒕𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊." ---𝑲𝒊𝒂𝒂𝒏 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒂

Enemies to Lovers | Second Chance | Unrequited Love A family, where power, prestige, and tradition reign supreme, three extraordinary marriages unfold, each shrouded in its own complexities and secrets. The One For Revenge Dr. Avya Rawal × Hridhaan Singhania ✧✧✧ The One For Business Samaira Agarwal × Vrit Singhania ✧✧✧ The One For Family Riddhiya Rajput × Arhaan Singhania ✧✧✧ Welcome to the world of unfiltered chaos and twisted turns, where every marriage is a journey unto itself. ____________ ✧ ✧ ✧ REVIEWS ✧ ✧ ✧ > "The book was amazing, mind-blowing, mind twisting, mind f*cking, and everything I can't describe with mere words. I think I've never read a book so perfect like this one. The metaphors, the depth... it's mind-boggling. I seriously loved it so much!" - DementiaPatient > "Yk, what I loved the most about this book? THAT I PREDICTED WRONG IN MOST OF THE CHAPTERS AND I LOVED IT! I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE NEXT BOOK OHMYGODDDDDDDD." - hopesbuttercup > "The best book I've read so far." - MufeedaFansofkar ｡⁠.ﾟ⁠+｡⁠.ﾟ _⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_ ✦ Echoes Trilogy | Book One✦

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐝𝐡𝐢 𝐱 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐋𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐇𝐞 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐥𝐲! ✧.* 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 ✧.* This is the tale of Devansh Agnihotri and Parinidhi Verma. Devansh orchestrated a forced marriage with Parinidhi to avenge his sister's suffering. What started as a forced union appeared to blossom into a happy marriage. But is it truly a happily ever after? Not quite yet. As each character guards their own secrets and dark truths, the story takes unexpected turns. To uncover these mysteries and reveal the concealed truths, delve into the pages of 'Her Nightmare.' Was he truly her nightmare, or does the tale hold deeper, untold secrets? ***** It's a standalone novel! This book contains content intended for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised.

Aditya Singhania is a ruthless business, feared and admired in corporate world. With power and wealth he could get everything he want Avni Rajput is the perfect contradiction, his enemy and yet his obsession in ways he could never imagine. What happens when they both are bounded in a business marriage? Read to find out....... 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝙱𝙴 𝙰 𝚂𝙸𝙻𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁 🔪 (𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚕)

| it's not about a fairy tale or a Disney love story | It's not about a weak girl who cries about everything and is looking for a prince charming to take care of her, If you are looking for that, then you are in the wrong place. It's about a girl who struggles in her childhood and decides to become strong while seeking revenge against those who took advantage of her or wronged her during that time. . . . Adrian Romanov × kavya Baisla ____×________________________________ ------------------------------------- "I'M NOT GOING TO MARRY YOU!!!" She shouted as I came closer to her and took three big steps. I'm standing in front of her, Our chest is just an inch away from colliding. My eyes never leave hers, I can see in her gaze ANGER, HATRED and DOMINANT. Fear was never her thing. Her gaze remained fixed on me. I took my right hand on her waist and pushed, making her chest collide with mine. She tried to wiggle but I made her steady. "Love, You don't have a choice You know what I'll do If I don't get what's mine" I lean over her ears as I say. "I'm not yours to begin with, I'm not anyone's got that in the little brain of yours" She said; her voice was steady and confident, and anger could be heard. "Ooh, my Tesoro, You are mine, Mine to Love, Mine to ruin, Mine to kiss, Mine to touch, and Mine to FUCK, and no one dares to touch what's MINE" My voice was steady as my anger rose I could feel the veins in my forearm, neck, and forehead pop-ups. . . . . When she finds someone who can help her take revenge. What will he do will he help her or not, will he keep her with him?? _______ Tropes: Mafia x Civilian Forced Marriage Strong female lead Slow-burn Enemies-to-something-more Hidden pasts & secrets Possessive MMC | Emotionally guarded FMC

Forced into a marriage neither of them wanted, a fierce Greek mafia princess and a ruthless Sicilian underboss must navigate a storm of power, passion, and betrayal-only to discover that their greatest battle might be against their own hearts. *** They hated each other from the moment they met, but little did they know, they were destined to be together. Millicent Rhea Darmos: Princess of the Greek Mafia. At 25 years old, she's established herself as a self proclaimed boss bitch, running her own publishing company. But now it's time she fulfils her duty to her family's organisation. It's time she gets married. Costantino Salvatore Accardi: Underboss and Heir to the Sicilian Mafia. At 28 years old, he has no interest in settling down-he already has it all. He believes in family above all, so why bring in an outsider? Yet, after a strange string of events, the two of them find themselves thrust into married life. It's full of chaos, drama and all kinds of tension. The question is, how do they survive their marriage and the storm that follows? *** "I've never kissed anyone." My voice trembled with a tinge of vulnerability - something I hated. But Costa didn't seem to mind that I was nervous or anxious. "Good. You're mine." He spoke so seriously, without a flicker of doubt as he took my hand in his. "So you want it be special, principessa?" "Every girl's first kiss is special." I whispered, watching as he brought my hand up to his lips. "I only care about yours."

𝐍𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐱 𝐄𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐡𝐡... 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝. ✧.* 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 ✧.* Five families, bound by blood and stained by secrets. Eight lives, trapped in the shadows of a past that refuses to stay buried. Four couples, tangled in a deadly game of obsession, betrayal, and love twisted beyond recognition. But the truth is rising, clawing its way from the grave, and when it surfaces, it will leave nothing but ruin in its wake. The lies they've built their lives on will crack, and with it, their world. Some will kill to keep the truth hidden. Others will die trying to uncover it. But none of them are ready for what's coming. Unveil the deadliest secrets in 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐞𝐢𝐥. What lurks behind it is too dangerous to escape.

"See a future with him, pretend to move on... but when it's time to become a bride, it'll be for me. You can hate me all you want, but my name will be in your fate." The monitor backstage buzzed with Swaraj Malhotra's voice, slick with self-satisfaction. "Dhananjay Singhania ke paas na toh bahu hai, na hi bahumat." I almost pitied them. Almost. "Sir?" my aide whispered. "We're live in two." I smiled, not the charming kind they use for posters, the other one . the kind that didn't reach my eyes. The kind that meant someone was about to regret underestimating me. The one that makes my team nervous. Because they know when I smile like that, it means I'm about to ruin someone's perfectly planned day. I walked up to the stage, every step measured. The anthem played. Composure is a crown, and I wear mine well. The Chief Justice handed me the Constitution, his expression solemn. "Repeat after me." as he gestured me forward, the Constitution opened before him. I raised my right hand. "Main Dhananjay Singhania..." My voice echoed back through the hall, too calm, too rehearsed. I could already imagine Swaraj watching this on his fancy LED, smug and proud of his own line. "Main Dhananjay Singhania, shapat leta hoon ki main apne pad ke kartavya..." The words droned on, heavy and holy. Every syllable was a performance loyalty, integrity, service. Funny. Everyone in this room had sold those words long ago. And then I saw her. Front row. White saree. Minimal makeup. Hair tied loose. Sitting right in front , her father's daughter, my rival's pride. I forgot the cameras. The promises. The Politics. "Bahumat toh mil gayi..." I said into the microphone, pausing deliberately. The Chief Justice froze. The crowd murmured. My security chief mouthed something that looked suspiciously like "sir please don't-" Too late. "Ab bas bahu ki kami thi." In one sentence, I did two things - proposed to my rival's daughter and declared a war.