𝐄𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐎𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 ~𝑨 𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 •⋆°.☾⋆.ೃ࿔*:⋆𐙚 𝐕𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐍 ♡ 𝐑𝐔𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐀 Ruhanika, a quiet introvert with a passion for books and study. She thrives in the world of words, finding solace in the pages of her favorite novels. Shy and reserved, but don't be fooled-when it comes to her loved ones, she's feisty and stands her ground. Vihaan, a fun-loving extrovert who dominates both the social scene and academics. His infectious energy brightens up even the dullest of classrooms. Despite being a backbencher, he always manages to be the top student. Now, what will happen when Ruhanika's quiet world clashes with Vihaan's lively personality, creating an unexpected whirlwind of emotions? Will their rivalry turn into an unexpected romance, filled with surprising twists? Let's delve into their story...!! 𝐀 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦-𝐂𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞..!(⁠◠⁠‿⁠◕⁠) --------------------------------- ✿𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐗 𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐀𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐜 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐗 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐑𝐨𝐦-𝐜𝐨𝐦 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 -------------------------------- Give this story a chance I am sure you won't regret it...!! Don't come to a conclusion before at least reading 15 chapters..!! DON'T COPY OR REPOST MY STORY🚫

Book 1 of Ranawat Series Opposites attract? Opposites collide.. She didn't trust men. She didn't trust Trust. She lived in pain and had learnt to thrive in it. He was busy being the best. He didn't have time for anyone. Even himself. But under all that calm he was lonely. Both didn't believe in fate. But it was fate that brought them together. They collided like two blackholes and their explosion created the most beautiful symphony of passion and desire. Their love is a storm. The question is - will they wield it or let it destroy their very beings? This is the story of Ishani and Ayansh Tropes: Forced marriage Arranged marriage CEO X CEO Dark romance Cold mmc X Cold fmc Billionaire romance Indian romance

Vikrant Shergill. The most feared gangster in the city. The moment people lay eyes on him, fear spreads like wildfire. He is no less than Yamraj himself. His dark and dangerous aura is enough to keep everyone at a distance, no girl even dares to come close to him. On the other hand, there is Anmol Mishra... innocent, soft-hearted, and completely opposite to him. Bound into a relationship with Vikrant because of her elder sister, she finds herself trapped in a world she never belonged to. Will Anmol be able to survive with a man whose life revolves around violence and bloodshed? 🇹 🇷 🇴 🇵 🇪 🇸  ➪𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 ➪𝐀𝐠𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐩𝐞 ➪𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐅𝐌𝐂 ➪𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐌𝐌𝐂 ➪𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 ➪𝐔𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ➪𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ➪𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚

#2 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 To all the people who thought no one could read their masked emotions. .⋆｡⋆˚｡⋆｡˚｡⋆. .⋆｡⋆˚｡⋆｡˚｡⋆. "GET. THE. FUCK. OUT. OF. MY. HOUSE." The heavy voice of Abhishek Malhotra echoed in the room, and I flinched but didn't let it come to notice. I whispered, "Do you know what is the biggest regret of my life is?" "Falling for a sadistic bastard like you." And I left." .⋆｡⋆˚｡⋆｡˚｡⋆. .⋆｡⋆˚｡⋆｡˚｡⋆. Ps- Read the extended Prologue from below.

𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐚 never imagined that her first year of college would begin with a marriage she wasn't prepared for... And definitely not with 𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 - the campus heartthrob, gym freak, extrovert, and the boy every girl dreams of. She is shy, soft, and chubby. He is bold, confident, and terrifyingly handsome. Two opposites. One unexpected marriage. A secret that no one in campus can know. But the more they hide... the closer they fall. Because sometimes, your stranger husband becomes the only person your heart chooses. Tropes: • Arranged marriage • Secret marriage • Sunshine × Grumpy • College romance • Age gap • Possessive ML • Shy FL • Slow burn • Forced proximity • Hidden relationship ⚠️ Warnings: • Mature themes • Slowburn romance • Jealous/Possessive moments • Family drama • Light emotional scenes

In your eyes , I see my future and it's fucking gorgeous. ─•~❉᯽❉~•─ "I am sorry" Varahi apologised almost in a whisper as his jaw flexed , the tears in her eyes threatening to fall. Avyaan scoffed , "Baby, sorry for?" He asked softly , his expressions and rage in his eyes screaming differently. "Please" Varahi whispered , this was too much. She wasn't ready to play silent treatment any more. "Hmm?" Avyaan hummed , leaning closer asking her to elaborate. His knee slipped between her legs as he shoved her body more into the wall while pushing his body more in hers making sure that she wasn't hurt by any chance. His grip softly forces her face up to align with his. His eyes dropped down to her lips before meeting her weary eyes. ─•~❉᯽❉~•─

