Rankings: #Top 1 in India- 04-/05/2026-10/05/2026 #Top 2 in India- 31/05/2026 #1 in Slow-burn Romance- 31/05/2026 #1 in Age-gap romance- 21/05/2026 #1 in Broken Family- 20/05/2026 #1 in Single Mother- 20/05/2026 #1 in Replaced Bride- 20/05/2026 #1 in FoundFamily- 03/06/2026 ------------------------------------------------- The Japanese have rightly said- "Broken pieces tend to mend each other when kept together." But what if the broken pieces are people instead? Sharanya Kapoor, 26, an architect, widow, and single mother, is forced into a marriage as a replacement for her step-sister who runs away from her wedding. Loving, emotionally perceptive, and carrying her own unhealed wounds, she unexpectedly enters the fractured Rajvansh household. Rishvaan Rajvansh, 34, a divorced businessman and father of two teenage sons, was once a man capable of loving deeply. But betrayal turned him cold, emotionally detached, and distant from both emotions and his children. Now, a stranger and her little daughter, Eirisha, become part of their already broken lives. Can Sharanya soften the harsh dynamics of the Rajvansh household with her quiet warmth? Will Ishvaan and Avyaan ever accept her... or her daughter as their own? Can she rebuild trust within Rishvaan's guarded heart? And if broken souls are kept together long enough... can they eventually become a family?

He was her brother's most feared weapon. Silent. Deadly. Untouchable. Until he touched her. Now she's the one thing he can't let go of-even if it means war. Aaradhna Singhania doesn't speak much anymore. She plays her part-beautiful, silent, obedient. But behind her soft smile is a storm she's spent ten years trying to bury. And when her mother announces her engagement to a powerful man with a reputation for cruelty, she doesn't fight it. Because girls like her don't get to choose. Not in families like hers. Until Shaurya Thakur steps in. He doesn't ask. He doesn't wait. He just takes her. One second she's slipping on an engagement ring. The next-she's in a safehouse with the most dangerous man in her brother's empire, married with blood on her hands and a fire in his eyes. Shaurya has killed for less than the way they looked at her. He doesn't care that she's scared of him. He doesn't care that she's not ready. He only cares that she's his. Now. Always. But Aaradhna's past is not as buried as she thought. And Shaurya's loyalty? It's about to be tested in the most brutal way possible. She was never meant to survive. He was never meant to care. But when fire meets fire-someone always burns.

"𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞,𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫" •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "I don't want to hurt you Mr.Malhotra i am a mess, a total mess, I cannot even handle a relationship, I am not good enough for you nor for anyone else! I DON'T THINK YOU DESERVE SOMEONE LIKE ME" she said in a breaking voice as i saw her getting up to leave the room I stepped forward and held her hand and looked into her eyes with assurance and affection.. " I PROMISE WHOEVER LED YOU TO SAY THESE WORDS OUT OF YOUR MOUTH...I WOULD MAKE HIS LIFE A MESS..You are beautiful the way you are! and i deserve every bit of you" the last words came out of my mouth like a whisper while rubbing off her tears with my thumb.. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Tune in the journey of how mihika mathur's life turned upside down when her fiance didn't turn up to the wedding venue leaving her on their wedding day waiting for him...and she has to marry her best friend's brother on whom she had a little crush when she was 17.. who she didn't know was whipped for her "DEVOTED TO HER" starting from 4th march 2024 ✨ ps: it's my first time writing..show some love🫶🏻 and suggestions are always welcomed✨

#Top 4 in India (02/11/2025) #Top 4 in India in Romance (28/11/25) #Top 4 in India in BillionaireRomance (28/11/25) #Top 4 in India in DesiRomance (29/11/25) #Top 3 in India in Obsession (09/04/26) #Top 3 in India in Babylove (10/04/2026) So before starting the story... I'm gonna say one thing that, it's my 2nd book after One-sided love from childhood... 𝙎𝙤 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙞𝙢 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙩𝙤𝙙𝙖𝙮!! 𝙔𝙚𝙖𝙝𝙝♡!!! I'm so excited!! Youll want single dad trop book so badly so that's why l'm realising a new yet short book on trope single dad!! So I hope you'll love this book...And i Didn't decided the trops yet😭...i'll inform when 'Il decide the tropes.. And I'll post everything on Wattpad tomorrow♡ ♡ 𝐑𝐚𝐣 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 𝐗 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥 ♡ DON'T COPY ANYTHING FROM MY BOOK!!⚠️

The cruelest games are played with real feelings

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?

"Fate brought us together for a reason and if you believe for even one second that there isn't anything between us," Elijah held her close as he peered down into her eyes. "Then, I'm willing to prove you wrong, beautiful." ✿ ✿ ✿ It felt like fate, bringing two people from different worlds together. Leila had always steered clear from men, having been hurt by the one man she thought would never break her trust. But as he came crashing into her life, she couldn't help but slowly fall for the smooth-talking, attractive, yet cocky hockey star. Elijah knew he was a goner the moment he laid eyes on her. His charms could get him any woman in the world, yet the only one he wanted didn't seem to want to give him the time of day. But one thing's for sure, he was stubborn and wasn't going to give up that easily. Join Leila and Elijah as they learn that fate has brought them together for a reason that may eventually lead to love blossoming. ✿ Extended description inside ✿

SEQUEL TO 'HER REPLACED GROOM' •~•~•~• "What do you need Ms. ?" He asked irritated. "Don't you know what it means when a beautiful girl tries to block your path, Mr. Oberoi?" She asked folding her hands on her chest. "No I don't. Now move aside!" He replied blankly and was about to leave when she suddenly held his wrist making him stop as his heart picked up it's pace. He turned around to look at her. She quickly withdrew her hand muttering sorry. "What do you want Ms.? " He asked. "Your number. And yes my name is not Ms. It's Anjali. Anjali Sinha." He widened his eyes hearing name. ___ Anjali Sinha is many things. She is bold. She is unapologetic. She is a girl who looked at a stranger across a wedding venue, felt something stir in her chest and decided - without hesitation - to do something about it. Rejection didn't break her. It never does. Because Anjali has spent her entire life learning that if you want something, you go after it. Nobody is going to hand you your dreams. Nobody is going to fight your battles. Nobody is going to choose you if you don't first choose yourself. Then there is Arhaan Oberoi. Successor to the Oberoi empire. Controlled. Calculated. A man who has mastered the art of keeping people at arm's length with nothing more than a cold stare and carefully chosen silence. He is someone who has learned - painfully and permanently - that love is not something the universe intended for him. That hope is a dangerous thing. That letting someone close only gives them the power to destroy you. Arhaan Oberoi does not do feelings. Feelings have consequences. Feelings have made him into someone he spent years trying to forget. But fate - stubborn and relentless. What neither of them anticipates is that the story pulling them together is so much bigger than either of them imagined. That the universe connecting them has roots neither of them planted. Can his darkness survive her shine or will her shine simply consume his darkness?