Devansh Rajput, 30, is the stoic CEO of Rajput Groups in Mumbai. Closed off after a painful past, his world revolves around business, control, and his 7-month-old daughter, Siya-the only person allowed to see his fragile side. At 27, Aadhirai lives with her parents in Coimbatore, quietly piecing herself back together after a divorce no one dares to mention. Calm, composed, and emotionally guarded, she's learning to exist in stillness-one silent step at a time. They come from different worlds. Different cities. Different values. Different scars. She hides her pain with a smile. He hides behind silence and structure. They weren't supposed to meet. But when they do-by pure coincidence-something shifts. And for Aadhirai, life doesn't just change... It turns painfully upside down. Two broken souls. One unexpected connection. But when the past resurfaces and long-buried truths come to light- Will they survive what fate has planned, Or will silence be the only thing that remains between them?

What happens when fire meets water? Agastya Singhania is fire. he is so cruel that he will not think twice for shooting a person dead. He is a single father of a son. . . . . Ishika Vyas is a simple and innocent girl whose life is made hell by her own family. Will Ishika get the love that she deserves? . . . . To know more read ' Our Entangled Destiny'

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ Kabir Singh Rajput needs a mother for his son. Rashi Vikramaditya needs a father for her daughter. Love was never part of the decision, only a quiet understanding to build something steady out of what life had left behind. But Rashi doesn't step into his life just to fill a role. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭. And Kabir, a man who has learned to live without feeling, isn't prepared for what that means. Because somewhere between shared responsibilities and unspoken moments, distance begins to close. Lines begin to blur. And what was meant to be simple... isn't. Especially when the past they've both buried isn't separate at all... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬. ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ •||𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: Single Parent, Desi Romance, Widow, Second Chance at Love, Arrange marriage, Healing Through Love, Mystery & Second Marriage||•

On hold - till June😅 On my wedding night, I waited behind a heavy bridal veil, my heart pounding with fear and uncertainty. The door closed, and he sat before me. Then his voice broke the silence-innocent, fragile. "Didi... aap ab se mere saath rahoge kya?" (Sister will you live with me now?) That moment shattered me. He wasn't my brother. He wasn't a relative's child. He was my husband. Aditya Singh Chaudhary. A handsome man of twenty-five... yet locked in the mind of a nine-year-old but with a truth that froze me to the core. They called him incomplete. They called him broken. But fate made him mine. And now, I must decide- am I only his caretaker only... or will I learn to be the wife of a man who never truly grew up? 🎀 𝒥𝒾𝓈 𝒟𝒾𝓃 🎀

"Stay away from me...don't you dare touch me" I yelled at him He pulled me flushed against him and threaded his fingers in my untangled mess pulling it back mercilessly "You are my wife ...I have every right to touch you" with that he grabbed my hands and pinned them against the wall near my head. He started sucking and licking my neck peppering small wet kisses . Tears threatened to spill from my eyes. Meet Misti Singh a shy and introvert girl soon to be married to an engineer named Gaurav . Here enters Mr. Vikrant Singh Rathore a shrewd and clever businessman who is keen to get Misti at any cost. He blackmails her family and marries her forcefully. This is their Journey from hate to love.

This story is about a relationships between a father and daughter. A wife and husband. And 2 best friend. "G-g-go" I stuttered moving back a little from his intense gaze on my whole body. I suddenly felt insecure and nervous seeing his fixed eyes on me. He looked scary. Not hearing an answer from him I started, "I-I'll s-sleep on the couch." There was no way I was going to share the same room as him after what he just did. I released a breath which I held in for god knows how long. Making a move to stand up from the bed, I was walking towards the couch only to jerk back on the bed from his strong pull. His hands were gripping on my wrists making me wince in pain. I tried to get out of his hold but couldn't, he was way too strong for me. Leaning closer to me I tried to move back only to fall on the bed. Seeing my state he took advantage of me by hovering over me, locking my small frame between his hands. An evil smirk played on his lips making me stiffen in fear. His eyes travelled down my body, intentionally I flinched. "Today's our wedding night Jaanvi." Came his husky voice before he nuzzled his face in my neck again. "I'm your husband." He bit my neck making a gasp escape from my mouth in pain. "K-k-kiaan. P-ple--" I begged hold in my tears only to reactive another bit from him. His hold on both my wrist was tight, there was no way I could run. The little respect I had for him died right there. "I'm your prince charming Jaanvi. Don't push this prince away." My eyes widened with tears running from the side of my eyes. My hands which were trying to get out of his hold were numb now. My mouth was opened in shock, his words freaked me out. How will two different souls become one? Follow the journey of two funny, crazy, loving and idiot souls, Jaanvi and Kiaan. From hating each other to falling in love deeply. But did they ever hate each other or was it just anger? { Warning- this book is emotional and funny at the same time!} MY FOURTH BOOK!