"Oye..." "Kya?" "Hum galat ladki utha laye." (We kidnapped the wrong girl.) "...Kya?!" "Haan." "...Toh mujhe ghar chhod doge?" (...So you'll drop me home?) "Haan." (Yes.) "Nahi jaana." (I don't want to go.) "...KYA MATLAB NAHI JAANA?!" (...WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T WANT TO GO?!) "Waise khane mein kya hai?" (By the way... what's for dinner?) Three accidental kidnappers. One girl who refuses to escape. Oops... Wrong Girl! 😂

Their love was written in destruction... and sealed in fate.. She was a girl born into the darkness of the world. A rare beauty cursed by the very eyes that made her unforgettable. From the hands of monsters to the whispers of gods. Her life was never hers to own. He was a man shaped by ruin. A dangerous soul with power in his veins and blood on his hands. To him, she was a temptation, a threat.. And a destiny he could never escape. In a world ruled by obsession, power, and betrayal, their paths will clash, their hearts will burn, and the truth will destroy them both. Welcome to SEVDA: The Divine Curse .. where love isn't salvation... it's the sharpest weapon of all.

Major trope- • Extremely shy submissive fl X Cunning Dominant ml • Innocent princess X Mafia king • She fell first X He fell harder Darkness looms over two fractured worlds-one bound by royalty, the other by ruthless power. Their fates collide in an unholy alliance born of vengeance, hatred, and secrets. She is Vaishnavi Singh Rathore, the silent princess. Branded a curse since childhood, she has chosen silence as her shield, her green eyes speaking the words her lips never could. He is Devendra Pratap Rao, the mafia king. Cold, calculating, and unyielding, his grey eyes hold storms, his touch a dangerous promise. A man who detests human connection-yet, with her, the rules shatter. Bound by a marriage neither wanted, they stand on opposite ends of a legacy soaked in blood. She runs, her anklets jingling with every step. He walks, his pace calm, unhurried-a predator stalking his prey. "You can run all you want," his deep voice echoes, laced with dark amusement. "But you'll always end up here. With me." She gasps as he corners her, his hand brushing against her waist, fiddling with her chain. His grey eyes burn like molten fire as they lock onto her, pinning her in place. She clutches his collar, trembling, caught in a game of dominance and defiance. "You're mine, princess," he whispers, their noses brushing as the tension between them crackles like a storm. "Every heartbeat, every breath-mine." Her silence speaks louder than words. And in that silence, a dangerous obsession blooms, one that threatens to consume them both. "His: Captive Empress"- where silence speaks, and the fire within burns brighter than destiny itself.

❝𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐧, 𝐈 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞.❞

From the moment they met on the first day of university, Ritika Malhotra and Reyansh Raghuvanshi were rivals. They competed for grades, opportunities, and the title of being the best. Every argument became a battle. Every victory became a war. But somewhere between the endless fights and stolen moments, rivalry turned into friendship, and friendship turned into love. Until one mistake shattered everything. Heartbroken, Ritika left. Years later, she returns. Only this time, she's no longer the girl Reyansh once loved. She's engaged. And the man waiting for her at the altar isn't Reyansh. But Reyansh won't let the love of his life, his woman, marry some other guy...would he? ꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦ IG : @/authorar_ Check out for spoilers 🌟

Move." Arayansh Singh said coldly. Noor Kaur looked up from the seat and frowned. "Why?" "Because you're sitting where you shouldn't be." She glanced at the chair, then back at him. "Naam likha hai kya?" A few students gasped. He stepped closer, eyes dark, dangerous. "Tumhe pata bhi hai kis se baat kar rahi ho?" Noor held her books tighter but didn't look away. "Nahi. Aur honestly, farq bhi nahi padta." For the first time, the devil of campus smiled. "Interesting." 🔥 He was the storm every girl feared and desired. Arayansh Singh She was the calm no chaos could corrupt. Noor Kaur He ruled the campus with silence, power, and danger. She walked into it with innocence, courage, and no idea who he was. He was fire. She was prayer. And together... they were a disaster waiting to happen. ❣️ You all ready for this one..... ✅ 🥇#indianstories

Book #1 from RECKLESS HEARTS SERIES ִ ࣪𖤐 ────୨ৎ──── 𝐀𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧 and 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐒𝐲𝐞𝐝 were childhood enemies who couldn't stand each other-until one day, they couldn't resist each other. Just as their bickering turned into love, a heartbreaking misunderstanding tore them apart, and Ayra left India, leaving Ashar behind. Years later, Ayra is back, as an adult successful woman. When 𝐐𝐚𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐤-a perfect gentleman who sweeps her off her feet, enters her life. When she began to grow closer to him, Ashar returns, determined to win her back. Caught between her past and present, Ayra must decide, can she trust Ashar again, or will Qais be her future? But when hidden truths are revealed, Ayra learns that not everything is as it seems. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬' 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 is a game of love and rivalry, where past wounds run deep, and only one heart can win.

she's just a normal girl , living her chaotic, colourful life , surrounded by friends , family and laughter - unaware that one person could completely disrupt her world. He's her rival - smart ,unpredictable , and infuriatingly charming . Every encounter is battle of wits , every glance a challenge. Tension sparks, rivalry deepens , and neither of them knows how far this game could go. Friendships will be tested , hearts will ache , and what starts as rivalry may slowly turn into something neither expected. Will she survive the chaos he brings.... or will their rivalry ignite into love? Step into a world full of tension, rivalry, slow -burn romance , and thrilling chaos- where every encounter is a spark , and nothing is ever simple.

𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙆𝙞 𝙇𝙖𝙩𝙩 𝙈𝙤𝙝𝙚.... 𝘼𝙚𝙨𝙞 𝙇𝙖𝙜𝙞 𝙃𝙤𝙜𝙮𝙞... ♡𝙈𝘼𝙄 𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙒𝘼𝘼𝙍𝙄♡ ******************** Those eyes. Dark, intense, and impossibly deep, fixed on me in a way that made my breath catch. There was no anger in them, no mockery, just a strange calm that pulled me in without warning. I couldn't explain why my heart started pounding so loudly or why looking away felt impossible. In that moment, it felt like the world had shifted slightly off its axis, leaving me shaken in a way I wasn't ready to understand. ~ Anvi Malhotra✨ ________________________________________________ This peacock feather... it reminds me of Krishna and Radha, the kind of love that people don't just feel, but worship. A love so pure that it became divine. I know nothing in this world can ever match what they shared. Maybe no human love ever can. But what I feel is honest, and it comes from the deepest part of my heart. It may not be perfect, but it is real. So, with your permission, can you please make me yours? Can you please do me the honour of calling me yours?" ~ Avighna Rawal🦚 ________________________________________________ Dive into the story to know more ❤️✨. No cheating. No toxicity. No love triangles. Just a simple school love story filled with love, friendship, laughter, and moments that might bring back memories of your school days. 29/4/26 - [No. 1 on top 10 indian stories] 2/7/26 - [No. 7 on top 10 indian stories] ________________________________________________ © 2025 by PranishaXwriters. All rights reserved.

The book was earlier known as Ishq beyond Hate... 𝐓𝐮 𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧... 𝐓𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐚-𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐚 𝐬𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢... 𝐓𝐮 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐡-𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐡 𝐬𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢... 𝐌𝐮𝐣𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐭𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐭𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐫𝐚... 𝐏𝐚𝐥 𝐞𝐤 𝐩𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚... 𝐓𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐣𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚... Shaurya Dixit was everything the world admired - disciplined, brilliant, untouchable. Calm on the outside, unreadable within. Success followed him like a shadow, but so did silence. Aarohi Sharma was fire wrapped in laughter - ambitious, fearless, and the heart of every room she walked into. Yet behind her confidence lived a girl who had learned to survive without leaning on anyone. When a new academic rival enters her perfectly controlled world, sparks don't just fly - they collide. What begins as competition slowly turns into something neither of them is prepared to face. Because sometimes love isn't loud. Sometimes it grows in stolen glances, unfinished arguments, and feelings left unsaid. But when pride stands where confession should, even the strongest hearts can break. And some love stories... don't end when they're supposed to. ----⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ♡ ･:*ೃ࿔⋆---- Original work by author_avani Cover made by me