✍︎"𝑻𝒐 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒔 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒂.𝒎 𝒂𝒎𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒏"✍︎ "YOU BETTER BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!" My scream tore out of my lungs the second my eyes landed on the man standing right in front of me. A very naked man. Well... almost. My blanket was wrapped low around his waist, barely doing its job. What the hell was a naked man doing on my couch? He blinked at me slowly, like I was the strange one here.Excuse me? No, sir. You are the alien in this situation. "Who the hell are you, and why are you in my room?" I snapped, my face scrunching up in disgust. "Also-naked?" I quickly looked away, but seriously, what was wrong with me? Why were my cheeks heating up? Against my better judgment, my eyes drifted back to him. Okay... wow. No, not wow focus, Shivi. But still... his physique?it's good!! What? Good? Are you kidding me? His body looked like it belonged on some magazine cover. "Hey! You didn't answer me!" I huffed, forcing myself to glare at him instead of... appreciating whatever this was. "Who the hell are you?" He let out a slow sigh, leaning back against the couch like he was the one exhausted here. As if I wasn't the one having a full-blown crisis. Then his blue eyes met mine.And whatever he said next made my entire body freeze. "I'm Vedansh.....the male lead of your book"

"𝑻𝒖𝒋𝒉 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒓𝒂𝒂𝒃 𝒅𝒊𝒌𝒉𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒚𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒌𝒚𝒂 𝒌𝒂𝒓" __________________________________________________________________ "ek army officers se pyaar karne mein daar nahi lagta"he said, looking at her,with a smile waiting for her to answer him "payr main daar ki koi jagah nahi hoti,woh haar daar se ubhar deti hai" she said, looking into his honey eyes. ★★★★ "Toh, you like me?" he asked, bending down to her level, a playful smile tugging at his lips. Her eyes, heavy with sleep and the haze of too many drinks, tried to focus on his face. Everything around her was a blur - except him. "Hai!!! Like kya hota hai, I pyaar you, vaibhav" she mumbled, her voice soft and slurred. ★★★ Anirudh was an army officer through and through. Serving the nation wasn't just his duty - it was his only purpose. He lived by rules, followed time like a shadow, and believed in action more than words. Discipline was in his blood, Smart, calculated, and always two steps ahead ,Feelings? They had no place in his world. His heart beat for the uniform, and nothing else. Titli Khurana-true to her name-was like a butterfly, wild and free. A soul not meant to be caged, yet when she chose someone, her love would be deep, loyal, and endless. Since childhood, she had only one dream: to marry a man in uniform. And fate, in its quiet magic, made it even sweeter-the boy she had secretly loved for years had grown up to wear that very uniform. Vaibhav Khurana had always believed that love was an art-and he was never good at art. So, he stayed away from it,. But then came RIRIKA-the girl with almond-shaped eyes and a laugh that could light up silence. She didn't just walk into his life; she quietly slipped into the cracks he thought were sealed. Still, he reminded himself not to feel. She wasn't just his sister's best friend-she was the younger sister of his best friend too. And tha

"𝘛𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦" ................ "Y-you're married?" It wasn't a question. It was a statement, spoken like an acknowledgment of something he didn't want to believe. Sayantika lifted her head, her face a mask of indifference, while Vedikaa looked up at both of them, confusion etched into her young features. "I was married,not anymore" Her voice was steady, emotionless. She gripped Vedikaa's hand and began to walk away, but Abhiansh, desperate for answers, grabbed her wrist, halting her steps. The touch sent a shock through them both, years of unsaid words trapped in that single gesture. She turned back, her gaze falling to his hand on her wrist, then lifting to meet his eyes. "It would be better if you left my hand, Mr. Shakhawat. You're here for your work," she said coldly, her words like ice. With a sharp jerk, she freed herself from his grip, and walked away, leaving him to collapse under the weight of everything left unspoken. As she disappeared from view, a broken whisper slipped from his lips. "I'm sorry, Sayantika." ***** Abhiansh Shekhawat was the IG officer who came to investigate a case about a murder,but what happened when he saw the woman he loves more than himself as the widow and the mother of the 4 years old Nahhh!!!! There is still many things to be unfold It's not only a love story....