✎ᝰ.𝐀 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 ⋆𖦹⋆ˎˊ˗ He was born for cricket. In the stadiums of his city, he was already a legend. Every swing of his bat - a warning. Every smirk - a challenge. 𝐓𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐧, the state's rising cricket star. Arrogant. Untouchable. Addicted to winning. And ? 𝐒𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 A fiery first-year media student with a pen sharp enough to cut egos - and the courage to question names that made others bow. She didn't chase stories. She exposed them. He was her assignment. She became his obsession. He hated her defiance. She hated his arrogance. They both refused to back down. Same college. Same battleground. Every encounter - 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓. Every glance - 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆. He doesn't lose. She doesn't bow And before the world knew his name, He made sure she never forgot it. She thought she was writing his story. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭. The stubborn, firecracker reporter who called him - "𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘁 𝗧𝘆𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁" and made the world see his cracks. Rules were broken. Lines were crossed. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 ────୨ৎ────

[ORPHAN X UNDERCOVER AGENT] Tara is a free spirited girl on whom life has never been easy. From being discarded on her first birthday to being thrown into adulthood without any disclosures and shelter. Tara has faced every phase of life by herself until one night where it all changed. But for better or for worse? In Hindu mythology, 'Tara' is associated with the planet Venus and is considered a protective deity. Will Tara be able to stand upon her name and be her protective deity or the venus will simply lose its spirit? Explicit Violence triggers are provided in the book.

Vani Dixit, the royal family's prodigy surgeon, revered for her groundbreaking skills and compassionate heart, unexpectedly saves a high-profile political leader from a near-fatal attack. This act thrusts her into the eye of a storm - secret enemies now hunt her to silence her forever. Assigned to protect her is Riaan Roy Kapoor, a mysterious and highly skilled RAW agent undercover as her personal security. Both harbor secrets, but as the shadows close in, they must learn to trust each other to survive. And in that fragile trust, a fierce and forbidden love ignites.

"𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘦?" 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵. 𝘏𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘥. "𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺, 𝘮𝘶𝘫𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘩𝘪 𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘢. 𝘔𝘶𝘫𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘢𝘫 𝘬𝘢𝘭 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘪 𝘣𝘢𝘢𝘵 𝘬𝘢 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘩𝘪 𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘵𝘢." 🦋 Life as a medical resident is already hard for Poorvi. It gets more complicated when she crosses paths with an old classmate, who's now a bollywood star. Samar is already too cheeky for her liking, and drama follows him everywhere. Poorvi finds herself unsure if she's more annoyed by his fame or by how much he's starting to grow on her. After getting his name on three blockbusters in a year, Samar involuntarily lands himself in a hospital. But somehow, the doctor treating him seems to be doing more for his recovery than any IV drip could. Poorvi is all about rules, boundaries, and keeping her private life exactly that: private. Samar thrives in the spotlight, where boundaries blur and emotions often spill over. Doctors are too busy to date, and actors apparently never commit. 🦋 𝘛𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘴: 𝘈𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘹 𝘋𝘰𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘙𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘎𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘺 𝘹 𝘚𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘖𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘈𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘏𝘦 𝘍𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘍𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘊𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 Trigger Warning: Eating Disorder, Depression, Suicidal Ideation, Abuse, Cheating (not between main characters)

AN ARRANGED MARRIAGE LOVE STORY.

I finally found him. And this time, he can't escape-not before I get my answers. But the truth doesn't just cut deep-it eviscerates me. Because in his story, I am not the victim. I am the villain. The monster who set his world on fire just to play in it's ashes. And now, as I kneel before him, stripped of pride, begging for redemption, all he has for me is hate. Cold, raw, merciless hate. He wants to break me. Ruin me. Destroy me in ways I never imagined. And by any means, anything for my obsession. My Kairos. I'll let him carve his vengeance into my skin, tear me apart piece by piece-until there's nothing left of me but the wreckage of his rage. Because he can ruin me. He can rip me to shreds. He can kill me, and I will still crawl back to him. I am his sickness. His curse. His obsession. ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ There's no owd or cheating trope involved!

#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞 ✦ 𝐀 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𓂃⋆.˚ She was light-too blinding, too pure for a man like him. He was darkness-cursed, dangerous, and utterly obsessed. He was a man of power, feared and worshipped in the same breath, ruling over the world of shadows where morality was a myth and sin was the only language spoken. Love? That was for the weak. He didn't do love. He didn't believe in innocence. Until her. She was untouched by the darkness he thrived in-a vision of purity, a forbidden fruit he had no right to crave. But the devil had never been one to deny himself temptation. And she... she was his greatest one. She should have run. He told her to. Instead, she stayed, unaware that the moment she stepped into his world, she became his. His to ruin. His to cherish. His purest sin. And now, even if heaven came calling-he'd rather burn than let her go.

He was the country's rising cricket star-loved, celebrated, untouchable. I was just another face in the crowd, one fan among thousands who screamed his name. But in a single glance, under the blinding stadium lights, something shifted. He caught my eyes-and I caught his heart. Between roaring crowds and silent nights, between fame and fear, he chose me. But what happens when the world discovers that the nation's golden boy has fallen for an ordinary girl? Because in cricket, every catch counts. And this time... I might just be his 𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝘾𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝. --- They call me the nation's golden boy. Every run I score, every match I win, is celebrated like a festival. Millions cheer for me- but at the end of the day, I'm just another boy standing alone in the middle of a crowded stadium. And then I saw her. One face, hidden in thousands. One pair of eyes that didn't look at me like I was a hero, but like I was simply... me. She was never supposed to matter. She was just a fan. But the truth? The moment our eyes met, I knew the game had already changed. Because this time, I wasn't playing for the crowd. 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧.