Isha Kim Ara Joshi thought switching schools would be hard- she didn't expect it to feel like stepping into a storm. Her seat is next to Rudra Dev Pant Bharadwaj (Pandey)- calm, composed, impossible to read. He moves through the room with a quiet authority, and every glance he casts feels heavier than words. He isn't friendly. He doesn't need to be. He simply exists in a way that makes her pulse quicken, as if the space around him bends to his presence alone. No one here wants her. She can feel it in the way eyes flick away, in the quiet tension humming through the room. And yet, she doesn't back down. One thing is certain: Section B has never met anyone like her- and everything here is about to change. Because Section B was never just a classroom. It was a collision of unfinished emotions, cultural silence, family pressure, and teenagers trying to survive the versions of themselves the world kept forcing onto them. Some came from loud cities. Others from quiet Pahadi homes where emotions hid behind discipline, tradition, and tired smiles. Garhwali and Kumauni roots existed beside modern chaos-temple bells beside phone screens, family expectations beside personal dreams. Behind every joke, every argument, every act of rebellion, there was always something deeper waiting to be understood. And in a place where nobody truly fit anywhere else, the misfits of Section B slowly became mirrors of each other's pain, anger, loneliness, and healing.

If black defined darkness he was darker than that. He chose to be like that. Darkness attracted him. He loved the cold unless it was the warmth of blood. He drew his strength from others' fear. He was Danuj D. The CEO of The D' Imperium. If white defined brightness she was brighter than that. She chose to be like that. Light attracted her. She loved the warmth unless it's the cold droplets of rain. She drew her strength from others' happiness. She was Vasudha Roy. The girl that he never expected will bring him down to his knees. He loved watching defeat until he saw her fighting back. And that was when everything changed. A clash. A clash, that could either destroy them or draw them together. Welcoming all of you to witness the tumultuous but alluring journey of Danuj and Vasudha. Please do not copy my book. This totally needs hardwork and I am writing it with my heart. So if you are capable enough write on your own. Why stealing mine or someone else's? Wish you a very happy reading!❤ Important note: None of the pictures or music or videos are mine. They are borrowed from Google or YouTube mostly, for the sole purpose of giving a shape to my imaginations. The book cover is made by me with the help of various pictures taken from Google and other sources. Hence, please don't use or steal it, without my permission. Best Ranking: No.1 in #truelove on 15/11/2022 No.1 in #tame on 26/12/2022 No. 2 in #addiction on 29/12/2022 No. 2 in #tame on 12/06/2026 No. 1 in #mysterious on 04/04/2023 No. 3 in #beautyandthebeast on 08/05/2023 No. 5 in #beast on 20/07/2023 No.1 in #strongfemalelead on 19/11/2023 No. 1 in #beautyandthebeast on 05/04/2024 ©ALL COPYRIGHTS RESERVED .

𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴... 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 - 𝘐 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘳 - 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳.

"For the families we find along the way. And for the little miracles who teach us that love often arrives when we least expect it." -------------------------- Aastha Sharma is a single mother, trying to survive in a world that never seems to give her a break. Her six-month-old son, Vihaan, is her everything, the reason she keeps going, the reason she dares to hope. Life has taught her to be strong, soft-spoken, and endlessly resilient, but even her courage has its limits. Hriday Patil is a rising politician with a heart that refuses to bend to the corruption, arrogance, and cruelty of his powerful family. Stern yet compassionate, he dreams of using his influence to change the world but nothing could prepare him for the way one determined woman and her little boy could change him. When their lives intertwine, love, duty, and loyalty clash. Aastha must navigate the treacherous waters of a family that believes power is everything, while Hriday struggles to protect the woman he cares for against his own blood. With Vihaan as their fragile bridge, they must decide if love is worth risking everything for, or if some battles are just too impossible to win. Read to know about them!! And join their journey!!

"Say it again for me, love, 'You belong to me.'" "I-I belong t-to y-you" He whipped out a belt which made me scream in pain. "Don't you dare stutter, or you'll regret every syllable." I immediately nodded "You're my property." "I'm your property," I replied in a low, raspy voice while controlling my tears. "You're mine and only mine." "I'm yours and only yours." He smirked, closing the distance between us. "Good girl," he said, pulling me closer to his unyielding chest. "I don't like hitting you. Why do you do this huh?" I sobbed into his chest as he wiped away my tears and shook his head, caressing my wet cheeks with a voice filled with sad guilt. "But since you've made me angry. There has to be a punishment, so you don't repeat." "All I asked for was your loyalty, completely and utterly," he glared at me and his emotions shifted. He squeezed my cheek into a pout. Our noses touched as he spoke through clenched teeth. "I want you obsessin' over me. Drop to your knees, and offer your prayers to our everlasting god-me. Pray, and I'll make sure your dreams, wishes, and life are taken care of. Don't be scared, love, 'cause I love you and we're destined for each other." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ #1 in Escape 8th August 2024 #1 in Reynolds 8th August 2024 #1 in Wedding 28th September 2024 #1 in Dark 22nd October 2024 #2 in Freedom 6th December 2024 #1 in Zephyr 18th May 2025 #1 in Obsessivecompulsivedisorder 18th May 2025 #2 in Abuse 5th July 2025

A collection of erotic short stories. 1. Hot Tub Shenanigans - Kylie, Becky and Mel have fun with bubbles. 2. Satisfied by the Tradesman - Part 1 3. Satisfied by the Tradesman - Part 2 4. Satisfied by the Tradesman - Part 3 Cover image by Mickael Gresset on Unsplash.

**Winner 2024 Amby Awards** Fiza has everything planned-medical school, a respectable future, and an engagement she never wanted. Determined to escape a loveless match, she creates a checklist to find the perfect husband her father will approve of. Alan fails every requirement. A notorious heartthrob. Completely wrong for her. But when they're paired as duet partners in their college music group, an unexpected friendship sparks-one filled with laughter, late nights, sharing their darkest secrets, and a dangerous attraction neither can ignore. Fiza is saving herself for marriage. Alan flirts freely and lives for one-night stands, with no interest in commitment. Yet with her, he's gentle. Devoted. Different. Caught between faith, family, and a love she never planned for, Fiza must decide-will she protect her heart, or risk everything for the one person she was never meant to love?

🖤 Vritant Vardhan & Adhrita Adani 🖤 He was born in the shadow of the national emblem - a son sculpted by silence, not slogans. She was sent away before legacy could stain her - a daughter raised to heal, not to belong. 🕊️ Vritant wears restraint like armor. Adhrita folds softness into silence. 🕊️ They meet at a wedding neither chose. No past. No plan. Just two names that were never meant to matter to each other - but somehow, they do. 👑 Because history pulls strings. And sometimes, the thread remembers what the throne forgets. 🧵 🖋️ Legacy wrote their last names. ❤️ But it was love that underlined them. Tropes: PM's Son x CM's Daughter Businessman x Doctor Chaos x Calm Rich x Rich Sarcastic x Quiet Delhi x Newyork Heir who hates it x heiress who escaped it Reluctant heir x Hidden heiress Emotionally guarded x Emotionally grounded Slow burn! No cheating!

DON'T JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER Avyanna : His sinful salvation. a dark arranged marriage romance *************** She was the girl with secrets stitched into her bones. He was the man with sin etched across his soul. A forced engagement. A powerful heir to an empire of shadows. And a girl who would rather burn than belong. Avyanna Varma never believed in fairy tales. Especially not when her life became a transaction to protect the only person she's ever loved-her broken, hidden brother. To the world, Utkarsh is dead. To her enemies... he must stay that way. But marrying Yatharth Singh Rathore-CEO, underworld heir, the devil her grandma promised her to-is the price she must pay for silence. Cold. Calculating. Infuriatingly unreadable-Yatharth isn't the monster she imagined. He's worse. Because he sees her. Because he touches wounds no one else dares to notice. Because he doesn't play fair. And now? She's not sure if he's her greatest threat... or the only man who could save her from the storm she's drowning in. In a world full of secrets, lies, and whispered threats ......love was never a part of the deal. TROPES :- Dark romance Triggering pasts Force marriage Mature ml and fl Family drama Betrayal Misunderstanding Warning : This story contains triggering pasts, violence and mature language. If this doesn't fit in your shoe, drop it. This story might contains some things which may trigger you. And if you are still reading the book, don't worry I will try my best to make the book amazing.

"If I lose something valuable, what would you do?" Tara asked. "If I can replace it, I will. But if not, I'll hug the life out of you and make up for the loss with extra love." "What if I annoy you?" "I'll bear with you," he said, a teasing smile playing on his lips. "What if I make a mistake?" she pressed. "I'll scold you... but while holding you close to me, so you know I'm not really upset." "What if I act like a brat?" Shivansh's eyes softened. "Then I'll pamper you even more, until you're too spoiled to stay mad." Tara laughed, and it was a sound that brought warmth to his chest. "And what if I just keep blabbering on like this?" she asked, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Then, just like now, I'll keep listening to you," he said, and there was a depth in his voice that made her heart skip a beat. ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. "I need a mother-in-law who's down for coffee dates and a father-in-law I can gossip with for hours. And let's not forget-I want his brothers and sisters to join me for some serious shopping sprees. Fuck this 'My man should only love me,' If I'm doing this, I want a family that treats me like their daughter, not just a daughter-in-law!" ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. "Do you always have to shoulder everything alone, Vansh?" "I'm the eldest. It's my responsibility, Jaan." ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. He thought he could handle everything on his own until she walked into his life and showed him what it means to lean on someone. Their love is a gentle breeze in a world full of chaos. Join them in their tale of finding comfort, acceptance, and the beautiful mess of family.