He wasn't the man she was supposed to marry. But when her fiancé cheated on the day of their wedding, his elder brother stepped in - not out of love, but to protect her dignity. Sharvika never wanted Veeransh. She never forgave him for what she thought he'd stolen. So she wore the bridal red with rage in her heart and vengeance on her lips. Veeransh accepted her coldness, her silence, her subtle punishments - all without defense. He never asked for her love. He only offered quiet protection... and took every blame she threw like it was his to carry. But hatred is a fragile thing when laid beside kindness. And guilt? Guilt never stays buried forever. As truths unravel, so does her heart - piece by piece, in the arms of the man she swore to hate. A story of broken vows, silent sacrifice, and a love that was never meant to happen... but did anyway. ........... Tropes: Marriage of convenience Fiancé runs, brother replaces Cold wife × quiet, protective husband He takes the blame, she gives the pain Guilt. Resentment. Silent love. .......... Words count : 49,600 ......... Started on : July 17, 2025 Completed on : ......... ! This story is complete work of imagination and it's completely mine ! ......... Pictures:- Pinterest (credits to the rightful owners)

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘 𝒐𝒇 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒆 : 𝑨 𝑻𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑩𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 Marriage of convenience. Forced proximity. Hidden secrets. Jealousy. Banter. Heartbreak. They never intended to fall in love. Some were bound by promises, some by circumstances, and some by a fate they couldn't escape. Because sometimes, the person you never wanted... becomes the person you can't live without. Six broken hearts. One fate. And love that was never supposed to happen. 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒍𝒆, 𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒎𝒃 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆? 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝑽𝒊𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒂'𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒅? 𝑾𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒍 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆, 𝒂 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒆𝒍 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒊𝒓𝒄𝒖𝒎𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆? 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒍𝒚-𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓-𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓, 𝒐𝒓 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒅𝒚 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒂𝒍𝒍? 𝑻𝒐 𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉, 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑨𝑪𝑪𝑰𝑫𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑨𝑳 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬. ~~~~

Book 3 in the Twisted Fate Series COMPLETED ✔️ SYNOPSIS:- Bound in marriage as a child, Aradhya Vardhan has spent twenty long years waiting for a husband who never returned. A commoner mocked for her brown skin, whispered about as an abandoned wife, and scorned by a society that measures worth by beauty, Aradhya has endured it all with quiet resilience. The only solace in her life is dance-the one passion that keeps her spirit alive as the world chips away at her dignity. What no one knows is that her absent husband is not just any man-he is the hidden crown prince of Jaipur. Now, after two decades, Veer Rajsingh Rathore finally returns to claim his throne as the rightful heir. But his reappearance raises more questions than it answers. Why did he stay away from his responsibilities, his family, and his kingdom for so many years? And what could have kept him from the wife who has waited faithfully for him, despite the world's ridicule? When duty collides with desire, and secrets of the past begin to surface, Aradhya must confront the man she once called her own. But will their bond-sealed in innocence-survive the weight of betrayal, hidden truths, and a crown that demands everything?

#1 of the love series. He rose slowly, still holding her hands. She stepped closer. Closer. So close that the boat rocked faintly beneath them. Then, standing on her toes slightly, she reached up and held his shoulders to steady herself. He instinctively moved his hands to her waist so she wouldn't lose balance. The anklets chimed softly and then.. she bent her head forward.. slowly. Her forehead touched his. The red kumkum on her forehead brushed against his skin, leaving a faint, sacred mark just above his brows. He froze. Neither of them moved. Her eyes were closed and his breath stopped.. the contact was simple. Sacred. When she finally spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper, but steady. "If you are my light," she murmured, her forehead still resting against his, "then let me mark you as mine before the world does." She lowered herself slowly, but didn't move away. Her eyes searched his. "You don't need a ring to bind me," she said softly. "And I don't need a ceremony to know what you mean to me." Her fingers brushed the red mark she had left on him. "This," she smiled faintly, "is my answer. My acceptance." His fingers tightened unconsciously around her waist. "I am yours," she whispered. "And you are mine. Not for a moment. But for every day that comes after." And she slowly moved into his embrace and hugged him, holding him a little tighter than usual, like she never wanted to let go. They stayed there for a while longer, not speaking. Everything you're about to read is true... but I've never confessed to him in real life. The story ends with a plot twist my real life hasn't caught up to yet. This story is written mostly in English (about 98%), with some Telugu (about 2%) along with translations. -------- Happy reading 🩷

He is a man the world fears. Aryavardhan Veer Ghattamaneni - a ruthless mafia ruler who controls the underworld without mercy, while publicly standing as the powerful CEO of one of the most influential companies in the country. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. She is everything he is not. Aadhira Verma - a determined third-year law student and the daughter of the powerful Verma Group, living in a world built on rules, justice, and ambition. Their worlds were never meant to collide. But when fate brings Aryavardhan and Aadhira together, curiosity turns into fascination... and fascination into obsession. He believes she is just an innocent girl standing in a courtroom. She believes he is nothing more than a criminal hiding behind power. Neither of them realizes that the truth between them is far more dangerous than they think. Because sometimes the most innocent faces hide the darkest secrets. And when those secrets finally come to light... nothing will ever be the same again.

