𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 - 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 • 𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑪𝑬𝑫 𝑻𝑶 𝑩𝑬 𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑺𝑯𝑨 𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑰𝑨 × 𝑺𝑰𝑫𝑫𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑻 𝑨𝑮𝑵𝑰𝑯𝑶𝑻𝑹𝑰 Siddhant Agnihotri- India's most renowned neurosurgeon. A man married to his profession, emotionally distant, disciplined to the core. Prisha Singhania- A fearless, free spirited woman. CEO of a famous publishing house and a secret author who believes in healing through words yet carries scars that make her doubt love itself. What happens when destiny forces two unwilling souls into a marriage neither of them wanted? What happens when he is compelled to marry the woman he unknowingly loved for eighteen years? 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 ~ Forced Marriage ~ Replaced Groom ~ Grumpy × Sunshine ~ Doctor × Secret Author ~ Secret Identity ~ Healing Hearts ~ Love After Marriage ~ Slow-Burn Romance ~ Billionaire Romance ~ Calm × Chaos Hope you fall in love with Siddhant & Prisha the way I did while writing them 🤍 Enjoy reading and don't forget to vote, comment, and share your thoughts. Seeeyaahhh, Jaani ke Jaani's 🫶🏻

‹‹ 𝗔𝗸𝘀𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗿𝗮 𝘅 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝘃𝗶 𝗦𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗮 ›› ➺ A College Love Story.... 𝐃𝐢𝐥 𝐤𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐭𝐞 𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐣𝐡𝐭𝐞 𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐩𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐧... 𝐀𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐤 𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐣𝐡 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐧, 𝐭𝐨𝐡 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐣𝐡𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐡𝐢𝐧." ××××××××××××××××××× "She never loved me." But before she could finish her sentence, I pulled her closer by her wrist firm, not harsh. She gasped, her palm landing on my chest for balance, but I didn't care. "Look in my eyes and say it, Sanvi." My voice was low, breaking at the edges. "Look at me and say every fucking moment meant nothing. That you never loved me." Her lips parted, her eyes trembling with unshed tears. She hesitated. Then-her gaze turned cold. "I never loved you, Akshat," she whispered. Silence. Her words fell between us like shattered glass- small, sharp, impossible to ignore. My chest tightened. My ears buzzed. She doesn't mean it. She can't mean it. "I liked you, but not anymore. It was just infatuation." The final nail in the coffin. I dragged in a breath, but it never reached my lungs. Lies. ×××××××××××××××××××× They met in college. Two quiet souls who spoke more through glances than words. He was her best friend's brother... She was his brother's bestfriend From strangers to friends. From best friends to lovers. And then- A heartbreak time couldn't fix. Because some stories don't end, they simply pause until fate presses play again. ××××××××××××××××××××

Avyaan Vedang Vishwanathan "He never believed in love. Until she became his wife. Now he believes in nothing else but owning her." ............ Udita Avyaan Vishwanathan. "He felt like danger... but for once, I wasn't afraid. I wanted to fall-if it meant falling into him." ....................... Join the beautiful journey of Avyaan and Udita finding their peace in each other

𝔅𝔯𝔬𝔨𝔢𝔫 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 #2 𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒 ═════ ✥.❖.✥ ═════ Nitya Heer Tiwari had always been the strong one-the loyal friend, fierce and protective to her core. But when tragedy strikes, her life is shattered, leaving her a mere shell of who she used to be. Wracked with self-hatred and haunted by the past, she's lived in isolation, barely holding on. Now, an old threat resurfaces, threatening to destroy the last pieces of her fragile sanity. Desperate, she makes a choice she never imagined-striking a deal with the one man she vowed never to fall for. Aman Mehra. Flirtatious, charming, and irresistibly charismatic, he's the man everyone calls the "golden-retriever energy." But Nitya knows better. She's seen what lies beneath the surface, and she's sure she could never love someone like him. After all, the devil you know is better than the monster lurking in the shadows. Their agreement is simple: a marriage of convenience. He gets out of an unwanted engagement, and she gains his protection. But can a deal with the devil ever truly stay just business? A marriage of convenience. Or is it really? ═════ ✥.❖.✥ ═════ 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝐸𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ 🎀 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 🔞⚠️ This book contains mature content intended for readers aged 18 and above. Reader discretion is advised.

