Naina Chauhan is 27, a businesswoman born into luxury and power. She's confident, sharp, and used to controlling everything around her. But beneath that polished surface lie secrets-painful memories she's fought hard to bury. Kabir Singh Rathore is 29, a cancer specialist from a simple middle-class family. Kind, grounded, and dedicated. He carries his own hidden scars, wounds he keeps locked away from the world. Naina Chachuan doesn't do love. Not because she doesn't believe in it - but because she's seen what it can destroy. Her past isn't something she talks about, and she's built her life in a way that doesn't require anyone to ask. She's fiercely independent, untouchable... and emotionally unavailable. Relationships are risky. Trust is dangerous. Vulnerability? Out of the question. Kabir Singh Rathore has always known his place. A doctor from a modest background, he's worked too hard to waste time chasing something he can't afford. And a woman like Naina? She's way out of his league. But something about her - the silence behind her sarcasm, the exhaustion in her confidence - makes him want to try. He doesn't want to save her. He just wants to stay. The question is - will she ever let him in? Their pasts hold secrets-some too painful to share, some too dangerous to reveal. Or is there something deeper between them, a shared secret both are unaware of.... Can love bridge the gap between two very different lives? Yours to series #2 TROPES: CEO X Doctor Rich Fmc X Middle class Mmc Reverse grumpy X Sunshine He fell first and harder Slow burn romance Opposite attract Emotionally unavailable X Emotionally mature Trauma and healing

She is just a girl who wants a life where no pain exists but life has another one planned for her. Afsana Bansal was getting married with Isharth Purohit but on the wedding day he was gone. She married her elder brother Dhritaansh Purohit who was mysterious , toxic and rich. She had no idea that her destiny and she was her self claimed by a devil. ---------- Afsana took a deep breath and said, "Can I join college again? Just a month before the wedding, Papa had stopped me from going, but now can I-" She was about to say more when suddenly a soft cry escaped her lips. She immediately looked at her hand. Dhritansh's grip on it had become much stronger than before. He was looking at her without any expression. Afsana quickly looked at him and said, "Dhritansh ji, what are you doing? It's hurting me." Dhritansh replied in the same tone, "What were you saying?" Afsana wasn't even focused on speaking anymore. She kept looking at her hand, trying to free it. Finally, she shouted, "Dhritansh ji, stop it!" Dhritansh seemed to snap out of it all of a sudden. He looked at her hand and said, "I'm sorry, Gulabo. I'm really sorry." Saying that, he gently kissed her palm and looked back at her face. Afsana stared at him in surprise. Dhritansh placed his hand on her cheek and asked, "Did it hurt too much?" -----------

There was a time when Rudransh Singh Thakur believed in love. A time when power wasn't everything. When silence didn't define him. When a single person was enough to make the world feel... whole. But that was before betrayal. Before the woman he trusted chose to break him instead. Love didn't make him ruthless. Betrayal did. Now, at thirty-four, Rudransh stood as a man the world feared a minister whose decisions shaped lives, whose silence carried more weight than words ever could. Nothing touched him anymore. Nothing except one. His son. Aryaman Singh Thakur Five years old. Too quiet. Too distant. Too aware. A child who had learned early that people leave... and promises don't stay. If Rudransh had built walls, Aryaman had learned to live within them. And then, she entered. Not with power. Not with demand. But with silence that matched theirs. Ishani Sharma A woman who had known pain in ways she never spoke of. Who carried her past like a shadow she couldn't outrun. Who held her child as if that alone was reason enough to survive. She didn't belong in his world. And yet, she became a part of it. A marriage not built on love, but on necessity. On power. On a name she never asked to carry. He didn't want her. His son wouldn't accept her. But she stayed. Not loudly. Not forcefully. Just... there. And in the middle of it all... there was Arohi, breathing life into the silence. A child too young to understand pain, yet the only one who carried light into a life built on shadows. And in a house where silence ruled, where love had once been broken and buried something began to shift. Not all at once. Not enough to be called love. But enough... to change everything. Because behind power, behind silence, behind every unspoken truth lies a story hidden beneath the VEIL OF THRONE

Just a simple love story between a couple arranged for marriage. It's ONLY a feel good book from my side without any unnecessary drama or plotting yet everything you might be looking for. (Ab yaha tak aa gye ho toh padh bhi lo. I promise you won't regret) Resemblance in real is purely coincidental. Photo rights reserved to the rightful owner. 1- Dialogues are mostly going to be in hindi though typed in English. 2-All the characters and places in the story are fictional and my imagination. IMPORTANT NOTE: I started writing this book when I was barely 17! There might me a lot of stuff in this story that you'll find illogical or stupid and I know there are but please refrain yourself from leaving harsh/crude comments for the same. If you don't like what you're reading then you are free to leave but insensitive feedback would not be accepted here.

Book 1 of "𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑"series He pinned me between his arms, his intense gaze making my heart race. "I'm serious. I saw you. Now, are you going to tell me, or should I make you?" "I-It was a book!" I admitted quickly. "And?" he pressed, leaning closer. "It was a romance book..." I whispered, barely able to meet his gaze. "And what exactly made you blush so hard, sweetheart?" he asked, his smirk growing. "The... kissed part," I mumbled, wishing the ground would swallow me whole. He let out a low chuckle. "Next time, when I ask you, tell me everything in detail, alright, sweetie?" You nodded, and his lips curled into a smirk. "So I can recreate it with you... make it even more enjoyable, bug," he murmured against your ear, his deep voice sending a shiver down your spine, making warmth pool between your legs. "Why does he have to sound so hot?" I mentally screamed. ***** 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆. 𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒔,𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕? 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒔𝒐 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆. Started on: 01.01.25 Ended on: 29. 08.25 "Ab itna read kiya toh please aage bhi read kar lo na, please?" (with puppy eyes) STORY RANKING: #1 Indianauthor #1 Indianwrites #1 lovestory #2 age ape #1 best friend brother #4 best friend brother

... An Indian heart warming love story "To anyone who wants to feel butterflies" _____________________ Alert: - This book contain mature content. Only proceed further if you are comfortable. - All characters and places are fictional in this story. Everything is based on my imagination. - I am also a reader on Wattpad so you may find some similar words or seens but they are going to be purely coincidental.

[Contains Mature Scenes] Sometimes we do things in the spur of the moment. No thought put into it, whatsoever! Started : 24th Feb, 2020. Completed : 19th April, 2020. Editing : May 2022 - July 2022.

Warning🔞This story contains explicit scenes viewer discretion advised. She showed him kindness once. Now, he will never let her go. Shanaya Sharma is just 22, full of dreams-an MBA degree, her own business, a future she controls. But everything shatters when her father's secret debt is revealed. The only man who can save them? Lakshya Malhotra. He's 30. A billionaire. The owner of luxury hotels, endless properties, and a dangerous empire no one dares cross. Sinfully handsome, powerful, and used to getting what he wants. And what he wants now... is her. In return for clearing her father's debt, he demands Shanaya's hand in marriage. No choice. No escape. From the moment she says yes, she steps into a world of dark secrets, ruthless power, and a husband who watches her like she already belongs to him. He's cold, possessive, and obsessed. But behind his touch, behind his gaze-burns a desire that pulls her in deeper every day. She calls it a prison. He calls it forever. And soon, Shanaya will learn... there's no turning back from a man like Lakshya Malhotra.

What will happen when one day Ishita will travel to the 16th century by mistake. How will she be able to survive there when she becomes someone's obsession?? Amritveer Singh Chauhan Prince of Maharashtra.He is 32 years old.intelligent and very sharp minded.People love and respect him alot.He is cold hearted and cruel (for his enemies) because of his past but has a soft corner for his brother Rudra. He has been betrayed many time that why he never believe anyone expect Rudra.What will happen will he will fell in love with a girl? Ishita Mishra A college student in 3 year of btech computer science.She is 20 year old. She is very intelligent and beautiful basically beauty with brain but really clumy.She wants to know very thing in this world(very curious cutie). She is soft hearted and loves her family alot.She is a little overweight which sometime makes insecure. Tropes grumpy ×sunshine dark romance Age gap Healer of each other Slow burn He fell first and harder Love at first sight

... Shweta Pawar a city girl and from wealthy family ,22 .she's third girlchild and unloved in her family because her family was expecting a boychild after 2 girls but she born. .... Dr. Sathvik Agarwal ,30 ,a Clam and simple man .. who help others and a village man. ... now let's see their journey of arrange marriage :)