Hello Readers!!! Here, your author is with another story...♡︎♡︎ . . "𝑫𝒊𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓?" "𝒀𝒆𝒔, 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒆.." . . 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘶𝘯, 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: 𝖱𝗎𝗁𝖺𝖺𝗇× 𝖠𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗁𝗂 𝖢𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖽𝗁𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖾𝗌× 𝖲𝗉𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾× 𝖫𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖥𝗈𝗋𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝖱𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝖢𝖤𝖮×𝖣𝗈𝖼𝗍𝗈𝗋 𝖦𝗋𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗒×𝖦𝗋𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗒 𝖲𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗉𝗅𝖾 Brother's bestfriend's brother 𝖠𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝖺𝗇𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗀𝖾

✎ᝰ.𝐀 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 ⋆𖦹⋆ˎˊ˗ He was born for cricket. In the stadiums of his city, he was already a legend. Every swing of his bat - a warning. Every smirk - a challenge. 𝐓𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐧, the state's rising cricket star. Arrogant. Untouchable. Addicted to winning. And ? 𝐒𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 A fiery first-year media student with a pen sharp enough to cut egos - and the courage to question names that made others bow. She didn't chase stories. She exposed them. He was her assignment. She became his obsession. He hated her defiance. She hated his arrogance. They both refused to back down. Same college. Same battleground. Every encounter - 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓. Every glance - 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆. He doesn't lose. She doesn't bow And before the world knew his name, He made sure she never forgot it. She thought she was writing his story. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭. The stubborn, firecracker reporter who called him - "𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘁 𝗧𝘆𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁" and made the world see his cracks. Rules were broken. Lines were crossed. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 ────୨ৎ────

💫 Lost Alone, Found Together Amayra has always carried a smile that hides her scars. Outwardly lively, bubbly, and full of dreams, she conceals a past that has broken her in ways no one truly knows. Reyansh, on the other hand, is a man of power and silence a perfectionist who built walls around his heart after love betrayed him long ago. Two people, seemingly opposite, are bound by fate when Amayra joins his company as an intern. Their worlds collide with friction, unspoken emotions, and unhealed wounds. He sees through her façade, she unsettles his carefully guarded heart. Both are lost in their own darkness she in her trauma, he in his loneliness. But life has a way of pulling two broken souls together. Through misunderstandings, confrontations, and the fear of love, they find themselves drawn closer than they ever intended. This is not just a story of love. It is a story of healing, of finding light in someone else's presence, and of realizing that sometimes... the person who feels like the wrong one is actually the one who makes you whole. ✨ Lost, Alone Found Together - when two broken hearts meet, they don't just fall in love, they rebuild each other. But the day Amayra walked into Reyansh's office, everything changed. Not instantly. Not easily. But completely. She wasn't meant to be there. He wasn't supposed to notice. But one look, and something shifted. Two lives. Two pasts. One unpredictable future. <Not every collision destroys-some create love. Their story begins soon. Stay tuned.> #02 @officeromance #15 @rudehero #10 @grumpyxsunshine #12 @rudehero #03 @officeromance #20 @boss #24 @Original #35 @rudehero

This is going be a Pakka tamil arranged marriage which will slowly turn into a full blown love story . A decent traditional family with a reputed background, searching bride for their first son , whose marriage delaying due to a single factor that is his job .... Another such family starting to search a groom for their daughter as soon as she completed her studies , who is reluctant to marry anyone .... Lets dive into this searching riot to see their full blown love story .

The book will be available until 23rd August. After that, it will only be available on Stck in the paid version. "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?

Their hate has no origin. They hate each other just cause. They were born to two best friends who would even give their own lives for each other. But but, these two give tough competition to their fathers. They would take each other's lives if need be. They studied in the same school, even in the same class till the age of eighteen only for her to move away for a few years. In these ten years, their lives changed drastically. Where he is known for his merciless punches, she is recognized by her fashion label. Despite being few months younger than him, she knows how to prevail over him, and he knows this just as well because he lets her. Would the love of adulthood overpower the hate of childhood? Would this distance simmer their hate or ignite a passion?

