❝ Who knew that her love was just right across the street ❞ Mashal Baig, 22-years-old. Everyone's favourite. A happy go girl. Believes in true love and happily ever afters. She lived a pretty normal life until her family moved homes, from one city to another. That's where she met that handsome neighbour who lives across the street and is so damn annoying yet she couldn't stop herself from crushing on him. Things were just not the same anymore. Murat Saeed, 28-years-old. Heartbroken because of his first love. He is moody and a crazy workaholic. Runs a successful advertising agency, and loves the fame that comes along with it. After being dumped and cheated on by his one and only girlfriend, he became someone who he wasn't. Things take crazy turns as Mashal and Murat were tied into an arranged marriage. And surprisingly, both were happy with the marriage. But as the past collides with the present and shakes their calm and peaceful world, will Mashal and Murat be able to face it together or were they not meant to be at all? *** Ratings: The book is intended for mature audiences. But there's no explicit description. Fade to black only. *** Word count : 89000

❝Bhoot pret nikat nahi aavey, Mahavir jab naam sunavey...❞ It was late at night, when I heard a knock on the window. I froze hearing the knock. Slowly, I got up from my study table and tiptoed toward my bed, trying to decide if I should check the window. But something told me not to, so I climbed on the bed instead. I'm not opening that window. I know how in horror movies, the main character hears some creepy noise and runs straight towards it. Like hello? do they not care there could be a whole-ass ghost waiting to jump on them? Another knock. I squeezed my eyes shut, gripping the blanket tightly. If this is how I die, I swear I'm haunting the ghost back. I was on the verge of running to wake up my parents when I heard a sneeze and then... my name whispered slowly. "Pratiksha." It clicked in an instant. Oh god! I shot up from the bed, hurriedly unlocking and opening the window. Before I could even react, he tumbled through and fell directly on the floor with a thud. I gasped in shock, half laughing but also panicking at the sight of him in my room. "How did you-" I started to ask, but he quickly clamped his hand over my mouth. I stared at him. He leaned in closer and whispered, "Don't make noise, or we'll both be in trouble." What. Is. Happening. ~~~ If overthinking was a sport, she would have won every time. He, on the other hand, one moment, he was the smoothest guy around. The next, he was doing something completely silly just for fun. Together, they were like a perfect mess. But a twist of destiny tore them apart. Six years later, they met again, the love that once bloomed was now buried under layers of hatred, from both sides. Could they move past the hurt, the anger and the six years that had turned them into stranger?

Villian, how is it to fall for a villain? A person who is cruel enough to burn people alive but can't see a scratch on his own love. She fell for the one everyone warned her about-the villain with a broken past and a heart already claimed by another. She fell for the one they all feared-the man who belonged to a brutal mafia empire, a man shaped by blood, betrayal, and a past he never spoke about. To the world, he's a monster. His presence screams dannger, eyes cold and void. To her, he's story written in scars and silence- unreadable, but impossible to ignore. She knew he was in love with someone else-someone he could never have, yet could never let go. Still, her heart chose him. Day by day, she stayed-watching him unravel, loving him in shadows, quietly, fiercely enduring his storms, hoping for nothing... except the chance to be near him. But what happens when the girl who sees the villain as a person, becomes his only path to redemption? A tale of obsession, heartbreak, and the brutal beauty of loving someone who does not love you, of a girl who dared to love the Villain- A villain who may never love her back... until it's too late.

Bhairavi Sen has spent her life outrunning ghosts, learning never to trust too easily or hope too much. But when she is kidnapped on a stormy night, her carefully built world collapses. In a world ruled by power and deception, Bhairavi realizes survival isn't just about endurance-it's about knowing who the real enemy is. Aditya Chatterjee never intended to let anyone in. His world is built on quiet solitude, old wounds, and a past he refuses to revisit. But when fate draws Bhairavi into his orbit, the walls he spent years constructing begin to crack. She stirs something dangerous in him-something he isn't sure he can control. As their lives intertwine, buried secrets claw their way to the surface. Trust is fragile, redemption comes at a price, and the past is never truly buried. When the truth finally unravels, will they find their way back to each other-or will the weight of betrayal tear them apart? --------- Genre: mysteryXromance Disclaimer : Contains some extremely mature subjects. Advisable for readers above 25+ (Marked by asterisk) Copyright ©️ ipsita2025 Word Count: 1000-1500 words each chapter approximately.

A slow story ..a little boring at first but it gets better.

"You push my buttons, and I promise I'll make you regret it. But... not just yet." ..."make me regret professor." Tanuja Mehra is a 19-year-old whirlwind, loud, sarcastic, and allergic to authority. Her move to Mumbai for college should've been the start of her independence - until she discovers that her new apartment isn't just hers. It's also the home of her much older, cold-as-ice college professor, Professor Rithvik Malhotra. He's strict. He's cold. He's the last person Tanuja wants to live with. But the tension between them is undeniable. What starts as a war of insults and scoldings quickly turns into something far more dangerous. Because behind every scolding, there's chemistry. And behind every cold stare, a secret burns. A secret that will change everything - their relationship, their lives... and their hearts.

