Book 1 of THE BETRAYAL SERIES ✨ -------------------------------------------------- They loved each other once. Then they broke each other completely.... Tu pehle meri hasrat tha, janiya. Tu ab meri nafrat hai. Once, Avyaan Rathore was the man Alaya Sharma loved without limits. She trusted him with her heart, her fears, and the parts of herself she never showed anyone else. When she needed him the most, he chose not to stay. His absence didn't just hurt-it reshaped her. The girl who waited for him disappeared the day he didn't show up. Five years later, they meet again. Just once. Long enough for the past to reopen every wound she worked so hard to close. She leaves him with words that draw a line she never intended to cross again- "Won't you, Mr. Rathore? I also needed you at some point in my life when you weren't there. And now I want peace. I HOPE WE NEVER MEET AGAIN MR. RATHORE." Another year passes. When Alaya returns to India, something between them has changed completely. The love is gone. The hope is gone. What remains is hatred-cold, controlled, and deeply personal. When she needed him, he wasn't there. When he needed her, she wasn't there. Now they stand on opposite sides of the same pain, bound only by resentment and a past they refuse to forgive. Every conversation is sharp. Every memory is a weapon. Can two people who now hate each other survive being in the same world again? Or is this the kind of story where peace only comes from staying apart? A dark, emotionally intense romance about broken timing, mutual resentment, and love that turned into something far more dangerous. No cheating. No abuse. For more read the story.. @All rights reserved

One night. One mistake. One life-altering consequence. When Ira Kapoor, a girl born into wealth and perfection, wakes up to two pink lines and a blurry memory, her carefully curated world unravels. The father? Anirudh Sharma-a grounded, soft-spoken manager at an event firm, older than her by a few years and miles apart in lifestyle. Neither love nor even friendship ties them together. Only a moment of impulsiveness they never meant to share-and a child they never planned to create. Forced into a sudden marriage to preserve her family's honour, Ira finds herself in a modest home, far from the comforts of her past and with a man she barely knows. Her heart resists, her pride rebels. Middle-class life feels suffocating, and Anirudh's quiet existence is a world she doesn't understand. But beneath the surface of their mismatched lives is something unexpected-kindness that doesn't demand, patience that doesn't waver, and a slow-burning bond that begins to take root. As monsoon skies roll above and the seasons shift, so do their hearts. Love doesn't arrive in grand gestures-it seeps in gently, through shared cups of tea, silent understanding, and the quiet promises of two people learning to walk a path they never chose, but might just learn to call home. Under the Same Sky is a tender, evocative tale of accidental beginnings and unexpected love-where two strangers become partners, parents, and perhaps... soulmates. "They weren't a fairytale-but under the same sky, they learned how to write their own." ❤️ Started : 22 June, 2025 Rankings: #1 in destiny - 15.02.2026

𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐀: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐱 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐬 #1 𝓒𝓪𝓷 𝓫𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓪𝓼 𝓪 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓮. Seven women vanish from Delhi at 10:30 p.m. No CCTV. No evidence. No pattern-except the chilling silence each disappearance leaves behind. ARCADIA is called in, forcing two rivals to work side by side: Aarohi Dutt - cold, brilliant, and hiding a trauma she refuses to touch. Dev Rathore - sharp, infuriating, and far too protective of the one woman who swears she doesn't need him. He calls her love just to watch her break. She calls him Dev because anything more would be dangerous. But as they dig deeper, a disturbing truth starts to surface: these abductions aren't random. They're deliberate. Structured. Driven by a twisted interpretation of Kāma - the sin of desire. And when the pattern tightens around Aarohi, Dev feels the shift instantly-the air changing, the hunt turning personal. Someone is watching her. Someone is choosing her. And Dev would burn the world down before he lets desire claim her next. Case 1: KĀMA - The Sin of Desire I'll upload new chapters whenever I can. I promise I'll be as consistent as I can with the updates😚. Happy reading, love.💗🎀

