IMPORTANT - PLEASE READ BEFORE STARTING ❤️ This story is currently marked Complete, but please note that the latter half of the story is a temporary/current version. After my exams, I will be rewriting the second half of the story, including the redemption arc, because I feel that some emotions, character development and the deeper message I wanted to convey were not expressed strongly enough through my writing. The current version will remain available for now, so new readers are welcome to read it as it is. ❤️ The rewritten version will have stronger emotional depth, more developed character growth, and a more gradual and clearly earned redemption, so that the storyline and its intended message are conveyed better. Please keep this in mind before starting the story. ❤️ Thank you for reading and supporting my work. 🫶🏻 .................. For six years, Anushree Shekhawat endured hatred, humiliation, and accusations she never deserved-all for the sake of her son. Branded a curse, treated like a servant, and abandoned by the man who should have protected her, she silently carried the weight of everyone else's mistakes. But when the truth finally comes out, regrets arrive too late. Choosing herself for the first time, Anushree returns to the family she left behind, taking her son with her. Now Rajveer Shekhawat, a powerful CEO haunted by his actions, must fight for the forgiveness of the woman he broke and the family he never deserved. A story of heartbreak, healing, redemption, and finding your way back home.

"How do we know if we are doing things the right way? I wanted to learn everything about intimacy so I can please you in every possible way. I even wondered about how long a man usually lasts. I want to explore everything with you. And if there's something you want me to do, tell me. I don't want this to be just about me asking for what I want. I want it to be about us." "Oh my God, are you carrying me? Please put me down. I don't want you to strain your back because of my weight." *************************************** Aakash never believed in love. He is reserved, introverted and carry a past he never speaks about. He enters marriage not with hope but with obligation. To him, it's just another responsibility he wished to carry out. Meenakshi enters the same marriage carrying a different battle. She is curvy, soft-hearted and full of warmth but weighed down by years of insecurity. She has learned to smile through judgment, to laugh through whispers and to expect less than she deserves. An arranged marriage ties them together. He is a man of silence. She learns to see his care hidden within it. But is silent care enough for a lifetime together? What begins as two strangers under one roof slowly turns into something neither of them expected in the quiet moments, in accidental touches, in shared meals, in silent protection and in unspoken understanding. This is not a loud love story. It is a slow one. When a broken man and an insecure woman choose to stand by each other, the healing turns into perfection and a love slowly becomes obsession. A story of curves, scars, healing and a love that learns to stay.

📚Crack and Crease - Cracks demand repair. Creases demand heat. Not all damage screams. Some of it settles. 🖤 Jaiveer Jahagirdar & Vamika Mittal 🖤 Jaiveer Jahagirdar was not broken by loss, he was cracked by it, and like tempered glass, he learned to stand sharper at the edges. Vamika Mittal carried her crease like precision not damage, just a permanent line where softness used to lie. Yugveer Jahagirdar, 1.5 years old, he didn't see cracks or creases - only arms that held him. 🩶🩶🩶 He was raised in corridors where power never trembled - a son taught that weakness is louder than loss. She learned early that love can bruise without leaving proof - a woman who folds her scars into sharp edges. 🔥 Jaiveer Jahagirdar carries fracture like inheritance. Vamika Mittal wears restraint like silk over steel. 🔥 Their families built empires that refuse to bow. Their names have stood on opposite sides of contracts for decades. ⚔️ He protects what's his. She controls what she builds. ⚔️ They meet across a table neither trusts. No promises. No peace. Just leverage. Because steel doesn't bend easily. And pride doesn't forgive quietly. 👑 Legacy carved their surnames. Damage shaped who they became. But somewhere between the crack and the crease - something refuses to stay folded. 👑 🕊️ Tropes 🕊️ Enemies to Lovers Corporate Rivals Single Father Divorced FMC Billionaire / Industrial Dynasty Slow Burn Power Couple No Cheating Protective Father Child Softens the War

Loving someone is beautiful... Diya a 22 year old girl fell in love with the idea of love. When she saw his picture for an arranged marriage scenario she was so excited... He was infact her dream man... But, Arjun had someone else on his mind, his feelings were dedicated to someone else. And now after 7 years of a failed marriage Diya wanted to break free but Arjun wasn't ready. While Diya asked for a divorce Arjun hoped that she would give him another chance...

He wasn't heartless. Just... unconvinced. Of love. Of women. Of promises that sound too pretty to be true. She wasn't broken. Just quietly aching. To be seen. To be wanted for who she is, not who she's expected to be. He inherited empires. She inherited emptiness. And when fate ties them together, love doesn't enter gently- It cracks the walls, shakes the ground, and demands to be felt. Loving Through Your Darkness Two hearts. One lie. And a love story neither of them believed they deserved.

What do you do when darkness comes in the disguise of light? After the death of his childhood sweetheart, billionaire Ishaan Singhaniya vowed to take revenge on the one responsible for her death. But when he met Nisha Ahuja, the girl with the brightest smile and an unhealthy obsession with fiction, he didn't know his life was about to be flipped into chaos. After all, what exactly can go wrong when the past comes knocking on your door with the most cruelest game of love?

❤️ COMPLETED AND TAKEN DOWN❤️ FIRST PART OF LOVE WINS SERIES Only sample paper here. THIS BOOK EXCLUSIVELY AVAILABLE ON KINDLE ORDER OF SERIES 1.INCOMPREHENSIBLE LOVE(LOVE WINS) 2.PROMISE OF STUBBORN LOVE(LOVE WINS CONTINUE) 3.WIN WITH PERSISTENT LOVE (LOVE WINS FINALLY) (If you guys are starting this series then I have a request. Read the entire series first and then take any kind of judgement.) Her eyes are tightly clenched as he continues to pound on her. His face dipped into her neck's crook. She firmly grasps his shoulders. However, she takes great care to ensure that her nails don't graze him at all. He let go after he released his seeds and put his weight on her small, skinny body. She relaxes her hold on his shoulders, and he lifts his face away from her sweaty, red-flushed crook to get a good look at her face. He sighed and looked proudly at her upper body, where his art was on display. He then kisses her lips and completely inhales her all air. She closes her eyes more tightly and moves her lips in response to his lead. He turned away from her and properly covered himself before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep. She welcomes the sight of his naked back when she opens her eyes and turns to face it. She correctly covers her mouth and lets out a heavy sigh. Without spending any time, she quickly gathers her clothing from the floor and puts it on. She lays down on her side again, but this time her back is on his side. They are separated by a wide chasm. She attempts to go to sleep by closing her eyes, but she finds it completely difficult, like every day. STARTED - JAN,1-2023 FINISHED - APRIL,19-2023

Pihu Dubey grew up in the quiet shadows of her father's world - a world where loyalty, old friendships, and family ties mattered more than dreams. The jewel in this world was Akash Randhawa, the son of her father's best friend - dazzlingly handsome, brilliantly successful, and heir to a multi-billion-dollar empire. For as long as she could remember, Akash had been the silent, distant star she had built her world around. But Akash had dreams sculpted by power and prestige. In his polished life of glittering parties and impossible standards, there was no room for the simple, steadfast girl who loved him from afar. To him, Pihu was nothing more than the "little sister" from family gatherings - kind, invisible, and entirely unlike the women he pursued. As Pihu blossoms into a woman, her heart remains shackled to a hope that Akash might one day see her - really see her. She battles silent heartbreaks, moments of cruel indifference, and the slow ache of watching him love others while never even glancing her way. "The Heart That Waited Alone" is a tender, aching journey through unspoken love, the agony of waiting, and the silent courage it takes to love someone who may never love you back. Will Pihu's silent devotion ever find its echo - or will her heart remain a lone flame in a world too bright to notice her gentle light? **************** Rankings: #1 Adultromance (06/07/2025) #4 Indianstories (06/07/2025) #6 unrequitedlove (06/07/2025) #11 onesidedlove (06/07/2025) #21 billionaire (06/07/2025) #24 heartbreak (06/07/2025)

𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦. 𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴, 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘢 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺. 𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘈 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘸𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦.

Aanya I looked at the man sitting besides me tears falling from my eyes..... This was never supposed to happen I wish I could run away as far as possible from this beast..... i felt him apply sindoor in my forehead making me grasp in shock.... My life my fate was sealed with an beast, a monster..... Raghav The moment I saw her she was mine.... My baby doll, my obession and my little possession..... She is my doll I will make her dance in my tune whether she agree or not..... Try as much as possible you could to get away from me my doll.... Because In the end She is my baby doll mine and she will always be.....