Harman's world is small, just him and his little daughter Purvi. Being a single father isn't easy, but Purvi's giggles, stubbornness, and tiny hugs make every struggle worth it. She is his whole universe... his reason to smile after every exhausting day. Their life is simple, chaotic, and full of adorable father-daughter moments... until Anchal enters their lives. Anchal, a girl from Bihar, comes to the city looking for a fresh start. Carrying insecurities about her weight and constantly doubting herself, she rents a room in Harman's house as a paying guest. What she doesn't expect... is a tiny tornado named Purvi. Within days, Purvi claims Anchal as her person....dragging her into bedtime stories, snack time, and kindergarten dramas. Soon the quiet house is filled with laughter, playful arguments, and Purvi's daily complaints about her class rival Rihan. As days pass, the line between tenant and family slowly fades. Harman begins to notice how the house feels warmer when Anchal is around. Purvi has already made up her mind... But Anchal still believes she is only temporary in their lives. Between adorable childhood rivalries, heartfelt moments, and unexpected laughter, this story is about love finding its way into the most unexpected home. A heartwarming romance-comedy filled with cute chaos, healing hearts, and one little girl who might just be the best matchmaker of all.

A fierce princess. A ruthless Mughal king. Bound by a cold, political marriage neither wants. In ancient India's royal courts, love will have to fight through silence, fire, and forbidden desire. Historical romance. Slow burn. Dark passion. _____________________ The courtier had laughed. Too loud. Too long. And Siyamika had smiled-just for a moment, just out of politeness. But that was enough. Later that night, the palace corridors whispered with the sound of heavy footsteps. Her chamber door slammed shut. She barely had time to rise before he was in front of her. Zayyan. Cloaked in emerald, his jaw tight, eyes burning with something she couldn't name-but it wasn't cold. Not this time. "Was he amusing, rajkumari?" His voice was quiet. Deadly. "Did his jokes warm your lonely little evenings?" Siyamika stepped back, her spine brushing the carved pillar behind her bed. "I only smiled. It was-" "Too much," he growled. "Too soft. Too pretty. Too tempting." He reached for her chin, fingers curling firm, almost rough. She gasped-more from the closeness than the grip. "You are mine." "And if I have to remind you..." his gaze dropped to her lips, "...I will." _____________________________ Then he kissed her. Not with affection. Not with tenderness With anger. With control. With punishment. Her hands pushed at his chest-resisting, struggling-but he didn't move. Didn't stop until he had tasted every ounce of the fire he tried to bury. When he finally pulled away, his breath was ragged. Hers was stolen. "Let that be your last smile for another man," he said, voice like thunder. "Or next time, I won't stop there."

When Alaia married the billionaire, Agastya Singhania, she was okay to be stepped in a loveless marriage. She knew from the start that she'd always be the Unloved Bride but then what about the soft corner that she's going to develop for her husband? Will she ever be loved even if she loves him with all her heart? Will she ever be enough? How can she be okay with the fact that her husband is still in love with his girlfriend who's dead?

𝐒𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐃𝐀𝐙𝐄 𝐃𝐔𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘 - 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 ❝People say a happy childhood can cure one's lifetime but an unhappy childhood can take a whole lifetime to cure.❞ In a world where happiness is elusive and doubts cloud every decision, ANIKA KASHYAP believes life is like a Bollywood movie. 𝘒𝘺𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘢? 𝘗𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘢𝘩𝘪 𝘢𝘢𝘺𝘪 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨? 𝘛𝘰𝘩 𝘣𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘢! 𝘛𝘶𝘮𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘢𝘱𝘯𝘪 𝘬𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘪 𝘩𝘪 𝘵𝘰𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘪. (What happened? Didn't like the ending? Then change it! It's your own story after all) Overwhelmed by career choices and self-doubt, her life has been a series of bright days overshadowed by darker moments. Until her brother's best friend enters her life and becomes a beacon of tranquillity amidst her life's chaos. ADVIK MALHOTRA is a 22-year-old bachelor who carries the weight of the world on his shoulders. Calm, composed, and shy that's how people describe him. You never know what's going on in his stupid brain or what he's going to do next but one thing's for sure, his bike is always included! What happens when a teenage girl who is confused by her life choices meets someone who's confused with life? Anika's brother entrusts his best friend to watch over his little sister during his absence. And Anika finds herself drawn to Advik in ways she doesn't quite understand. But sometimes we fall in love at a young age, not having a clue of what it is, only to realize too late that innocence can't withstand the harsh realities of life [ English translations available! ] ────────────────── ⊹ t r o p e s - brother's best friend - age gap - biker bf - sunshine × sunshine protector - desi romance ╰┈➤ A fluff romance by @reisshelf on Wattpad started : 01012024

