𝐻𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑜𝑠 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑔𝑢𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑚, 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑜𝑠🌙 𝗔𝗵𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝗞𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗼𝗿, The cricket prodigy. Composed chaos. Reckless genius. Adored, envied, untouchable. And 𝗔𝗻𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗸𝗮 𝗔𝗿𝗼𝗿𝗮, The girl who believed in words more than miracles. A Mass Media student who never feared a story, but somehow, he became the one story she couldn't write without breaking. He spoke through 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔. She spoke through 𝒊𝒏𝒌. He chased 𝒗𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔. She chased 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒔. He didn't like 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅. She couldn't stop 𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒚𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒎. Every encounter ~ 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏. Every argument ~ 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒈𝒖𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓. But beneath the chaos, something shifted. He hated 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. She hated 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒈𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆. Yet when she looked at him, she saw the cracks beneath the crown. And when he looked at her, he saw the calm he'd been running from. He was the boy who feared being left. She was the girl who feared staying. And somehow, they built a home in the space between. Destiny tried to draw their lines apart, they rewrote the map 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓. She thought she was documenting 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆. He made her part of 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚, 𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩.

Vaidehi Mehra had loved once-and lost more than she could bear. Betrayed by the man she trusted and wounded by the family meant to protect her, she walked away from the ruins with only one reason to keep going: her two-and-a-half-year-old daughter, Esha. Esha's laughter, tiny hands, and unquestioning love became the fragile thread holding Vaidehi's broken heart together. Marriage was never meant to be part of her story again. Not after the betrayal. Not after the whispers. But one careless photograph and one malicious rumor are enough to undo everything she rebuilt. What begins as office gossip spirals into public scandal, dragging her dignity through headlines and threatening her career-and worse, her daughter's future. When reputation becomes survival, a solution is offered. Simple. Strategic. Respectable. Marriage. Vikram Khanna is the last man Vaidehi would ever choose to depend on. A self-made billionaire, disciplined, distant, and fiercely private, he has built his empire alone-and planned to keep his life that way. Their union is nothing more than damage control: a contractual arrangement designed to silence speculation and restore order. But neither of them accounts for Esha. With her innocent eyes and fearless affection, Esha becomes the quiet bridge between two guarded adults. As Vaidehi struggles with scars from her past and Vikram maintains the emotional walls that have always protected him, the boundaries of their arrangement begin to blur. What starts as strategy slowly begins to feel like shelter. What begins as obligation starts resembling belonging. A Home We Didn't Plan is a story of resilience before romance, of a child's innocence melting the coldest defenses, and of two people who never intended to build a family-yet may discover that love sometimes grows where it was never meant to. (The chapters are edited with the help of Chatgpt) Rankings: #2 on wattpadindia (29.03.2026)

He committed the sin. She became the consequence. Dr. Ekalavya Raivansh is a man of control-flawless reputation, steady hands... and a past no one dares to uncover. Anaya Verdan married him for his mother, never knowing the truth tied to him... a truth that would destroy everything she believed. Their marriage was never meant to be love. Just unspoken boundaries, forced distance, and a silence that suffocated them both. "Haq hai tumpe...pati hu tumhari." "Dr. Raivansh... haq unpar jataya jata hai jo apna ho." "Aur main toh sirf aapki zimmedari hoon... hai na?" "Biwi ho tum meri!" "Toh do mahine tak iss 'biwi' ki yaad nahi aayi?" But the cracks in their fragile arrangement run deeper than either of them know. Until the day she finds the file. A date. A night. A name at the bottom. The same night that destroyed her life. Because some truths don't just break you-they ruin you. And suddenly, the man who holds her when she can't sleep... is the reason she couldn't sleep for eleven years. His sin. Her heartbreak. Their ruin.

"𝑰𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒏... 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒓." Devraj Suryavanshi is on the verge of becoming one of the country's youngest MLAs, carrying a political legacy built on power, loyalty, and secrets no one dares to question. Vedika Shekhawat is a fearless journalist determined to uncover the truths his family has spent years burying. She was never supposed to become part of his life. To Devraj, Vedika was meant to be nothing more than a weapon in the revenge he had planned against her father. A pawn whose name could wound the man he held responsible for destroying his family. Instead, she became the one weakness he could no longer control. Bound together by a marriage neither of them can escape, Vedika finds herself trapped inside the Suryavanshi empire, where every smile hides an agenda, every relationship carries a debt, and every locked door guards a truth written in blood. The deeper she digs into Devraj's family, the more dangerous her questions become. Why was she kept away from India for twenty years? What truly happened between the Shekhawats and the Suryavanshis? And why does the man who married her for revenge protect her as though losing her would destroy him? Some secrets were buried to protect a legacy. Some were buried to hide a crime. And some were buried because the truth could ruin them both. For the first time, Devraj must choose between the Virasat he was born to protect and the woman he would burn it all down for. Because she was supposed to be the price of her father's sins. Instead, she became the reason Devraj might destroy everything he was born to inherit.

Book 1 of 𝗠𝗢𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 & 𝗠𝗘𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦 𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦 ♡𝗥𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗧𝗵𝗿𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸♡ 𝗝𝗶𝗻𝘅𝗲𝗱 ~❝The stars wrote their ending... destiny rewrote it.❞ ☆───────────────♡₊˚ˑ "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞." I snarled, pushing his hands away from my cheeks. Chuckling, he gripped my jaw and whispered, "𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?" My heart clenched, remembering the deal, while a tear fell from my eyes. ☆° Kumud - a carefree girl, naughty and bubbly. She didn't care about anyone's opinion and lived her life to the fullest. Being the daughter of the chieftain of Raigarh, she was adored by the royals themselves. The king and queen treated her as equal to their daughter, Meera. And Meera - she too treated her as her own. Their bond was inseparable, so whenever she visited her aunt's house in Tejbhoomi, she used to take her along. There, they both used to pull pranks and fill the house with their lovely laughter. Tejbhoomi had two princes - Aadvit and Aadvik but no princess, so the queen treated Kumud and Meera as her own. Out of love, she asked Kumud's father for her hand for one of her sons. But it came with a condition - the son who would take the throne would marry her. Adaman t to keep Kumud, Tejbhoomi's king and queen agreed, not knowing what havoc they had invoked. The marriage, which was supposed to make everyone happy, turned out to be horrible. And at last, it ended with death. But did it really end, or was it the beginning of something far worse and more dangerous? 𝗛𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 (❁'◡'❁

*Stabs* "Nooooo!" The girl screamed. The masked man turned his head away from the thoughts lingering in his mind and looked at the girl. Locking eyes with her, he repeatedly stabbed chest of that boy with the dagger. He couldn't hear her pleas, pain, or cries for mercy. Trembling, she cowered in the corner of the room, helplessly watching the murder of her beloved. She desperately called out for help from the guards standing around the masked man, but they stood there like statues.

Rudradev Rajvanshi was not a man people looked in the eyes. He ruled Rajasthan like a Devil King - powerful, dangerous, and feared by everyone. But Sitara? Sitara thought she married a palace watchman. While the world trembled before him, she innocently called him "scary scary," questioned his crimes, and asked if the police knew about him. Now trapped inside a royal marriage filled with secrets, obsession, danger, and unexpected love... Sitara slowly becomes the only person capable of softening the man everyone fears. "Because for Rudradev Rajvanshi - she was the only sin he would commit again and again." The world could burn to ashes before Rudradev Rajvanshi ever allowed harm to reach his Rani Sa. She was his Rani Sa. ✧ Devil King × Innocent Wife ✧ Royal Mafia Romance ✧ Grumpy × Sunshine ✧ Possessive Hero ✧ "Touch Her and Die" ✧ Arranged Marriage ✧ Dark Romance with Humor ✨ Please support, and shower lots of love on Rudradev Rajvanshi and his innocent Rani Sa. Hope you all enjoy this journey of Sitara & Rudradev.🖤

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆, 𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒎 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒕𝒐. 𖤐───── 𝑨 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎'𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅. ─────𖤐 𝙍𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙨𝙝 𝙍𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙚, a 33 year old jeweler and CEO. A man of few words, known for his cold nature and sharp mind. Calm, calculated and always in control. He sees life as a chessboard, every move planned, every person a piece. Living to maintain power, control and the legacy he carries. 𝘼𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙞 𝙈𝙚𝙝𝙧𝙖, a 28 year old, hardworking model who knows her worth and never settles for less, driven by a constant need to prove herself. Beautiful, strong and kind at heart. A daughter who always chose her family over herself, even at the cost of her own life. An accident stole her memories, leaving her to live a life she doesn't remember. Her smile is just a mask, hiding a pain she can't escape. Living a life built on fragments she can't remember, yet carrying emotions she can't escape. ♛ ⟡ ♛ Avani never expected marriage or love. It was never something she dreamed of. But fate had other plans, cruel and calculated. She became nothing more than a deal, a forced arranged marriage, a bond that existed only on paper. Now tied to a man she avoids, she tries to escape him, unaware that every step of this was planned by him, just to have her. ⟡⋆⟡ "You think I choose this marriage?" She snapped, her voice breaking. "I never wanted this, Rivash." "But, I did." ☾⋆☽ "Seven years he waited, seven years he burned and now that she is his even if she runs, he will drag her back." ⚛︎ Eternally tied to him ⚛︎

In the world of royals, decisions are not made by hearts they are written in traditions. Two powerful families. Two legacies bound by pride. And one promise made years ago... without their consent. Aarini Shekhawat and Veeransh Rathore names that carried power, attitude, and a rivalry no one could ignore. They were never meant to stand together. Never meant to understand each other. And definitely never meant to fall in love. But fate had its own plans. A locked past. A hidden truth. A bond they never chose... yet couldn't escape. In a world where family comes before feelings, will they follow their riwayat... or listen to their hearts for the first time? Because sometimes the stories written by legacy are not meant to stay the same.

He never forgot her name. Not once. Not in nine years. Not through the blood and the power and the silence. Not ever. Viransh Singhania is the kind of man who doesn't love halfway. Who doesn't want halfway. Who looked at a girl once really looked - and decided, quietly, irreversibly, that there would never be anyone else. And there wasn't. Nine years. An ocean between them. An empire built with bloodied hands and an aching heart. And through all of it - her. Always her. Like a religion he never chose but could never abandon. Like a wound that never healed because somewhere, deep down, he never wanted it to. She is his ruin. His salvation. The only thing in a world full of power that ever made him feel powerless. And he would do it all again - every sin, every scar, every sleepless night - just to end up exactly here. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── A desi dark romance. 18+ for mature themes, age gap, and adult content.