Abhay Rathore, the stoic heir to the Rathore Royal Group of Hotels and CEO of a billion-dollar legacy, was known for two things: his silence and his ruthlessness. He didn't smile, didn't entertain nonsense, and didn't trust easily. The boardrooms feared him, and the business world respected him. At just 31, he ran empires - but his heart? That was locked behind stone walls. And then there was Ishika Mehra - 24, fresh-faced, fiercely kind, and endlessly sarcastic. She wasn't royal by blood, but she had enough fire in her to burn palaces down. She joined the Rathore empire as a temporary PA - not to flirt or climb ladders, but to survive and support her family after her father's passing. She was sunshine wrapped in sarcasm, with a mind as sharp as her tongue. They hated each other instantly. But fate - and one very manipulative grandmother - had other plans. Hate to Love ✅ Arranged/Forced Marriage ✅ Royal Match ✅ Grumpy x Sunshine ✅ CEO x Personal Assistant

(18+) ❀Book 1st of "LOVE HEALS" (series)❀ REYANSH X AAROHI 3>

" To the people out there thinking that love can not be found again , give them and yourself a chance " " I'll never marry him , not even in my dreams" said aahana breathing heavily. "Then be ready to send Abhimanyu to orphanage" her mother said in a calm voice ____________________________________________ "She has a son and we all don't know, if he is really orphan or she is just like her , a slu_" cut off by a slap . "Either marry her or forget about managing business" his father yelled ____________________________________________ What would happen when the two opposite poles are forced to marry each other ?? Will Abhiraj accept the woman who already has a son and her son ?? Will Aahana accept him knowing that he hates her son and thinks her characterless?? Will the ice be able to stop the fire or the fire will melt the ice ?? Let's dive into the beautiful and adventurous story of AAHANA RATHOD and ABHIRAJ SHEKHAWAT .

All of a sudden the door just opened and he barged inside the room and marched towards her furiously. He shouted her name in anger but she didn't reply and continued packing her things. His eyes filled with rage ,no one ever dared to ignore him like that,without thinking a bit he clutched her hand tightly and snatched whatever was in her hands and threw that in the corner of the room and looked at her with rage filled eyes and shouted, "Are you dumb ??? I said look at me paarthvi" (clutched her hands tightly she gt startled) "Didn't I tell you that you can't leave this house.How the hell you think you can get rid of me since you willingly accepted this marriage ?" (Grasping her waist tightly he pushed her towards him and tilted her jaw to make her look at his cold blooded angry eyes) "Look at me otherwise you won't like the consequences, Mrs Paarthvi Ranvijaay Singh Shekhawat" (She looked at him with teary eyes) "I will say this just once , you will live or die with me in this house.you are bound to be with me for the rest of your life.I married you and I won't let you go anywhere even if I die I will take you with me in the grave ... Put this simple thing in your small brain." Ranvijay Singh Shekhawat-A 34 year old,cold hearted handsome guy who just care about his fmly for others he is a heartless man.He is as cold as ice and as hot as 🔥 fire.He is quite possessive about his things and doesn't believe in marriages and love. Paarthvi Singh Chauhan-She is a 25 year old kind hearted and generous girl.She is a perfectionist who loves nature and finds happiness in small things.She believes in love and giving respect to everyone and demands the same.She is really attached towards her tradition and culture. Love_Qiana🖤 ♥️13Nov22 Highest ranking 13dec.22-: #3 in #hatelove 23dec.22-: #1in #proud 26dec.22-: #1 in #agegap 26dec.22-: #2 in #wedding 27dec.22-:#1 in #husband 18feb.23-:#1 in#indianwedding

A girl from 21st centuary who disappear from her era and time traveled to 11th ce. She is a sunshine girl, kind and sweet who meets with the king of 11th ce of Asmaka empire the largest empire of that time. "Two souls from different time " "A love that transcends time." Fire × water What will happen when they both fallen in love Sunshine × grumpy "yadi aapne hume chodkr jaane ki kosis bhi ki to hum iss visv main tabahi macha denge"

#Rathore Series Book 2 The world feared his name - Rudraksh Rathore. Cold. Arrogant. Untouchable. A man who believed everything could be bent to his will. And then there was Vaishali. An girl who lost her parents on her third birthday. Raised without love, treated as a burden, yet she carried peace in her eyes and calm in her voice. She was never meant for a man like him. But fate was merciless. One night was enough for Rudraksh to decide - she would be his, whether she wanted it or not. The marriage was forced on her but lets see how their marriage will change their lives. But soon, the world would learn - while storms like Rudraksh could destroy, only a soul like Vaishali could calm the chaos. Rudraksh Rathore × Vaishali His arrogance. Her softness. A bond born in force, destined to shake their worlds. #3 in WattpadLove (20/2/26) #1 in Softheroine (20/4/26 to 23/4/26)

"Ready for your punishment, jaan?" he whispered, tightening his grip around her waist, his voice deep and full of mischief. "Ansh... w-what are you doing? And what punishment?" she asked, breathless, her voice trembling under his intense gaze. He smirked. "You forgot? No worries, let me remind you..." Before she could protest, his lips crashed onto hers, kissing her with a hunger she knew too well. Hours later..... "A-ansh... I-I can't..." she gasped, but he wasn't ready to let her go. The way he claimed her-dominant yet desperate-left her shaking, breathless. Every move, every touch, ignited a wildfire between them. "Take it, jaan... I'm not done with you yet." His voice was raw. Possessive. And completely in love. > 💫 If you're looking for a story that's sweet yet fiery, romantic yet chaotic this one's for you. A love story that blends passion, drama, and pure emotion with just the right amount of mirch-masala. He knows how to destroy. She knows how to heal. Together, they are chaos and calm. AMISHA × REYANSH A tale of obsession, healing, and a love that hurts beautifully.

What will happen when an innocent girl becomes madly deeply obsession of a ruthless Man? This is the story of Shaurya and Sanchi. Sanchi - she is written by lord Shiva. Sanchi is a very innocent girl. She is an orphan girl. Her nature is just like her name - 'peaceful'. But her life is completely opposite to her nature. She works in an orphanage in Ujjain and she is happy with the children there. Shaurya Agnivanshi - A very ruthless businessman and secret mafia king of India. He does not think even a second before taking someone's life. But on the other hand he is a soft hearted person but only for his family. He never believed in love and marriage. But his family wants him to get married and settle down in his life. But he always refused their wish. He has never liked any girl in his entire life till date. What will happen when these two meet each other? Will Shaurya allow Sanchi to rule his heart? Will Sanchi let Shaurya love her? Let's find out together © All Rights Reserved

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 ❤️

Maa turned to me. "Riya beta, go outside and bring the flowers from the garden. And if you see him, bring him along with you." I nodded, clutching the thali a little tighter, and stepped out toward the garden. He was nowhere in sight. Shrugging it off, I bent down to lift the large basket of flowers placed near the parking area. The tiny blooms felt impossibly heavy. As I struggled, the sharp edge of the basket nicked my wrist - hidden beneath the soft folds of my dupatta. Great. If anyone notices, I'm doomed. Ignoring the sting, I stepped onto the marble path cutting through the grass - and lost my balance. "Whoa-" Before I could fall, strong arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me back. My breath hitched. Time stopped. The world went silent - no birds, no distant traffic, no rustling leaves. There he was. Dhruv Rathore. Standing so close I could feel his warmth, his steady presence grounding me. The boy my heart had never quite let go of - even after four long years - was holding me in his arms. He looked exactly how memory had preserved him. Calm. Composed. Effortlessly commanding. And then reality crashed into me. He's my sister's devar. ✨A slow-burn romance set against the chaos of an Indian wedding, filled with family drama, soft moments, and emotions that refuse to stay hidden. ✨ #1 in rituals🌸✨🎀(3/02/2026) #1 in rituals (12/03/2026) #9 in beautiful ( 27/03/2026) #1 in past love ( 5/04/2026) #2 in beautiful (8/04/2026)