Prashant Pandey is everything the world admires. Confident, charming, and impossible to ignore. But the version he gives them isn't real. Not like the one he shows me. With me, he's chaos wrapped in silence. With me, he's the broken parts he hides. And I hate him for what he's done. I hate that I still want him. His touch. His pain. His truth. Him. Ira Solanki used to be the girl I would've burned the world for. But that girl is gone. And the woman who took her place? I can't love her without destroying her. I'm colder now. Harsher. I don't let her in, not like before. I hurt her because it's easier than holding her. Because it's the only way I know how to let her go. We don't fit. We break. Over and over again. But no matter how far we fall, we keep reaching for each other through every fight, every scar, every memory that won't let go. This isn't a love story. It's a war. And somehow, we're both losing.

𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉 , 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕 , 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 "Excuse me! Is this the way to talk to someone? Don't you have any manners?" He yelled at her, his voice heavy with frustration and disappointment. "Excuse me, Mr. Aap hote kaun hain mujhe manners ka gyaan dene waale? And by the way, you're also at fault here. So don't try to act oversmart with me," she shot back firmly and walked away, muttering under her breath.... "Aaye bade mujhe fazool ka gyaan dene waale Gyaani Baba!" *************************************************************** "Hey Bhagwan! Aaj toh sach mein pata chal gaya ki duniya gol hai!" She exclaimed.. "Yeh kaha se hamaare training commander nikle? Ab kya hoga agar unhe kuch yaad aa gaya toh...? Tu toh gayi, Shivi beta!" ******************************************************** Lost in thought, she kept glaring at him, silently fuming. "Papa ko bhi poori duniya mein yahi namuna mila tha shaadi ke rishte ke liye?" She muttered in her head. "Na Baba Na! Yeh anarth nahi hone doongi main! Chahe sir kalam kyu na ho jaye mera... Meri kurbaani yaad rakhi jaayegi itihaas ke panno mein!" And then chuckled to herself "Heh... heh... heh..." But no one knows what's written in destiny... Except your Ikaa, of course 💁‍♀️ (And if you want to know too , then what are you waiting for? Continue reading the story!) ©️All rights reserved Ikaa_writes

𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐱 𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐯𝐚 STANDALONE NOVEL! She was raised with traditions. He was hardened by duty. Their hearts never asked-but their families did. VRINDA MISHRA never dreamt of love stories. A government school teacher from a respected Brahmin family, she believed in responsibility more than romance, in silence more than chaos. When her father chose an IPS officer for her, she agreed-not for love, but for the man her father saw worth in. ASTITVA KANAN no space in his life for affection. After years of relentless struggle, he wore his khaki like second skin and spoke only when needed. When his mother brought Vrinda's proposal, he didn't refuse-he simply followed the order, like every other in his life. They marry with respect. They live with distance. And yet-something lingers in the quiet. Two strangers bound by duty. Two hearts untouched by love. But sometimes, the softest stories aren't told in words... they bloom in unspoken glances, shared silences, and the promise of something slowly, gently, changing. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. 18+ readers. Mature content.

BOOK 2 OF THE UNEXPECTED SERIES What's more twisted than love? A game of revenge. Yashvi has spent her life haunted by the past, ripped away from her family at a young age and forced to endure hardships no child should face. Now, she wants payback. And she won't stop until she destroys the family responsible for her suffering. But there's one obstacle standing in her way-Himanshu. As the heir to the empire she wants to ruin, he unknowingly hires her as his personal assistant. When he discovers her true intentions, he does the only thing that makes sense-he traps her in a game of his own. A contract. A fake engagement. A dangerous plan that keeps his enemy closer than ever. But when hate turns into passion and their undeniable attraction threatens to burn them both, the question remains-who will come out victorious? Because in this game, only one of them can win... or they'll both end up losing. -------- Tropes: •Fake Engagement •Office Romance •Enemies with Benefits •Hate to Love •Forced Proximity •Red Flag x Red Flag •Mild BDSM -------- Hope you enjoy the story <3. 🎀

