𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐛𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞. __________________________________ "Aaliya" I whispered. She smiled at me and asked, "What?" "I'm sorry" I said before pulling out the handkerchief from my pocket and forcefully pressing it on Aaliya's face. She tried to fight for some seconds but then, she fainted. __________________________________ Akshara Mehrotra, A kind,savage and sunshine girl who can't keep silent for more than 10 seconds. She completed her MBBS and was going to NYC for her MS ( master of surgery) course. In easy words, her life was a happy and simple rich life, until he entered. Arhaan Singhaniya, A grumpy,cold man with a dark past. He is a businessman who's company comes is in the top lists of the world and indeed a billionaire. His life was colourless,dark and plain, until she entered. On the wedding day of Arhaan and Akshara's bestfriend, Aaliya, something happened that the person who ended up marrying Arhaan was Akshara, not Aaliya. What happened? Why she did it? Will Arhaan accept her? What made Arhaan like this? And the most important, will they be able to solve the tangled threads of Hearts and Truths ? ✨READ THE BOOK TO FIND ANSWERS✨ __________________________________ "I-i re-reall-yy like y-you" I lied looking down at my hands, not daring to look in his burning eyes. My breath hitched when he held me by my hair and forced me to look up at him. "Say that again?" I opened my mouth to say but nothing came out, except the burning tears from my eyes. "Fine,Then Show me" he hissed before pinning me to the wall.

🥀 A love that was left incomplete.... 🥀 The bonds that got strained, the relationships that got tarnished and were kept on a thin edge....... 🥀 The societal norms that compressed the poor souls, the judgements and Traditions that left a mark on a Family..... Dive in to know the Story and Saga of Family, Love, Sibling Love, Romance, Misunderstandings, Secrets, Politics, Society rules n norms and many more...... ⚠️ This is a Fictional Story and purely MY Own Imagination, No one is allowed to Copy or Publish my work, not even the plots, characters and dialogues should be copied otherwise strict actions will be taken......please Respect everyone's Hardwork. ⚠️ 📍 All the images used in the story are taken from Pinterest, Credits to the rightful owners.

Under the silver glow of the Swiss moon, secrets sleep behind glass mansions and snow-draped hills. She once laughed freely, like moonlight dancing on still water-until tragedy stole her voice. Now, she lives in silence, carrying scars no one sees, trusting no one easily. Especially not men. Deep inside, the spark of the girl she used to be still flickers... faint, but alive. When fate forces her into a powerful household filled mostly with boys-brothers who distrust girls as much as she avoids attachments-everything begins to shift. Will she learn to let her walls fall? Will they accept a sister who doesn't share their blood? And what becomes of a girl who loves solitude when she is bound to a family she never chose? Because the moon never forgets. And neither does an heiress.

It's a sequel to "His Ruthless Possession". NOT A STANDALONE! (The first book is available on Inkitt) paperback soon

Life is so unpredictable!! Ruhanika Singh Rathore, got over her childhood crush and now she's stepping up in her life as she enters her 23rd year of life. She is the only sister of three brothers, grown up with love and princess treatment. She's career oriented and very much a bad girl, being rich didn't made her spoiled brat, or maybe? Arnav Kapoor, a young bachelor always had a very cold aura. Once had a childhood friend whom he can't forget. He went abroad and made his name there by becoming a young multimillionaire in no age. He's respected by everyone and ones who knows his real identity fears him to the core. It's hidden from everyone but what is his real identity? What happens when the two souls are re-united once again after years? That too by business. Will they be able to work together under the same roof? Will their situation-ship take a turn in a good way or bad?

Let's meet again for the first time. Her mother shook her head, tears streaming down her face. "Who will marry you now, when people get to know you were left by Vikram?" Before I could even process what I was doing, the words left my mouth. "I will marry her." ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ Aarav Malhotra, I've loved her since I was fourteen. She was my best friend, my partner in crime, and she was supposed to be my partner for life. I was meant to make her mine. But she left. For twelve years, there was no contact. Now, she's my wife, and those feelings I had for her are still there. But my anger, the pain she caused, is much stronger than my love for her. I will make her suffer. She needs to understand how it feels to be broken by someone you care about. Anika Kapoor, I have always loved him. I still do. He promised to be with me in my darkness, save me from it. But he moved on. He never once looked back, and I was stuck in the memories of us. And now, he is my husband. He married me out of obligation. I try to hold on to the memories of the boy I loved, but it's hard when he's standing right in front of me, a stranger in so many ways. The boy who used to make me laugh is gone, replaced by an arrogant, irritating man. Aarav × Anika Will they get played by destiny, or will they fall in love, read their story to find out. TW: sexual content, graphic gore, infertility, sexual harassment

"Even you know Vivek our marriage is not normal, and it can never be one." I cried out to the person standing close to me while taking 2 steps away from him. "Then let's work to make it normal, love. Yes, I do see us as different from other normal couples, but that is because I live a fairytale that I never believed in, with you. You make me want to come back home every day, and you know my home is not the one with 4 walls" I heard my husband say to me and my questioning gaze immediately met his light brown orbs that held nothing but pure love. "My home is you." He whispered, and I could feel my cheeks getting wetter than they already were. "Everything is imperfectly perfect, but I am still willing to make it work like how you want, but for that, you need to start believing in yourself, you need to be happy. Will you do that for me, for yourself, for us?" He asked me hopefully and how could I refuse the only thing that he has ever asked from me in our past 6 months of marriage? I nodded meekly, and he kissed my forehead while taking me in his loving embrace. I love my husband! Join Smriti and Vivek in their journey of friendship, love, trust and belongingness as I discover my inner writer while penning down their beautiful journey. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Disclaimer: All the characters written below are imaginary and a work of pure fiction. There is no resemblance to any incident or situation and is written as a work of fiction. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: This is my first book and hence I'm bound to make mistakes, but I'm ready for this rollercoaster ride! I'm ready to learn from those mistakes and take steps to make your reading experience pleasant and enjoyable. All I ask is for your support and kindness. Do give this book a chance! :) #1 vivek #1 indianbook #1 smriti #1 delhi #1 couple #1 arrangedlove #2 literature #5 groom #9 indianwedding #15 doctor

"𝐍𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐨 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮... 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄" " Why are you making it difficult for me? Just leave me the fuck alone" Aanya said or more like screamed those words on his face. " Oh, so my Baby does know how to curse. Amusing." He said, with a pained smile plastered on his face. " You..." Her words were sealed between her lips when she found he was standing right infront of him. Their forehead touching each other while their lips just an inch apart. She raised her hands to hit his chest. " I fucking hate you " She whispered the words against his lips while hitting him. Her eyes held unshedded tears and anger flashing through them. He held her hands and put a halt on her actions. His voice turning darker and lethal. " You don't hate me Aanya and you know it and this will be the first and last fucking time these words will slip through your pretty lips. Am I clear?" He warned her while caressing her face while his thumb wiping the tears sliding through her eyes. " Kyu kr rhe hain aap yeh sab ?, Kya hazil kr lenge aap aise? " Her lips were trembling as she muffled a pained sob before her lips. It's been a year since he lost her. Now, he is back to make her his and this time, separation is not a choice he will give her. ************ _______________ #1 india on 11/11/2023 #1 childhoodsweethearts on 11/11/2023 #1 desi on 14/11/2023 ________________