"𝙄𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙮" ___________________ 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐱 𝐑𝐮𝐚 "You asked me why I chose you Rit.. I didn't choose you, I breathe you. If love needed a reason then I'd have none... because I love you without one. I'm stitched to you with every breath I take.." Rua Mittal, the ever nonchalant girl, who didn't believe in love ended up writing 126 letters for her lover in coma. But what happens when she dies and her absence becomes the only thing strong enough to pull him back to life? happy ending @thediariesofira

An indian sports romance He holds the bat. She holds the mic. Without anyone knowing that they hold a secret together. He is the country's most worshiped cricketer-cold, disciplined and less interested in media and paparazzi. She is this nation's rising journalist- clumsy, determined and filled with grace. Would they fall for each other or destiny gonna test their limits of love? 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: Sports romance He fell first Cricketer X Journalist Forbidden love Hidden relationship Soft X Chaotic Rom com

☆ BOOK 1 IN THE BOUND REALMS✧ 𝐿𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑜𝑛 𝑎 𝑣𝑎𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛! 𝐓𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞? 𝑇𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝐴𝑙𝑙𝑎ℎ𝑎𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑑𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 1910, 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑤𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚.

Daksh was orphan, surviving only for his younger brother. No chance he believed in fairytales, especially the kind where a billionaire's daughter could ever understand a man like him. Orphaned young, with only his younger brother to care for, Daksh had built his life on hard work and quiet resentment toward people born with everything he fought for. Then came Ahana Raichand, elegance wrapped in arrogance, his boss's daughter and the new Managing Director of the company where he worked as a finance manager. She walked in wearing privilege like perfume, and he hated her for it. For her confidence. For her easy laughter. For the way she looked at him, as if she could see beyond his bitterness. But hate, when mixed with proximity, begins to blur. Between heated arguments, stolen glances, and moments neither of them planned, Daksh found himself falling, not for her wealth, but for the woman beneath it. Ahana, with her fierce heart and quiet loneliness, broke every wall he had built. What began as contempt turned into obsession and what once irritated him became sacred.

NOW AVAILABLE ON STCK Reyansh Raichand & Aarohi Sharma They smiled, They laughed, They faught, They cried. You saw it all! And now, They are starting their new journey, hopefully with all your blessings!! So, are you ready to dive into 3 years in their future? THIS IS NOT A STANDALONE IT IS CONTINUATION OF ISHQIYA Started: 11 Apr 2025 Ended :

Advita Rathore is a queen-literally. As the crowned heiress of Chhattisgarh, she rules her business empire and her life with a no-nonsense attitude... until her family drops the bombshell: an arranged marriage proposal. To him. The guy she spent years crushing on in college, who probably didn't even know she existed. Rudransh Arora is an excellent CEO with an eye for details-except, apparently, the detail that he was crushing on Advita back in college too. Now, years later, when his mother introduces her as his potential fiancée, he's as stunned as he is intrigued. Who knew he'd be reintroduced to the one that got away... only to discover she's also a modern-day queen with enough sass and sarcasm to rival his own? Thrown together by family meddling and a twist of fate, Advita and Rudransh have to navigate one very awkward reunion, a whole lot of cultural differences, and some seriously pent-up feelings from their "totally secret" past crushes. Can they survive family dinners, hidden matchmaking schemes, and their own clashing personalities? Or will they discover that sometimes, love is about finding someone who's just the right amount of wrong for you? One arranged marriage. Two former crushes. And a whole lot of sparks they're both pretending not to feel.

[𝐬𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝] The one quote which keeps Jaanvi going- 'You are on your own.' Choosing herself over anyone or anything else turned out to be the best decision of her life. Working as a therapist, she loved it, helping people that is, even though the profession had its own pros and cons. Yet, being so happy in what she does, there still remains a void in her heart. A void that she has tried filling in many ways but it remains the same. What happens when she realises that the only way to fill the void is to pull down the walls around her heart again? Is she willing to put herself through the same feelings again or will she be content in avoiding the path which puts her heart at a risk?

