Pranjal Mehra never thought she'd be engaged while completing her studies, but when her parents arranged her match with Abhimanyu Saroha, she expected formality and not the quiet, patient man who would slowly rewrite the meaning of home. Against all odds, she confessed her feelings while still juggling lectures, assignments, and dreams that seemed too big for her small world. He became her anchor, her safe place, even before she earned the right to wear the uniform. But love was only the beginning. Selected for the Military Intelligence Corps, Pranjal stepped into a life where every mission carried risk, every decision could mean life or death, and distance wasn't just measured in miles. Abhimanyu, with his silent strength, remained her constant, the man who could shake entire walls to keep her safe, even from afar. When duty tests every promise they've made, will their love stand unbroken... or will the battlefield claim more than just soldiers?

BL story ha haryanvi🫣 > Rana: "Tu soch le Chaudhary, yah zameen Shekhawaton ki hai. Tere baap ki kursi ab purani ho li, aur tu... tu bas uske naam ka sahara le rha hai." (Think twice, Chaudhary. This land belongs to the Shekhawats. Your father's chair is old now - and you're just hiding under his name.) Devraj didn't flinch - just that faint smirk playing on his lips. > Devraj: "Naam purana sahi, par izzat aaj bhi naye note jaise chamak rahi hai, Rana. Aur kursi ke neeche sab jhukte hain... chahe Shekhawat ho ya Sher." (The name may be old, Rana, but the respect still shines like new money. And under the chair of power, everyone bows - whether a Shekhawat or a lion.) A short silence. But the way they looked at each other - it wasn't just rivalry. It was something darker... heavier... almost magnetic. Rana took a slow step forward, his eyes burning through Devraj's calm. > Rana: "Tere jese log vote se chalenge, main to jazbaat se chalta hu. Aur jab dil me aag lag jaave na, to kursi bhi jhukh jati hai." (Men like you run on votes, I run on emotions. And when the fire burns in my heart, even the throne bows down.) Devraj leaned in just enough - enough for the air between them to turn dangerous. > Devraj: "Bas farq itna hai, Rana - tu aag se khelta hai... aur main aag ko apne liye nachata hu." (The only difference, Rana - you play with fire... I make fire dance for me.) Their shoulders brushed as Rana passed by, eyes still locked - a silent promise, a war waiting to explode. Politics was never this personal before. But now... it was. Because under the Power, lay something far stronger - Pyaar.

The entire state fears Chief Minister Veer Pratap Dahiya-a cold, rough Haryanvi leader with a short temper, a violent reputation, and zero patience for unnecessary people. Then enters Aarohi Sharma, a clumsy final-year CA student from Rishikesh who somehow crashes into his life... literally. Terrified of the CM, she unknowingly befriends his family, who hide their identity to keep her around. What starts as chaos, secrets, family bonding, and endless misunderstandings slowly changes everything. Because Veer falls first. And once a Haryanvi Jaat loves... Running away is no longer an option. ♥️ . . . . . . Credits: Chatgpt

Born into a legacy of power, pride, and politics, twins Zarmina and Zain Khanzada never asked for a kingdom they weren't welcome in. With four much older brothers who were heirs to everything-from feudal titles to family devotion-their unexpected arrival brought not celebration, but shame. Hidden from the world, denied by their own mother, and resented by the very blood meant to protect them, they were ghosts in a palace that never wanted them. But what happens when the forgotten grow up quietly-wise, observant, and dangerously different? Raised by the one woman who saw their worth, Esra Khanzada, a divorced artist with fire in her veins and wounds of her own, the twins become something the Khanzada clan never prepared for: A rebellion with royal blood. A story of belonging, soft strength, and silent storms-The Heirs of Nothing isn't just about the children no one wanted. It's about what happens when those children decide not to need anyone at all.

Book 8 of The Dons of Punjab series Amandeep Singh, a trusted confidant, stands as the pillar of support for the formidable Sikh Mafia Don. His loyalty and unwavering dedication have earned him the esteemed position of the right hand of the Don. Amandeep's astute mind and strategic thinking make him an indispensable asset to the Mafia's operations, ensuring their dominance in the criminal underworld. Prabhneet Kaur, on the other hand, is the Mafia Queen's youngest sister, a delicate flower amidst the thorns of the criminal empire. Despite her tender age, she possesses an innate strength and resilience that belies her vulnerability. As the Mafia Queen's sibling, Prabhneet finds herself caught in the crossfire of power struggles and dangerous alliances, her innocence overshadowed by the dark shadows that loom over her family. With a significant age gap of twelve years between them, Amandeep finds himself entangled in a complex web of emotions. His heart yearns for Prabhneet, but he knows that pursuing his feelings would be an arduous journey filled with obstacles. Amandeep must navigate the treacherous path of the criminal underworld, where trust is scarce and betrayal lurks at every corner. As he battles his own inner turmoil, he must also protect Prabhneet from the dangers that threaten to consume her, all while keeping his forbidden love hidden from prying eyes. In this world where love and war intertwine, Amandeep and Prabhneet's fate hangs in the balance, their hearts bound by an unbreakable bond that defies the boundaries of their circumstances.

All Lu Xingchi wanted after transmigrating into a melodramatic web novel was to live the ultimate "salt-fish" life-lazy, low-profile, and completely irrelevant to the plot. His survival plan as a nameless intern was simple: stay out of trouble and mind his own business. The only problem? He was bound to a high-tech "Melon-Eating System" that constantly fed his brain with the juiciest, most scandalous secrets of the high-society elite around him. But the ultimate system glitch? It completely forgot to warn him that his boss-Xie Cangqiong, the infamously cold, ruthless, and terrifying billionaire CEO-could hear every single one of his thoughts. While Lu Xingchi was busy broadcasting chaotic rants, biting sarcasm, and highly descriptive commentary about how ridiculously attractive his boss was, Xie Cangqiong was listening to every single word. "Xingchi, your mind is exceptionally noisy today," Xie Cangqiong whispered, trapping the trembling intern against his executive desk. "And according to what you just thought... you want me to skip the lunch meeting and do *that* in my office instead?" Lu Xingchi: [SYSTEM!!! HELP!!! The internship manual never prepared me for a boss who can read my mind!] The peaceful intern life is officially over. Welcome to a corporate world of massive scandals, dangerous secrets, and a shockingly shameless CEO who refuses to let his little "melon-eater" go!

Four politicians. Four lifelong best friends. When Mehtab Singh Aulakh, Navaan Singh Aulakh, Vaar Singh Bajwa, and Arjan Singh Virk-the ultimate student council gang-clash with the unbreakable girl group of Shiddat Kaur, Ibaadat Kaur, Asees Sharma, and Aina Aggarwal, the university plaza turns into a total battleground. Between fierce student elections, brutal exams, and heavy departmental drama, these law, medical, CA, and agriculture students are constantly at each other's throats. Packed with massive drama and non-stop Punjabi banter, this multi-couple rom-com with shiddat and mehtaab 's story proves that the only thing more unpredictable than college politics is falling in love with the opposition......WHAT COMES NEXT WHEN 2 PUNJABI GROUPS COLLIDE ??

Shen Zhenyu lived four years in the apocalypse, until his best friend's betrayal sent him back into ancient times. Waking up in the body of a loveless boy, with the same name and appearance as his own, he readily decided to settle in this world full of life. Baobao's cheeks would redden every time he saw his handsome new neighbor, but as a Ge'er without a dowry, it was impossible for him to marry such a man. What he didn't know was that Shen Zhenyu's eyes kept following him. This is an ancient village story. No Imperial Examination. No moving to town. If you guys like it, please don't forget to vote! Cover image: Xi Gang (1746-1803), Mountain landscape with pavilion, Qing dynasty. Public domain. Source: Cornell University Library Digital Collections.

Story of two very different people who are just like the opposite poles so far from each other and so different. One doesn't even think before killing anyone the most wanted gangster but no one can say anything to him because his whole family is into politics or we can say they are the government or SARKAR . Other one saves life like she is the god and she is because Doctors are known as God . What will happen when this two will collide path with each other. Will they prove the theory that opposites attract or will they drift more far away from each other. To know more read my story My Mrs.Shekhawat. Please show your support by voting and leaving comments. Thank you.

Karan & Suchitra - He belongs to a lively Punjabi family, where laughter is loud, traditions are vibrant, and love is often shown through food and banter. She comes from a Tamil household, where values are deep-rooted, rituals are graceful, and respect flows quietly through every gesture. At first, their worlds seem completely different-North and South, bold and serene, spirited and composed. Yet, in each other, Karan and Suchitra discover that love can weave two cultures into one beautiful story. DISCLAIMER This story will go As slow burn cause I believe in bond more than intimate scenes. But it also have some intimate scenes, Before getting physical, so that you won't get bored. A Real imperfect Arrange Marriage.