[ a desi story] in which an assassin visits a particular ice cream truck after every kill to help soothe the bitter aftertaste in his heart.

At a glamorous destination wedding in Udaipur, Saavi stands out as the only single friend in her tight-knit crew, but she's not letting that dampen her spirits. Armed with her feminist flair and a sharp sense of humor, she's ready to tackle the lovey-dovey antics of her friends, dodge their matchmaking attempts, and fend off the relentless aunties eyeing her as their next project. That is, until she meets someone who challenges her beliefs and makes her rethink her life plans and reconsider whether she wants to be a mere "plus one" in all plans her friends make or be the one who brings along a "plus one" of her own. Join Saavi on a quirky adventure filled with laughter, friendship, and the delightful chaos of love in all its messy glory!

Arranged marriage was an age-old story that Khushi, the youngest of the infamous Gupta family, who revolutionized and dominated the trading market for generations, knew well. For it was the only thing she heard growing up. But that neither prepared her nor comforted her as she got ready that morning. It was an important day, a day where she would trade her surname for a new one, her silence for a new chance, her respect for a new hope, her life for another. It was a day of contracts, both new and old. As she hid behind the traditional red shawl, knowing that the whole world would be watching her, waiting to pounce, she wondered why her mother never told her about any of the good marriages. The ones that worked out. The ones that had hope. The ones that had love. Probably because they don't exist, Khushi thought to herself. Only, destiny had believed otherwise. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a stand alone story that has no connection with the original show, Iss Pyar Ko Kya Naam Doon, except for the names of the lead characters. All other content of this story belongs strictly to the author, Archi. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- #1 in ArnavSinghRaizada - 04/12/2019 #1 in KhushiKumariGupta - 18/01/2020 #1 in ArHi - 20/05/2020

"This marriage is nothing but a contract. Deal?" Her brown eyes bored into the canvas of his dark ones as she hovered over him with her hands clutching his shoulders tightly, putting all her weight on him, relying on him like an anchor she didn't want. "Deal!" He answered, harbouring her with his hands clasped around her waist. "You aren't allowed to touch me." "As if I'm dying." He loosened his grip around her and she fell right in his arms. --------------------------------------------------------- Highest ranking #4 in spirituality [13-10-2025] Highest ranking #1 in marriage-of-convenience [16-10-2025]

"I was willing to become the villain in her life if it meant I could call her mine." *** An accidental run-in with the city's infamous criminal brings Hayat Azhar right in front of the barrel of a gun. If that wasn't bad enough, things get worse when she accidentally slaps the university's popular senior with her samosa's spicy sauce on her first day. And just like that, two different personalities, a snobbish rich boy and a notorious expert criminal, develop a similarity - a common target; Her. [a pakistani inspired novel set in pakistan]

Like the collision of two stars, they crashed into each other, unexpectedly and unforgivingly. Avni perceives him as an intrusive man. Despite the irresistible and suave charms, she is determined to avoid him. Except for Viransh, she is a risk and a mystery that he vows to unravel and uncover the shattered woman hidden beneath the facade of an impudent heiress. Amidst the chaos, they draw closer to each other, sailing toward the shore of love. But shadows of their past loom like giant waves, threatening to turn over their fragile ship. So does the billowing black smoke of secrets inscribed in Avni's diary. Will they let the tempest of their pasts consume them? Or will they build an anchor of strength to weather the storm together?

Dhushyanth Reddy and Sita Cherukuri, on the surface, their similarities are endless; they are both the first-borns of affluent, wealthy, political families, they were both born and brought up in Hyderabad, they both studied in the UK for a while, they are both single, and the topic of their respective impending nuptials is of immense interest within high society. While Dhushyanth's family forces him to find a woman to be his wife to add credibility to his persona, Sita's father makes a laughing stock of her relationship status in the state assembly, of all places. Add to this, a media scandal, based on true events. The result: A marriage between the two. A ride that shall be.

Making all the wrong choices they ever had, to end up being Royally Trapped. • • • ❛ Why are you acting this way? ❜ ❛ I feel infuriated.❜ ❛ And why is that so? ❜ ❛ Because I can't figure out if I should scream at you or have you screaming for me.❜ • • • It was all too easy until it wasn't. A tale where you throw in a dash of secret contract, a teaspoon of forced marriage pact, heaps of humour and romance and that is how you get a couple who share no commonality, Royally Trapped. [extended prologue inside] an arranged marriage romance. [the photo is from pinterest but the cover is mine] r o y a l l y t r a p p e d