Avyaan Vedang Vishwanathan "He never believed in love. Until she became his wife. Now he believes in nothing else but owning her." ............ Udita Avyaan Vishwanathan. "He felt like danger... but for once, I wasn't afraid. I wanted to fall-if it meant falling into him." ....................... Join the beautiful journey of Avyaan and Udita finding their peace in each other

When Ark Brook begins his new job at one of the country's most powerful firms, he expects long hours and impossible demands. What he doesn't expect is Agatha Strong, a CEO whose cold authority and piercing gaze strip him bare in ways he cannot explain. Each command she gives chips away at his defenses. Each "Yes, Ms. Strong" draws him deeper into a game he doesn't yet understand. Caught between fear and fascination, Ark finds himself bending to her will, surrendering piece by piece - until obedience becomes something far more dangerous than employment. Owning Ark is a story of power, control, and the quiet unraveling of a man who discovers that true submission begins long before the word is spoken.

༺ ★ ✅ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 ✅★ ༻ ▣ 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ▣ ﹟ 𝟏 story out of 𝟐𝟔𝟔𝐊 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ﹟ 𝟏 usa out of 𝟐𝟓𝐊 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ﹟ 𝟏 wattpaddrama ﹟ 𝟐 wattpadstory ﹟ 𝟑 lovesquare ﹟ 𝟒 wattpadoriginal ﹟ 𝟐 wattpadlovestory 🌪️ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬. 𝐇𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬. 𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 ⚡ 7 years later... ➵ He's engaged to her step-sister, and the past is knocking louder than ever. Because the most dangerous thing geniuses can do... 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥. ༺ ★ ˚ ⋆ ˚ ❀ ˚ ⋆ ˚ ★ ༻ 𝗛𝗮𝘃𝗶𝘀𝗵: "Are you... engaged to Adiraj?" 𝗔𝗶𝗿𝗮: "Yeah. He proposed last night." 𝗛𝗮𝘃𝗶𝘀𝗵: "Did you say yes to him? Ready to marry Adiraj while I'm still here, for you?" 𝗔𝗶𝗿𝗮: "Of course I did. You saw the ring. You saw him leave my room. I've started a new life." 𝗛𝗮𝘃𝗶𝘀𝗵: "It still matters to me. You're the only woman I've ever loved. Seven years I pretended I was fine, I wasn't. If you truly love him, say it to my face." 𝗔𝗶𝗿𝗮: "I spent the night with him. You still want me?" 𝗛𝗮𝘃𝗶𝘀𝗵: "Yes. I want this Aira; exactly like this. Nothing changes that." 𝗔𝗶𝗿𝗮: "Havish-" 𝗛𝗮𝘃𝗶𝘀𝗵: "Please. Give me a chance." 🔥 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 🔥 ˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚˚ ❥ Stoic vs. Empathetic ✓ ❥ Green flag MMC ✓ ❥ Surprise Pregnancy ✓ ❥ Prodigy Burden ✓ ❥ Forbidden Night ✓ ❥ First Love ✓ ❥ He Falls First, She Realizes Later ✓

#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 ✮⋆˙ 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ✮ ⋆˙ "And since you mentioned I'm Agnihotri, you should know the powers I possess." My throat went dry as he spoke, and my heart filled with frustration towards him. He's too skilled with words, and on top of that,he claims to be the supreme power, and he is. I lowered my gaze again, unable to bear looking at him. With his finger under my chin, he lifted my eyes to meet his, his hazel eyes engulfing me with realizations of the wrongs I'm getting involved in. He murmured, "Let me enjoy gazing at you." I couldn't help but reply, "I'm not a sight for you to gaze upon." My voice was low, lacking my usual confidence but still enough to assert that he couldn't dominate me. "You are not just a sight to behold but the most exquisite creation of the universe." ✧ Fixing an alliance seems simple, doesn't it? Two parties coming together, shaking hands, promising cooperation. But what if I told you it's not that straightforward? What if I told you it could all be the beginning of destruction, the inevitable ache? Welcome to a world where nothing is as it seems. Where trust is a luxury few can afford, and betrayal lurks in every shadow. To truly understand the game of 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 being played, you need to delve into the depths of this book. A mere trailer, a prologue, a blurb-those won't suffice. You must immerse yourself in the twists and turns of the tale. It will ruin your mental health. So, are you ready to step into the web of alliances, where every step could lead to triumph or tragedy? The choice is yours. Enter if you dare. [Translations are available for Hindi dialogues.]

'Maanvi Arora' and 'Sharanya Bisht', whose lives are completely different from each other. But if the life is different, the luck should also be different, it is not necessary! Their lives may be completely different from each other, but their destinies are bound. And the person who connects their fate is 'Niskarsh Bedi'. 'Niskarsh Bedi', the younger son of the Bedi family who lives miles away from his family in Canada. Maanvi Arora, who is engaged to Niskarsh's elder brother Abhimaan Bedi, who hates Niskarsh. Nearly fifteen years later, Niskarsh has returned to India, taking Maanvi who had gone to Canada two years back for studies. But on seeing Manvi, both the Bedi family and the Arora family were stunned. What such change has happened inside Manvi in these two years, which has surprised everyone? Why does Abhimaan hate his own brother Niskarsh? And, why was Niskarsh living in Canada away from his family for fifteen years? And who is Sharanya? After all, how is her fate intertwined with Manvi's? All rights reserved by me @Satyanshi_Sinha.

