(Can read Standalone) 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐲, 𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐚𝐝𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐯𝐮𝐥𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬: • 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 • 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐲 • 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 • 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭, 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞. 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞

Ishaan Awasthi : A 31-years-old, married his boss's sister to escape him, unaware he had just signed himself up for a lifetime headache. Dhrithika Raizaada : A 22-years-old, married her brother's PA on an agreement of a few months to regain her brother's trust. She was storm carrying old wounds, a short temper, and emotions she never knew how to handle. He was calm like flowing water, patient enough to soothe storms he never created. Dhrithika had grown up surrounded by luxury, where money solved most problems and comfort was never a privilege. Ishaan's world was smaller, simpler, built on hard work and quiet sacrifices. Will a girl who had everything learn to belong in a life that had so little? Will this marriage survive once the agreement ends, or will they walk away as strangers, exactly as they had planned from the beginning?

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 - 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝, 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 - 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐭 - 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬... 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞? 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡. 𝐈𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭.

#𝟓 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 They said grief changes people. But I remember when I looked at him, he didn't look broken. He looked awakened. Like a man who had finally found a reason to breathe again. Unfortunately, that reason was me. There's nothing loud about him. Forget raising his voice he barely speaks unless he has to. He just watches quietly, like a wolf waiting for its prey to stop running. When a man like him decides you're his, he doesn't need to say a word. He didn't have to touch me to make me feel trapped. He just had to look. And maybe that's what chains really are...not metal or rope, but the slow suffocation of being seen, claimed, and never asked if you wanted to be free. If the girl I was four years ago had seen who I am today, she would have laughed at herself, completely unaware that one day she would herself say that: Arhaan Mirza is my fate, my curse, my damnation and the chains of desire my soul refuses to break free from. ~ Arhaan X Eyana

✨A man who has everything, drawn to the girl no one sees✨ Yashvika has always believed that love-at least the kind that makes your heart race-is for girls who turn heads. She isn't one of them. Smart? Yes. Ambitious? Absolutely. But desirable? The dating apps say otherwise. Her brief attempt at modern dating? A disaster. Bumble only confirmed what she feared: Maybe love just isn't for girls like her. But at an upcoming economic summit, she finds herself drawn to a name she's only seen in research papers-Yugveer Singha. Economist, strategist, untouchable. She's studied his theories, critiqued his arguments, but nothing prepares her for seeing him in person. Because if intelligence could be magnetic, he's the proof. But what place does she have in a world of men like him? And if attraction is just another transaction, what does she even have to offer? This isn't a romance novel. Men like him don't notice women like her. Or do they? ✨ Tropes & Themes That Will Have You Hooked: 🔥 "He's out of my league" meets "She's unlike anyone he's ever met." 📝 Slow Burn & Intellectual Chemistry - Before hearts race, minds must collide. 💰 Powerful, Untouchable Male Lead. 💔 Beauty vs. Worth 👀 The One Who Sees Her 🎭 Opposites in Public, Magnetic in Private - She blends into the crowd; he stands above it. But behind closed doors? Everything changes. 🖤 Grumpy Meets Guarded ✨ Age Gap

Banaras never sleeps. The streets are full of noise, fear, and shadows. He had a past full of blood and secrets. She had a heart full of life. Jeevika- "Pehli nazar mein... itna kareeb aata hua mehsoos hua. Dusri nazar mein... kahin yeh Yuvan Shekhawat humari jaan na le le." Yuvan- "Main dekh leta hoon... aur jo meri nazar se bach jaaye, woh shayad zinda rahe." And somewhere between the two, a story was beginning, a story neither of them could escape.

[PARTITION ROMANCE] 18+ She is a mute. He is a politician. And 1947 is burning around them. After surviving a brutal assault and losing her only family, Vrishty, a voiceless Hindu girl, is left alone in a town tearing itself apart. Hunted by the man who first claimed her, she hides in silence, until Meer, an emerging Muslim politician, becomes the only barrier between her and the chaos outside. Bound by guilt and an unexpected pull, Meer begins to realise his vicinity with the girl. But the nation which divided amongst the communal hate, will it be able to save these burning interfaith hearts, alive? __________________________ "In Islam" he continued quietly. "You cannot marry unless both agree... and unless both are Muslim" His expression twisted, a deep aching conflict. I shook my head, looking at him. As if almost pleading him. Noo...please....

They say time heals all wounds, but for Anagha, time has only turned her grief into a habit. At 35, Anagha has built a life that looks perfect on paper. A successful career in data analytics, and a beautiful daughter, Lara. To the outside world, she is the picture of composure. But inside, she is a ghost in her own home. Six years ago, she walked away from Viraj Singha. A 38 year old, high-powered CIO and partner at a top firm, Viraj was never the "villain" of her story. He was a provider, a protector, and a partner who shared every responsibility. Their three-year marriage was quiet, respectful, and functional. But it was a house without a fire. He was a man who remained a stranger even in their most intimate moments, leaving Anagha to navigate a longing that was never satisfied. Now, she moves through a city that never sleeps, carrying the secret weight of a love that was never fully hers. In the patterns of her data and the silence of her apartment, Anagha is beginning to realize: some ghosts don't haunt houses. They haunt the people left behind. #Singlemother #Divorce #SecondChance #EmotionalAngst #IndianRomance