[Under editing] Dhvani Bansal's life was never hers to live. Burdened by a past she hides beneath quiet smiles and lowered eyes, she knows silence too well-silence that suffocates, silence that remembers. When her marriage is arranged to Divyansh Mittal - the heir of a powerful business empire-she expects nothing more than duty and distance. But Divyansh is not what she imagined. Behind his calm exterior lies a man who sees more than she wants to reveal, who notices the cracks she desperately tries to conceal. He is gentle where she feared control, patient where she expected anger. Yet, he too is human-capable of mistakes that might wound her fragile trust. As their worlds intertwine, so do their wounds. In the chaos of family, traditions, and unspoken truths, two strangers must decide if love is enough to heal scars the world never sees. Because some scars aren't loud. Some are silent. And sometimes, the quietest ones ache the most. ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── Every scar has a story. And every story deserves to be heard. This is Dhvani Bansal and Divyansh Mittal's journey-a tale of silence, strength, and love that learns to grow through brokenness. Will you join them in this journey? 🌙✨ ~By SLESHA #4 on rromance (13/09/25) #1 on rromance (07/11/25) #2 on arrangedmarriage (08/11/25) #1 on arrangedmarriage (25/12/25)

"I DON'T WANT ANY SELFISH WOMAN AROUND MY CHILD!" Rudra roared, the glass shattering in his fist. "STOP IT, RUDRA," Siya said softly, tears brimming in her eyes. "I LOVE HIM... I WOULD NEVER HURT YOUR REYANSH." "DON'T SHOW ME THOSE FAKE TEARS OF YOURS!" he snapped, voice sharp like a blade, slamming his fist into the wall with a thud that echoed through the room. "YOU THINK I CAN'T SEE THROUGH THAT INNOCENT ACT? THAT SOFTNESS? IT'S ALL A LIE, ISN'T IT?" Siya dropped to her knees, heart breaking. "IT'S NOT ABOUT REYANSH, RUDRA... IT'S ABOUT YOU... YOU NEEDED LOVE, RUDRA." . . . ╰┈➤Rudra Singhania - a six-foot-tall man, breathtakingly handsome and steamingly hot, with a presence that commands attention. Grumpy as hell, CEO of Singhania Group of Industries Pvt. Ltd., recently returned from London. A man carved from ice and fire, he's a single parent to little Reyansh - just a few months old - trying to balance towering empires with tiny cries. He hates women, hates emotions, and despises the very idea of letting a nanny or any woman near his baby. ╰┈➤Siya Sharma - a beautiful, cheerful girl with a heart full of dreams and the weight of responsibilities on her shoulders. Daughter to a single mother and a protective elder sister, she balances her 4th year of architecture with the chaos of life. What she never saw coming was becoming the unexpected nanny to Rudra Singhania's baby - a twist of fate that would change everything. Two opposites. One roof. A child in between. Will Siya ever be more than just a nanny in Rudra's eyes? Will Reyansh open his heart to her? And will Rudra finally let love touch the parts of him he's buried deep?

Rankings: #1 in originals #3 in badassgirls #8 in crack #15 in banter Rating: 14+ Aria had always wanted to escape her life and live like a character from one of her books instead. She didn't expect another world to actually answer. When she and her friends are yanked out of an ordinary hangout and dumped into a completely different world, Aria knows it's the best thing that's ever happened to her. Magic. Weirdness. Chaos. Actual ducking superpowers. And The Academy-a school for teaching them how to use those powers without blowing themselves (or other people) up. This world has it all. Including a charming, magnetic guy who turns out to be the first person who can actually match Aria's spark. As the friends stumble their way through lessons, powers, and their new lives-finding laughter, love, and a very questionable sense of responsibility-an old enemy resurfaces, threatening to tear it all apart. With their school, their friendships, and their lives on the line, they'll fight with everything they've got. Preferably without dying along the way or getting demoted from students to prisoners. A storm is brewing. When it breaks... who will still be standing?