A type of story set up during early 1970s The time when the love between a husband-wife was just seen as a duty in which they had to done their parts not out of love but due the burden of responsibilities...A time when a man who used to love his wife was seen as weak but the truth is that, Men who proudly cherishes their women in front of the world are the strongest one and are considered men in real senses..... In this story, We are going to encounter something like that in which the man and woman both are deeply and insanely in love, their love doesn't care about the boundaries and standards set up by this hypocrite Society and are not weak but they are each other's strongest pillar and that friend of each other who stands with each other during each and every thick and thin. so let's dive into the divine tale of love between our Sarpanch ji Aka DHRUV and Sarpanch ji ki sukoon Aka Dhwani. let's see the power of their love whether it can break the norms of society and prove them that love is not one's weakness but it's a kind of power which gives one 's strength to fight against anything in the world if their lover is standing just beside them and supporting them Or would become one of its another victim?

"𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉" Years ago, a misunderstanding turned two best friends into enemies. Vidyut's father never forgave Krisha's father for what he believes was a betrayal. When Krisha's family business begins to collapse, he finally sees his chance for revenge. He offers financial help - with one condition. Marriage. Krisha agrees only because of his father's love.... But Vidyut knows nothing about the secret agreement. He is forced into a wedding arranged behind his back, unaware that he is being used as a weapon in his father's revenge. They accept the marriage. But not each other. And when the truth begins to surface, Vidyut must decide - will he carry forward his father's hatred... or break the cycle for good?

𝔅𝔯𝔬𝔨𝔢𝔫 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 #1 𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒 ═════ ✥.❖.✥ ═════ Shivanya Gupta is a woman who wears her heart on her sleeve. Always going above and beyond to help others, she loves deeply and selflessly. However, she was unaware that her kindness had drawn the wrong kind of attention until Shariq Raichand kidnaps her, shattering her world. Lost in despair, Shivanya nearly gives up hope-until her boss, Vihaan Rajput, steps in as her unexpected savior, pulling her from the clutches of a traumatic future. But when Vihaan returns her to her family, she discovers a chaotic mess waiting for her at home. In a surprising move, Vihaan offers to marry her to protect her honor. But will this marriage be born out of pity, or could it blossom into something more - something real? ═════ ✥.❖.✥ ═════ 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝐸𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ 🎀 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 🔞⚠️ This book contains mature content intended for readers aged 18 and above. Reader discretion is advised.

The heart is a complicated thing, it's supposed to keep you alive. Situated in the left side of your chest, pumping blood through your body to keep you going. Then, Nandini wonders, how can it betray her like this. It's supposed to beat for Nandini, with the sole purpose of keeping her alive, so how can it start beating for someone else? 18+

I clutched my bridal saree tightly and sat nervously on the flower-decorated bed. My throat felt dry as I swallowed hard. I was about to lift my veil when the door creaked open. My eyes instantly darted toward him. He stepped in, removed his kurta casually, and came to sit in front of me. My heart pounded. I shut my eyes, but within moments, he gently lifted my veil. "Ankhein kholo," he whispered. Slowly, I opened my eyes. He was even more handsome than I had imagined-fairer than me, with eyes so deep and mesmerizing that they held me captive. My breath caught when he said softly, "Takane ke liye poori umar padi hai... abhi so jaaye." Embarrassment flushed my cheeks, and I lowered my gaze to my toes. But then he held my chin tenderly, guiding my eyes back to him. "Jaakar kapde badal lo," he said gently. I nodded, quickly rising to my feet. As soon as I stepped into the bathroom, I exhaled a long, shaky breath. Tonight was the first time I had seen him so closely... and yet, he was so unexpectedly gentle.

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