#1 in Doctor series "Doctor!!" A soft, warm, and euphonic voice of Dr. Ishaan came from very behind me. I whirled. "Hhaammppff" I gasped, finding him standing very, very, very close to me. I took a step back and stick my back with the table. His face was neutral but his eyes glistened similar to that of the tip of the iceberg on a sunny day. Placing his hands upon the table on either side of my body, and trapping me, he lowered his head, precisely near my left ear. "Did I say," he crooned softly, then raising his head and gazing deeply into my eyes, he shifted to my right ear... I gulped and started breathing heavily. With his left hand, he tucked my short, wavy hair strands behind the right ear. "That. You. Look. Elegant. In. Maroon," he complimented, and taking a few steps back gazing at me deeply, he turned around and... he wandered off leaving me numb. **** On her first day in a hospital as a postgraduate in General Surgery, Ishika Mishra was surprised to learn the truth that the man with whom she had a disrespectful encounter in front of her dad's factory was her senior Surgeon, Dr. Ishaan Sharma. Who is one big apathetic creature of the world and behaved like a stranger to her in the hospital? Though being kind-hearted, there was some distressing incident in Ishaan's past that impelled him to live a life of loneliness, seclusion, and unhappiness. For a girl with the essence of high spirit and zest, that was an indigestible fact. Hence to know him, to perceive him Ishika gets down to provoke him. Indeed, it leads Ishaan's temper to go to the peak of irritation. His flare-up comes out in form of either yelling at her or avoiding her. Howbeit, working in the same hospital and even department, situations bring them to stand in front of each other. Neither does she stop annoying him nor does he stop being arrogant with her. Nevertheless, their hearts enhance one strong emotion that eventually, leads them to seek each other.

#Book 1 in THE YOU SERIES ARMAAN X YARIKA 𝕾𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖆 𝖇𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖔𝖋 𝖘𝖚𝖓𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖊, 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖍𝖎𝖒, 𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖋. Armaan Veersingh is a ruthless and successful businessman-cold, calculated, and dangerously focused. As the sole heir of Aryka Law Firm, one of the most powerful legal empires in the world, he has two goals: Become the most formidable lawyer of his time... And destroy the girl who shattered him. Yarika Malhotra is a ray of sunshine in a world full of chaos. Kind-hearted and selfless, she pours her soul into her small bakery and the quiet life she's built. But when everything she holds dear is threatened, she's forced to seek help from the one man she never wanted to face again-the man who once owned her heart and now wants nothing more than revenge. When destiny forces their worlds to collide, old wounds resurface. Will hatred win, or will the past rewrite itself in unexpected ways? A story of second chances, unresolved pain, and a love that refuses to die. Join their journey to know what happens. TROPES • Lawyer x Baker •Childhood sweethearts •Grumpy x Sunshine •Misunderstanding •Office Romance •Second chance •Extremely possessive male lead •Touch her and die •lovers to enemies to lovers

✮⋆˙𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 '𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞' 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬✮⋆˙ -ˋˏ ༻Vedant x Arohi༺ ˎˊ- 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑎 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑎𝑙 𝑢𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑𝑙𝑦 𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑑𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑦 𝑔𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚 𝑟𝑒𝑗𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡. 𝑆𝑜, 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑘, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑜𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 " 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠" 𝑏𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑙𝑦, 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑜𝑢𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑜𝑓𝑓. 𝑇𝑜𝑜 𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑧𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑠ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑡𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑐𝑘 𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑏𝑒ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟. 𝑊ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑗𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑑𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙. Dive 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚. ──

"Do you regret kissing me, Ishika?" His voice dropped-dark, low, and possessive enough to steal the air from my lungs. My entire body froze. Not because I didn't know the answer- But because I did. My breath hitched, sharp and aching. Regret? God. If only he knew what that kiss did to me. His grip didn't loosen. His fingers dug gently into my wrist, grounding me to him, to the heat of his body pressed against my back. I could feel every inch of him-dangerous, intoxicating, magnetic. "Ishika," he rasped again, each syllable laced with something desperate. Something real. "Do. You. Regret. It?" I should lie. Say it meant nothing. That it was a mistake. But my heart? It was screaming. Screaming for him. No. No, I didn't regret it. I couldn't. If I had, I wouldn't still feel his taste on my lips. I wouldn't still be burning from the ghost of his touch. I wouldn't still be aching for more. "We wouldn't be kissing for so long...and still not want to let go...if I regretted that," I whispered-my voice trembling, My voice trembled. "If I regretted it, Veer..." I whispered, "...I wouldn't be standing here, craving your mouth on mine again." And that's it- I felt the pull.