"Every step you take away from me only drives you closer to the brink of my madness. You belong to me, Winter. Any alternative reality or illusion you hope for- I will destroy them until your very existence is entwined with mine." -𝐈𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐞 Eighteen-year-old Winter has always been a quiet shadow, a shy spy avoiding the perils of the spotlight. But when she's tasked with stalking five powerful Heirs, her carefully crafted invisibility shatters. Her mission is clear: erase their scandals, track their every move, and never draw attention. Yet, when she crosses paths with Ivan Arcane-the ruthless heir to one of the world's most powerful empires-everything changes. At first, Ivan saw her as dull and dependent, an insignificant watcher in the crowd. A beautiful doll to be kept locked and safe somewhere- an innocence belonging nowhere near him or his world. But when she makes one fatal mistake, he uncovers the sharp, wild mind she's concealed beneath fragile masks of pink and purples. Now, Ivan is obsessed, determined to dismantle her defenses and claim her as his own. And In a world where power rules, Winter is no longer the Hunter in the game -she's Ivan's fixation, a prey to a predator and he'll stop at nothing to change the very narrative of the fairy tale so the villain gets the girl in the end. REVIEWS This book is so consuming. My heart is unsteady since i read this chapter. I read it trice and i am stil recovering -neilavni_love I am blown away. WTF just happend? -meladeeee I think i seriously need to go for a check up. Why does my heart race so fast reading every fucking chapter? -amara_sullivan IVAN FUCKING ARCANE I love you so much baby -googleydodley So hot for what? -kookieshopes •CHECK LIST OF TRIGGER WARNINGS INSIDE• •4 YEAR AGE GAP• •DUAL POV•

For generations, the Khan and Qureshi families have been at war - their enmity flowing as endlessly as the river they fight over, and as fiercely as the land they claim. Blood has been spilled on both sides, but their code of honour never allowed harm to their women. Until one night, an alleged Khan attack on Qureshi land goes wrong. Aaliyah Arbaz Qureshi, the proud and fiery eldest daughter of the Qureshi household, is kidnapped in the chaos. She is later found by none other than Hashim Raza Khan, the heir of the rival family - and returned home. But in a world where honour is currency, her injured leg becomes a permanent mark, and the Qureshis demand blood in exchange for their daughter's dignity. The Khans refuse. Tensions threaten to ignite into all-out war... until a respected elder proposes the unthinkable: a marriage between Hashim and Aaliyah. The man accused of orchestrating the attack... and the woman whose life was shattered by it. To prevent further bloodshed, they agree. The nikkah takes place. An uneasy peace is born. But there is no trust. No friendship. And certainly, no love. Then, Aaliyah is sent abroad by her family, out of her husband's reach. Hashim, still young and bound by the politics of his elders, can do nothing. Seven years pass. When she returns, she finds the river still flows, the feud still simmers - and the man she married now a colder, sharper, and far more dangerous figure than the boy she left behind. Between them lies a marriage in name, a history of blood and betrayal, and a battlefield where politics, manipulation, and forbidden longing collide. In this war of hearts and honour... Love may be the most dangerous weapon of all.

She had not married him for love. Nor had it been a marriage born of tradition, arrangement, or even choice. When Navya Sharma, a naïve young woman of barely twenty-two, stood before the world as the wife of Advait Rathore, she stepped into a bond that was nothing less than a transaction. For him, it was profit-a move calculated, cold, and beneficial to his empire. For her, it was destiny's cruelest twist. Advait Rathore-twenty-eight years old, sharp-minded, ruthless, and carrying the weight of maturity and sin in equal measure-was no ordinary man. He was a king of shadows, a ruler of the underworld. And Navya? She was a lamb led into a lion's den, handed to him under the guise of a marriage that was never meant to bloom. All she had ever wished for was a husband she could call hers-a man who belonged to her alone. But destiny, merciless as ever, bound her to a man whose heart had already been claimed. His first wife was still alive. And worse-he loved her. For Navya, the truth was more bitter than betrayal. She was not a beloved wife; she was a replacement. A second choice. Perhaps even nothing more than a vessel-brought into his life to give him heirs, to strengthen his lineage, to serve a purpose. Yet beneath her quiet demeanor stirred a storm. Perhaps she was destined to be nothing more than a surrogate for his children... or perhaps fate had far greater designs. Because sometimes, in a world of power, blood, and betrayal, the one who enters quietly, unnoticed, can end up stealing the most precious thing a man possesses-his very soul.

Meera X Rudra What happens when a girl who has no knowledge of anything except her studies and family is forced to marry Village head. Tropes: Forced Marriage Age gap(36-22) Love at first sight He fell first and harder Bratty FMC (*Warning: Mature Content)