"Do you regret kissing me, Ishika?" His voice dropped-dark, low, and possessive enough to steal the air from my lungs. My entire body froze. Not because I didn't know the answer- But because I did. My breath hitched, sharp and aching. Regret? God. If only he knew what that kiss did to me. His grip didn't loosen. His fingers dug gently into my wrist, grounding me to him, to the heat of his body pressed against my back. I could feel every inch of him-dangerous, intoxicating, magnetic. "Ishika," he rasped again, each syllable laced with something desperate. Something real. "Do. You. Regret. It?" I should lie. Say it meant nothing. That it was a mistake. But my heart? It was screaming. Screaming for him. No. No, I didn't regret it. I couldn't. If I had, I wouldn't still feel his taste on my lips. I wouldn't still be burning from the ghost of his touch. I wouldn't still be aching for more. "We wouldn't be kissing for so long...and still not want to let go...if I regretted that," I whispered-my voice trembling, My voice trembled. "If I regretted it, Veer..." I whispered, "...I wouldn't be standing here, craving your mouth on mine again." And that's it- I felt the pull.

🖤 Vritant Vardhan & Adhrita Adani 🖤 He was born in the shadow of the national emblem - a son sculpted by silence, not slogans. She was sent away before legacy could stain her - a daughter raised to heal, not to belong. 🕊️ Vritant wears restraint like armor. Adhrita folds softness into silence. 🕊️ They meet at a wedding neither chose. No past. No plan. Just two names that were never meant to matter to each other - but somehow, they do. 👑 Because history pulls strings. And sometimes, the thread remembers what the throne forgets. 🧵 🖋️ Legacy wrote their last names. ❤️ But it was love that underlined them. Tropes: PM's Son x CM's Daughter Businessman x Doctor Chaos x Calm Rich x Rich Sarcastic x Quiet Delhi x Newyork Heir who hates it x heiress who escaped it Reluctant heir x Hidden heiress Emotionally guarded x Emotionally grounded Slow burn! No cheating!

"Marry me," Shaurya Singh Shekhawat muttered with pure hatred in his eyes, holding her arms in his vile grip. "You hate me," Akansha Dixit said, fear and determination in her eyes. "I do, and retribution is my right," Shaurya said. "And I have the right to a chance to justify myself," she said, her voice breaking under the increasing hatred in his tone toward her. "Like hell, I will. You destroyed my sister and now it's your turn to get ruined," he spat. "You will marry me, or see your family die," he said. "I will," she said, losing the battle. "One last thing, Mr. Shekhawat, the day you will know the truth, the truth will kill you," she said. He just scoffed, walking away, leaving her shattered while also making her stronger. If he thought he could make her weak using her family, then he was in for a big surprise, thought Akansha with sheer determination. ************ 5 Years Later ************ "One chance is all I ask, Akansha," Shaurya begged, sitting on his knees, ignoring the fact that he was a Chief Minister, the most powerful man of the state. "You are 5 years too late, CM sir," Akansha said with a cold face before walking away. "You are right... My rue is killing me every second," he whispered to himself. Shaurya Singh Shekhawat, a man everyone in the state admired, people's favorite leader, a very well-educated Chief Minister, and the youngest person to take office in the country. Successful-that's what everyone thought of him, but only he knew how much of a failure he was as a husband. Akansha Dixit, an aspiring student pursuing her Ph.D. in child psychology. She fell in love very easily, but only when she realized his reality did she understand how much of a mess she was already in. Amid selfish families, dirty politics, several misunderstandings, betrayals, and power-hungry wolves, will the innocent love survive, or will it succumb?

✨Book Description✨ In the glittering world of wealth and legacy, Shaurya Surveer, a 30-year-old billionaire with power sprawling across continents, lives behind layers of silence and shadows. Ruthless in business and reclusive in nature, he carries a darkness that no fortune can heal-a haunting past buried beneath his cold gaze and carefully tailored suits. On the other side of the city's skyline is Sitaara Dhiwan, a 23-year-old self-made millionaire whose world smells of sugar, spice, and everything resilience. A renowned baker with a chain of opulent patisseries, she hides her scars behind frosted cupcakes and warm smiles. Estranged from her own family, she lives alone-not by choice, but by betrayal. When fate begins to meddle with well-laid plans, Shaurya's grandparents arrange his marriage to a girl of their choosing. But destiny, with its twisted sense of timing, intervenes-and Sitaara becomes the replaced bride. Two strangers. Two broken hearts. One unexpected union. What begins as a mere accident of fate soon turns into a tale of passion, secrets, redemption, and a love that neither of them saw coming.

Book 1 of Velvet & Ashes. She wakes...not confused, not afraid. The pitch-black room, the dying light above her, the cuffs around her wrists...none of it rattles her. She remembers enough. Enough to know this wasn't an accident. The door opens. And the man who once loved her like a religion walks in...the same man who destroyed her like a sin. He looks at her like he still owns her. She looks at him like he's already dead. Her voice cuts the silence, low and poisonous: "Was it you?" Not a question. A warning. Because this time, she isn't the one who's trapped. He is. ❀❁❀❁✿✾✿ Book 2 coming soon...

