Journey of Arnav and khushi towards love after marriage.

𝐒𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐎𝐫 𝐌𝐫𝐬.𝐒𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐮𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢(𝟐𝟏) 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐮𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 ( 𝟐𝟗 ) 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 " 𝐀𝐧𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲. 𝐅𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐬. " 𝐈𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐭𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦? 𝐀 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 " 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 Cove

Aadhya Agarwal, 24, a young fashion designer with dreams dipped in red, lives like the warm glow of a diya on a quiet night. She's soft in the way she speaks, fierce in the way she loves, and carries that sunshine energy that makes people feel lighter just by standing near her. She believes in soulmate-level love, in rituals, in anklets that jingle when she walks toward a future she's always imagined for herself. Abhinav Malhotra, 30, a CEO carved out of discipline and silence, moves through life like a man who's forgotten what warmth feels like. His world is made of glass offices, cold coffee, and unspoken fears. Stoic eyes, quiet voice, careful steps - the sort of man who keeps his heart locked behind his ribs because he's convinced it doesn't deserve a home. She wants a real marriage. He gives her a contract instead. No reasons. No explanations. Just rules. But every rule shakes when her warmth collides with his silence, when her middle-class softness enters his billionaire world, when her brightness starts cracking the walls he's spent years building. Two strangers. One contract. A house full of tension. A heart full of secrets. A marriage that was never meant to feel this real. Tropes: ✨ arranged marriage ✨ contract marriage ✨ grumpy × sunshine ✨ rich × middle class ✨ fall-first-but-deny-it ✨ slow-burn tension ✨ emotional healing arc

Kushi never believed in men. Not after her father abandoned her mother for wealth. Not after her sister was betrayed and left shattered. Love to her was nothing but ruin. when she is taken under the protection of the powerful Saeeda Singh Raizada, Kushi finds independence in her talent- but also attracts the resentment of Saeeda's son, Arnav Singh Raizada. Cold, ruthless and emotionally scarred, Arnav has built an empire...and a fortress no one is allowed to enter. No one except her. What begins as hostility turns into obsession when Kushi's indifference challenges the only man who has never been denied. He makes her his captive- but never breaks her. Instead, beneath his dominance lies a fierce protectiveness and love he doesn't know how to name. In a battle between fear and desire, will Kushi escape the man who imprisoned her...or surrender to the one who is willing to destroy the world to protect her?

Book 1 of wounded series ☆---•°○°•---☆ They were tied together by a thread, we name as marriage but she wasn't ready. Aadhya Malhotra, Being betrayed by the love of her life on her wedding day, she had to marry him to save the reputation of their families and the one incident grew the thorns of insecurities around her heart. Aayansh Rajvanshi, who had everything one could ask for, a loving family, caring friends but that one person who he always craved for but hated at the same time. Growing up while fighting with his emotions and the only thing he could express himself was anger. How things will turn out when these two will try to cross each other's boundaries. Will they be able to heal each other or will things get more messed up when some incidents of their pasts will start effecting their present. To know, walk through their journey with your author ♡

#Top10 in India (9/7/2026) #Top7 in India (27/7/2026) #Top5 in India (9/2/2026)-(4/7/2026) #Top4 in India (11/2/2026)-(10/5/2026) #Top3 in India (11/5/2026) ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ His large, calloused hand wrapped gently around my throat-not to hurt, but to own. The cold silver of my waist chain pressed into my bare stomach as he pinned me flush against the heavy mahogany of his study desk. "You think you can hide from me, Little Bird?" His voice was a lethal, gravelly whisper against my ear, sending a violent shiver of wet heat straight to my core. "You think you can wear things that beg to be ripped off, and I won't collect what belongs to me?" I gasped as his rough fingers hooked under the delicate lace of my panties, snapping the thin fabric effortlessly. "Aarav, please-" "Please what?" He bit down on the sensitive skin of my neck, swallowing my desperate whimper. His thick thigh forced my knees apart, leaving me completely, helplessly exposed to his burning, pitch-black gaze. "Tell me exactly what you want. Use your words, Priyanshi." My nails dug into his broad shoulders, my entire body trembling with a heavy, throbbing ache that only he could cure. I looked into the eyes of the devil I married, finally surrendering to his darkness. "Please," I sobbed, my hips arching eagerly into his touch. "Please, Aarav. Take it." A wicked, triumphant smirk touched his lips. "Good girl. Now, scream for me." · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · Priyanshi Verma prayed to Krishna for a fairytale love story. Instead, she was sold to the Devil in a bespoke suit. Aarav Rathore. Billionaire. Mafia king. A man who doesn't know how to love, only how to own. He married her to control her. She married him to save her family. He wants to break her innocence. She wants to escape his cage. But in the darkness of their bedroom, where hate turns into heat and resistance turns into moans, the lines blur. A story of a forced marriage, dark obsession, and a lust so violent it might ju

