"𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘆....𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿." A diamond that doesn't shatter-it suffers. She carries the weight of ruined dynasties in her fractured bones, A living reliquary for sins not her own. Her father's cruelty. Her brother's hatred. Her husband's vengeance. Each scar a testament to someone else's war, Each tear a baptism in borrowed guilt. The lost heir who survived hell. Two kingdoms crumbled to dust in her name, Yet no one asks who broke them first. "Hate me," she whispers to the dark, "At least that your hatred is honest." In the end The heaviest crowns are forged from what we survive. Now the diamond sharpens itself... In this twisted tale of family secrets, manipulation, and dark desires, vengeance will bleed into love, and love will heal the wounds of a heart that's been broken beyond repair. A story of love that heals and hurts in equal measure. 𝙏𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙨 :- 𝗠𝘆𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘆/𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗱/𝗥𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗛𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗣𝘀𝘆𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗳𝗹 𝗠𝗠𝗖 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗙𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗱.

*When duty collides with destiny, and protocol meets passion* --- What happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object? In the treacherous terrain where military precision clashes with medical compassion, Major Mayank Kashyap and Dr. Yamini Singh are about to find out. **She saves lives. He takes them. Both are excellent at their jobs.** Dr. Yamini Singh doesn't believe in following orders, especially when they conflict with her Hippocratic oath. Emergency medicine is her battlefield, and she's never met a protocol she couldn't bend in service of saving lives. Reckless? Perhaps. Effective? Undeniably. Major Mayank Kashyap lives by a different code entirely. Special forces, counter-terrorism, and a mysterious double life that requires him to vanish for thirty days every quarter. His world runs on discipline, hierarchy, and secrets buried so deep that even his closest friends don't know the whole truth. When an earthquake throws them together in the rubble of disaster, their first meeting ends with him physically restraining her and her questioning his authority. Professional courtesy? Not exactly. Mutual respect? Hardly. Yet somehow, beneath the antagonism, something dangerous begins to grow. One drunken confession. One impossible promise. One word written on a palm that changes everything. From earthquake zones to terrorist attacks, from military bases to hospital corridors, from family secrets to battlefields: their story unfolds across a landscape where personal becomes political, where protection becomes persecution, and where the line between salvation and destruction is razor-thin. *Code Name: Ishq* is more than a romance: it's an exploration of what happens when two people perfect at their jobs discover that their most challenging mission might be learning to love each other. It's about the weight of secrets, the cost of duty, and the courage required to choose vulnerability in a world that rewards armor.

What happens when an Indian spy get deployed on a mission to infiltrate a gang? Then honey traps a politician's daughter. He never meant to fall in love with her, but he did anyway and now what? "Mujhe maarna manzoor hai, lekin haarna nahi. Kyunki haar manna, ahsan rasta hota hai. Aur ahsan rasta lena, meri fitraat nahi." ~Hamza Ali Mazari "Usse dekha aur bas. Bina soche samjhe, maine usse beintehaa pyaar kiya. Woh meri mashooq hai, isilye saza nahi de sakti, lekin use bewafa nahi banne dungi." ~Yalina Jamali "Mujhe aap ke saath waqkt betana hai. Bas, itni si baat nahi maan sakte?" Yalina said with a cute and childish pout. "Teek hai, lekin ek shaart. Mujse pyaar mat karna. Manzoor hai?" Hamza said thinking that it would be easier if she didn't. "Afsoof. Bahut der ho chuki hai. Dil, dhadkan, dimag, jism aur rooh, sab aap ke naam ka hai. Ab kya hoga, kyunki jo chaiye, mujhe chaiye?" Yalina said while looking into Hamza's eyes. She said like a fact. Written in stone.

They fell in love long ago before the sky became their battlefield. From stolen glances in highschool to fighter jets roaring above the sky.they believed they understood what sacrifice is. Engagement celebrations, family laughter, promises whispered under the sky, life was finally beginning. Untill one phone changed everything.... ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ : 20/1/26 ᴇɴᴅ :

Special mention in #Wattpad love awards Most impressive rankings #1 in Together-11/06/2022 #2 in Emotional-13/11/2021 #3 in Emotional-15/11/2021 #3 in Office-05/01/2022 Scene#1 "But I like you...I'll always be by your side..just give me a chance" he said. Shocked by his words she replied, " I can't even think of you in my dreams." "Why...I am very sure of my feelings for you and I am sure you like me too...please give us a chance" he sounded desperate but she had to act strong in front of him. "I trust you but I don't trust my fate," she said and walked away...breaking him, his heart into million pieces. Only if he knew how it took all her willpower to not look back and run in his arms and say soothing words to him...to express her feelings for him but she had to walk away. Scene #2 "I shouldn't have given up on her" Akash said, sighing and a tear slipped his eyes which he quickly wiped away. "You tried your best, Akash" Sid said and Akash looked at him. "But I didn't try enough," Akash said and Sid looked away. "If she decides to leave me, I'll let her go," Akash said. What happens when 2 different people keep meeting each other in different phases of life and realize they've fallen for each other only to be separated by fate every time. Will they end up together or fate will always keep them apart? Join the rollercoaster journey of our protagonists Siya and Akash and find out what has fate stored for them. Read their story to find out how they defy the norms of society and struggle to be with each other. First book in Eternity series. This is the first-ever book that I wrote in my life. It has grammatical and spelling mistakes, and also may sometimes feel like the characters are out of their mind but trust me, the book is worth giving a shot. All rights are reserved for this book. Don't try to copy my work otherwise, I won't take a minute to report your account in the name of plagiarism. Every word of this book is my idea.

The Costantino Sequel - Featuring Costa, Millie, the twins, and all the Accardi madness readers know and love, ROCCO is a slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers descent into obsession, loyalty, and fire. The Accardi family is back. And this time, it's Rocco's turn. At 30 years old, Rocco Accardi is known for a lot of things-his temper, his recklessness, his complete disregard for consequences. As the future underboss of Sicily's most feared family, he was never meant to feel anything. Until her. Alessia Russo, 26, Palermo's top real estate agent, has spent the past three years keeping things strictly professional. Which is hard to do when your most dangerous client spends every meeting flirting like it's a sport-and you've had a crush on him since day one. He's chaos. She's control. Their relationship was never meant to cross the line. But one wrong step-and everything spirals. Rocco doesn't know how to love. But he knows how to destroy. And once he decides she's his, he'll burn the city before he lets her go. Something is coming. And nothing will be the same after it hits.

#1romcom 9/2/25 Some fall in love. Some fall apart. These ones? Fall, fly, crash, burn, and laugh about it on the parade ground the next morning. At seventeen, they are too young to carry scars and too old to pretend the world is simple. NDA corridors echo with footsteps, gossip, discipline, heartbreak, midnight chai, and dreamers who think they're immortal. Hearts collide, friendships are tested, loyalties bend, and love arrives like a punchline nobody was ready for. A Lucknow girl who lives like he universe owes her fireworks. A Delhi boy who swears he feels nothing until someone proves him wrong. A Haryanvi storm with a smile sharp enough to cut. A silent one from Punjab who speaks more with glances than apologies. A stolen glance during drill. Late-night conversations that feel illegal. Jealousies, unspoken feelings, unsent confessions, and choices that could cost them everything.

#1Sadstory #2indianarmy #1armyromance #1armedforces He didn't fall for her - he collided. Every glance, every word-shrapnel lodged too deep. She was supposed to be the calm in the storm. Instead, she became the chaos he couldn't control, the silence he couldn't escape. Distance, danger, secrets... nothing spared them . This is story of love , duty , distance, pain , betryal, war , wrath and guilt. Meanwhile, another fire burned quietly-playful, untamable, impossible to resist. Some connections ignite fast. Some smolder slowly. In the chaos of hearts and choices... scars may be the only things that remain. 💥 Will love survive when everything else is falling apart?

"You see him as an heir of your empire and not as a family member. All you care about is the inheritance and not the child. If all you want is an heir then why not marry someone and produce as many heirs as you want." She stopped as she narrowed her eyes at him. And then with a mocking expression she continued, "Or is it that you are unable to Re.Pro.Duce??" seeing the angry flush on his face her heart smiled with satisfaction. But before she could celebrate her little victory against him he pulled her from her wrist and she collided with his hard chest. Snaking an arm around her waist he held her tightly as she struggled in his hold. "Don't play with fire, Ms Lilly Jones or don't complain to me later if you end up getting burned." "I've never hated anyone as much as I hate you." she spitted. "The feelings are mutual then, sweetheart." he smiled. _______________ He married her to fulfil a promise he had made long ago. She was supposed to be a bride in name only, a wife just on papers. Then why he felt an undeniable hunger in him every time she met his gaze. Desiring her wasn't a part of his plans. He has never wanted anything as much as he wanted her. And that's where everything started to take an unexpected turn... Started on : 27 Dec 2020 Completed on :12 March 2021 ------------- Word count : I'll tell you when I'm done counting 😪