BOOK 3 OF THE UNEXPECTED SERIES "Because sometimes... walking away is the beginning of something beautiful." Diya has spent five years stuck in a life that slowly chipped away at her-facing racism and constant belittling at work, only to return home to an over-bearing husband who never truly saw her. But one day, something inside her snaps. She's had enough. It's time for a divorce. What she didn't expect? The first person to show up for her will be Suyash-her brother's best friend. The one who's been secretly obsessed with her for years. And this time, Suyash isn't holding back. As Diya finds the strength to reclaim her life, Suyash is ready to fight for a love that's been a long time coming. Full of sweet moments, flirty banter, chaotic friends, and stolen glances, this is a heartfelt romantic comedy about second chances, slow-burn desire, and finally choosing yourself. __________ Tropes: Brother's Best Friend Second Chance at Love Sunshine x Sunshine Broken x Healer He falls first, she falls harder Secret Obsession ___________ Hope you enjoy reading. <3🎀 ___________

𝙃𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙚 !

# 2nd Book of "Till the Eternity" series Sharanya Singh Suryavanshi, a princess with everything at her feet, yet devoid of the freedom to live life on her own terms. Lakshya, a battle-hardened soul, dodging bullets since he was 17. Their paths weren't meant to cross, but destiny had other plans - an unwanted relationship, followed by a forced marriage. "I hate you," Lakshya spat, his anger boiling over. "I fucking hate you for doing this to me. I will never be yours, Sharanya Singh Suryavanshi." He hurled the aarti ki thali, shattering the ceremonial welcome. Sharanya's eyes flashed with defiance. "Fucking Stand there! Don't make me repeat myself. You're my husband now, whether you like it or not". "Varna sare Ghar Ke lights on kar dungi aur electricity ka bil bhi nahin dungi"... Sharanya "sirf electricity bill ke wajah se abhi chup ho raha hu" 😒😒.... Lakshya

Vivian approached me, his steps deliberate and heavy, and said in a cold, dark tone, "Are you planning to put on this drama in front of the whole world too?" Confused and a bit startled, I asked, "What drama?" Vivian pointed at my mangalsutra, his eyes piercing through me, and said, "That you're my wife. Oops, sorry, my contracted wife." I felt a pang of disbelief and hurt. "So, what do you want me to do?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady, despite the chill his presence brought. Vivian, looking at the mangalsutra with disdain, said, "Take it off." Shock washed over me. Vivian glared at me, his voice growing darker, "I said take it off. I don't like repeating myself, so remember that." With trembling hands, I took off the mangalsutra and handed it to him. He tossed it into the dustbin without a second thought, the action cruel and dismissive, adding to the weight of his oppressive aura. Vivian leaned closer to me, his voice a low, threatening growl, "One more thing. If anyone outside this house finds out that you're my wife, that will be your last day on this earth." _______ 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞?

"I Scratch and Bite." She warned. "Oh really!? Then you must have been a very bad girl. I want you to face the wall and raise your skirt and I promise after that you will crawl and beg too." he smirked. ---------------------------------------------------------------- Sometimes fate plays a twisted role in unfolding. Unfortunately we have to surrender to it's unpredictable plan. Saranya Rajbanshi, a 19-Year-Old kind and sweet girl, found herself at the crossroads of destiny. Suddenly arranged to someone,she never met. It felt like a thrust upon her. Like every single other girl she also wished to choose her Mr. Right for herself. But unfortunately, fate played a different role. She couldn't say no to her father's. wish and surrendered. Yuvaan Thakur, a 27-Year-Old tall, handsome creature, has just returned from abroad to take over his family legacy. His life was on track, until fate intervened, entangling him in a web of obligations he never asked for his entire life. And it made his life turn towards another route, the route he never wanted to cross in his life. But little do they know, their lives are on a collision course... That their lives are about to take an unexpected turn... Fate has something in store for them... But What!!?? For knowing everything you have to read the whole story. "SO BUCKLED UP FOLKS!! Their stories are about to collide in unexpected ways..." NO TRANSLATION OR PLAGIARISM IS ALLOWED FOR THIS BOOK.

Book 2 of the Mangoverse The journey of two people that have had everything laid in their feet since they were kids, except for the one thing they wanted. Freedom. In the society of the rich, you either keep the appearance or the passion. With lives put on crossroads, and a scary story from the past lurking in the shadows of their new home, how will they find ways to keep both their appearance and each other? ------------- A paranormal romantic thriller.