Adyant Malhotra, He was a walking enigma surrounded by his flames of destruction and power. He carried himself prim, sleek and neat. Foresaking people around him; craving to solve that conundrum. He could have the world by a snap of his fingers, but what Adyant wanted was a mother. A mother for his son, despite having all the riches and contacts, Adyant couldn't give that love to his child and that's what made him feel powerless for the first time. ***************************************** Inaya Rajput, She was the perfect mix of her pure ingredients; kindness, empathy, love, sophistication, all with her comeliness. Working in her dream profession, everyday was tranquil for her and to heal those little angels was her biggest conquest. ***************************************** Peep in to know more about Adyant and Inaya's ferocious rendezvous; with Adyant's little angel being their cupid. Tropes: -Single Father -Marriage Of Convinience -Forced Proximity -She Fell First But He Fell Harder -Enemies To Lovers

♡Book one in Destiny series♡ **If you are interested in cute and romantic story line then this is the exact story** (English Translation available) ************** "Meri aanko me hi dekhiye , Acha lagta hai " My heart skipped a beat over his words and a smile made its way over my lips . Is he flirting with me? No. I don't think so . Why will he do that. And how should I tell him that I can't keep looking into eyes because of the way he looks at me. "Kyu?" I asked in a low voice looking at him. He smiled at my question and then replied. "Kyuki aap toh jyada baate nhi karti , par aapki aankhe bahut kuch keh jaati hai" I didn't know what to say to him over his words because it made me speechless. I somehow gathered courage and asked while trying not to shutter. "T...toh ab kya keh rahi .hai.yeh aapse?" My voice was low and it sounded like a whisper . His smile widened when I asked that and he acted as if he is thinking something and then he replied. "Shyad yeh keh rahi hai ki ...." And with that he leaned over my ear and whispered in my ear . "Aapko meri karibi ab bhaane lagi hai" ✿✿✿✿✿✿ Tropes •Grumpy& Sunshine •Slowburn Romance •Age Gap •Possessive ML •Introvert and Shy FL •love at first sight •Substitute Bride

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

FEATURED: New Adult by @Romance Ambassador's Monthly Pick (July 2025) by @AmbassadorsIN Advika Bansal is that 20-year-old effortlessly juggling between her internship and college life while getting time to do things she likes (at the cost of sacrificing her sleep cycle). Reading books made it to the first! Nobody, including her best friend Aarvi, could impress her with their book taste. And, Heaven fell on her lap when her boyfriend Harsh gifted her the new national Bestseller, You Belong With Me by Aadya Chatterjee. She fell instantly in love with its male lead, Ishaan Ahuja. So in love that it made everyone around her go mad. Well... Perhaps, it was that crazy love that made her meet THE Ishaan Ahuja, living in the book's world. It took one hell of a journey for Ishaan and Advika to stay together, facing the wrath of everyone from both worlds, including the author Aadya. Well... Did they even stay together till the end? *** Cover by @arrowgig

Arabella never thought she would find herself in a dark alley with a billionaire, let alone end up tangled in his web of lies. When the billionaire offers Arabella a job, it seems too good to be true - and it is. He wants her to pretend to be his missing wife, a woman Arabella has never met. But the billionaire's charm and persistence make it difficult for Arabella to say no. As Arabella steps into the role of the missing wife, she discovers a life of luxury and privilege, but also secrets and danger. The more she learns about the billionaire's past, the more she realizes she's in way over her head. Caught between her growing feelings for the billionaire and the danger lurking around every corner, Arabella must decide whether to stay in the game or walk away. But with her heart on the line, walking away may not be an option. As Arabella uncovers the truth, the stakes get higher, and the danger more intense. Will she be able to keep up the charade and keep her heart intact? Or will the billionaire's secrets be too much for her to handle? With suspense and romance intertwined, Arabella must navigate the twists and turns of a world she never thought she would be a part of, in order to find true love and a way out. ... "I need you to pretend to be my 'missing wife'." My mouth drops open as the words left his mouth, I immediately said. "No." "No?" He repeated surprised. "No. I am not pretending to be your missing wife. Why don't you go find her instead?" BOOK COVER BY: typinchapters on insta!!

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 Battle 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬' ೃ⁀➷" what is wrong loving a devil as long the devil love you the way he loves hell ' Beneath the polished halls of an elite university, a storm brews, its fury waiting to explode. Rivalries smolder, secrets rot in the dark, and power is the blood-soaked prize everyone will kill for. Secrets are the currency they trade, and power is the blood that keeps them alive. At the heart of it all stands Aisha Sharma fierce, unpredictable, and a force that no one sees coming. With a past steeped in darkness and a soul carved by betrayal, she is more than just a player in this deadly game. She is the storm they never anticipated. In a world where the students are heirs to empires, power-hungry and ruthless, manipulation is second nature, and trust is a currency too expensive to afford. Everyone plays a role, hides a secret, and sharpens their knives in the dark. Yet none of them are prepared for what Aisha brings to the table, a force that can shatter their carefully built facades and ignite chaos like they've never known. But what they don't know is that the true threat is lurking just beyond their grasp. The Dead Squad twisted survivors of a cruel and horrific past have returned. Their vengeance is sharp, their fury unquenchable, and they will stop at nothing to burn everything to the ground. And above them all, an ancient, ruthless organization, built on manipulation and fear, pulls the strings from the shadows, as its monstrous creations break free to hunt those they once called their own. And survival? It demands more than strength, it demands a sacrifice that no one can escape. In this ruthless battle for the throne, where betrayal cuts deeper than any blade and power is the most dangerous prize who will outwit, outlast, and rise from the shadows to claim victory in a game where survival itself is a deadly gamble?

I really don't want to see his stupid face but alas the world is conspiring against me. Why did he even propose such an absurd idea when he hates me? She thought not being able to hide her distaste. " What brings you here, Shrey? " " Do I need a reason to come see my fiance? " He grinned while leaning close to her ear, " Wow, the look you have on your face is really something. You didn't even try to hide your feelings. " " Just leave me alone, you asshole. " She pushed him away. " That would be a tough task to do and not to mention that you will soon share a house with me. " He smiled. Just disappear already. Navya and Shrey once friends and now business rivals, with only one motive in mind to put the other down, are suddenly tied together by marriage. And not to mention that it was all Shrey's doing. Navya knows the hatred he harbours against her and what he plans to do. Things weren't any good for her even before the marriage with him was brought up but after the marriage things take a turn for the worst. What was his intention to marry her? What is the reason behind his hatred for her? What is everything crumbling around her?

𓍯𓂃𓏧Book 1 of historical series..ᝰ.ᐟ ❥ 𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 ❥ "I am incomplete without you Just the way Stars are incomplete without the moon" ~Nayantara Rajput "And just like the moon, We must go Through phases of emptiness To feel full again." ~Anirudh Singh Rathore ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── The story revolves around Nayantara, the princess of Somgarh, and Anirudh, the prince of Rajgarh. They were childhood sweethearts who shared a deep affection for one another. Their parents arranged their betrothal during their early years, solidifying their bond. Both loved each other and were set to marry in a few months. But what happened that Somgarh and Rajgarh became enemy. and Anirudh denied to get married to Nayantara. ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── What will Nayantara do now? In fifteenth century no one wanted to marry a woman whose engagement was already broken.

"CLICHÉ...Ideas expressions or situations that get repeated and overused to the point where they become tiresome predictable and boring Like the love story of boy and girl falling in love and eventually everything goes wrong." "It's not that bad. I mean at the end they usually do end up together?" "Do you think that will happen in our case too Deb?? ...............Do you??"