He was the country's rising cricket star-loved, celebrated, untouchable. I was just another face in the crowd, one fan among thousands who screamed his name. But in a single glance, under the blinding stadium lights, something shifted. He caught my eyes-and I caught his heart. Between roaring crowds and silent nights, between fame and fear, he chose me. But what happens when the world discovers that the nation's golden boy has fallen for an ordinary girl? Because in cricket, every catch counts. And this time... I might just be his 𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝘾𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝. --- They call me the nation's golden boy. Every run I score, every match I win, is celebrated like a festival. Millions cheer for me- but at the end of the day, I'm just another boy standing alone in the middle of a crowded stadium. And then I saw her. One face, hidden in thousands. One pair of eyes that didn't look at me like I was a hero, but like I was simply... me. She was never supposed to matter. She was just a fan. But the truth? The moment our eyes met, I knew the game had already changed. Because this time, I wasn't playing for the crowd. 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧.

✎ᝰ.𝐀 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 ⋆𖦹⋆ˎˊ˗ He was born for cricket. In the stadiums of his city, he was already a legend. Every swing of his bat - a warning. Every smirk - a challenge. 𝐓𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐧, the state's rising cricket star. Arrogant. Untouchable. Addicted to winning. And ? 𝐒𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 A fiery first-year media student with a pen sharp enough to cut egos - and the courage to question names that made others bow. She didn't chase stories. She exposed them. He was her assignment. She became his obsession. He hated her defiance. She hated his arrogance. They both refused to back down. Same college. Same battleground. Every encounter - 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓. Every glance - 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆. He doesn't lose. She doesn't bow And before the world knew his name, He made sure she never forgot it. She thought she was writing his story. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭. The stubborn, firecracker reporter who called him - "𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘁 𝗧𝘆𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁" and made the world see his cracks. Rules were broken. Lines were crossed. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 ────୨ৎ────

" HOW DARE YOU TRY TO HURT MY SON??" he shouted at her, his eyes bloodshot. "DON'T SHOW ME THAT FAKE TEARS OF YOURS. I KNOW YOU ARE JUST MASKING YOUR REAL FACE WITH THIS INNOCENT FACE. " he harshly grabbed her arms in a tight grip making her yelp in pain, tears continuously streaming down her face. "I am warning you, if anything happened to my son or if you try to hurt him even a bit then I will do something to you that I won't regret." he said dangerously and pushed her, making her fall on the ground and left from there, closing the door hard with a thud. .............................. Abhinav Mehra, the CEO of Mehra Industries Pvt Ltd and a single parent to Ayansh Mehra. Handsome, hot, arrogant, rude, cold, grumpy person. He was not like that earlier but the situation changed him. Currently finding a girl who can marry him and take care of his son. More like we can say he is finding a nanny. Marriage is just for the sake of his parents. Aarushi Sharma, a cheerful, sweet, bubbly girl. Currently working as a Personal Assistant for Rajveer Kapoor, the CEO of RK Industries Pvt Ltd. Her marriage is fixed with the one and only THE Abhinav Mehra, without her knowledge. Abhinav is very protective for his one and only son, Ayansh. He doesn't want to give her late wife's place to anyone. How both of them who are totally opposite to each other will live under one roof?? Will Ayansh Accept Aarushi as his mother?? Will Abhinav accept Aarushi as his wife more than a nanny of his son?? ............................................................ Rankings✨ #11- arrogant (may 19) #11- imagination (may 24) #8- generalfiction (June 4) #10- crush (June 8) #1- fictionalcharacters (June 9) #1- wattpadindia (June 2) #5- wattpad (June 25) #1- wattpad (June 25) #1- imagination (July 8)

