She is just a girl; she always wonders, meanwhile for him, she is a celestial grace. It means she has a heavenly beauty, like an angel or a goddess. Something rare and beautiful, like the stars in the night sky. She is too hard to love, and people choose not to, but him loving her deeply in every possible way makes her feel like she isn't too hard to love for him. She doesn't like him or hate him either, meanwhile, he lives his life just to make her feel loved. She chooses to give up when she is jealous, meanwhile, he owns her in a way that even in his absence, people mention their names together. She teases him with Sanskrit nicknames, so he made one for her, even though he doesn't know Sanskrit. He is a stone, people say, but for her, he is the softest person who just acts like a demon because the world made him feel like one. She overthinks a lot, while he over-explains a lot. He loves her, and she loves to hear him say it every day. He is too easy to make jealous, and she loves to do that over and over again. "Suniye Prannath," she called, teasing him with a Sanskrit nickname. "Sunaiye Prandharini," he created a beautiful nickname for her. "Aapke bina jee nahi paayenge hum," she said, looking into his eyes. "Hume toh aapko apni nazaron ke saamne dekhe bina... marna bhi manzoor nahi," he said and kissed her forehead. "She is just a maid..." she tried to explain. "And I'm just jealous," he confessed. "Main galat hoon par... main kiski hoon?" she said, making innocent faces. "Meri," he said. "Haan toh, galti bhi aapki hui na," she said, and he didn't know whether to be angry or laugh. __________________________________________________________________________________ ~Trophes~ Chaotic couple Sunshine × Grumpy He fell first, and she fell harder Love at First Sight Arranged × Forced marriage Innocent FMC Shameless MMC

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬... 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐭.

𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐌𝐔𝐊𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐌𝐘 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄,𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄,𝐌𝐘 𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐗𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐌,𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄? 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋

BOOK ONE OF FATED HEARTS SERIES (can be read standalone) "I will live here as the daughter-in-law of this family," she said, each word crisp and deliberate. "I'll fulfill every responsibility they expect from me. But never as your wife. Not in the way you think." "And don't worry," she added, her tone suddenly colder, a hint of cruel finality slipping into her voice.."You'll be the one asking for a divorce soon enough." "That's never going to happen," he said, his voice low and firm. "There's no way I'll ever let you walk away from me. Not now. Not after you've become mine." _ 𝗡𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗮 𝗦𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗮 - 25 years old A medical intern who once dreamed of becoming a doctor just like her mother because she loved her mother deeply. But everything changed when her mother walked out of their home, leaving Naintara behind when she was only seventeen. She never received the love she truly longed for. 𝗥𝘂𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝗔𝗴𝗻𝗶𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗿𝗶 - 30 years old A renowned heart surgeon who never even wanted to become a doctor in the first place. He lost the person he loved the most when he was just sixteen. That loss changed him forever. Silence replaced everything inside him. Work became his only priority. Two broken souls. One collision of destiny. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗔𝗻𝗱... It isn't just their hearts that are connected; their pasts are wound around each other in ways neither of them can imagine. And when the truth finally surfaces, it will rewrite everything they ever believed. _ ‎He fell first. For him, love means Naintara. But she doesn't believe in love; love means nothing to her! ‎On their wedding night itself, she told him not to expect anything from her. ‎ ‎Will they be able to live together? ‎Will she ever accept him as her husband?

Scene one- She pick her phone and handbag, then stand in front of me, head high,eyes challenging, little smile and says "𝗟𝗲𝘁'𝘀 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝗮 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲, 𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝘂𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗶𝘅 𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀, 𝗜 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂" She leaves, hips swaying, completely aware of the effect she has. My breath hitches. No. Stop. Control yourself, Scene two- As I am entering, I see that fucker shouting ,pointing directly at my wifey. "Who the hell are you hnnn" "𝗠𝗿𝘀 𝗜𝗣𝗦 𝗠𝗿𝘀 𝗔𝗯𝗵𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗵𝘂" I replies in cold voice sending a shiver down his spine. With three long steps, I reach him and punch that fucker three times and tell mumma and bunny to go in. But to my shock, my biwi take two steps ahead and kick that fucker hard at most sensitive area with her heels . With a smiling face she move in. Scene 3- He close his eyes, breathing unevenly, my name escaping from his mouth at end. "𝗙𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝗯𝘂𝗻𝗻𝘆" Leaving his hand, taking two steps back, arms cross, in low and teasing voice, I speak up "𝗕𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗷𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵" He open his dark eyes , stare at me shamelessly, finally speak up "𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝗲" I chuckle, and move ahead.Placing my feet softly over his feet,closing the distance to his ear, sending a soft breath teasingly near his ear and whisper, "𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻, 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗶𝗴 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆" He stand there, System hange 440 volt ka jatka Banda out of planet Please don't judge my book, it's my first book. You need to read till chapter 12 for all above scenes. Tropes- IPS Officer × Professor Mature × Childish Arranged Marriage He Fell First & Harder Strong fl