She's a sexually inexperienced librarian; he's the dangerously hot billionaire owner of a private library that he's turned into an elite sex club. Can they keep their business strictly professional? When Rebecca Blaine, a dedicated librarian who specializes in erotic texts, takes a job at the renowned Montgomery Library, she has no idea what the library is hiding. Jace Montgomery-the smoldering billionaire playboy who owns the library-has turned it into a front for an elite sex club. And all the other librarians? They're just part of his harem-Rebecca is the only actual librarian on staff. As Rebecca dives into her new job, she's also swept into Jace's world of pleasure and excess. Soon, she'll have to make a choice: does she want to keep her relationship with her sexy boss purely professional...or does she want to take her place in his harem? WARNING: This story contains explicit sexual content and BDSM, and strong language that may be not be suitable for all readers. Reader discretion is advised. *** This story is part of a special collection of YONDER Originals now available on Wattpad! Unlock part-by-part or the full story with Wattpad Coins.

22 years old ADHIRA VATS, who's vague & intricate, too naive to deal with the cruel world. Getting married was never in her list, atleast not before getting settled & providing her father a luxurious life. She has been her papa's Gudiya since always. Shorthand for doted upon, a bit indulged, a girl child loved deeply, if imperfectly, by her father. He's been her mentor always. The dream she has weaved all these years of a ecstatic & contented family unlike her parents will be acquired? What will happen when she'll be tied in a sacred bond called as marriage? Will her innocence be taken for granted or will she ever be able to come over her insecurities? VIKRAM VASHISHTH , a 27 years old man, who's apathetic, reserved & formal yet authentic and courageous. He is a man of his words who has been burning candles at both the ends for his loved ones, for his family. Easily the most dependable human, who has always been the backbone of his family. What will happen when he'll get married? Will he ever be the one at receiving end? Will he ever get a person to rely on? To understand him & break his walls to see his broken self? Or will he keep his caged emotions confined? One doesn't believe in the idea of love & the other one is unfamiliar with the feeling of love but has a ray of hope. Will their world will turn upside-down or will they'll find their happily ever after? The two straight lines will ever bend & join together? They're destined to found each other but will they find solace in each other? Join their journey of compatibility, trust, care, respect with the enormous amount of desi tadka. 'I don't own the cover or any other pictures used, the credit goes to the rightful owner respectfully.'

What had I done? Rajveer Pratap Ranawat was a crime lord, king of the fucking underworld and I was here, in his den with nothing but a notepad and a pen. His presence was suffocating, bone chilling. "You think you can uncover my secrets, Miss Sharma?" His voice was a low, dangerous rumble, sending a shiver down my spine. "You're playing a dangerous game." I squared my shoulders, trying to muster the same bravado that had carried me into this lion's den. "I'm not playing," I retorted, my voice betraying a hint of defiance laced with unease. "I'm here for the truth, no matter how deep it runs." A predatory smile tugged at the corners of his lips, his dark eyes gleaming with something that sent a chill through me. "Oh, I know your kind," he murmured, taking a slow step closer until his presence enveloped me. "Bold on the surface, trembling underneath." "I'm not afraid of you," I insisted, though the way his fingers brushed against my arm sent a jolt of electricity through me. His expression hardened, his grip tightening just enough to convey his power. "You should be," he whispered, his breath hot against my cheek. "In my world, fear is survival." His eyes bore into mine with a primal intensity, a challenge and a warning wrapped into one. "You are already in deeper than you realize," he murmured, his voice softening imperceptibly. "And now that you are in, there is no turning back." The room seemed to close in around us and then is when I realised that I had stepped into a dangerous game-one where the lines between adversary and attraction blurred dangerously, threatening to consume me in ways I never imagined possible. "And you, my Dove," Rajveer's voice cut through the thick silence like a blade, chilling me to the core. His tone held a possessive edge, cold and commanding. "look like you are meant to be mine. And what is mine," he paused, his dark eyes boring into mine with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine, "stays with me."