💙 Hriday Rathore - A cold-hearted billionaire, CEO, and mafia king. Power runs in his veins, and danger follows him like a shadow. He doesn't believe in love or marriage-his world is too dark for that. But beneath his ruthless exterior lies a man who protects what's his, a green flag? No, a whole green forest when it comes to the ones he cares for. ❤️ Ananya Rawat - A sweet and loving graphic designer from a middle-class family. Life hasn't been easy-her marriage was broken twice, leaving her with scars she hides behind her smile. Yet, she still believes in love, even when the world has given her every reason not to. 🔥 What happens when two opposites collide? Will Hriday melt for the woman who refuses to be broken? Will Ananya risk her heart for the man the world fears? Find out in The Echoes of Love! 📖💖 #TheEchoesOfLove #MafiaRomance #BillionaireLove #FictionalCrush #WattpadReads #LoveAgainstAllOdds "Love is a dangerous game, but it's one I can't help but play when she's in the picture." ~Hriday "I spent years being invisible. Then you walked into my world, and suddenly, I mattered." ~ Ananya

"To the world I was just the Sheltered orphan of the Roy Chowdhury's but to her I was the entire world. I knew it and still chose to hate her." Rudraja Roy Chowdhury, is the haughty, arrogant daughter of Ranjan Roy Chowdhury, the internationally accalaimed thriller novelist and Kuheli Roy Chowdhury, a highly reputable lawyer. She never smiled in her life, not willingly, not until scripted and instructed by her parents. Never liked anyone or anything. She is a perfectly created walking wooden sculpture. Dhritiman Chattopadhyay, they call him Dheer. Calm, collected, intelligent and highly observant. His mind works differently and sees different outcomes in comparison to others. He sees things others ignore. At the age of three he was rescued and sheltered by Niranjan Roy Chowdhury, the retired minister and mathematician. They say Dheer is Niranjan's right hand man, his backup brain at the moments of difficulties. He never expresses his emotions but he smiles politely at everyone, without letting them know what's going on inside his conceited mind. He harbors no extreme feelings except one: his absolute hatred for the girl who genuinely smiled at him at the age of ten, Rudraja. She grew up worshiping him silently, borderline dangerously and he grew up avoiding her like the plague. Some obsessions are soundless, like the silence before the storm but when the wind finally takes momentum, it takes the shape of the most dangerous, most destructive hurricane. Their story is one of those. _____ Note: This is my original work of art, hence all copyrights are reserved. Anything found like this later and I won't hesitate to take actions. Also, the book cover is made by me, so please don't use or copy it without permission. Thanks. Now, happy reading my lovely readers. ❤️

They were married too young, unprepared for life... and for each other. They were young, reckless, and in love-but life tore them apart. Krutika Mehra and Mayank Malhotra thought their story was over. Four years later, fate forces them together again. Cold glances, curt words, and tense silences fill their days-but some connections refuse to stay buried. As old feelings surface and walls begin to crumble, Mayank notices the fear Krutika tries so hard to hide. And he won't look away. When walls begin to fall, one undeniable truth emerges: some love never truly dies. ~•~ "You're scared," Mayank said, his voice low but sharp. "I'm not," Krutika whispered, flinching slightly. "Don't lie to me," he said, stepping closer. "I can see it-in your hands, in your eyes. You're terrified." "We... we can't, we are divorc-" she tried to protest, but her voice faltered. "I don't care what we are on paper," he said, softening but keeping his intensity. "I want to take care of you. I WILL take care of you. That's all that matters to me." ~•~ Some walls are harder to break than others. Some love refuses to let go. Can they face the past and the fear that kept them apart... before it's too late? Tropes: • Second chance romance • Tension • Exes • Old love resurfaced • Attraction x denial

"His love was madness, in which she found herself drowning." Raghav was a storm, and Piya was the girl who dared to dance in the rain, unaware of how deeply the thunder echoed for her. What began in the quiet corridors of their school soon spiraled into a love too fierce to control. But love, when tainted by obsession, becomes a prison. And when dreams and desires collide, hearts don't just break, they shatter. Because some loves don't let you go... even when you're already running.

More than a year into marriage, Ranvijay and Niyati have already lived through what most couples face over a lifetime- misunderstandings, emotional distance, avoidance, and unspoken pain. Their relationship was never short of love-but timing, responsibility, and silence changed everything. They didn't struggle to fall in love. They struggled to stay in love after marriage. This story is about marriage after love, parenthood before healing, and choosing each other when staying becomes harder than leaving. Yet, despite everything, they showed courage by choosing each other. And now-just when they begin finding their way back to each other-life had already changed. Lets dive into their story to know more...

"𝐼𝑛 𝑎 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑠ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑛." 𝘿𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙖 is kind, too kind and strong in the way that makes people forget she bleeds too. Love was never expected, only endurance. So when her father asked her to marry she nodded... not out of hope, but habit. 𝙑𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙧𝙖, grew up in a home that taught him how to build empires but never taught him how to ask for a hug. Marriage was never part of the plan until a hospital room, a fading pulse, and the one man he could never disappoint whispered a final wish. Neither expected warmth. Neither expected understanding. And they definitely didn't expect comfort in each's other's silence. A tale of quiet yearning- an arranged marriage where silence becomes a language and love sneaks in when no one's looking. - M 💌

Story of a rape survivor...and how she raise like a pheonix. My innocence was ripped apart from me. Now i have no light left inside me anymore. The betrayal is running deep inside me. I can't sleep. I can't breathe. I can't cry. I become just a shell. I always dreamt of a prince charming coming in a white horse to take me away and live happily ever after. I was in a fairytale. But fate has other plans. It had decided to give me a reality check. Now i have no more dreams left. I am already dead. I am Charvi. And this is my story.

Book 2 in Crimson Crown series Pratha Touch. Claim. Defy. He wasn't born to follow rules. He was the kind of man who made them - and then broke them, just to see who'd dare stop him. In a world built on rituals and fear, Shamsher Dev Thakur roared like a lion. Defeating, yet never bowed. He wasn't from her village. He wasn't part of their traditions. But he was the only man who looked her in the eye... and didn't flinch. She was barely a whisper - a young girl, full of laughter one moment and wrapped in white the next. A bride one day. A widow the next. Left to rot in a corner, forgotten by fate, punished by a world that decided she had lived too much already. But he saw her. She was just... sitting. Still. Staring into nothing. It broke the heart of the man like him. But he made the most dangerous decision of his life: To go against a village that wasn't his. To claim a girl the world had already declared untouchable. To marry her. Not out of love. Not yet. But out of pure, ruthless defiance. This is not a love story. This is the beginning of a war. One man. One girl. And an entire society trying to tear them apart.

"I'm going to chase you till my last breath and beyond that... because my Obsession is Beyond The Sky, Beyond this Universe, Beyond this World..."