#2 in Top 10 in India on (9/4/26) #1 in Top 10 in India on (12/4/26) Myra sharma had heard his name before she ever saw his face. Armaan Brar. The President of Chandigarh National University. Final-year Political Science student. RSVP's rising youth face. The boy professors avoid. The one students don't look in the eye. The one whose footsteps are enough to silence a corridor. They say he once pulled a gun on campus. They say he wins elections the way he wins fights... ruthlessly. They say crossing him is a mistake you don't repeat twice. And she believes every freaking word. She's just a first-year B.Com student. From a Middle class family, She left Lucknow with dreams in her suitcase. Chandigarh National University was her dream. Her fresh start. Her escape. Living alone in a new city wasn't easy but she was determined. Far away from politics, power, and people like him. Her only goal? Stay invisible, don't get noticed by bullies in college.. But Armaan Brar notices her. And that's where the problem begins. And Armaan Brar has never been gentle about what he wants. Tropes:- - punjabi munda x Brahmin girl - college president x student(1st phase) - MLA x CA Girl (2nd phase) - first love - rich guy x middle class girl - 5 years age gap (don't judge my book with this description there is a lot more about Armaan and Myra, give it a chance please...it's my first story.)

"𝒪𝓃𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝓈𝒽𝑒'𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓃𝒶𝓉. 𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒽𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝒽𝑒𝓇." They told me her name would bring influence. That her bloodline would open doors no campaign ever could. That marrying her would tie me to the minister whose word sways cabinets and commands kings. I was twenty-two, hungry and unshaken- A 𝒢𝒽𝒶𝒹𝓏𝒾 by name, born of legacy and cold-blooded business. So I agreed. To the alliance. To the girl. 𝒜𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓇𝒶 𝒮𝒾𝒹𝒹𝒾𝓆𝓊𝑒 𝒬𝓊𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒾𝓈𝒽𝒾. She was fifteen when they marked her as mine. Eighteen when we signed the nikkah. I never saw her-only the tremble of pale fingers, and the quiet grace in her signature beside mine. And then I left. Now, at the brink of becoming the youngest Chief Minister this state has ever seen, they say it's time to complete the picture. Time for her rukhsati. Time to claim the girl I never forgot to remember. She's the granddaughter of a man who could make me king. And somehow, she's also the one thing in this game that feels... undeserved. And now she's waiting. And I don't know if I'm ready. Because what do men like me know of worthiness, when all we've ever known is conquest?

Book 1 in Political Series A book describing a desi story plotted with Haryanavi touch with a mix of many average but sweet love stories in there. Not your typical politician and mafia leader along with being a C.E.O *huff* too many roles in one packet. A full time Politician who had politics running in his blood at a different level of pace. 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒓𝒂𝒋 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒅𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒚 :- A leading politician from Haryana (India) whose whole life revolves around only three points.....Politics...Power...and Brotherhood. But what if someone special enters in it and make our Mr. MLA forget all these. Not your typical shy, pretty, rich or all rounder Female of a story. 𝑨𝒏𝒊𝒌𝒂 𝑹𝒂𝒐 :- A real middle class girl and a student who knows there is nothing called Prince Charming in this sh!tty world and believes to have a bad fate like her mother and aunts in her family when it comes to marriage. But what if someone makes her realise that yes there are men like those stories, not that 100% perfect but still enough fictional to make you fall in love with? Student × Politician . . . . ✯ I'll just say.... please read the introduction chapters and after that you're free to leave if it's not your cup of tea. ✯ It's my first story so please ignore the mistakes. ✯ English is not my first language.

A Tere Bin Canon Continuation/Fix-It from the Episode 29 terrace scene. With a tumultuous mix of emotions and a cloud of confusion hanging overhead, Meerab reaches a breaking point when Murtasim refuses to believe her about Rohail, and all the frustration that had been building up over the span of her marriage with Murtasim spills over, setting in motion a chain of events that force them both to explore the meaning of love.

Inhaling close to her ear, he assured her, "I can guarantee you a lifetime of adventures." Meerab clutched her hands together but smiled and replied, "You better be sure, otherwise I'll be coming back for a refund!" When she looked up not getting any reply, she noticed that he was staring at her. He was looking at something. She had the impression that she was staring into the distance at a lost star. He reverted his gaze, he turned to face her again, and she noticed there was a flicker in it. His gaze seemed to carry a hint of longing and sadness as if he was trying to remember a forgotten dream. She searched carefully to find it once more. He quickly closed his eyes when she caught him looking. She wondered what story his eyes were trying to tell her, and if there was something she could do to help him find his lost dream again. "You might regret it later tonight if you continue to look at me that way. In any case, I'd prefer to advise you to enjoy it." He spoke while still sporting his distinctive smile. Taking a step closer, he added, "But remember, there are consequences for every action." "But if you are planning to do that, be cautious because you might grieve for it more than I'll ever do. Cause darling I'm a nightmare dressed like a daydream. " She made good with a wink. She was no less, she had always been like that. And he wasn't surprised either. He felt the agitation in her tone. This was Meerab who had the power to ignite his very being, an intensity he had no power to resist. It was like a spark setting a dry forest ablaze; his passion burned brighter and brighter with each passing moment.

Tere Bin AU: What if Meerab hadn't been given away to Waqas & Anila but was raised in the Khan Mansion with Murtasim and Maryam? What if she fell in love with the boy that stood over her shielding her from the sun on tepid days while they pooled their pocket money together for ice-cream? Meerab returns home to the Khan Mansion find that the boy she has always known she would marry has become a man burdened by responsibilities. But the ties that bind them together only grow stronger as Meerab navigates her changing relationship with Murtasim, realizing that the man she loves is not the same person she left behind. Rating change to "Mature" for Chapter 30 and beyond!