𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓗𝓮𝓻 #2 Can be read as standalone. ══════⊹⊱❖⊰⊹══════ Aradhya Raj is the epitome of beauty and a pampered little princess, being the youngest daughter in her family she has been raised with utmost protection and love. She is the life of every party and loves love. Beneath the cheerful exterior lies something dark she can't quite place. Rudra Yaduvansh has carefully, brick by brick constructed his life. He hides beneath his icy exterior and avoids the painful past. He keeps emotions far away and people even farther. What happens when Aradhya bulldozes through those walls and into his life? What happens when she discovers the secrets he dreads? Two haunted souls. One preordained link. Will love bloom and barriers fade? Will she have a chance at redemption and him at love? ══════⊹⊱❖⊰⊹══════ TROPES Lovers Arranged Marriage Betrayal Billionaire Grumpy sunshine Mafia romance Indian Romance ══════⊹⊱❖⊰⊹══════ Warning 🔞 Please read the trigger warnings before you start. This book is intended for readers above the age of 18

a pure developing bond between brother and sister

Book 1- Our journey from engagement to marriage Book 2- The journey of Love Siddharth and Preeti complete their journey from engagement to marriage in book-1. Siddharth make Preeti his after so many obstacles in his path. Now they both are ready to live their life after marriage. "Siddharth I felt someone's eyes on me. Like someone is watching me from afar and observing my every single move." she told me on phone. I clearly sence the panic in her voice. "Where is keerti?" I asked her while looking at my car keys in my drawer. "I don't know..she told me she will come in fifteen minutes but it's already more than hour when she went somewhere, dropping me here. " she said in a trembling voice. I know she is near to cry. "Don't worry baby. I am on my way." I said while taking a long strids towards the elevator. "Siddharth I...Aaahhhhh..." I heared her scream and then phone line went dead. I tried it again but it was switched off. ..................................................................... 'Slap....' A loud sound of slap echoed in a large sitting hall. I looked at Siddharth with my teary eyes. Tears did not stop falling from my eyes. His face turned to the side due to slap and he looked at me with his blood shot angry eyes. He grip my wrist and draged me to his car. After slamming the door shut with thud voice he drove off in his full speed with me. My heart is beating really fast. I have never seen him this angry. Start :- 20-4-2020 Completeed :- 11-11-2020

❝ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴs ᴡʜᴇɴ ғᴏᴜʀ ᴜɴʀᴇǫᴜɪᴛᴇᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ sᴛᴏʀɪᴇs ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʀᴇǫᴜɪᴛᴇᴅ? ❞ Some loved in silence. Some loved too late. Some almost gave up. And some never stopped waiting. Four couples. Three families. One unforgettable journey. A story of laughter, tears, lifelong friendships, found family, dreams, heartbreak, healing and discovering that the greatest love stories aren't perfect-they're the ones that survive. Created and Started: 13th July 2024 Ended:

Aarav Shekhawat is the captain of the basketball team. He also is the picture perfect boy for teachers. An perfect example of backbencher with marks of a topper. Breaking rules comes to him naturally. He doesn't care much about anyone. Parties, girls, marks and basketball matches are his life. Vanshika Singh, a sweetheart whose life resides in her books and ghungroos. The perfect image of a girl for teachers and parents, alike. A shy, introverted girl whose main focus is to become the lawyer she dreamed of. ************************************************************* "Some rivalries are destined to be more than just competition." Vanshika Singh has spent years perfecting the art of being the best-top grades, impeccable reputation, and a determination that leaves no room for distractions. But there's one person who always manages to challenge her: Aarav Shekhawat, the infuriatingly charming basketball captain who also happens to be her fiercest academic rival. For years, their battles have been fought in classrooms and exam halls, every test a new battleground. But when an unexpected twist of fate forces them to work together, the fine line between competition and connection begins to blur. Late-night study sessions turn into stolen glances, arguments spark something deeper, and soon, Vanshika finds herself facing a problem even calculus can't solve-her growing feelings for the one boy she swore to defeat. In a world of academic pressure, unspoken words, and a love that defies logic, Vanshika and Aarav must decide: Will they remain rivals, or will they rewrite their story... together? How will these academic rivals become star crossed lovers? Which one of them falls first? ************************************************************ Jump into the book to find out❤️✨ This book does not contain any love angles or toxicity. It's a simple love story which involves friendship, love, drama and lots of fun which might remind you of your own school days.

It is a school Rom - Com 💫💗 Also it is a multicouple book . When two bestfriends( Ayan nd kaustubh ) fall in love with two bestfriends ( Vedika and Kashvi ). It started from a rivalry. But afterr some time it turned intoo love but they didn't realise it . What will happen now ?? It has teenage struggles , love , friendship, trauma and a lot of dramaa💗 How their story gonna unfold ??✨🫠

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬.

Book 2 of Series Phool Kumari is a 17 years old girl who was once a maid in a wealthy household, but now she lives in a college hostel. She is running away from someone-or something. Every night, she sees the same terrifying dream. She desperately wants to be free from it. "I don't want to see this dream again! I don't want to see it!" she cried, tears streaming down her face. Krityvirya Singh Rathore is the king of Jodhpur. He is also a 32-year-old single father. He cannot bear to see even a single tear in his 3-year-old son's eyes. But his son has been crying continuously for the past three days - and the one he's crying for, Krityvirya has now set out to find. "I will find her, even if I have to dig up the earth or tear through the skies," he said, and walked out of Uday Mahal.

❝𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒕, 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚?❞ _____________________________ Sidharth never wanted this marriage. Trapped by circumstances and haunted by a past he didn't want to face, he told himself it was only a duty. But Noor-silent, simple Noor-was something he couldn't ignore. Her presence stirred something in him, her quietness louder than his own chaos. She never asked for anything, yet she made him face the parts of himself he wanted to forget. And as his walls started to fall, he hated that he wanted her-that he needed the warmth of someone he was never meant to have. As time went on, He began to behave in ways that were antithetical to his initial intentions. He found himself doing everything he had once vowed never to do with his wife. He became the very husband he had despised. He started to crave more, an insatiable desire that gnawed at his soul for her. And then nothing seems to satisfy his aching soul other than his arranged wife's one smile. ●An Indian arranged marriage romance. #Book-1 in #His bride series. (A standalone book) ●Bᴏᴏᴋ ɪs ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ Dᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪɢʜʟʏ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʟɪɢʜᴛ BDSM. (Have a lot of grammatical and spelling mistakes.) ╰┈➤Started on: 28 April 2024 Author♥️

Silk and Cinders : Series #1 "Did you really think you could walk away?" My back slammed against the wall as he caged me in. "Answer me." I swallowed hard "I-i thought-" "You thought?" His gaze sharpened. "You thought you had a choice?" He stepped closer. Slowly. Deliberately. "Look at me." My gaze lifted, and my breath caught. His eyes-dark, unreadable, locked onto mine, drowning me. "Tell me" he whispered "did this marriage ever fucking matter to you?" I flinched. Silence. For a moment, nothing. No expression. No sound. Just him. Watching. Calculating. Then, his hand snaked around my waist, dragging me into him until my chest crushed against his. My pulse spiked. "You wanted to leave, right?" His fingers trailed up my spine- slow, deliberate, sending shivers down my entire body. They stopped at the back of my neck. With a firm yank, he pulled me even closer, our lips nearly brushing. "This" his knuckles traced my temple, feather-light "-this mind? It doesnt get to think about leaving me." His thumb pressed against the rapid pulse on my throat. "And this?" His voice dropped further, dark with promise. "This pulse? It races for me. Every.single.beat. Mine." His hand glided down, stopping over my heart. "And this?" His finger tapped against it "this heart? Every. Damn. Beat. For. Me. These breaths? Mine. Your entire fucking existence?" His grip tightened. "Mine." I shivered. His arms locked around my waist. He leaned in, his lips hovering over mine. "Whose man am I?" My breath hitched. "Whose. Man. Am. I. Mi alma?" "M-mine." I whispered. "Good. Remember that. And learn to hold on to what's already yours. Trust us. Not the lies they feed you." ___ Two souls. Two scars. Different worlds. But fate had other plans. When destinies intertwine through an unwanted bond, will love bloom, or will they burn each other down?