««1980𝐬-90𝐬»» He was the storm everyone feared. She was the sunshine everyone loved. Ashwath Chouhan has everything a man could ask for wealth, power, respect, and a name that commands attention. Yet his world has always been built on silence and control. Dhairvi Singh is soft where he is hard, gentle where he is ruthless, and far too innocent for the world she is about to enter. Bound together by an arranged marriage, they are strangers under one roof. But sometimes, fate writes the most beautiful love stories between two people who never asked for them. © Autumn Writes[2025]

✨ OFFICIALLY EDITED ✨ This book has been fully edited, revised, and completed. ❤️ Thank you for joining me on this journey through all the drama, chaos, laughter, and love. Now sit back, relax, and enjoy the final version of the story. 🫶📖 She could hear his footsteps approaching now. Slow. Unhurried. Dangerous. "Do you really think you can hide from me, jaan?" he murmured softly. The low warmth in his voice made her stomach flip. She stayed frozen beside the curtains while his footsteps came closer and closer. Then suddenly he was right behind her. Close enough for her to feel his warmth despite the cold weather. "Jaan..." he whispered near her ear. A shiver ran through her instantly. "Adi..." she breathed softly before finally turning toward him. And there he was. Her husband. The man she loved endlessly. For a second neither of them spoke. They simply looked at each other. Then Adi smiled softly and pulled her into his arms. Anu melted against him immediately. Safe. Warm. Home. His lips brushed gently against the tattoo on her neck, pressing slow lingering kisses there that made her knees weaken embarrassingly fast. The sensation sent warmth spreading through her entire body. "Adi..." she whispered softly, gripping his shirt tighter. And then he...... ✨ Completed Story Started on - 27/06/2022 Ended on - 04/02/2023 🖋️ AUTHOR'S NOTE This story is purely a work of fiction. All characters, events, and plotlines are products of imagination. Images and shayaris used in the story are sourced from Pinterest and Google. 🌟 HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in Twist (13.3K stories) #2 in cutelove (4.9K stories) #2 in Crush (71.7K stories) #8 in India (40.3K stories) #5 in family (206K stories) #2 in Indian (22.4K stories) #6 in mature (129K stories) #2 in Delhi (9.97K stories) #3 in Wattpad (127K stories) #53 in friends (187K stories)

This is a short village story from 1980's era.. Completed ✔️ # Top1 in India ( 06/01/2026) # Top2 in India (05/01/2026 ) # Top7 in India (11,12/01/2026) # Top8 in India (11/01/2026) 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 (𝟏𝟖+) When twenty-year-old Gauri, a naive and soft-spoken village girl, suddenly found herself tied in marriage to Madhav, a twenty-five-year-old shy and gentle man who spent most his days from morning to evening working in the fields, neither of them knew where or how to begin. They were two inexperienced souls, bound by a relationship they didn't fully understand. Gauri had never imagined what kind of husband she wanted, nor had she ever dreamed of love the way stories described it. And Madhav? He was far too absorbed in his farm and his duty toward his widowed mother to think about marriage or women. His life began and ended with the soil beneath his feet and the responsibilities on his shoulders. Two strangers, unaware of love's language, now share the same roof. But destiny had other plans because somewhere in Madhav's past still lived a woman. The woman who once dreamed of a future with him. And when fate decides to bring that past back into his present,will time heal what love could not or will the past come knocking on the door of their fragile new beginning?

~𝓐𝓹𝓷𝓲 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓶𝓸 𝓶𝓮𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓪 𝓯𝓲𝓻 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓲 𝓴𝓸 𝓷𝓪 𝓭𝓲𝔂𝓪, 𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓺 𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓲𝓷𝓪 𝓫𝓱𝓲 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓽𝓾𝓳𝓱𝓼𝓮 𝓱𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝔂𝓪 ~ "Please try to understand... it's better we part ways. It's better that we stay away from each other. Once, I loved you, Ekansh..." Her voice wavered, her lips trembling as fresh tears rolled down her cheeks. "Don't destroy that love I had for you six years ago by doing this," 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧. "No matter how many times you say that we should part ways... I can't even think of being separated from you again. Six years ago, I walked away from you in my hatred, but now, it's that very hatred that will keep you bound to me," 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐮𝐧𝐲𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞. . . . . 𝐄𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐗 𝐀𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚 (Check Prologue)