Manik Malhotra-successful, famous, and notorious for breaking hearts. For him, pyaar sirf ek bewakoofi hai. Nandini Murthy-quiet, shy, lost in her world of spreadsheets and diaries. She believes peace lies in silence, not in people. Ek pal... ek Mumbai local train... aur ek anjaani mulaqat. Us pal ke baad, Manik ki zindagi jaise kisi manjha se bandhi reh jaati hai-nazuk bhi, mazboot bhi. She is nothing like the women he has known. He is everything she has always avoided. Kya yeh dor unhe ek doosre se baandh paayegi... ya phir kat kar alag raaste chun legi?

"Humpe vishvaas karti hai aap?" He asked, his voice deep, touched with something possessive, something intimate. (Do you trust me?) His fingers found the lace at her back, toying with it slowly. His eyes never left hers-watchful, patient. It wasn't just about trust. It was a question laced with heat, with meaning. There was a pause. Not of doubt, but of weight. Then her lips curved in a quiet smile, soft as a petal opening to dawn. "Khudse bhi adhik." (More than myself.) That was all he needed. He lifted her without a word-her giggle light, her bangles chiming. Her ghagra fluttered as he carried her inside. The bed waited, simple and quiet. He laid her down like a prayer, eyes never leaving hers. Their lips met-slow, aching. Her fingers undressed him. Clothes fell. Skin met skin. Under the sheet, he moved with her-gentle, deep, worshipful. She gasped, clung to him, whispered his name. One rhythm. One afternoon. One unspoken truth.

𝘼 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨... 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙮. "𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞?" 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐥𝐲. "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." 𝘼𝙙𝙫𝙞𝙠𝙖 𝙈𝙚𝙝𝙧𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮-𝙎𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛. 𝙃𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙨, 𝙖 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙩 𝙚𝙮𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙨. 𝘽𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙋𝘾𝙊𝘿, 𝙬𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙜𝙜𝙡𝙚𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙮 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝘼𝙗𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙪 𝙎𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙙𝙞𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮-𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣. 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙧, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙗𝙟𝙚𝙘𝙩, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙚𝙙, 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙. 𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 - 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚, 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙘𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙛𝙛

"She was the flower they trampled. She returned as the fire they couldn't touch."

🥀 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐘 🦋 "In the game of power, love is the deadliest trap." ◍ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄 This is a tale where every limit of friendship is crossed and every boundary of love is rewritten. It is the story of a boy who will teach her how to fall... and a girl who will show her own soul what it means to be worthy. One will make you fall in love. The other will make you realize your self-worth. ✨💗 ◍ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 ⚔️ 𝐇𝐄 | 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐛ENDING 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐑 He is the king of his own world. Cold, rude, and a workaholic whose heart is made of stone until it beats for her. To the world, he is a storm; to her, he is utterly helpless. 𝐒𝐇𝐄 | 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 Born a Princess, but crowned a Queen by her family. She is cryptic, a sensible soul with the temper of an Angry Bird and a heart shielded by iron walls. Protective, fierce, and beautiful-but she has one rule: She does not trust a man. ◍ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄 🗝️ The Past: A chain that refuses to break. The Trust: A glass mirror already shattered. The Question: Will they overcome the shadows of their history, or will they remain prisoners of their own secrets? Will he be the one to heal her trust, or will the past burn them both to ashes? ◍ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓: ✨ Intense Romance | 🤝 Limitless Friendship | 🩸 Deep Secrets | 🦋 Self-Discovery

✨️Mah-e-Noor: Between Love and Loneliness✨️ She was once the princess of the Malik family-spoilt, rebellious, and fearless. Hemayal Mah-e-Noor Malik grew up in a world where limits didn't exist, where tantrums were forgiven, and mistakes were hidden. But one argument, one careless decision, and everything she knew shattered. At fifteen, she was sent away to boarding school, abandoned by the family she loved, misunderstood by the people who mattered most. Now, four years later, Hemayal is called back home. Her grandmother misses her. Her siblings fear she hasn't changed. The cousins whisper, and the house that once adored her waits for the chaos she once brought. But Hemayal is not the same girl who left. The years away have taught her lessons she never wanted to learn. The girl who once demanded the world has almost lost herself-and now she must face the family she left behind. Will they see the change in her, or will the past always define her? A story of mistakes, loss, and the painful journey of growing up... of becoming someone you never thought you could.

The feeling of being abandoned by one's own family was not unknown to Aadhira. She hates her family for abandoning her when she was only a newborn, leaving her in the hands of her uncle and aunt. What will happen when Aadhira is forced to live with her biological family whom she hates the most? Her family abandoned her when she was a new-born, so why are they claiming her now? Will she ever be able to forgive them for the things they did to her? Will she ever be able to love and accept them? Will her family be able to remove the seed of hatred she has for them or will Aadhira's hatred grow? For more stay tuned

Scene one- She pick her phone and handbag, then stand in front of me, head high,eyes challenging, little smile and says "𝗟𝗲𝘁'𝘀 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝗮 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲, 𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝘂𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗶𝘅 𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀, 𝗜 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂" She leaves, hips swaying, completely aware of the effect she has. My breath hitches. No. Stop. Control yourself, Scene two- As I am entering, I see that fucker shouting ,pointing directly at my wifey. "Who the hell are you hnnn" "𝗠𝗿𝘀 𝗜𝗣𝗦 𝗠𝗿𝘀 𝗔𝗯𝗵𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗵𝘂" I replies in cold voice sending a shiver down his spine. With three long steps, I reach him and punch that fucker three times and tell mumma and bunny to go in. But to my shock, my biwi take two steps ahead and kick that fucker hard at most sensitive area with her heels . With a smiling face she move in. Scene 3- He close his eyes, breathing unevenly, my name escaping from his mouth at end. "𝗙𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝗯𝘂𝗻𝗻𝘆" Leaving his hand, taking two steps back, arms cross, in low and teasing voice, I speak up "𝗕𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗷𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵" He open his dark eyes , stare at me shamelessly, finally speak up "𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝗲" I chuckle, and move ahead.Placing my feet softly over his feet,closing the distance to his ear, sending a soft breath teasingly near his ear and whisper, "𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻, 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗶𝗴 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆" He stand there, System hange 440 volt ka jatka Banda out of planet Please don't judge my book, it's my first book. You need to read till chapter 12 for all above scenes. Tropes- IPS Officer × Professor Mature × Childish Arranged Marriage He Fell First & Harder Strong fl

"इश्क में जो सजा मिले वो भी मंजूर है, तेरा नाम ले कर हर दर्द कबूल है।" Janvi Sinha ran with a past that should've killed her. She thought silence would protect her. But Zavian Rajvanshi, cold-blooded mafia heir, cuts through silence like smoke - and he doesn't play hero. He plays owner. Shrivani Deshmukh fights the world with sarcasm and a smile ,no one questions. Except Shivansh Ishaan Oberoi - billionaire, quiet as winter, brutal by instinct Never interested in anyone's pain. Until hers. In a city where men rule with weapons and women survive with secrets, two girls hold truths that can bring empires to their knees. 💔 But when the kings kneel... will it be for love, or war? 🖤 Not every love softens you. Some teach you how to bleed beautifully. Tropes- Brother's best friend contract marriage sports romance villain love Grumpy x Grumpy chaotic couples Devoted love steamy romance CEO/ mafia x Mma fighter Mafia x student Age gap Enemies to lovers Touch her/him and die Multiple couples jeokasa~

Viraj Rathore , a man feared by the world , he can silence many by just a glare . India's youngest yet biggest biggest millionare and a mafia king in night. He is the hukum sa of Rajasthan and is rude, cold, ruthless, arrogant and self-obsessed. His striking ocean blue orbs and muscular body with 6 pack abs are the reason women throw themselves at him but he does not even spare them a glance . On the other side, Adhira Roy, a woman with beauty and brain , whose innocent eyes and sweet smile can make anyone's day. Being the youngest child of the Roy's she is pampered and even spoilt a little. She is a fashion designer and is a self made billionaire. Even after achieving this much she is kind, sweet and has a soft gentle nature with everyone. What happens when the cold ice meets a soft ray of sunshine ?? What happens when they collide ?? Will the beasts heart soften or Adhira can never break the high walls Viraj has created around his heart???