He was known for saving hearts. Cold. Composed. Untouchable. Dr. DEVANSH RAJPUT never allowed emotions to interfere with his perfectly controlled life-until one wedding changed everything. One glimpse of her Dr.MEERA MAHER was enough. While she laughed beneath golden lights and twirled like the world had never hurt her, something dangerously silent awakened inside him. She was never meant to be his She was going to marry his cousin Armaan But when a scandal destroys the wedding overnight, Devansh steps in as the family's savior-calm enough to fix the chaos no one saw coming. Now trapped in a marriage built on secrets, the Meera slowly finds herself drawn toward the man everyone trusts. The man who watches too closely. The man who notices everything. The man whose silence feels far more dangerous than anger. Was the scandal truly fate or was planned Because some obsessions do not scream. They destroy in silence. ━━━

Completed • First Draft - not edited. || "You gonna sit there all night?" Luka glances at me, smirking. I glare back. "I was enjoying the last few seconds of peace before having to spend an evening pretending to like you." "That's funny," he says, unbuckling his seatbelt. "Why?" I snap. "Because I was thinking the same thing." || The rules? Easy enough. 1. Pretend to be the perfect couple. 2. Keep it professional. 3. And whatever you do, don't. catch. feelings. Simple, right? Sofia Calloway never planned on going viral for throwing a drink in Luka Mikhaylov's face. But one video, one pissed-off hockey star, and one furious university later... she's suddenly stuck in a fake relationship with the guy she can't stand. He needs to clean up his image before the NHL draft. She needs the free tuition that comes with the deal. All they have to do is smile for the cameras, hold hands at the games, and act like they don't want to strangle each other. Then come the late-night arguments that last too long. The stolen glances that feel too dangerous. The moment where "pretend" starts looking way too real. Because when you break the rules, someone's bound to lose. And this time, it might be both of them.

Fate has its own way of compelling events. Arhaan Oberoi Cold. Manipulative. Ruthless. "I am The King of my empire, but my heart, soul and every cell of my existence are conquered by HER." Arisha Kapoor The Oldest daughter. Silent. Techie. "God help me, I am making a deal with The devil, who turns into a saint only for ME." What starts as a secret-marriage of convenience hidden from the world with a strict "no feelings involved" turns into a devotion of love and tingles of obsession where even angels up in the clouds are envious of their undying love. But what happens when the same fate that brought them together also reveals each other's darkest secrets and traumas? Will they still embrace each other? Will their love be able to overcome the harsh truths that fate throws at them? Or will the twists and turns of fate tear their love apart and become the cause of their doom? Fate is beautiful but at the same time, it can be cruel in its own way. What does fate have for them? He's used to getting what he wants and she's used to being invisible. What happens when he refuses to let her stay hidden? The world sees him as the devil but she sees him for what he really is. Dive into the story of Arhaan and Arisha, where their hearts and lives become entangled messily but the flame of their love refuses to die. (Don't forget to read the blurb to get some snippets of the book😉.) The tropes of the book are : ♡Billionaire Romance ♡Secret Marriage ♡Marriage of Convenience ♡Boss x Employee ♡Morally Gray ML x Silent/Introvert FL ♡Slow burn ♡Angst ♡Age gap (5 years) ♡NewYork x Mumbai ♡Business man x Techie FL ♡Possessive ML & FL ♡Hurt her and you die😫🤌🏻 ♡He falls first x both fall harder ♡Grovelling ♡Redemption Airing from 19th March 26.

[COMPLETED ON SCROLLSTCK] 𝐍𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐱 𝐀𝐚𝐝𝐲𝐚𝐧 "𝐒𝐡𝐡... 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝." . . NYRA VARDHAN The first time I died, it was at his hands. Not with a gun. Not with a knife. No, Aadyan killed me in the slowest, cruelest way possible. He made me his. It wasn't a choice. It never was. He kissed me like a claim, like a war, like a grave I'd never crawl out of. He kissed me like he'd breathe me in, just to tear me apart from the inside. And when he pulled away? He smirked. Like he'd just set me on fire and dared me to beg for the burn. That was the moment I realized-I could run, I could fight, I could bleed. But I'd never be free. Because this man, this monster... He would never let me go. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. AADYAN ZAVERI She thinks she can escape me. She thinks I'll let her go. But my little rebel doesn't understand. I don't let go of what's mine. Not when she fights me. Not when she hates me. Not even when she says my name like a curse instead of a prayer. Because here's the thing about me, little storm- I ruin what's mine before the world even gets a chance to touch it. And you? You were dead the moment you caught my eye. 𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ 18+ content. Mature language!

✧ 𝐃𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐯 𝐗 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢 ✧ ༺♡༻ This is love story of completely opposite souls who's path were never meant to be crossed yet they did. ❦He is a rude,arrogant and ruthless IPS Officer who never believed in love.Focused,Calm, determined and Short tempered. ❦She is a sweet,mature and bubbly girl who lives in an orphan.She spreads kindness, love and positivity where she goes. ─── ・ 。゚☆゚. ・─── One incident and everything got changed !! What is written in their destinies ? Are they meant to be together ?