Kavya never expected to find her place at the prestigious Delhi International School, but then she met Reyansh Malhotra. What started as a chance encounter in the corridor blossomed into an unbreakable friendship that became the envy of their entire school. For three years, they were inseparable-sharing dreams, secrets, and a bond so deep that Kavya began to see their friendship through rose-colored glasses. As Class XII approaches its end, Kavya realizes her feelings have grown beyond friendship. Watching Reyansh laugh with her, walk her to the local bus stop every day while his family's driver waited with their BMW, and treat her like she's the most important person in his world, she decides to take the leap and confess her love. But on the day she plans to open her heart, Kavya witnesses Reyansh asking Sanya-the popular, wealthy girl she can't stand-to be his date for the farewell party. Heartbroken and hiding behind the school pillars, Kavya overhears a conversation that destroys everything she believed about their friendship. To his friends questioning why he'd never consider dating Kavya, Reyansh's response is devastating: she's from a middle-class family on merit scholarship while he's from South Delhi elite society. Their "standards are too different," and being with her would hurt his reputation in their social circle. To him, she's nothing more than a charity case-his good deed, not his equal. In one crushing moment, Kavya discovers that three years of what she thought was genuine friendship was just pity from a rich boy playing the noble savior. Some hearts aren't meant to be given away, and some truths, once heard, can never be forgotten. A story about friendship, betrayal, class differences, and the painful lesson that love doesn't always conquer the divide between South Delhi mansions and middle-class apartments. COMPLETE ON SCROLLSTACK

˙⋆✮ 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅. ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── "Bataiye, kon hai hum aapke?" she cried, broken. In two strides he reached her, grabbed her arm, and turned her around sharply, pulling her into his arms. His arms locked around her trembling body as if he'd never let her go. "Jaan ho tum meri," He whispered harshly against her hair, hugging her tighter as she wept into his chest. *************** Three fucking years since she left. And yet, it feels like yesterday. I didn't stop her. I watched her pack. Silent. Cold. Pretending like I didn't care. Like her walking out of the door wasn't tearing something apart inside me. Maybe I thought if I didn't beg, if I didn't plead, I'd come off stronger. But all I did was let the only woman I ever loved slip through my fingers. And every goddamn day since, I've been living with that choice.

𝐙𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐝 is bold, fiery, and fiercely independent. She thrives on challenges, especially against her rival Zayden, and answers to no one but her family. ━━༺✿༻━━ 𝐙𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐨𝐧 is a confident, powerful force who thrives on competition. He clashes with his rival Zara but hides a vulnerable side beneath his tough exterior. ━━༺✿༻━━ Zara Ashford and Zayden Drakon have always been fierce rivals, their fiery clashes sparking tension and competition at every turn. When an arranged marriage binds them together, their animosity takes a new form, igniting a dangerous chemistry neither can ignore. As they navigate their tumultuous relationship, both struggle with their strong egos and stubborn pride. What begins as a battle of wills soon reveals deeper emotions, forcing them to confront their unspoken feelings. Will they surrender to the undeniable attraction, or will their fierce rivalry keep them locked in a cycle of conflict? In a story where passion collides with pride, Zara and Zayden must decide if they can turn their enemies-to-lovers dynamic into something real. ━━༺✿༻━━ ~𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬~ •Enemies with benefits •Red Flag × Red Flag •Contract Marriage •Elder son × Elder daughter •Fashion designer × Actress •Ego×Ego •Dark Romance ━━༺✿༻━━ This is my original work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Please do not copy.

✧It all started with a slap✧ 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒊 𝑺𝒆𝒉𝒈𝒂𝒍 She is beautiful, smart, and an introvert who has no problem putting others in their proper places. She is selfless and compassionate and prioritises others before herself. She is trying to move on from her past. What occurs when she encounters someone who possesses every trait she finds repulsive? 𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒓𝒂 𝑲𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒐𝒓 He is the CEO of the Kapoor Group of Companies. He is a self-centred, good-looking, and physically appealing man. He is stuck in the past. What will happen when he finally meets the woman he has only ever dreamed about? "𝙎𝙤❟ 𝙍𝙪𝙙𝙧𝙖❟ 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙜𝙞𝙛𝙩?" 𝙄 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙨𝙠 𝙝𝙞𝙢｡ "𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩❟ 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜? 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙩❟ 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨❟" 𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙭𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮❟ 𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙙｡ "𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚❟" 𝙄 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙❟ 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙖𝙙 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨❟ 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙙｡ ➛ When two individuals with problematic histories meet, what happens? ➛ Will they make it to the end? ➛ Will they mend or destroy each other? Join this journey filled with a tone of drama, love and some goofy dialogue, with a sprinkle of smut. **vote, share and comment** © 2023 by Vasuki Sameer All rights are reserved.