Title: "🩷My crush 🌷 " Genre: Young Adult Romance, Coming-of-Age Theme: Opposites Attract, Self-Discovery, Unspoken Feelings ❤︎ Ishita Arora ❤︎ She is the epitome of grace and kindness. A shy and introverted 10th-grade topper with a deep love for books, she prefers the quiet comfort of her own world to the bustling noise of high school life. Beautiful not just on the outside but with a heart full of compassion, Ishita is admired by many, though few truly understand her. She has always kept to herself, focusing on her studies and her love for literature. However, beneath her calm exterior lies a secret-she has a deep, unspoken crush on someone. Afraid of rejection and unsure how to confess her feelings, Ishita keeps her heart hidden away. ⭐Ahaan Malhotra⭐ He is on the other hand, is everything Ishita isn't. Known for his flirty nature, extroverted personality, and leadership of his infamous gang, Ahaan is the center of attention wherever he goes. He's the school's troublemaker, always involved in pranks and fights, but to his surprise, he's developed feelings for someone completely unexpected-someone who doesn't fit into his world at all: his cupcake, the topper. When Ahaan unexpectedly confesses his feelings to Ishita, her world turns upside down. She never thought someone like him, with his reckless charm and wild reputation, would ever notice someone like her. ★━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━★ Caught between her secret crush and this unexpected confession from the bad boy of the school, Ishita is torn. What happens when the shy, quiet girl finds herself in the midst of a love triangle she never anticipated? Will she find the courage to open her heart to Ahaan, or will her feelings for someone else keep her from seeing the unexpected love right in front of her?"

four girls with different dreams and different likes.. bound by friendship and determination to stay together as strong as any circle of friends could ever be. One thing they were sure about was to not fall in love to protect their hearts. But the destiny doesn't follow our plans does it? "pyaar wyaar sab hai chalava bandh karo yeh naam ka dikhawa sabse pakka rishta hoti hai dosti marte dum tak isko hai nibhana" four boys with completely opposite attitude to that of our girls. It's unexpected how their lives get entangled with people unknown. they swore to themselves they had nothing serious to do with the situation. But how long will they be able to control their emotions when they learn each and every thread that has woven their soulmate's life? "ladki nahi hai musibat hai naazuk dikhti hai lekin zillat hai uski ek muskaan se dil pighalne laga kaise rahun mai tujhse door... tu hi bata"

[Book 2 in Starry Romance Series] Abhimanyu X Kritika Enemies by circumstance, lovers by fate. They say that one can never let go of their past. True? In a world where power and betrayal are currency, can love ever be enough to mend hearts shattered by tragedy? Or will their secrets destroy them before they get the chance to find out?

How can people be so similar yet so different? How can situations be strange yet so familiar? Twins Amira and Aurora were put under the custody of their mother when they were five. So much has happened since then. But what was the worst was the loss they've experienced. The sadness one of them has felt and the pain she has endured. They live for each other. They have their contrasts and their similarities. But one thing for sure is common. Priorities. The first priority is their other half. Their twin. But what happens when the situation leads them back to their brothers who were left in their biological father's custody? What happens when they finally receive the sibling love they couldn't give each other yet they both craved? What happens when they are forced to escape their own bubbles and experience what true care and affection is? And along the way, they discover the contrasting similarities, that help them heal and discover a different kind of love yet so similar. TW: Mentions of Abuse, Death and Schizophrenia.

I ran downstairs into the living room, my heart pounding as I found all my brothers gathered around Nefeli. Her eyes were frantic, scanning the room, desperately searching for me. The scream that bastard had let out earlier must have reached her... The moment our eyes met, she practically threw herself at me, wrapping her arms around me so tightly I could barely breathe. I stood frozen for a moment, unsure of what to do. I hugged her back anyway... Even though I had no idea what was going on. "Thank God you're safe" she murmured in my ear, her voice trembling, leaving me even more confused. I glanced at my brothers. They all looked just as lost as I was. Except for Aiden and Alex. They were motioning for me to hold on. "Of course I'm okay, Nefeli. What happened?" I asked, my heart tightening. I hated seeing her like this, so worried and panicked. "I-I heard Alex and Aiden talking in Italian!" she stammered, her eyes wide with panic. "They said something about the Mafia! Are we being threatened by the Mafia?" Her voice cracked, and tears threatened to spill from her brown eyes. The room fell silent for a moment. My brothers exchanged looks, and then, without warning, we all burst into laughter. Nefeli stared at us, completely confused. Cole, finally calming down, wiped his eyes and looked at her with a smile. "Love" he said, his voice smooth, "we're not being threatened by the Mafia." he let the words settle in the air for a second. "We are the Mafia." • • • _______________________________________________________ ⚠️ DISCLAIMER ⚠️ Mentions of abuse, violence, harsh language, bad mental health, and light depression! Also, I don't own any of the photos! • • • ENGLISH IS NOT MY MOTHER LANGUAGE, I'M SORRY FOR ANY GRAMMATICAL OR VOCABULARY MISTAKES! • • • Please read 'Before You Read' in the first character chap! It's very important! • • • Started: October 4th, 2020 Finished: March 6th, 2021