˖𓈒⋆｡˚ Rudra × Aarohi ˖𓈒⋆｡˚ ⟡ imperfectly perfect together ⟡ 🌸When destiny weaves two imperfect souls into one perfect story. This isn't the story you've read a hundred times .. where the charming boy falls for the pretty girl. This one's different. It's slower - yet passionate. Softer - yet fierce. Messier - yet real. Two imperfect souls - one with walls, the other with wounds - cross paths not by choice, but by something deeper... Destiny, maybe. It's not love at first sight. It's a feeling that grows in silence, in glances, in small unspoken things. A story of raw passion, of hearts that stumble, heal, and find their way back to each other - imperfectly perfect. If you crave a story that feels real - an arranged marriage slow-burn that unfolds with emotion, chaos, and quiet tenderness - then this story will feel like home. 💫 ꕤ Tropes that breathe inside this story ꕤ ˙⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆˙ • CEO × Government exam aspirant • mr. logical × ms. overthinker • mr. perfect × ms. clumsy • stoic soul × emotional heart • realist × dreamer • order × chaos • silent thinker × nervous talker • calm storm × restless breeze • cold coffee × warm chai • the one who doesn't believe in love × the one who still hopes for it • he hides his feelings × she can't hide hers • sharp mind × soft heart • ego × empathy • "i don't do love" × "but i still believe in it" ˙⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆˙

He was fire. She was the wind. And together, they could either destroy the world... or heal it. Rana Rudraksh Vardhan-Asia's most powerful businessman and the feared head of the Asian Mafia and the secret crowned prince of Vardhapur. He is untouchable, unbreakable, and cursed. Every woman who marries into the Vardhan bloodline dies within a year, and Rudraksh has embraced that darkness as his fate. Rivanya Bedi is his complete opposite-a compassionate soul with unshakable faith in Maa Gauri. Forced into marriage as a replacement for her step-sister, she is thrown into Rudraksh's world of blood, betrayal, and secrets that could burn her alive. But what she doesn't expect is the man behind the mask... the one whose pain runs deeper than the curse that haunts him. As Shiv meets Shakti, fire meets wind, and love collides with destiny, will their union receive the blessing of the gods? Or will Rudraksh and Rivanya be torn apart by the curse that has claimed every soul before hers? RUDRAVANYA - a story of love, power, and the divine war between fate and faith.

She says, tearfully, "No one loves me, why are you doing this? I'm a stranger to you. You've brought me here to use me, haven't you?" Her eyes are brimming with tears. He's shocked by her words, but then he gently wipes away her tears with a handkerchief, looking at her face, and says," aap humri jaan hai ,mohbbat ho gyi hai is dil ko aapse bas itna chahte hai ki aap hume apne is bade se dil me ek choti si jagah de " (You are my life. I've fallen in love with you. My heart only desires one thing from you - to give me a small place in your big heart) . . . . . Cover credit by @03myficational

"I didn't fall in love with her... I surrendered. And now, there's no part of me that doesn't belong to her." *°•.˜"*°• 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐲𝐚•°*"˜.•°*"˜ That wasn't just love. It was power. It was a king claiming his queen-in front of a kingdom that would now dare not question it.

"I can't believe you forgot to schedule that meeting, Raj!" he shouted into the phone, his voice cutting through the peaceful atmosphere. "This is the second time! If you can't handle your job, maybe I should find someone who can!" His words were harsh, each syllable dripped with irritation. His personal assistant stammered an apology, but Aarav was too enraged to listen. "You're fir-" he began, ready to fire him, but then the soft chime of Siya's payal reached his ears, cutting through his anger. It was a gentle sound, unlike the chaos of his work life, and it drew his attention away from the call. *************************************** Aarav Singh Rathore is a powerful 28-year-old CEO and ruler of Rajasthan. Known for being cold, rude, and quick to anger, Aarav is feared by everyone around him. He controls everything in his world, always protecting his family and making sure no one dares to disobey him. Siya Rajput is a sweet and caring 21-year-old who studies English Literature. Despite losing her parents and being treated poorly by her uncle and aunt, Siya stays positive and kind. However, she sometimes feels overwhelmed by her emotions, especially anger. When Aarav and Siya's worlds come together, will Aarav's cold heart soften? Or will Siya's gentle nature be tested by the challenges she faces?