#Top2 in India : 6/1/26 #Top1 in India : 7/1/26 #Top5 in India: 11/1/26 𝗬𝗨𝗩𝗔𝗔𝗡 𝗡𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗔: A 26-year old Professor, who is also a According to his students 'He is the most handsome man alive on the planet'. He is 6 '2 tall which makes him more attractive and handsome and not to forget his jet black eyes, perfectly gelled hair, light beard and especially his 8-pack body. He is the only son of a billionaire but nobody knows it. 𝗝𝗔𝗔𝗡𝗩𝗜 𝗔𝗚𝗡𝗜𝗛𝗢𝗧𝗥𝗜: A 19-year old, mischievous girl whose laugh never left her face and just finished her schooling. She can laugh anywhere in any situation because of which she always gets into trouble. She is 5 '1, which is not too short. Okay, "her words" had grey eyes with short hair till her shoulder and had a zero figure. She is the only daughter of the Chief Minister of the state which know one knows except her bestfriends. ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ To know more about them, Dive into the story. Suno itna tak padhe na.. toh phir aage padhne mein kya problem hai. Jao na please..*puppy eyes*

"𝗙𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗹 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲... 𝗔 𝗱𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀, 𝗮𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲" 𝗦𝗶𝘅 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗯𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀. 𝗛𝗮𝘁𝗲, 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗯𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗶𝗲𝗿𝗰𝗲 𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗹𝗿𝘆... 𝘆𝗲𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗵𝗼𝘄, 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗼𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗥𝗼𝘆𝗮𝗹 𝗚𝗹𝗼𝗯𝗮𝗹 𝗨𝗻𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘆, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗺𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿.

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃 ⋆ᡣ𐭩 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 They hated each other. Academic rivals. Family friends. Nothing more. Years apart felt like freedom- Until fate brought them face to face again. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔... I kissed her back. Once. Twice. But then I forced myself to pull away. Her eyes fluttered open in confusion. I cupped her face gently, brushing my thumb across her cheekbone. "l'll hate myself tomorrow if I take advantage of this moment." "I'd never hate you," she whispered, eyes heavy-lidded. "You're the only place I feel safe." And it hit me harder than the kiss. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆... I broke the kiss, breathing heavy, my forehead resting against hers. "You belong to me," I whispered, voice raw. "I'm your husband, Ruhi. Not him. Me." She swallowed hard, her lips still trembling. "I know," she whispered. "I didn't mean to-" "No. Listen to me." He cupped her face, firm but not rough. "You're mine to hold. Mine to protect. Mine to kiss. Mine to fight with. Mine to lose sleep over. Not some asshole who thinks a toy will get him what he wants."

This isn't your typical revenge story. Here, Ekansh isn't interested in seeking his revenge from Faria. He's just a broken soul, the man belonging to middle class with a nine to five job who's well aware that even if it's about justice, he can't compete with the ones who belong to the top section of the society. While, Faria was born into that top section of the society with all the riches and comfort. She's kind and pretty, something that Ekansh never expected from her. Two different people under one roof. What exactly can go wrong? Everything. Because love knows no bound.

"𝑰'𝒅 𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖" "𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒐-𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒕, 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒐" A standalone. 𝐀 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝗥𝗮𝗷 𝗞𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗮 took her for revenge. To burn down her bloodline. But now, all he can think about is how she tastes when she mo-ans through clenched teeth. He wanted to 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 her. To punish her for a past she didn't write. To watch her shatter and never feel a thing. Exactly- he wanted to. Because somewhere between the ropes and the rage, the punishment and the pleasure- She became the only thing real in his twisted world. He took her for revenge. But she'll be the one to destroy him- One sin, one kiss, one scream at a time. In this game of fire and control... someone's about to burn. Will she just be a pawn in his revenge?