"Ouchh," I cried trying to balance. I looked up at him with soft eyes, flushed cheeks. He looked into my eyes with his knitted ones. His hair lying over his sweaty forehead. I never presumed to glimpse him this close. His photographs conveyed his good looks but his dominating aura was hard to handle. I was feeling scared to even breathe in his arms. Bringing his fingers to my face he gently pushed hair strands behind my ear. I lowered my eyes feeling extremely shy. "Sambhal kar chaliye zara, har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," he said in a scratchy tone. There was a hint of taunt present. I knitted my brows to his words and quickly matched his aura. "Hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said glaring at him. He shot his eyebrows a little and I pushed him to leave angrily. Turning around I stepped up on another dumbbell and slipped over it again. I threw my hands in the air for support and once again found him snaking my waist and pulling my back closer to his chest. "Are you sure," he asked over my ears. I angrily looked back at him, found him smirking. "Baahon mein girte girte, mohabbat me mat giriyega hamare," he whispered looking into my eyes. "Kabhi nahi," I replied and left. I royally ignored his taunt only to end up marrying him. Day by day my feelings for him grew stronger though finding happiness was becoming a risky game. But I was heartbroken upon discovering that he only married me out of pity and loved someone else who he was to marry. Not having parents from young age now made me helpless. It felt good to leave home where my family cared for me all these years, after my parents. I did not want to go back and be a burden again. But living this life with him didn't seem fruitful either. This is love story of Tejas Pratap Rathore and Sunaina Maan Singh. Storyline takes place in the early years of 21st century (2001). A beloved saga tying them together in love and commitment whilst they dwell over misunderstandings and growing feelings.

She was trained to heal hearts. He had one no one could fix. Dr. Shivangi, a shy, soft-spoken cardiac surgeon from a traditional household, never imagined her marriage would be arranged with him. Ashwin Raghavan, one of the most irresistible actors, cold,broken, and emotionally unavailable. Still grieving the death of his first love, Ashwin numbs himself with alcohol, one-night stands, and fame. Thrown into a marriage neither of them asked for, sparks fly - of pain, of lust, of longing. But desire doesn't ask for permission. And sometimes, the deepest wounds open the door to the fiercest love. 🔞 Mature Content Warning ⚠️ This story is intended for adult audiences (18+) only.

Adhiti is simple girl and lives in Saharanpur, a small town in Utter predesh. She had a crush on her neighbor, Dhruv. She turn into a shy girl and her tounge got tied whenever Dhruv come infront of her. She doesn't have enough courage to confessed her love to Dhruv, So she admire him from afar. Dhruv also belongs to middle class family. His father is a government teacher. He is very ambitious, hard working, introvert person and wants to become an IAS officer. He knows her beautiful neighbor likes him but he didn't feel the same for her and chose to ignore her because his dream won't allow him any distraction Becoming an IAS officer and cracking the most toughest exam of Indian government is not a jock. So to chase his dream he left the town and went to Delhi. Eight years has passed, Their life has changed completely. Dhruv becomes an IAS officer but his life was not what he accepted. Aditi life turns into hell. She got beaten every single day and do house chores till she passed out. She is a broken soul and shattered completely. Something horrible happened to her in six year that her own family ashamed of her. What happened when Dhruv met Adhiti after eight year? Will he able to give her a love which she craves from six years? Will Adhiti allow him to love her again? Will they 0 broken souls heals each other's wounds and love each other beyond the love. "Do you still love me as you love me eight years ago." My eyes welled up in tears when I saw the love in his eyes. His eyes are holding the intensity and his right thumb was caressing my cheek lovingly. But I know I don't deserve him. "Because I know you still love me my beautiful neighbor." He leaned to my lips and looked at me with love. "I don't deserve you." I said while looking at him with my heavy teary eyelashes. "I know you do. More than anyone." He decreases the distance between our lips and I closed my eyes in anticipation. Start- 16-12-2020

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎. 𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑨𝒌𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒂 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓-𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒅𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒘𝒆𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒂𝒚, 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑨𝒌𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒂'𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒚𝒛𝒆𝒅. 𝑰𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒅, 𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒘𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒚, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆. 𝑨𝒔 𝑨𝒌𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒚'𝒔 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒆𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕-𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒖𝒎𝒂, 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉. 𝑻𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒏𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒍𝒆

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 "𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞" 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. Anvika X Adhiraj Anvika Singhania has always lived in the shadows of her family's secrets and betrayals. Her life is a carefully curated picture of grace, elegance, and duty. But behind the poised façade lies a woman burned by loss and determined to never love again. When she's married off to Adhiraj Raghuvanshi, heir to the powerful Raghuvanshi empire, she's given a chance to execute the revenge she's harbored for years-a chance to destroy the family that destroyed hers. Adhiraj, a man of ambition and ruthless focus, is used to calculating every move. He never anticipated falling for his new bride, a woman who stirs something inside him he can't control. But as desire blooms between them, dark truths surface-secrets that unravel everything they thought they knew about loyalty, love, and betrayal. When tragedy strikes and an accident shatters their fragile bond, Anvika is forced to make a choice: to continue her revenge or risk everything for the man she never expected to love. In the battle between desire and revenge, only one will survive the fire. Tropes: Dark Romance Thriller Age difference Forced marriage Past trauma He fell first. Strong female lead Revenge Mature 🔞 Anvika x Adhiraj Please do not copy or repost. Thank you for reading Enid🤍 #1 in siblings on 08-11-25 #8 in revenge on 04-12-25 #15 in business on 07-11-2025 #7 in punjabi on 20-09-2025 #59 in rajasthan on 1-10-2025 #8 in canada on 05-09-2025 #25 in arranged on 01-12-2025 #16 in dance on 10-05-2025 #61 in royal on 25-08-2025 #12 in rivals on 27-11-2025 #58 in adultromance on 26-08-2025 #34 in spicy on 15-09-2025

He never believed in love, but she captured his heart the moment he saw her. She didn't understand love, but he gained her trust instantly. He is consumed by a desire for revenge. She is as serene as water. He's the mafia king of all Asia, hardened by the world's cruelty from a young age. She spent her entire life in captivity, completely oblivious to the outside world. This is the story of Rudraksha Malhotra and Ruhanika Rajpurohit, two people who couldn't be more different, bound together by the ties of marriage. Can they conquer their inner demons and find peace together? Will Rudraksha allow Ruhanika to rule his heart? Will Ruhanika let Rudraksha love her? Let's find out together. Tropes: Age gap Mafia king × Caged princess Forced marriage Cunning × Innocent Two broken Souls

Vihaan Raichand (The Cold Mafia ) "I've killed for less. But for my wife, I'll kneel-without hesitation. And those who dare raise their voice against her... I'll slit their throat without thinking twice." "She is my only peace in this cursed world. I don't care if her mind is like a child's. She doesn't need to understand this world-I'll protect her from it. She only needs to be safe... and smile "I lost her once... and I died with her. There won't be a second time. Not even fate has permission to take her from me now."* *"Let them call me mad. Let them call her broken. She's mine. And I'll tear the world apart to keep her that way Ruhanika Sehgal (His Innocent, Childlike Bride): "Vihaan came to take me... He fights the monsters, not me. Because I'm his good girl, his princess." "He says I'm his doll... But I'm real. I have a heart, and it only beats when he hugs me." "If I cry, he gets angry. Not at me. At the world. He says nobody gets to make his 'Ruhuu' sad." "When I grow up, I'll marry him again. In a big white dress... with candy!" "People say I'm slow. But I know one thing. Vihaan loves me more than the stars love the sky." He's the man the world fears-the cold Mafia King with blood on his hands. But for her, he softens. For his innocent, childlike bride, Vihaan Raichand becomes something the world never thought he could be-gentle. "She's my only peace in this cursed world," he says, holding her like she's made of stardust. Ruhanika doesn't understand the darkness he walks through-but she doesn't have to. She just smiles, and he's willing to burn the world to keep that light in her eyes. To him, she's not broken. She's his. And that's enough. He calls her his doll. She calls him her hero. And in their fragile, unspoken way, they've built a love that even fate dares not touch. #SoftRomance #ProtectiveLove #HeLovesHerSoftly #GentleObsession #HisRuhuu #TenderDevotion #MafiaWithAHeart #ChildlikeBride #HisOnlyPeace #WholesomeButIntense