# 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐈𝐧 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐎𝐟 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 Aayansh Agniwanshi a king of jaipur and CEO of Agniwanshi CO. Lit. A mafia king with ruthless, grumpy, cold. 'Love is a trap. When it appears, we see only its light, not its shadows.' Aayansh Agniwanshi Ishanvi Shekhawat a Criminal Lawyer and the owner of V&A Law firm. The only daughter of her family. 'Love is a symphony of emotions, a melody that plays in the heart and echoes in the soul, creating a harmony that transcends time.' Ishanvi Shekhawat What happened when the two of them who cannot tolerate each other company was forced to bounded with each other? She is sunshine. He is heartless. She is a simple girl. He is a king. She is his healer. He is ruthless. Both heal each other. ______________________ Trope:- • Forced Marriage • Opposite Attraction • Slow Brun • Ceo×Lawyer • Grumpy×Sunshine

THE PSYCHOLOGY OF HATE Ishvika Roy has two problems. The first is that she has a habit of turning every peaceful situation into complete chaos. The second? Samay Rawat. He is quiet, strict, annoyingly handsome, and absolutely impossible to read. Unfortunately for Ishvika, he isn't just the man she keeps accidentally bumping into, arguing with, and embarrassing herself in front of. He's her professor. And as if that wasn't bad enough, fate has decided to make things even worse- They become accidental flatmates. Now, the man who barely tolerates her existence has to see her every single day, outside the classroom, without the safety of professional boundaries to hide behind. She talks too much. He hates unnecessary conversations. She thrives on chaos. He worships silence. She loves getting on his nerves. He has the patience of a saint-until she pushes the wrong button. They call it hate. But when living under the same roof starts blurring the lines between irritation and attraction, one question remains- How long can they keep pretending it's nothing but hate? Because sometimes, the strongest emotions don't begin with love. Sometimes, they begin with the person you can't stand.

"𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬. 𝐍𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞." 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐞𝐡𝐧𝐚 𝐁𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐮𝐣𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐚, 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐲𝐚𝐫 𝐤𝐚 𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐡 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐚, 𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐡𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐚 𝐊𝐡𝐮𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐚𝐡, 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐲𝐚𝐫 𝐤𝐚 ──★ ˙🍓 ̟ !! 𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆

𝗧𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀- 𝗪𝗵𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘂𝗱𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝘄𝗮𝘆. 𝗙𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻 𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗽𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗲𝘁 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿. 𝗠𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘀𝗽𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁. 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 A desi multi-couple rom-com- Fifty Shades of Rishtas. This is an intellectual property of the author. Unauthorized copying, reproduction, adaptation, distribution, or use of any part of this work without permission is strictly prohibited.

#𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 Betrayed by blood. Shaped by pain. Forged in fire. Nishita Raichand, once a vulnerable teenage girl discarded by her own family, returns as a force the world isn't ready for. Thrown out of her home at 13, framed for a sin she didn't commit, and scarred by the death of her mother, Nishita rises from the ashes in the shadows of Italy. Adorned with a hidden crown as the Mafia Queen and a title as the youngest billionaire, she builds an empire that leaves her enemies trembling. But her return to India is more than just a business venture. It's revenge-a meticulously crafted game where every move is deadly. As she faces her tormentors, one by one, her aunt and grandmother, the very architects of her suffering, are about to meet a reckoning unlike any other. In her path stands Siddharth Singh Rathore-a ruthless tycoon, a royal heir, and an enigma with secrets of his own. Their collision isn't just business; it's a battlefield where power, passion, and mystery intertwine. But what happens when two masterminds with shadowy pasts clash? This isn't just a story of revenge. It's the story of destruction. Tropes Mafia X Mafia businessman X businesswoman marriage of revenge age gap brother's bestfriend he fell first she fell harder obsessed MMC Strong female lead Power couple grumpy X grumpiest

Some people are meant to remain strangers. Some lives are meant to pass each other without ever crossing. Some names are meant to exist in separate worlds, never spoken in the same breath, never written on the same page. It took two lives that were never meant to meet and placed them in the same story. Not by chance. Not by accident. But by choice. Fate does not always bring people together to give them something. Sometimes, it brings them together to take everything away. And when their worlds collide, it will not be a gentle crossing of paths. It will be the beginning of something neither of them was supposed to face. One life will step into the other's world. One existence will disturb the order of another. And a meeting that should have never happened will become the first crack in everything they once knew. They were never meant to meet... Yet fate made sure they did. They were never meant to know each other's names... Yet fate wrote them into the same chapter. They were never meant to become part of each other's lives... Yet fate brought them together anyway. Why? Because perhaps some meetings are not written to create something beautiful. Perhaps some encounters exist for one purpose alone... to destroy. And when fate decides that two strangers must cross paths, who are they to stop it? After all, the cruelest games are the ones destiny begins long before its victims realize they are already playing. 𝑺𝑰𝑻𝑨𝑨𝑹𝑬 | 𝑾𝑹𝑰𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑵 𝑻𝑶 𝑩𝑼𝑹𝑵

"He committed the ultimate sin, surrendering to his forbidden love for his student." Hriday Agnivanshi 29 years old, a finance professor at Banaras University, exudes an aura of authority and intimidation. His piercing green eyes seem to bore into those he meets, as if sizing them up and finding them wanting. His chiseled features and well-built physique only add to his formidable presence, making him a figure to be reckoned with. His demeanor is strict and dominating, leaving no doubt as to who is in charge. His sharp jawline and piercing gaze seem to dare anyone to cross him, and his deep, commanding voice can silence even the most boisterous of classrooms. " she surrendered to the forbidden, her heart ensnared by the one man she was never meant to love" Chahat tripathi 21 years old , a bright and vibrant student at Banaras University, embodies the warmth and energy of a sunshine girl. Her bright smile and sparkling eyes light up the campus, making her a beloved figure among her peers. With a passion for learning, she works tirelessly to excel in her studies, her dedication and perseverance inspiring those around her. But her true love is dance. With a grace and fluidity that belies her academic rigor, she loses herself in the rhythms and movements of traditional Indian dance. Her love for Banaras city is equally fierce, and she can often be found exploring its winding streets, discovering hidden gems, and soaking up the vibrant atmosphere. "Two souls, bound by forbidden love, entwined in a sin that fueled their deepest desire, and ignited dreams that dared to defy the lines of virtue." [ इश्क like Agnivanshi -1] Start ~ 2nd April 2025 End ~

She likes cappuccinos. He likes chai in steel tumblers. She knows hospital corridors. He knows mountain trails. Adrija Pandey has spent her whole life in Dehradun - surrounded by city chaos and the comfort of knowing every street by heart. She's a doctor, certain her love story will be nothing like the small-town romances her mother keeps hinting at. Agastya Joshi is an Indian Army officer from the quiet hills of Almora - the kind of man who can fix a roof in the rain, find the sweetest kaafal on the slopes, and loves to sleep under a sky full of stars. He's as theth pahadi as they come... and the last person Adrija expects to be paired with for an arranged marriage. But when two worlds - lattes and laaltains , collide and sparks fly in the most unexpected ways. Between misunderstandings, stolen glances, family drama, and the unmistakable charm of the mountains, Adrija begins to wonder... Maybe love isn't about where you're from. Maybe it's about where you're meant to belong. Now, between lattes and laaltains, Adrija must figure out if opposites just clash... or if they fall in love. "You belong in the city, Adrija." "Then why do the mountains feel like home... when you're there?" *********************************************** "So... where do we fit? In your city cafes or my mountain nights?" "Somewhere in between, Agastya...𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙖𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨."

"𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘴". Some stories are written with certainty. This one was scribbled. In the space between growing up and letting go, four teenagers discover that love rarely arrives in the way it is expected. It lingers in shared glances, unfinished conversations and memories that refuse to fade. ⸻ 𝐑𝐞𝐞𝐭 ⋆ 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 A girl who never stays silent and a boy who says too little. Together they become the kind of story neither of them was prepared for. 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐫 ⋆ 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐯 A black cat girl and a golden retriever boy whose hearts continue to find each other despite the distance between them. ⸻ A story of first loves, second chances and the people who leave fingerprints on our souls long after they are gone. Because the most unforgettable hearts are never written perfectly. They're 𝑺𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒃𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒅.

She was so shocked that she could only say, "Devyansh? Shivali? This... this all???" Devyansh lowered his gaze and, holding the hand of the girl standing next to him, said, "We... we got married. Shivali and I love each other, and Shivali is going to be the mother of my child." Not only had her husband married someone else today, but he was also about to become a father. This meant... this meant he must have been deceiving her for an unknown amount of time, while she foolishly believed that her husband loved her. "What? What do you mean?", Trishvika asked, shocked. Devyansh said, "I didn't want to spend my entire life with a woman who couldn't even give me a child in two years." "And what about me? My life, my decisions?", Trishvika questioned. Devyansh, sitting comfortably on the sofa, said, "Divorce papers. Sign these divorce papers and leave, Ashvi!" Hearing this, whatever little emotions were left inside Trishvika died instantly, and all the second thoughts she had while signing the divorce papers vanished. Without any emotion, she signed the papers and threw them at Devyansh, saying, "I don't need your money or your name anymore. I'm leaving now, but I will come back, Devyansh Rana! To take revenge for the injustice done to me. I will come back to destroy you. Just wait for that day." And then, without looking at anyone, she walked towards the door.