"Don't clutch your thighs ..he said with the same smirk. "Who said I'm clutching my thighs?" I answer. "So it means you are not wet, right??" He asked with a smirk. "Okay, then let me check whether you are wet or not". Saying this, he held the side of my dress and put his hand on my thighs. Just when he was about to put his hand in my underwear i immediately held his hand in middle. No, I can't let him check because I'm damn wet for him. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐍𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐍𝐘𝐂 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐘𝐂.. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧??... 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐩. (SLOW UPDATES) Tropes: ╰┈➤ Desi-Videsi ╰┈➤ Office Romance ╰┈➤ Age gape ╰┈➤ Obsessed Male lead ╰┈➤ Strong Female lead ╰┈➤ No Cheating Or misunderstanding ╰┈➤ When fire meets fire ╰┈➤ Mature content STARTED: JULY 2023 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Trending 1st in India (15-July-2025) 1st on #obsession 50k stories 1st on # Romance out of 1.5 stories 1st on #indiangirl

I thought he saw me, the real me. Not just the body I tried to hide, or the insecurities I never showed. But the girl beneath it all. So I trusted him. Followed him. Loved him. Now I'm trapped in a house with no exits. No answers. No mercy. He says this is my life now. But the way he looks at me says otherwise. He wants to break me. Remake me. And if I want to survive... I might have to lose myself. 🚫🚫🚫18+🚫🚫🚫 This isn't a love story. Not the sweet kind. It's dark. Twisted. Addictive. The kind where the hero does unforgivable things- and you'll still find yourself wanting him. He's not safe. And neither is what you'll feel. Read at your own risk. You've been lured. 🖤 READ THE DISCLAIMER. THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR EVERYONE

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕱𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 #1 𐙚 "𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 - 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫" 𐙚 ᴀʏᴀɴsʜ x ᴀʀʏᴀ ୨୧ AYANSH SINGHANIA ୨୧ A name that commands power, fear, and absolute dominance. One of Asia's youngest and most ruthless businessmen-a Mafia King whose name alone strikes terror. Arrogant, fierce, and dangerously unpredictable, he is a storm that never bends. Women crave him, power surrounds him, but love? Love is a weakness he buried long ago. Betrayal taught him that. Yet, beneath the ice and steel, there is one truth only a few will ever know-a heart that still beats, but only for one. "𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭." ୨୧ ARYA KAPOOR ୨୧ A soul of gentleness and light, yet burdened by shadows. Sweet, naive, and kindhearted-she believes in love, though she's never known it. Born into a house, but never a home. Abuse, neglect, and broken dreams shaped her, yet her heart still beats for art-her only escape. Fate, cruel as ever, leads her to a man she should fear-a storm of fire and ice. And yet, he becomes the only place she ever felt safe. "𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦, 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝." Tropes Grumpy x Sunshine, Age gap, Arrange marriage, Bi

YUG AHLAWAT Yug Ahlawat, a 22-year-old man. A businessman? A mafia? A politician? Nope, he's a common man. Life has never been kind to him since the day he was born. He has no family, no one to call his own. But he isn't someone who gives up easily. He possesses every skill that sets him apart from the rest. Cold-colder than ice because he has seen the cruelty of the world. But even ice melts. His lifeless heart begins to beat again when he sees her. Still, he believes he's not lucky enough to deserve her. What he doesn't know is, destiny has other plans. Let's see how his life changes. PRISHA SINGHANIA Prisha Singhania, a 21-year-old girl from a wealthy family. A family with just a few members, none of whom she can truly open up to. People call her a spoiled brat. But those who really know her (if there were any) would say she's an angel. Sadly, she has no close friends, no one she can trust because everyone seems to want her for her money and she hates that. She loves a man with all her heart, unaware of how drastically her life is about to change.

COMPLETED ON SCROLLSTACK In the wake of her return to her home country, Sara Rajawat wanted only two things: to help her brother achieve his revenge, and get started on her own. In the span of twenty years, she had very meticulously planned out the five cold blooded murders of the five monsters who had stolen the light of the day from her sister's eyes. It's time, for once, she sleeps peacefully now. But then enters Yuvraaj Singh Chauhan, her ex husband, with a set of his own questions, still wearing their wedding ring. In the six months they were married, he had never glanced at her, let alone speak to her. Except for when they fought, with weightless things and hateful words hurled at each other so loud even the palace walls had shuddered. Their marriage was a disaster, and the only sane decision was to walk out of it. So what makes him think she owes him any explanation? But if she knows one thing about her ex-husband apart from being an uptight and the most unempathetic person to ever walk on the face of the earth, then that he's stubbornly in hate with her. She knows nothing about where his hatred stems from, neither does she care. She never did. He is an insignificant fragment of her past, and she wants him to stay as such. But maybe that's exactly what's keeping him hooked to her. Because Yuvraaj Singh Chauhan, for anyone, is unforgettable.