When Alaia married the billionaire, Agastya Singhania, she was okay to be stepped in a loveless marriage. She knew from the start that she'd always be the Unloved Bride but then what about the soft corner that she's going to develop for her husband? Will she ever be loved even if she loves him with all her heart? Will she ever be enough? How can she be okay with the fact that her husband is still in love with his girlfriend who's dead?

Two rivals. All around the world. On fake honeymoons. Poppy: All I've ever wanted to do was travel and see the world, every inch, every corner of it that I could. Everything in my life was going according to plan. Every day was summer vacation for me. Until Joshua Everett Nilsen walked into it. My co-worker, my rival, my nightmare. Everything I hate put together into one... I hate to admit it, devilishly handsome man. He's gorgeous and that only made me hate him more. As handsome as sin. But he's bossy, he's arrogant, he thinks he's always right, and now, he's my travel partner. Now, there's no escaping him because everywhere I go, I'll go with him. Josh: Escaping my past and traveling is the one thing that has kept me going so far. And finally making it and seeing the world has paid off. Everything in my life was going according to plan. Every day was summer vacation for me. Until Poppy Valentine obliterated it. My co-worker, my rival, the most annoying person I've ever met. She's everything I despise and more. With her attitude, her constant need to prove me wrong, her brighter-than-the-sun smile, and her annoyingly pretty eyes, I hated her even more. And now I'm her travel partner. It was her mess, her problem, and somehow, she pulled me down with her. Everywhere I go, she's coming with me. ... Travel Addict Weekly. The biggest travel magazine in the city of New York. Poppy and Josh. Josh and Poppy. The most popular writers. And the biggest rivals. When Poppy's travel partner is fired for breaking employment rules, she needs someone else to travel the world and write articles critiquing every city with her. And who would be better than the man she hates the most? Josh. It's pure attraction and intense chemistry hidden in the name of rivalry and hatred. . . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

"His Butterfly" Bound together as children by a secret marriage neither of them remembers, Aamna and Zayan grow up as cousins under one roof - she, the lighthearted butterfly everyone adores; he, the stormy soul who lets no one close but her. Aamna's laughter is the only thing that softens Zayan's arrogance, yet neither knows the truth that ties them. When old family secrets begin to resurface, their innocent bond teeters on the edge of destiny and discovery. Is she simply his cousin, his confidant - or the girl who was his all along?

𝑨𝒃𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒗 𝑿 𝑨𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒂 Previous name " Mr. Teacher " He's her teacher. She's his forbidden storm. And neither of them knows how to walk away. She wasn't supposed to fall for him. He was never meant to feel. But when rules break, love doesn't ask twice.... 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫....

**"They married with a contract, not a promise. She was eighteen, with dreams too big for her hands. He was older, with walls too high for his heart. Love was never part of the deal. But life had other plans- Plans that came with tiny heartbeats, midnight cravings, and a bond neither of them saw coming. Through whispers in hospital corridors, through sleepless nights and gentle touches, through fear, pain, and a thousand unspoken words... they found love. Not once, but twice- first for each other, and then for the two little souls who made them a family. This is not just a story of falling in love. It's a story of staying in love... against all odds."**

A student professor arrange marriage romance ｡⁠*⁠♡✧⁠*⁠。 ✧She was his gravity , his fucking planet and he was lost without her ✧ (⁠◉⁠‿⁠◉⁠) TROPES- Arrange marriage ✓ Age gap ✓ Student × Professor ✓ Grumpy × Sunshine ✓ Slow burn✓ Jealousy ✓ Green flag ✓ #2 in youngadult #3 in comdey-drama #9 in cute #4 in cute #4 in agegap

"The Hacker and the Mob Boss" ❦ Reyna Fields seems to be an ordinary girl with her thick-framed glasses, baggy clothes, hair always up in a ponytail, and her head tucked away behind a computer screen. However, no one knows she's armed with a genius IQ and a heart of gold. She hacks her way into virtual systems on a search for her mother. Unfortunately for her, she has hacked into the wrong database. She hacked into the database of the notorious mob boss, Santino "Saint" Venturi. Saint is the opposite of his name. He's known for his ruthlessness. As a mob boss to a mafia, he learned to eat or be eaten. When Reyna stumbles upon his database, a plan dispersed into his mind. He's going to take her. ❦ "I don't share, angel." "He's a friend," she found herself saying. Dante was too busy staring at her to notice the fiery glare in Saint's eyes. She was mentally praying that Dante would just look away. His fingers trailed up her leg before his hand latched onto her sex. He held her there while a small gasp left her lips. "I will fuck you on this table if he doesn't stop looking at what belongs to me." ❦ HIGHEST RANKING: #5 romance - 6/26/22 Dark Romance Cover by @-simplyhan

💔 A Love That Burned Too Bright... and Too Fast. Shivangi Mehra was never meant to fall for Avyaan Rathod - the college heartthrob, heir to a business empire, and a storm she couldn't resist. Their connection was undeniable. Fierce. Wild. Unwritten. Until tragedy struck - and one accident shattered their entire world. His father died. Her brother went to jail. And on the day she thought she was becoming his forever... > He left her. At the mandap. With nothing but broken vows and ashes in her hands. --- 🌑 Six Years Later... Shivangi has rebuilt herself from the wreckage, chasing peace in Delhi - until the past comes crashing back in the form of Avyaan. Ruthless. Successful. Still breathtakingly intense. He forces her into his world again - under the guise of business, but fueled by revenge. What neither of them expected... Was the baby. The longing. The truth that refuses to die. --- ❤️‍🔥 Can love truly survive betrayal? Can broken people find their way back - or will the fire consume them all over again? Ashes Between Us is a heart-wrenching, slow-burn romance of secrets, second chances, and the fine line between revenge and redemption.

𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 ••••• 𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 has been through hell. At age six, she was kidnapped and gone through the unimaginable. After half a year she was rescued and brought back alive yet with many scars covering her body and soul. At age nineteen, she was pushed into a marriage with a man she didn't love. A man that didn't even glance her way. At age twenty, she became a widow. A year after her marriage, her husband died in a brutal attack. Now, she is forced to marry the man she hates the most. The older brother of her deceased husband. ••••••

" Mumma, I am eighteen right now. I've not even started my college and you want me to get married to man who is six years older! This is not fair." I shouted, exasperated. " Swara, your sister has betrayed all of us and has run away from her own wedding. All the guests are waiting for the bride to come out. You know your grandfather's medical condition . He will not be able to take any shock right now and you if you don't go out, his hard earned reputation will get tainted and he may not be able to absorb this shock." Mumma tried to reason. " What about Aditya....? I call him jiju (brother in law) for god's sake maa!" I exclaimed. " He will be okay with this marriage." Amrita aunty said, entering the room. " Mumma...this is going to spoil three lives." I tried, talking sense. " Swara, beta please do this for both of the families." Aunty said, folding her hands in front of me. " I need to talk to him first." I demaded to which both of them obliged and within next five minutes, my so called jiju was standing in front of me. " I tried to reason out with them. Turns out they did not understand. Didi loves you. I think she must have been forced to take this decision." I said, defending Kritika di. " Forced? Her letter clearly states otherwise." He spoke with so much hatred in his voice. I kept quiet. " Get dressed and come to the mandap (pavilion)" He said and left the room, banging the door on his way. " Thank you so much ganpati bappa (god) for throwing me in this mess." I muttered and without an option, started getting ready. God, what is going to happen with my life now!