"If I lose something valuable, what would you do?" Tara asked. "If I can replace it, I will. But if not, I'll hug the life out of you and make up for the loss with extra love." "What if I annoy you?" "I'll bear with you," he said, a teasing smile playing on his lips. "What if I make a mistake?" she pressed. "I'll scold you... but while holding you close to me, so you know I'm not really upset." "What if I act like a brat?" Shivansh's eyes softened. "Then I'll pamper you even more, until you're too spoiled to stay mad." Tara laughed, and it was a sound that brought warmth to his chest. "And what if I just keep blabbering on like this?" she asked, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Then, just like now, I'll keep listening to you," he said, and there was a depth in his voice that made her heart skip a beat. ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. "I need a mother-in-law who's down for coffee dates and a father-in-law I can gossip with for hours. And let's not forget-I want his brothers and sisters to join me for some serious shopping sprees. Fuck this 'My man should only love me,' If I'm doing this, I want a family that treats me like their daughter, not just a daughter-in-law!" ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. "Do you always have to shoulder everything alone, Vansh?" "I'm the eldest. It's my responsibility, Jaan." ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. He thought he could handle everything on his own until she walked into his life and showed him what it means to lean on someone. Their love is a gentle breeze in a world full of chaos. Join them in their tale of finding comfort, acceptance, and the beautiful mess of family.

AKASH RATHORE - 27 years old young sunshine boy of family ....COO of Rathore empire ...he didn't have any connection with girls in his whole life....but what will happen when he meets his future doctor wife on his dear bhabhi maa's request NAINA SHARMA - 25 years old young doctor... specifically a heart surgeon...she is a strict and grumpy girl...never into boys .....but what will happen when she is tied with a sunshine boy... . . . . Dive in to the story of our sunshine boy and our grumpy girl....read to know how he melts the heart of our heart surgeon 😁

🌌 Whisper's of Destiny 🌌 By @ashii_verse 🖤 "Some stories aren't meant to be told. They're meant to bleed through silence... and leave scars where no one sees." --- Avni. Soft. Subtle. Almost invisible to the world. But beneath her quiet grace lies a storm she's too afraid to name. She doesn't raise her voice. She doesn't ask for more. She simply exists - until he sees her. The man no one dares to look in the eye... yet she meets his gaze with trembling honesty. Rajveer. Sharp mind. Cold presence. A man who speaks less and controls more. He doesn't crave love. He craves silence, control, and order. But there's something about her - the way she lowers her eyes when he speaks, the way her fear doesn't hide her truth - that draws him in like a storm waiting to be unleashed. --- ❝ You look at me like I'm human, Avni... ❞ ❝ But I've spent my whole life making sure I'm not. ❞ ❝ And still... ❞ ❝ You make me want to be yours. ❞ --- This is not a love story. This is restraint and desire at war. A girl too soft for his world. A man too dangerous for hers. And a fate that ties them together - not gently, but violently. He doesn't know how to love. She doesn't know how to leave. And somewhere in the silence between them, something begins to burn... slowly, darkly, beautifully. ✨ Whisper's of Destiny - a haunting slow-burn of longing, power, and a love so quiet... it leaves nothing untouched. ---

𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 - 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈 He is the sole heir to the mighty Suryavanshi Dynasty, the indomitable "Ayushman Suryavanshi." She is the eldest daughter of the esteemed Rajput Dynasty, the graceful "Arohi Rajput." And then there's Rishika Rajput, the youngest daughter of Rajput, whose fate is intricately woven into theirs. What will happen when Arohi is forced to step into the role of the bride, replacing Rishika? Will love blossom between them, or will fate rip them apart? Will Ayushman ever accept Arohi, or is something far more twisted lying in wait for them in the depths of their destiny? To uncover the truth, to see how their journey unfolds-don't miss a single moment of this tale. Follow their story to its breathtaking end! #4 in India (26.09.25) #5 in India (1.10.25) #1 in India (3.10.25) #4 in India (10.10.25)

-This book moves a bit faster than my usual pace. Some events might feel slightly fast-forwarded, but I've done that to keep the essence tight, the emotions raw, and the story impactful without unnecessary dragging. . . He exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "Roop, shaadi kisi majboori mein nahi ki jati." (Marriage isn't something that should happen out of compulsion.) A bitter smile tugged at my lips. "Yahi toh farq hai tumhari aur meri zindagi mein, Anirudh. Tumhare paas choice hai, mere paas nahi." (That's the difference between your life and mine, Anirudh. You have a choice. I don't.) His expression darkened. "Main tumhari family se baat karunga-" "Nahi!" I cut him off, my voice sharp with desperation. "You won't understand. You've never seen helplessness, Anirudh. You don't know that when a girl has no options, she only looks for survival." A strange silence stretched between us, thick with unspoken pain. Anirudh sighed and leaned back against the bench, his fingers tapping against his knee. "You're telling me you'd marry any stranger just because you have no other way out?" I stiffened. "You're not a stranger." His lips quirked up, almost amused. "Until a day ago, I was." I clenched my fists. "I don't care who you are. I just need to accept this match, or the other option will destroy me." Anirudh fell silent, his gaze steady on me. The playfulness in his eyes faded, replaced by something more intense, more thoughtful. Finally, he asked, "And what if I tell you that I don't want to marry you either?"

"𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔, 𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎" ••• There's an unspoken rule about your best friend's brother, 𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 but when the said brother is the exact definition of your imaginary boyfriend, rules get blurry and lines get crossed. It was supposed to be just a birthday party but eyes met, that unknown feeling took residence, and in middle of all the chaos, There was a beginning of something forbidden yet something so real for both of them. Just a normal crush, right? No.

Veeranshu Mehra, a man who has never known love, comes into marriage with Tara, a woman caught in a web of family obligation and personal fear. Tara agrees to marry him, not out of love, but to honor her grandfather's wishes and escape the grasp of Sameer, a dangerous man who wants to marry her. As they navigate a marriage built on necessity, neither expects love to blossom between them. But through emotional struggles, trust-building, and unexpected moments of vulnerability, they begin to heal each other's past wounds. What starts as a marriage of convenience slowly transforms into something deeper, as they realize they need each other more than they ever anticipated.

Naina Rao: She's a 22 year old engineering graduate. Loves to read books , write and is an intellectual thinker. Aspires to study AI in Canada. Lives everyday like it's her last day. Does not have a perfect body you know like the model kind. That's her biggest insecurity. Wishes to help the needy as much as she can. Viraj Gupta: He's a 27 year old Indian army officer. He's is already a Major. People respect him and his work is highly commendable. He inspires his colleagues . He's strong , invincible and above all can do anything to protect his country and his people. But beneath all this he has many more layers that is to be unraveled. A dark past, someone still on his trail and much more.. When Naina a meek and a soft spoken girl meets Viraj the rugged man what will happen? Will sparks fly or hearts break? Find out.... WARNING: This story has some smut, violence and swearing. Read it at your own risk. I'll put a warning when there are some explicit scenes. You can always skip them. *Rated 18+ due to mature content* Also I have researched about the Indian army. The book is completely imaginary and it has nothing to do with what happens in real life. This book is dedicated to all those people who serve for our country. The brave countrymen! Third place in Critics Choice Awards 2021, Action/Adventure category! Story start date: 12th November 2020 Story end date : 14th March 2021

#1 𝘗𝘶𝘯𝘫𝘢𝘣𝘪 𝘔𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦 ☆☆☆ "𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦?" 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴. "𝘍𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦" 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥. ☆☆☆ • 𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐀- 𝑔ℎ𝑎𝑟 𝑘𝑖 𝑏𝑎𝑑𝑖 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑖 (𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦) • 𝐑𝐔𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐒𝐇- 𝑔ℎ𝑎𝑟 𝑘𝑎 𝑒𝑘𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑎 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑎 (𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑦) ☆☆☆ 𝘛𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘴:- ~ 𝘈𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦 ~ 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘛𝘰 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 ~ 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 ~ 𝘚𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 ~ 𝘐𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 ~ 𝘉𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 ~ 𝘉𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘪 𝘟 𝘌𝘬𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘢 𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘢 ~ 𝘗𝘶𝘯𝘫𝘢𝘣𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘨ue

"He was never meant to be hers, but she'll break the world to make it so". ~ ~ Kashvi Sharma ~ ~ She has never begged. She has never known the taste of rejection, the sting of defeat, or the ache of longing-until she saw him. She isn't the kind of woman to fall. She hunts. She takes what she wants, and she never asks twice. But Vardhaan? He is the only thing she has ever truly desired. At 23, she is a name spoken in whispers, the leader of an empire built on blood and power. Beautiful. Ruthless. Unstoppable. A queen who bows to no one. ~ ~ Vardhaan Tripathi ~ ~ A man who isn't meant to be owned. A man who builds empires with a signature and destroys legacies with a whisper. A man who walks through life untouched, uninterested, and immune to the idea of love. At 27, Vardhaan has spent years crafting his empire, turning his wealth into a legacy untouchable by any force. He has been chased by women, feared by men, and respected by those who know he does not play games. ° ° ° And yet, Kashvi is a storm he never saw coming. A woman who doesn't understand the word 'no.' A woman who doesn't just want his love-she demands his soul. "You don't love me, Kashvi." "I don't love, Vardhaan. I claim." What starts as a dangerous obsession turns into a war of control. He refuses. She persists. He resists. She ensnares. She chases, he resists. She controls, he defies. But when the lines blur and Vardhaan starts to fall-will it be love, or will it be war? " Not all love stories are soft. Some are dark. Some are deadly. "