Book 3 in [The Echoes Series] | Can be read as a standalone. ──────── ୨୧ ──────── Sairaa Gill wasn't looking for love, she was just trying to survive her silence. A widowed single mother, she hides her grief behind calm smiles and quiet strength, gracefully enduring everything society throws at her. And then there's Aviral Rathore, rich, spoiled and a man who has never been told no, until her. When fate pulls them together, something unexpected begins to shift. Aviral becomes the warmth she thought she had lost forever and Sairaa becomes the steady force he never saw coming. But when their worlds collide, one question remains. Will they break the patterns holding them back, or will this become another story they never get to finish? ──────── ୨୧ ────────

in which ragav asks meghna to pose as his girlfriend for a few months in yet another reckless scheme of his.

Gauri and Sharva had an arranged marriage that slowly turned into something warm, loving, and certain. They had plans. Carefully thought out, quietly agreed upon. A baby wasn't one of them. At least not yet. But life doesn't always follow plans. It has its own timing. Two Lines Later follows Gauri and Sharva through the journey of an unexpected turn - an unplanned pregnancy that changes more than just timelines. Between quiet fears, unspoken struggles, and moments of comfort, they find themselves learning not just how to become parents... but how to hold onto each other through it all.

[ Already Completed In Scrollstck ] Both of them were fragments of a once-whole existence, shattered by life, love, and the weight of their scars. Yet, amidst the wreckage of their hearts, a tiny spark of hope appeared- a child. Eklavya Nene, a single father navigating the stormy seas of parenthood, found himself struggling to be everything his son needed, especially the tender, nurturing presence of a mother. His divorce had left him fractured, and the idea of letting another woman into his life was daunting. But for the sake of his son, Amogh, he had to find a way. Unnati Kothari carried the weight of a troubled past, one that had led her to view men as nothing more than monsters. However, a deep-seated desire to become a mother persisted within her. When she met little Amogh through a mutual friend, her world shifted; the boy's laughter and innocence touched something in her, awakening dreams she thought she had buried forever. Brought together by the gentle nudges of friends and family, Eklavya and Unnati agreed to a marriage of convenience, each committing to the role of a parent for a child who needed more than either could provide alone. Yet, love- true, uncharted, and profound- remained an elusive mystery to them both. Could two souls so deeply marred by their pasts find the courage to trust and to heal? Would they ever allow their hearts to open and let love in, not just as parents to Amogh but as partners to each other? ------ Intended for mature readers, rated R (18+) for the subjects dealing with strong language, sexual content, abuse/ violence, and trauma. ------ One of the books from the 'Mad Love' series. It can be read as a standalone ------ [Updates on- Tuesday and Friday: 4 pm IST] [Third Person Limited + Omniscient Narration] [Unedited First Draft] [Full-Length Novel, Word Count Approx. 200K to 250K] ----- © 2024 Suganthii Media attached to this story belong to their rightful owners and there is no violation of copyrights.

"𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅." -------------------------- Aastha Sharma is a single mother, trying to survive in a world that never seems to give her a break. Her six-month-old son, Vihaan, is her everything, the reason she keeps going, the reason she dares to hope. Life has taught her to be strong, soft-spoken, and endlessly resilient, but even her courage has its limits. Hriday Patil is a rising politician with a heart that refuses to bend to the corruption, arrogance, and cruelty of his powerful family. Stern yet compassionate, he dreams of using his influence to change the world but nothing could prepare him for the way one determined woman and her little boy could change him. When their lives intertwine, love, duty, and loyalty clash. Aastha must navigate the treacherous waters of a family that believes power is everything, while Hriday struggles to protect the woman he cares for against his own blood. With Vihaan as their fragile bridge, they must decide if love is worth risking everything for, or if some battles are just too impossible to win. Read to know about them!! And join their journey!!

They fell in love at twenty. They built a life, raised twins, and somewhere between growing up and growing apart, they lost each other. And now, two years after their divorce - they're about to find out if a love like theirs ever really fades. TROPES: Second Chance Romance Divorced Couple Exes to Lovers Co-Parenting Ultimate Slowburn Teenage Chaos

STARTED: 01-12-2025 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟐 𝐎𝐅 #𝐁 𝐎 𝐍 𝐃 𝐄 𝐃 𝐕 𝐄 𝐑 𝐒 𝐄 𝐃𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐀𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐚 𝐗 𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐡 They weren't strangers. But they weren't exactly friends either. Living under the same roof was never part of a love story-until life decided to rewrite the rules. Anvitha is all sharp edges and stubborn fire-a junior doctor with a no-nonsense attitude, a tongue quick with comebacks, and a heart she guards like a fortress. Rohith is her opposite in every way-composed, thoughtful, and maddeningly calm even when she's trying to start World War III at the breakfast table. They've lived together since their siblings got married-sharing a house, a kitchen, and endless arguments. She knew he was a doctor at her hospital. What she didn't know? He was going to be her new team head. Now, what was once playful bickering turns into workplace tension-with a twist of chemistry neither of them is ready to admit. She tests him. He lets her. She fights. He listens. She drives him crazy. He grounds her chaos. They clash, they collide, they coexist. But beneath the surface, something's shifting. Something deeper. Something real. What happens when familiarity becomes the slowest kind of love story? When shared walls hear the confessions hearts won't say out loud? In a home built by family, can two people find something of their own? "𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆... 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕."

They both knew love, but in very different ways. Advik grew up watching it everywhere around him in the way his family stood by each other, always ready to support and protect one another. Eshra, however, learned about love from a distance. She saw the warmth Ruhani gave Anika, but when it came to her, the words were always the same. She didn't deserve it. To them, she was only a burden, a cursed child who had to be kept away from everyone for the sake of the family. And so she grew up believing it. Until fate brought Advik into her life, a man who became the home she never had, someone who chose to love her, protect her, and prove that she was never too difficult to be loved.

He doesn't know what love is but he knows he doesn't want to be lonely. She knows what love is but also knows she doesn't have a chance at it. Nikhil is a pretty straightforward guy who can be a little choosy about things and food. Sharanya is mostly a practical person with a romantic heart. With emotional baggage of their respective pasts and little stubborn mindsets these two individuals are brought together for an arranged marriage. Started: Completed:

[ Political Heir × Brothel Girl ] "You see this? Take a good, long look." He gestured vaguely at her crumpled form. "Because it's the last time any of you are ever going to see her." Roshini let out a fresh sob. He ignored her. He was addressing the crowd, his audience. "I don't know which one of you sick bastards has been enjoying this, and I don't care. But the party is over. This one?" He leaned down, grabbing her chin and forcing her tear-stained, terrified face up to look at him. "She's mine now." ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ I went to the brothel to drag a name through the mud. Hers. They said she was a sin men paid for, so I decided I'd be the only one who touched her life from that night on. I told myself I was punishing a lie, protecting my blood, ending a disgrace. She never cried. Never begged. Just looked at me like I was temporary. I thought I was punishing her. I thought I was ruining her. I went to ruin her life. Instead she ruined me. Slowly ruined me. ◀ | MATURE CONTENT | ▶ ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ All Rights Reserved 2026 © Chiya Saxena