[Under editing] 𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 & 𝐕𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 Viana Singh wasn't supposed to fall for Vivaan Singhania-but she did. It was instant, irrational, and entirely one-sided. He was distant, reserved, and barely noticed her existence. But then, against all odds, they became friends. And Vivaan, who never let people in, started letting her closer. Feelings change, perspectives shift, and suddenly, the girl who once fell alone isn't the only one falling anymore.

✰𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍✰ Gyan Malik, the youngest and most spoiled son of the Malik family, is so stubborn that no one can stand against his will. If he wants something, he does not rest until he gets it. When his family brings up the topic of his marriage, Gyan goes to see a prospective bride. But instead of looking at the girl he is meant to meet, his eyes fall on her widowed sister-in-law, Dua. The moment he sees Dua, draped in simplicity, Gyan says stubbornly, "𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫" Is this relationship just a matter of his stubbornness? Or is it destiny playing its part in Dua's life? 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 - "THEIR STORY PAUSED AT FIRST SIGHT ONLY TO RESUME IN WHITE." ________♡︎________

Two college students discover an abandoned infant girl wrapped in a thin blanket on street. Unsure what to do but unable to walk away, they decide to take her with them-just for one night. What begins as a moment of compassion quickly changes their lives in ways they never imagined. Between lectures, part-time jobs, and sleepless nights, they learn the weight of responsibility. The tiny stranger brings laughter, chaos, and a sense of purpose they didn't know they were missing. But questions about her past start to surface, along with the fear of losing her. As they search for answers, their bond with the little girl grows deeper.

✦ THE MEGHVANSHI'S ✦ A Royal Saga of Love, Power, Secrets & Broken Bloodlines In the golden sands of Ajmer, where power is inherited through blood and loyalty, the Meghvanshi Dynasty stands like an empire carved in stone. Feared. Respected. Untouched. But beneath the grandeur lies a wound - a boy born of betrayal, raised inside the palace yet never allowed to belong. Three heirs. Three destinies. Three stories woven into one crown. ★ Couple 1: Aryamaan Meghvanshi × Dhruvika Gowda Businessman × Professor He is silence carved in marble - she is sunshine bursting through clouds. She loved him first. He tried not to fall. But when he did, he sank deeper than she ever imagined. ★ Couple 2: Krishiv Meghvanshi × Aadhira Choudhary Criminal Lawyer × Practicing Lawyer He fears no court, no politician, no death. But he fears losing her. Calm meets calm - storms hidden beneath quiet eyes. He fell first, he fell hardest, and he will burn the world if needed. ★ Couple 3: Ahaan × Ishanvi Rajput Employee × COO • Contract Marriage The illegitimate son, raised like a shadow. The princess who shines like fire at dawn. He belongs nowhere; she belongs to an empire. A contract binds them - hatred ignites them - destiny crowns them. Love will bloom where it should never exist. Power will shift hands soaked in blood. And the boy who once prayed only for this family's happiness... may one day be forced to destroy the very home he protected. Secrets buried for years will rise. Hearts will shatter. Legacies will fall - so that new ones may be born. Three couples. One dynasty. And a truth sharp enough to dethrone a kingdom. ✦ Welcome to The Meghvanshi's. Where love is war, and every war writes history. ✦ Cover edited by my darllinggg @_Diyaaa❤️

Meet Meera Chowdhury (26) By profession she is a teacher . Daughter of a renowned business man . Currently living in New York . Her family never gave much importance to her , the reason ? every much unknown to her . Meet Vihaan Singhania Eldest son of Viraj Singhania , Ex CEO of Singhania INC By profession he is a politician. Has huge responsibility on his shoulder . What happens when both of their life collides with each other ? Let us find out ! Eldest son x Youngest Daughter Age Gap politician x teacher grumpy x sunshine

I don't know yet," Veer admitted. "Now tell me, Dr. Shekhawat, what do you want?" ​She answered immediately, her voice taking on a deeper, more serious tone. "Someone who doesn't turn me into a Goddess. I want someone who looks at me like a flawed, breathing, normal human." ​Veer looked puzzled. "What? Isn't it the highest respect if a man treats you like a Goddess?" ​"No, Veer. It's a trap," Rashi said, looking him dead in the eye. "When you put a woman on a pedestal and call her a Goddess, you aren't honoring her-you're imprisoning her. You're telling her she's not allowed to fail, not allowed to be angry, and certainly not allowed to be herself. Men use that 'Goddess' title to control us. They tell us we are the 'izzat' of the house so they can dictate how we dress and how we speak. They turn our sacrifices into a 'divine duty' just so we never complain about the burden." ​She leaned back, her gaze cold. "Look at our stories. The 'good' woman is the one who bears abuse with a smile, wears the traditional clothes you approve of, and stays silent. The minute a woman has an opinion, the minute she puts herself first or stops taking someone's shit, you label her the villain. You don't see movies where a man in jeans is a villain just because he isn't in a dhoti, right? But for us, our clothes and our 'tone' decide our character." ​She sighed, her voice softening but remaining firm. "I don't want to be worshipped. I want a partner who knows I am going to make mistakes-and that those mistakes don't make me a 'bad woman.' I want someone who realizes that my life doesn't revolve around being his moral compass. I just want to be human, Veer. Not a symbol, not a goddess, and definitely not someone's property."

She argued like it was a sport. He flirted like losing was part of the game. The worst part? Everytime she got mad, he fell a little harder.

They didn't choose each other-but fate did. At just 26, Tanya Anand built a fashion empire with grace, grit, and a heart that believed kindness could be powerful. She never imagined her future would be tied to a man like him. Avinash Malhotra doesn't follow the rules-he writes them. Cold, calculating, and untouchable, he moves political power and billion-dollar deals with the flick of his fingers. When their parents arrange a marriage neither of them asked for, worlds built on passion and power begin to collide. But behind the boardroom masks and cold glares lies a slow-burning storm of tension neither of them expected. A slow-burn arranged marriage romance where fire meets silk, and love dares to grow between two powerful souls.

This is the story of two brothers from one of the richest families in Mumbai. Both of them are very ziddi and bigdail "Ek jise maarne ka shouk tha, aur ek jise marne ka shouk tha"