PREVIOUSLY TITLED CRAZY DESI ROMANCE!! [#1 ~ The Mehra Cousins] "I'm pregnant," she announced, and the table fell silent. "With his child," she said, pointing towards him, who was happily drinking his juice. Hearing this, he spit the juice onto her brother's expensive suit and started coughing. "Wha-" she kicked him under the table with her sharp heels before he could say anything. "We really love each other, Mother," she said nervously, while he looked at her as if she had grown two horns. "How can you be pregnant?" he whispered near her ear anxiously. "Shut up and act along," "You should have told me you were going to do this," he whispered as she looked at him guiltily and was about to apologize when he said, "I would have loved to get you pregnant." He smirked, now almost kissing her ear. "You know method acting." "Be quiet, let me get us out of this problem," she gritted her teeth. "Your problem, not mine." "Whatever." "Very well then," her grandfather said, bringing the attention on him. "Then you both shall get married." "WHAT?" 🦋 𝗞𝘆𝗿𝗮 𝗔𝘄𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗶 a twenty-six-year-old on her way to become a cardiologist, the one who fixes others, has always been the person who spreads love despite her own heart having none. She has been broken by her own loved ones but never failed to cheer a heartbroken person. The universe never paid attention to her wishes, yet she never gave up on finding happiness. But what happens when her teenage crush reenters her life? Will he be able to end her sufferings, or will he increase them more? 𝗥𝘂𝗵𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝗠𝗲𝗵𝗿𝗮 has it all, at least according to him: a beautiful family, loving siblings, and girls running after him for his attention. He only wishes that everything remains the same as it is now, but will the universe fulfill this wish? Or will it bring a beautiful mess into his life, someone he never paid too much attention to?

Silence filled the hall as Advait stood there, deeply thinking about her words. After a long pause, he looked at Adarsh ji and said, "Tell Maa I'm ready for this marriage... But remember one thing - that girl will only be the daughter-in-law of this house and Anvi's mother. Nothing more." Sanskriti looked at her and asked, "Maa, was I the reason my husband died? Is it because of me that he is no longer in this world? I didn't choose to become a widow, Maa... then why does everyone blame me? What is my fault?"

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥: 𝐇𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐌𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐢 𝐃𝐚𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞.𐙚⋆.˚ 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 #𝟏 𝒐𝒇 ╰┈➤"𝐃𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𐓣𝗒 𝐒𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌"ᥫ᭡. (ɴᴇᴡ ᴠᴇʀsɪᴏɴ) India's hottest and most handsome businessman, 𝐌𝐮𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐫 𝐔𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐡- the nation's ultimate heartthrob - has been missing for two years. No one knows where he disappeared... and no one knows why. Until one night- he suddenly collapses in front of her car. A girl who doesn't even know his name. A girl who has no idea that the man lying in front of her was once the most powerful businessman in the country, now 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. Circumstances force her to start living with him. Two strangers... suddenly sharing the same roof. Slowly, his presence begins to change her life in ways she never expected. But fate takes an unexpected turn when she has to marry him to save his life. And just when everything finally begins to feel right... Mudassir becomes stable again. But along with his stability comes a cruel twist. 𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐲. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐀𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝... 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫? 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭...

"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.

||A south indian cross cousin love story|| 🌸 Note: In certain South Indian traditions, marriage between a girl and her mother's brother's son (cross-cousin) is a culturally accepted and legally valid practice in India. Ezhil x Kayalvizhi Kayalvizhi grew up with one dream, that one day she would marry Arjun. He was her first love, her childhood promise, her everything. Their families had always spoken about it like it was written in the stars. So when the wedding was finally fixed, her heart overflowed with happiness. She didn't care about a big career or chasing ambition. Being his wife was enough. But fate had other plans. Just hours before the wedding, Arjun leaves without a word, making her shattered at the edge of a life that no longer makes sense. In the midst of heartbreak, confusion, and family pressure, she is married off to his younger brother, Ezhil, the charming professor who had loved her in silence since childhood. Kayal enters this new marriage numb and unwilling. But Ezhil never asks for her love, only her peace. He gives her space, encourages her to study, to grow, to dream again. Slowly, through his kindness, she begins to find herself. The girl who once only wanted love begins to chase a future of her own, one her father had always wished for her. One she never thought she was strong enough to build. And somewhere in the quiet rhythm of their new life, shared in silence, in the way he saw her strength when she couldn't, her heart began to heal. She didn't realize when it started, but with every gentle word, every steady presence, every look that held more care than expectation, She began to fall in love again, not all at once, but slowly. Softly. Unexpectedly. Beautifully. Not with the boy she once dreamed of, But with the man who had loved her all along, quietly, patiently, completely.

18 years old Sirisha Mathur, is an intelligent, straight-A, and straightforward yet introverted girl. She had never even imagined that she would fall in love but when she meets, 19 years old Kunal Oberoi, who is an all-rounder, good at studies, plays football well, is handsome, and is hell extroverted, but is way too irresponsible to be an adult, Things happen that she had never thought could happen to her, Weird Feelings Goosebumps Butterflies In The Stomach Affection Blushing Jealousy LOVE.... All Mine Duet: Book 1 ~~~~~~ I can't make the Description any more catchy. But I can assure you that this story is worth reading. Do give it a try and review <3 (Mature Content. Warning has been given on the chapter head so that you can skip that chapter.) ___________________________ All Rights Reserved ©

"I wish me and you could live together in the same time ever in any universe".......𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒐𝒗💌 . .🍀 .🌷 . " People say your life's last 7 minutes belong to someone you love and cherish the most.... I wish it to be 𝒀𝑶𝑼 ".......... 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒗❤‍🩹

"I DON'T WANT ANY SELFISH WOMAN AROUND MY CHILD!" Rudra roared, the glass shattering in his fist. "STOP IT, RUDRA," Siya said softly, tears brimming in her eyes. "I LOVE HIM... I WOULD NEVER HURT YOUR REYANSH." "DON'T SHOW ME THOSE FAKE TEARS OF YOURS!" he snapped, voice sharp like a blade, slamming his fist into the wall with a thud that echoed through the room. "YOU THINK I CAN'T SEE THROUGH THAT INNOCENT ACT? THAT SOFTNESS? IT'S ALL A LIE, ISN'T IT?" Siya dropped to her knees, heart breaking. "IT'S NOT ABOUT REYANSH, RUDRA... IT'S ABOUT YOU... YOU NEEDED LOVE, RUDRA." . . . ╰┈➤Rudra Singhania - a six-foot-tall man, breathtakingly handsome and steamingly hot, with a presence that commands attention. Grumpy as hell, CEO of Singhania Group of Industries Pvt. Ltd., recently returned from London. A man carved from ice and fire, he's a single parent to little Reyansh - just a few months old - trying to balance towering empires with tiny cries. He hates women, hates emotions, and despises the very idea of letting a nanny or any woman near his baby. ╰┈➤Siya Sharma - a beautiful, cheerful girl with a heart full of dreams and the weight of responsibilities on her shoulders. Daughter to a single mother and a protective elder sister, she balances her 4th year of architecture with the chaos of life. What she never saw coming was becoming the unexpected nanny to Rudra Singhania's baby - a twist of fate that would change everything. Two opposites. One roof. A child in between. Will Siya ever be more than just a nanny in Rudra's eyes? Will Reyansh open his heart to her? And will Rudra finally let love touch the parts of him he's buried deep?

ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʜᴇ ʜɪᴅᴇꜱ ʜᴇʀ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀʀɴꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴇᴀʀ ɪᴛ... ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀʀɴꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴏɴ ꜰɪʀᴇ- ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʙᴜʀɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ. ʀɪᴠᴀᴀɴᴛʜ & ꜱʜʀᴀᴠᴀɴɪ - ᴀ ꜱᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ɪɴ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ. ᴀ ᴍᴀɴᴀɢᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʀᴀɴ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ɪᴛ. ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴏꜰᴛ. ɪᴛ'ꜱ ꜱᴀᴄʀᴇᴅ. ꜱʜᴀᴜʀʏᴀ & ɪꜱʜɪʀᴀ - ᴀ ʟɪᴇᴜᴛᴇɴᴀɴᴛ ʙᴏᴜɴᴅ ʙʏ ᴅᴜᴛʏ. ᴀ ʙɪᴋᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʙᴏᴡꜱ ᴛᴏ ɴᴏɴᴇ. ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛᴇᴅ. ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ, ᴜɴᴛᴀᴍᴇᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴜᴛᴛᴇʀʟʏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀꜱ. 𝓣𝔀𝓸 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓼. 𝓣𝔀𝓸 𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓼. 𝓞𝓷𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮𝓯𝓲𝓮𝓵𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓯𝓪𝓽𝓮. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓭𝓲𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓲𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮... 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓫𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓲𝓽. Coming soon... 🎀

#3 in tragicromance (Nov 26, 2025) #2 in thriller (Feb 17, 2026) Phase - I Betrayal This is the thing that doesn't come from a stranger but from someone close. Because a stranger doesn't have enough power to destroy you completely but the one we are close with knows how to ruin us inside out. The same thing happened with the Kiara but who? Who is the one vowing to destroy her? Who is the one trying to sabotage power over her? Who among her closest one trying to pull her down? To know more about Kiara and her life which is full of ups and down read the story and uncover mysteries along with her. ~********~ Phase - II Looking at me he moved towards me and said " Didn't you hear what he talked with the man." I shook my head in denial. " No." Coming forward he looked at me in my eyes and said sternly " Don't lie to me you must have heard something." Inhaling deep breath in frustration I said " I didn't hear anything." Getting angry he held my hair in his fist and said angrily " I am telling you last time don't lie to me. Tell me everything that you saw or heard." Hissing I replied " I am telling the truth. I really didn't heard or saw the man who came." He came dangerously close to me and said " I am telling you one thing very clearly till you won't tell me everything I won't allow you to go from here. Because once a person lie to me I either kill them or leave them to rot here." Smiling psychotically he said " Welcome to Shaveer's hell Ms. Kiara."