A Good Girl's Guide To Being Naughty • • • Ivy Collins is a normal 21 y/o woman. Except for the fact she's a virgin ... or at least she was until she had sex with her university rivals hockey captain. After a quick (devastatingly quick) night with the man and being called a lousy lay, Ivy made a promise to herself that she wouldn't do it again ... sex that is. Who needs sex when all it brought was insecurities and more, and it wasn't even that good to begin with. Enter Asher Hudson, Ice Hockey captain, her brothers best friend and her best friends brother - triple trifecta of why she shouldn't get involved with him. But when he overhears a conversation Ivy has with her best friend, he gives her an offer she can't refuse. Well, she can, and she should, but why would she want to? Three months, she helps him with his grades, and he'll help her with her sex life. Only one rule, don't fall in love. Easy, right? He'll teach her everything she wants to know, and show her that sex can be fun, you just have to know how to do it right. And Ivy should refuse, after all he's the Ice Hockey captain, her brother's best friend and her best friend's brother - but what's the fun in that. Ivy knows she should say no, but she won't. And she won't fall in love, she can't. ••• Completed • First Draft - Edited. Watty2025 winner #1 in #Romance #1 in #Brotherbestfriend #2 in #bestfriendsbrother #2 in #icehockey

Khushi is a pragmatic, no-nonsense woman who scoffs at the idea of ghosts. When she inherits the old mansion, she dismisses the locals' whispers of it being haunted. However, she can't shake the feeling of being watched, the inexplicable movements of objects, the whispers she sometimes thinks she hears. Until one day, she encounters a century old spirit of Arnav Singh Raizada.

"I didn't choose to love you. I just... can't exist without you." "I'll give you lots of money. Spend a night with me." "Never. I will never let you go." "I want you to marry me." She said no. He threatened her brother. He kissed her without permission. He made her bleed-and then cut his own arm to feel her pain. "I'm a monster. But you're mine." She wears his sindoor. His mangalsutra. His name. She never wanted any of it. "I hate you," she whispers. "I know," he says, weeping at her feet. "But I'll spend my whole life making you love me." "Don't you feel shame?" "I only feel you." A village girl with dreams of becoming a teacher. A ruthless heir who has never been told no. A marriage built on obsession, fear, and a love so dark it destroys everything it touches. He calls her his queen. She calls him her cage. "You can force me to marry you. You can force me to wear your sindoor. But you can never force me to love you." "Watch me, sweetheart. I have forever." VEER RATHORE doesn't love. He possesses. ANANYA doesn't surrender. One temple. One glance. One obsession that will burn the world. "If you take off that bangle,ready to see your brother loses his hands." "If you try to leave, I will find you." "If I can't have you... I will die. And my family will make sure yours dies with me." 💀 Dark Romance | Obsessive Hero | Forced Marriage | Possessive Love ⚠️ He's not the prince. He's the beast who burned the fairy tale. "You are my heart. And a man can't live without his heart." "I will never love you." "Then I will spend forever being worthy of you." "You're a monster." "I'm YOUR monster, sweetheart." "If one drop of his blood falls, I will paint your village with your family's blood." "He grabbed her so hard her bangles broke. She bled. So he cut his own arm to feel her pain." " Sweetheart, You Are Mine" dark Indian romance where love isn't given. It's taken. And once he's seen her face, he will never look away.

Kushi's deeply rooted dislike of the business world made her brother NK to keep her out of all his business deals. But what will happen if she came face to face with the most powerful, roothless business tycoon in the city? Divided between duty towards her brother and her determination to live a free life, Kushi felt herself trapped because it seemed this dangerously powerful man had no intention to let her go out of his clutch.