"You should hate me.." "I'm trying to...it's hard to hate you when you keep saving my ass like this..." || Akana Akatsuki is the successor of the infamous Demon Hashira, whom was executed for treason against the Corps along with her entire clan. Cursed to carry the weight of her mother's sins, Akana wants nothing more than to prove those who doubt her wrong but it's easier said than done when old and new memories begin to resurface and she begins to question what her purpose actually is. Violence, sarcastic comments, a smidge of 4th wall breaking and of course romance. Top Ranks: #1 rengokukyojuro #2 demonslayerfanfiction #2 slayer #1 inosuke

He shut every door of hope for her... only to become the last door she could knock on. Kanak Agarwal, an Indian Army Captain, is accused of betraying her country, an accusation that costs the nation its finest officer, Captain Shashwat Rajvansh. Hated and misunderstood since childhood, judged by everyone she ever met, Kanak still chose to rise, and to prove herself. Now, trapped under the weight of humiliation and false accusations, she struggles to keep herself from drowning. Just when she tries to surface, there is a hand that pushes her back into the depths... Vihaan Mittal, a reputed lawyer chosen to fight the case against her. Having recently faced the brutal truth about his own father, Vihaan’s faith in human nature has shattered completely. Regretting the mistake of trusting his father once again, he vows never to trust a snake twice. To him, people do not change, they only learn how to hide better. Vihaan feels foolish for ever believing in redemption. And when he watches his brother drown in guilt after losing his best friend, Vihaan decides to deliver justice.

"She tried to reach out the fallen star, the one still yearning for a ground called love." Born in a conservative family of UP, famous not for respect but for dangerous things, where women were nothing more than showpieces to be controlled and ordered. Shreevi Mishra never fit in. The more restrictions they put on her, the more she burned to break them. In a house where even listening to songs was a sin, she dared to dream of two impossible things, One, to become an actress. Two, to marry him. But him who? Yuvaan Shergill. Superstar. The calmest, sweetest, humblest man, at least, that's what the world believes. Or maybe that's just what he wants them to see. Afterall is is an actor. Because behind the fame and lights is a man scarred by bitter experiences, a man who has learned to see the world through one lens, money. With a typical mindset, he believes girls only want one thing from him, his wealth. And so, he has vowed to keep them far away. But when God said action, even he was unknown to his part of script. For the most money-minded girl he would ever meet was also the one who refused to leave his side. Shreevi Mishra, his craziest stalker, the girl with brown-crimson eyes who followed him everywhere. All Yuvaan wanted was to get rid of her. All she wanted was to make him fall for her...by hook or by crook.

𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟏 × 𝟐3 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: #𝟏 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 She saw him more than once. And every time, her heart betrayed her; racing, stumbling, fluttering like a caged butterfly chasing a memory. Her breath shortened, her chest tightened, and still, she said nothing. Because it wasn't her place. Because she was never meant to be seen. Until she was. Until the day she stood before him, not as a stranger in the crowd, but as his bride. The wrong bride. He had seen her before. Once in passing, her eyes barely a flicker in his peripheral vision, dismissed for a prettier pair. The second time, he saw her through a vow sealed in blood and duty. And rage erupted. Exacting. Demanding. She wasn't supposed to wear that dress. She wasn't supposed to carry his name. But now that she does... There's no turning back.

"Hello everyone, I'm your psychology professor, Agniv Kashyap. I want all of you to please stand up and introduce yourselves," he said with a smile. One by one, everyone began introducing themselves. When it was her turn, she stood up- "No need," he said absentmindedly She shot him a sharp glare, and he looked back at her with pleading eyes, silently asking her to stay quiet "Uh... I mean, there's no need for any more introductions, We hardly have ten minutes left, and I want to explain something very important to you all, he quickly corrected himself, clearing his throat. He stole one last glance at her and caught her giving him a deadly stare. Swallowing nervously, he turned toward the whiteboard, while she hid her face behind her book. "This story might seem unrealistic or illogical to some readers, but please remember - it is purely fictional and written for entertainment only."

BOOK 1 OF DESIRE SERIES Ayansh Rathore was a name that echoed through the halls of every hospital and operating room across the city. As a renowned heart surgeon, his reputation was built not only on his unmatched skill but also on his unyielding dedication to the art of saving lives. His hands, steady and precise, had worked miracles on patients who had once been deemed beyond help. Yet, it wasn't just his technical expertise that set him apart; it was his ability to remain calm under the most intense pressure, making life-or-death decisions with a clarity that only comes from years of experience. Ishika Chauhan. Known as the "Sunshine Police," she was not just an enforcer of law but a beacon of hope for many. With a warm smile and an unwavering sense of justice, Ishika patrolled the streets, ensuring safety while spreading positivity. She believed that policing wasn't just about arrests and investigations-it was about understanding people, uplifting communities, and being the light in someone's darkest moment.For Ishika, wearing the badge wasn't just a duty-it was a promise to protect, to serve, and to bring sunshine wherever she went. What happens when both of them are tied in a unwanted and sudden arrangement which leads them to fall in love with each other slowly!! Come lets dive into the story of a surgeon and a police!!!!!

"How dare you!!!" She screamed. And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing, because the next moment, he hissed, "Congratulations. That slap is just going to make you my wife." 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | Romantic-Thriller

A collection of short stories woven with love, hope, and healing - where every tale touches the heart, every character feels real, and every ending leaves behind a little warmth.

"You and I were a daydream I took too far." PART 1 𝐘𝐮𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 (17) -He thought he was 'too cool' to fall in love with someone. 𝐈𝐫𝐚 𝐃𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐧 (17) -And she thought she was 'too difficult' to fall in love with.