She turned, one last glance to see if Emma had noticed her absence-and slammed into something solid. Heat. Muscle. A heartbeat that wasn't hers. Her breath snagged. Strong hands caught her waist before gravity could claim her. Rougher than expected. Certain in their possession. Sandalwood. Something darker, earthier, curling around her like danger. Her eyes lifted. Steel-gray. Ethan Blackwood. Cold, precise, yet flecks of silver sparked like lightning. One rebellious strand of black hair fell against his temple, defying the order he demanded of everything. Their breaths mingled. Too close. Too charged. "I-I'm sorry..." Scarlett stammered. "Watch your way," he murmured, velvet dragged across steel. His grip lingered just long enough to brand her skin. "How did you get in here?" he asked, voice slicing through the haze. "I-I have an invitation." Her chin lifted. His gaze flicked-mouth, eyes, mouth-before returning to hers. "From where-the recycling bin?" Scarlett laughed sharp, incredulous. "Oh, I see. That's how you got in." A flicker of something-surprise? Admiration?-crossed him, gone as fast as it came. "No one speaks to me like that." "Maybe that's the problem," she countered, stepping closer. "Everything has a first time." He leaned in, dangerously close, voice dropping. "Careful." "Better you be the one," she whispered, daring, fire sparking between them. ** Scarlett: strong-willed, fiery, witty Ethan: commanding, controlled, yet hinting at hidden cracks When Scarlett Landon signs a contract that binds her to the cold, controlling billionaire Ethan Blackwood, she thinks it's just business. But behind the ruthless CEO mask lies a man battling his own demons-and soon, their fake marriage turns into something dangerously real. Two hearts. One contract. A thousand tangled emotions.

An Indian Arranged Marriage Romance, intertwining duty, healing, and royal legacy. [ They met as strangers at the wedding Altar, But destiny had already written them as Soulmates. ] _____________________ He vowed never to marry. She was the light he never expected. Ekash lived in the shadows of his past, haunted by promises he wished he could forget. Marriage was only his grandmother's last wish-until Sanvi stepped into his world. Her quiet strength broke down his walls. Her touch became the only calm to his restless soul. He never planned to love... but destiny had other plans for his arranged bride. ___________________ Started on: 28 May 2025 Author AKSHUVIKA

The story revolves around Ruhi Shah and Ranvijay Rao, two people from powerful rival families whose lives unexpectedly become intertwined. Ruhi is the beloved princess of the Shah family, raised with immense love and protection by her grandfather Ravindra, her father Keshav, and her nine overprotective brothers. Despite belonging to a wealthy and influential family, Ruhi remains innocent, simple, and emotionally pure. Her childlike honesty and natural kindness make her different from the sophisticated high-society world around her. Ranvijay Rao, on the other hand, is the feared and dominant heir of the Rao family. Cold, rebellious, and powerful, he is known for his dangerous reputation and fearless personality. However, everything changes when he meets Ruhi. Her innocence and authenticity draw him toward her in a way he cannot control. Their connection creates tension between the two rival families. While Ruhi's brothers fiercely protect her, Ranvijay openly declares his love for her, refusing to back down. Unexpectedly, moments like family gatherings, parties, and small interactions begin softening the hostility between the elders.

Ishita Verma never prayed for love. She prayed for escape. Aarav Rajput never believed in destiny. He believed in control. One impulsive moment inside a temple binds two strangers into a marriage neither of them planned, wanted, or understood. A secret husband. A hidden wife. A cold CEO and an introverted girl pretending to be strangers in public. This is not a love story that begins with romance. This is a marriage that learns how to survive before it learns how to feel. Note: Guys this story's plot struck me suddenly and I tried to make it as better as possible from my imagination. Guys please follow atleast till part 30 if you feel it is not what you thought it would be. I am a first time writer so I hope everyone will support me and help me grow ❤️

#1 romancedrama 28.1.2026 #1 rivalstolovers 28.1.2026 #1 twistandturn 15.2.2026 #1 rollercoaster 15.2.2026 #2 mustread 17.2.2026 #4 softcore 28.1.2026 It's a soft, romantic, sweet, lovestory. You are gonna have a total roller-coaster experience. ****** "Slow down, topper," a deep voice said. I froze. Aarav Rathore was crouched down, picking up my books - my books - the same guy who looked like he'd rather fight someone than help them. "Sorry," I muttered, pushing my hair behind my ear. He glanced up. His eyes were dark brown, almost black. Dangerous, but... tired. Like he'd lived more years than he was supposed to. "It's fine," he said. "You should look where you're going though. You're too..." He paused, eyes narrowing slightly. "Soft." My cheeks warmed. "I'm not soft." He raised an eyebrow. "Sure."

College cum work space story...enemies to lovers kind of story...

As I stepped into my bedroom to grab some documents, an unexpected sound caught my attention-heavy breathing coming from the bathroom. Curiosity pulled me closer, and the breathing morphed into soft, tantalizing moans. "Aaah..." A rush of heat flooded my cheeks as I realized I was intruding on her private moment. I should have turned and left immediately, but my feet felt glued to the floor. The thought of Avni, lost in her own world in my bathroom, touching herself ignited a whirlwind of emotions within me, stirring desires I never knew I had for her. I was utterly convinced she was lost in thoughts of my brother-until I heard her breathy whisper, "Fuck, Shrey. Make your wifey cum!" In that instant, time seemed to freeze, and my heart raced as the reality of the moment crashed over me like a tidal wave.