[PREVIOUSLY KNOWN AS 𝐒𝐀𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐇!] 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ── .✦ 𝗔 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗥 𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 [𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 1 𝗢𝗙 "MARRIED SERIES "°•🪷°•] ʏᴀʜɪɴ ᴛᴀᴋ ᴛʜᴀ ꜱᴀꜰᴀʀ ᴀᴩɴᴀ ᴛᴜᴍʜᴇ ʜᴀɪ ʟᴀᴜᴛ ᴋᴀʀ ᴊᴀᴀɴᴀ ᴋᴀʙʜɪ ᴍᴀɪɴ ʏᴀᴀᴅ ᴀᴀᴜɴ ᴛᴏʜ ᴄʜᴀʟᴇ ᴀᴀɴᴀ, ᴄʜᴀʟᴇ ᴀᴀɴᴀ!! _________________________________________ " Ansh..aapse maine bohot toot kar 𝘔𝘖𝘏𝘈𝘉𝘉𝘈𝘛 kiya tha... aur ab jab nafrat karungi, woh bhi bohot shiddat se karungi." ── ᴋɪʏᴀɴᴀ ᴄʜᴀᴛᴜʀᴠᴇᴅɪ _________________________________________ "Even in the shadows, my siren glows brighter than anything I've ever seen."── ᴩᴀʀᴛʜ ꜱɪɴɢʜ ᴄʜᴀᴜʜᴀɴ _________________________________________ "Tumhare naam par mere dil mein sirf dard aur nafrat hai....." ── ᴅʜʀᴜᴠ ᴋʜᴜʀᴀɴᴀ _________________________________________ There is no cheating between the couples.

~ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫 𝐱 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞 (Short story) 𝐀 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲. It's purely fictional. If anyone have problem with it, so please don't read. The name itself is Their forbidden love, so ofcourse there will be forbidden romance. •𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐩, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.

A simple, plain fictional love story! • Obsessed male lead • Possesive • age gap • marriage

Advaith Rajput, elder brother, cold, ruthless morally grey, could do anything for his mother. hates Navya Rathore to the core. 28 years old, masculine, tall, handsome, patient. Navya Rathore, elder sister, soft hearted, kind.. yet ruthless than any other mafia you'll ever see. vowed since childhood to sue the Rajput heirarchy. 24 years old, beautiful, sharp, charming. Devansh Rajput, younger brother, cold, as if heart made up of stone, always impatient to make Aaradhya bow, things of Rathore's as nothing but salves. 25 years old, charming, handsome, tall, masculine, carries fire in eyes. Aaradhya Rathore, equal of Devansh Rajput, younger sister, cold, portrayed as heartless by society which she is, she never bows not even infront of death, carries the fire and spirit of her father. 21 years old, tall, beautiful as if came from heaven to sue your hell out. ~♡A tragic ending? legendary ending? or...something else? where would this story lead to end? hatred or love? possession over revenge? leverage or family?♡~ all your questions will be solved if you read the sorry, cookies. author lovess yaaaa, N.💕

_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. THIS STORY IS WRITTEN WITH THE HELP OF "AI",BUT STORY LINE IS MY OWN. Please read whole story.male lead have a really good character development This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!

At St. Xavier's High, excellence is the standard. For Rudra Malhotra, it's a way of life. A school topper, head boy, and basketball star, Rudra is all about discipline, focus, and control-except when his temper flares. With his eyes always on the prize, he doesn't have time for distractions... until he meets Sia Verma. an artist at heart, Sia is everything Rudra isn't. Bubbly, dramatic, and completely uninterested in academics, she's far more comfortable with a paintbrush in hand than a textbook. The youngest sibling of Rudra's best friend, Veer, Sia has always lived in the shadow of her older brother's achievements. But when she enters the same school, she's determined to make her own mark. Their worlds collide on the very first day, and sparks fly. Despite their stark differences, there's an undeniable pull between them, though neither is willing to admit it. In a school where excellence reigns and emotions are kept at bay, the lines between control and chaos begin to blur. Will Rudra and Sia overcome their differences, or will their fates remain as tangled as an unfinished sketch? --- #

KAPOOR SERIES #BOOK 1 Shruti Gupta a high school teacher has known Varun Kapoor a well known business man in India since her college days . Both had liked each other during their college days but never confessed to each other . Due to their likeness for each other in the past both of them are sometimes awkward around each other in the present time. What happens when circumstances lead Varun and Shruti to come in a fake relationship ? And what will this fake relationship lead them into ? Will romance sparkle between them ? This book is written in english so non-hindi readers can read it as well . There are hindi lines also in between but I have given translation for it . Started : 9/08/23 Started Rewriting : 13/07/24 Finished: ?

✭ 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗢𝗻𝗲 𝗜𝗻 '𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀' Nishtha~ "I think you should try flirting with someone who is interested in you. Because I am not at all interested in you or your good looks, Mr. Ahuja." Samarth~ "I will see how much longer she can resist my charm." ° ° ° NISHTHA CHANDWANI A single mother and fiercely independent, Nishtha works as the PA to the CEO of one of India's top publishing houses. Her life revolves around her 3-year-old daughter, Mishka, who is her greatest joy and biggest responsibility. Haunted by a traumatic past, Nishtha hides her pain behind a cold, no-nonsense demeanor, refusing to let anyone get too close. Love and trust? She is done with those illusions. DR. SAMARTH AHUJA A celebrated psychologist with a magnetic charm, Samarth is used to getting attention wherever he goes. Known for his playful flirting, he thrives on the chase but never lets things go too far. However, behind the carefree facade lies a man who fiercely protects those he loves. Samarth is someone you want on your side- a loyal friend who will go to any lengths to safeguard his people. But cross him, and his cunning mind can become your worst nightmare. ° ° ° What happens when an obsessive heart meets an unyielding soul? In this gripping tale of love, obsession, and danger- Nishtha and Samarth's worlds collide in ways neither of them could have foreseen.