"𝑻𝒖𝒋𝒉 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒓𝒂𝒂𝒃 𝒅𝒊𝒌𝒉𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒚𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒌𝒚𝒂 𝒌𝒂𝒓" __________________________________________________________________ "ek army officers se pyaar karne mein daar nahi lagta"he said, looking at her,with a smile waiting for her to answer him "payr main daar ki koi jagah nahi hoti,woh haar daar se ubhar deti hai" she said, looking into his honey eyes. ★★★★ "Toh, you like me?" he asked, bending down to her level, a playful smile tugging at his lips. Her eyes, heavy with sleep and the haze of too many drinks, tried to focus on his face. Everything around her was a blur - except him. "Hai!!! Like kya hota hai, I pyaar you, vaibhav" she mumbled, her voice soft and slurred. ★★★ Anirudh was an army officer through and through. Serving the nation wasn't just his duty - it was his only purpose. He lived by rules, followed time like a shadow, and believed in action more than words. Discipline was in his blood, Smart, calculated, and always two steps ahead ,Feelings? They had no place in his world. His heart beat for the uniform, and nothing else. Titli Khurana-true to her name-was like a butterfly, wild and free. A soul not meant to be caged, yet when she chose someone, her love would be deep, loyal, and endless. Since childhood, she had only one dream: to marry a man in uniform. And fate, in its quiet magic, made it even sweeter-the boy she had secretly loved for years had grown up to wear that very uniform. Vaibhav Khurana had always believed that love was an art-and he was never good at art. So, he stayed away from it,. But then came RIRIKA-the girl with almond-shaped eyes and a laugh that could light up silence. She didn't just walk into his life; she quietly slipped into the cracks he thought were sealed. Still, he reminded himself not to feel. She wasn't just his sister's best friend-she was the younger sister of his best friend too. And tha

Jezariah, a Velmora, half Demon and half angel, goes to earth for her 100 day long mission 'Kairados'..... There she meets a human who got on her nerves on their very first meeting. Sthavir Singhania! The man, who never feared anything but what would happen when he gets on the bad side of a Velmora. 100 days together! Would she be able to control herself from destroying every generation of Sthavir's family? Tropes Immortal FL × Mortal ML Calm ML × Short Tempered FL Bossy ML × Princess FL Soft romcom Fantasy

"But you hated me." She said, while shivering in his arms. "I'm re-considering my life decisions at this point." He whispered before pulling her into a kiss.

✎ᝰ.𝐀 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 ⋆𖦹⋆ˎˊ˗ He was born for cricket. In the stadiums of his city, he was already a legend. Every swing of his bat - a warning. Every smirk - a challenge. 𝐓𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐧, the state's rising cricket star. Arrogant. Untouchable. Addicted to winning. And ? 𝐒𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 A fiery first-year media student with a pen sharp enough to cut egos - and the courage to question names that made others bow. She didn't chase stories. She exposed them. He was her assignment. She became his obsession. He hated her defiance. She hated his arrogance. They both refused to back down. Same college. Same battleground. Every encounter - 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓. Every glance - 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆. He doesn't lose. She doesn't bow And before the world knew his name, He made sure she never forgot it. She thought she was writing his story. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭. The stubborn, firecracker reporter who called him - "𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘁 𝗧𝘆𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁" and made the world see his cracks. Rules were broken. Lines were crossed. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 ────୨ৎ────

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

"𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚." ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ I fell. For him, for the man with amber-like eyes. He wasn't a prince like the one I was supposed to marry. But he was everything I ever wanted. And what I want is bound to be mine. Even him. I didn't want this marriage. She is nothing like the woman I imagined myself for. Hell, she wasn't even a woman! She was a little girl. But I had to say those two words in order to save her dignity. For the kingdom,my duties. Then why am I burning just by a mere sight of her? A story set in ancient times, where a princess marries a replacement groom. But is he really a replacement? #secondbook in the Unwanted series

"𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐩𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐬.. 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮." ────୨ৎ──── 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 - 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 1 "𝐀 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐀 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭. 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦." 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧? She's his obsession. He's her destruction. Roshni Khanna - 21, rich, spoiled, impulsive. The so-called princess of the Khanna empire. But beneath the designer dresses and bratty attitude hides a haunted girl with secrets darker than night. She only wants him. The one man who couldn't care less about her. Advait Rai Singhania - 28, ruthless, breathtaking, cold-blooded. Mafia-linked and emotionally untouchable. In his world, love doesn't exist - only power, pain, and control. Until her past collides with his - and everything spirals. ★★★ What happens when his hate meets her obsession? Can two broken souls survive each other? What if breaking her heart is the only way he learns to feel? Will she ever be more than a game to him? Or will she rewrite his rules - and make him fall, hard? Welcome to the story of two beautifully broken souls where love is war, pain is passion, and nothing is predictable. Trigger Warning: 18+ | Dark Romance | Toxic Themes | Abuse & Trauma Read with caution. Not for the faint of heart.

𝑸𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒐𝒔 ~ 𝓣𝓪𝓵𝓮𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓮 𝓡𝓾𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓡𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓼 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌-1 𝘼𝙖𝙙𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙠𝙖: 𝘼 𝙏𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙝𝙞𝙘 𝙌𝙪𝙚𝙚𝙣 ~ 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕭𝖚𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕭𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖐 𝕽𝖔𝖘𝖊 Aadhrika, a successful woman who is as fierce as a fire yet as cold as ice. An unapproachable force in a world full of sins dressed as sweets. Enter Atharv, a 28 year old man whose aura screams rich, unstoppable and looks like a walking Greek God. A softie for people who live in his heart- his family and... her. What happens when the two's path gets entwined with each other with their own Nefarious motives? Just like the spark when two swords clash, Aadhrika and Atharv's eyes flash with anything but peace and love for each other. The question is, will the fire turn into a flower which blooms love or will it consume them both in the name of love? ᴛʀᴏᴘᴇs:- ᴄᴇᴏ × ᴘᴏᴘ sᴛᴀʀ (ᴄᴇᴏ) ɢʀᴜᴍᴘʏ × ᴄᴏʟᴅ ғɪʀᴇ × ɪᴄᴇ sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʟᴇᴀᴅ ʜᴇ ғᴇʟʟ ғɪʀsᴛ ʙᴜᴛ sʜᴇ ғᴇʟʟ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ʜɪᴍ/ʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪᴇ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ's ʙᴇsᴛ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ʙɪʟʟɪᴏɴᴀɪʀᴇ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ʀᴇᴠᴇɴɢᴇ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ᴀssᴏᴄɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

What if destiny wasn't just about winning the war between good and evil... but about finding the family your soul has always craved? Saanvi-a girl born with powers not meant for mortals, a Devta Putri hiding in the shadows of the human world. She has lived her life alone, telling herself she doesn't need anyone. Families break. Love hurts. Belonging is a dream she cannot afford. But fate has other plans. When she crosses paths with a family broken by pain and waiting for a miracle, something inside her begins to change. For the first time, she laughs, she feels, she wonders what it means to have a home. And for them, she is more than just a girl-she might be the missing piece of their story, the answer to prayers left unheard for years. Yet shadows always follow the light. Will Saanvi embrace the bond destiny is offering her... or walk away before she risks her heart again?