𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝑯𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑪𝒉𝒆𝒄𝒌𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆 From high school politics to running a nation, she's always been a master of manipulation, using her wit and tactics to navigate the dark world of power. Unbeknownst to her, someone has been watching-ruthless ruler who despises politicians. When their worlds finally collide, a dangerous game of manipulation and strategy begins. Will she outsmart him, or will he claim victory in their battle for control? Or will they let their guards down for the first time? 𝗔𝗶𝗿𝗮 𝗕𝗮𝗶𝗴 𝘅 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗰𝘂𝘀 𝗟𝗼𝗴𝗮𝗻𝘀

❝𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞... 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞. 𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞.❞ 𝐌𝐚𝐣𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐕𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐩𝐮𝐭 lives by medals, mission reports, and the silence of secrets while 𝐃𝐫. 𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐯𝐢 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐚 breathes through research papers, lab results, and the noise of questions. Their first meeting was a disaster. It was hate at first sight. She mocked his 𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚 and he dismissed her 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑔𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒. It was full of sharp words and stubborn pride, both swearing they could never stand each other. But fate worked in quiet ways as it bound them long before they realized it and met again. It was in the most desi way possible. 𝑨𝒏 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆. Now that destiny tied them together, sparks don't fly because they clash like fire and ice as they turned it into a bet. She calls him emotionless. He calls her stubborn. She prays for his postings to keep him away while he silently yearns for a chance to pull her closer. A soldier who hides his heart and a researcher turned assistant professor who denies hers, tied in a marriage that turns into the most 𝒔𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒅 of all.

⋆.𐙚 ̊"𝐀𝐀𝐏 𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐒𝐄 𝐘𝐔𝐍 𝐊𝐇𝐀𝐅𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐔𝐀 𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐄, 𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈 𝐑𝐔𝐇𝐇 𝐊𝐀𝐀𝐍𝐏 𝐉𝐀𝐓𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐈 𝐉𝐀𝐀𝐍𝐀.." 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝜗ৎ She wasn't the bride they chose. She was the bride they sacrificed. When her stepsister disappears on the wedding day, Noor is forced into the mandap to save her family's reputation. With trembling hands and a broken heart, she marries a man she has never met. Rivaan Singh Ranawat. A billionaire. A man worshipped by the business world. Cold. Untouchable. Impossible to understand. Their marriage begins with silence. With strangers sharing the same name. With promises that neither of them ever asked to make. But beneath Rivaan's calm smile lies a truth no one knows. A truth powerful enough to shake empires. A truth capable of turning love into the most dangerous weakness. As Noor slowly learns what it feels like to be loved, cherished, and finally called family, the ghosts of her past refuse to let her go. And when Rivaan's hidden world collides with the life they've built together, every promise they've made will be tested. Because some secrets don't just destroy lives... They start wars.

Harman's world is small, just him and his little daughter Purvi. Being a single father isn't easy, but Purvi's giggles, stubbornness, and tiny hugs make every struggle worth it. She is his whole universe... his reason to smile after every exhausting day. Their life is simple, chaotic, and full of adorable father-daughter moments... until Anchal enters their lives. Anchal, a girl from Bihar, comes to the city looking for a fresh start. Carrying insecurities about her weight and constantly doubting herself, she rents a room in Harman's house as a paying guest. What she doesn't expect... is a tiny tornado named Purvi. Within days, Purvi claims Anchal as her person....dragging her into bedtime stories, snack time, and kindergarten dramas. Soon the quiet house is filled with laughter, playful arguments, and Purvi's daily complaints about her class rival Rihan. As days pass, the line between tenant and family slowly fades. Harman begins to notice how the house feels warmer when Anchal is around. Purvi has already made up her mind... But Anchal still believes she is only temporary in their lives. Between adorable childhood rivalries, heartfelt moments, and unexpected laughter, this story is about love finding its way into the most unexpected home. A heartwarming romance-comedy filled with cute chaos, healing hearts, and one little girl who might just be the best matchmaker of all. #indian 1 #romance 2 #singlefather 3 #singleparent 3 #1 indian #5 India #3 romcom #4 Romance #romance 4

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐍𝐘𝐑𝐀 𝐱 𝐕𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆 She once dreamed of marrying Him. Not for revenge. Not for hatred. But for love. Love from that childhood. Genuine. Pure. Until the night that changed everything. Years later, she returns with a heart full of scars and a plan carefully built on betrayal. She will marry him, step into his world, and watch it crumble from the inside. But Vedang doesn't see an enemy. He only see his Littlehead, whom he thought he lost years ago. Without knowing the truth behind her identity, he finds himself helplessly drawn to her-obsessed, captivated, and hopelessly in love. And every time he calls her "little head," something from past threatens to break the wall. Because revenge is simple. But loving the man you swore to destroy... is not. But by the time the truth surfaces and He founds his family member's murderer. You all will ask- who destroyed whom? NYRA DHAWAN x VEDANG SINGHANIA

𝐇𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧🤍 𝑴𝒆𝒆𝒓 𝑨𝒛𝒍𝒂𝒏 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒉 was never the man who believed in love. Reserved, composed, and burdened by expectations, he agreed to marry 𝗔𝘀𝗸𝗮 𝗔𝗹𝗶 to fulfill a promise made - not out of choice, but respect. To him, marriage was an obligation... a bond wrapped in silence. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏 . 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍. 𝑨𝒛𝒌𝒂 𝑨𝒍𝒊 ,on the other hand, came into the marriage with quiet hope. She didn't expect grand gestures, just a corner in his world - a little space to exist, to breathe, to be seen. But Azlan's silence was louder than words, and his quiet care sharper than any workship. Until the small things began to change.🕊

𝐀 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥. 𝐀 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞.

I stood there, trembling slightly, my heart threatening to burst from my chest. The world around us seemed to blur, leaving only him - his presence, his warmth, the steady rhythm of his breathing. My voice came out barely a whisper, fragile, almost breaking under the weight of my longing. "Kya mein tumhare seene par sar rakh kar aakhri baar tumhari dhadkan sun sakti hu?" (Can I... can I rest my head on your chest and hear your heartbeat... one last time?) I asked, each word soaked in fear and desperation. I felt as if if I spoke any louder, the fragile moment would shatter into pieces. Mihir looked at me then. He didn't speak immediately. He just held my gaze, his eyes searching mine as if trying to memorize every fragment of me, every silent plea in my soul. And then, in that gentle, quiet tone that cut deeper than any scream, he said, "Tumne agar meri dhadkan aakhri baar sun li toh tumhari dhadkan humesha ke liye ruk jaayegi." (If you hear my heartbeat one last time... your heartbeat will stop forever). The words sank into me like ice, freezing everything inside me, yet setting my heart ablaze in a strange, unbearable ache. I felt a shiver run down my spine, but I couldn't pull away. Somehow, I wanted to feel him, wanted to feel the warmth of his chest beneath my head, even if it meant risking everything. ----------- What will happen if, with just one glance at someone, a person's life changes? How did that one look make that person fall to their knees in prostration? Will she be able to forget that single gaze that made her a prisoner forever? Was that meeting of eyes the will of the God, or just a lesson for her?

A forced royal marriage| 19 year old bride of Jodhpur A mature guy king --- - He's cold, royal, and gentleman. -She's kind, rebellious, and secretly possessive. ~She was once the unwanted queen. Now she's the one who owns the king.