An Arranged Marriage | A Broken King | A Shattered Queen | A Second Chance at Love Raghav Raghuvanshi - the aloof, cold-hearted upcoming king of Rajasthan - has only one soft corner left in his life: his three-month-old son. After a loveless marriage and a betrayal that shook his soul, Raghav built walls no one could break. Enter Siya Sharma - a simple government school teacher with a haunted past of her own. Plagued by panic attacks and shadows she can't escape, Siya never imagined her fate would tie her to a man as emotionally distant as Raghav. But destiny has its own plans. When Siya becomes the chosen bride in a last-minute twist of fate, she's thrust into a royal palace full of secrets, scars, and silent hearts. Can two broken souls, both too scared to trust, find healing in each other? Can a child's innocent smile bridge the gap between a guarded father and a wounded bride? And when past secrets resurface, will their silent hearts finally learn to speak the language of love? A story of emotional healing, slow-burn romance, and whispered promises - Silent Hearts will leave you breathless and teary-eyed.

The story unfolds the sweet tender moments of Rishabh and Paridhi, how their love blossoms, during and after their (arranged love) marriage. Paridhi is a sweet and kind soul, the perfect sanskari girl, shy and polite, she is 24 and working as a graphic designer. Rishabh is the average nerdy guy, an architect and someone who never in his life of 27 years had a girlfriend but always manifested a loving partner. How will these two shy and introverted souls carry their marriage and what will be their story? To know more follow "Dheere Dheere Se" _________________________________________ Rishabh carried me towards the bed and slowly placed our bodies without breaking the contact. "This was a little difficult to do" he said breathlessly. I giggled and asked "who asked you to carry me all the way round then?" Sliding next to me he spoke "You always told me about your book men who carry their women, I wanted to try the same with my woman" I couldn't stop the huge grin that took over my face and pecked on his lips, pulling my body over him. Looking at my amused face he asked "what?" "Nothing. You're just adorable" I said playing with his fluffy hair, halfly lying on his body. "Am I?" He asked teasingly "Umm-hmm" Our eyes locked together, and he brought his head upwards towards me while I captured his lips with mine. Longing, desperation, tiredness all turned into warmth, coziness and us. He rolled our bodies together and I was in the bed now while he topped me. I was waiting for him to make the move. My breath getting heavier, it was a long day, a long week actually exhaustion, sleepless nights and overworking but I was so prepared for him to devour me like the day after that movie. Instead Rishabh kissed my forehead. "I know you're tired, we don't have to do it now" saying he scooted on his side. He took my hands into his and threaded them together and we fell into a peaceful silence in each other's presence.

Hadiya Hafiz was asked by her brother to marry his best friend; Daivik Dewan. Hadiya had suffered all her life and she had no hope with this marriage either. Meanwhile, Daivik agreed to marry her out of pity. What will happen when he gets to know about her wife's past which had nothing but pain? How far will he go to save her from her demons? Will he ever be able to love her or she'll always remain uncherished?

Disclaimer: it is not a Talwiinder Fanfic. He is just an inspiration of the character. When a 'psychopath' with a 'green flag' falls deeply in love, the consequences are unpredictable. ~Book 1 of "Rhythm" series Meet Darr, the enigmatic superstar singer who strikes fear into the hearts of many. Nevertheless his outrageous fame, nobody has ever seen his face as he hides it with an intimidating skeleton zombie face paint. Despite being the object of desire for thousands of fans, Darr's heart belongs to one person alone - Iffatpreet. His overwhelming fame and adoration from the public pale in comparison to his all-consuming desire for her. In a world where everyone wants a piece of him, he only yearns for her love and attention. This college student and die-hard fan is oblivious to Darr's affections, but her daily routine revolves around his music, blasting his songs on full volume through her airpods. Little does she know her favourite singer is her... (Shh..stalker) --------------- "She's my perfect rhythm." ~ Stalker Psycho Romance

She likes cappuccinos. He likes chai in steel tumblers. She knows hospital corridors. He knows mountain trails. Adrija Pandey has spent her whole life in Dehradun - surrounded by city chaos and the comfort of knowing every street by heart. She's a doctor, certain her love story will be nothing like the small-town romances her mother keeps hinting at. Agastya Joshi is an Indian Army officer from the quiet hills of Almora - the kind of man who can fix a roof in the rain, find the sweetest kaafal on the slopes, and loves to sleep under a sky full of stars. He's as theth pahadi as they come... and the last person Adrija expects to be paired with for an arranged marriage. But when two worlds - lattes and laaltains , collide and sparks fly in the most unexpected ways. Between misunderstandings, stolen glances, family drama, and the unmistakable charm of the mountains, Adrija begins to wonder... Maybe love isn't about where you're from. Maybe it's about where you're meant to belong. Now, between lattes and laaltains, Adrija must figure out if opposites just clash... or if they fall in love. "You belong in the city, Adrija." "Then why do the mountains feel like home... when you're there?" *********************************************** "So... where do we fit? In your city cafes or my mountain nights?" "Somewhere in between, Agastya...𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙖𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨."