𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. Love is blind, so does guilt. Devotion is a virtue, but in the wrong eyes, it turns into blindness. Love is not always gentle-it can be cruel, consuming, and relentless. When fate binds two souls in an unholy vow, the line between worship and possession fades. And in the end, devotion is either a blessing or a curse.

"See a future with him, pretend to move on... but when it's time to become a bride, it'll be for me. You can hate me all you want, but my name will be in your fate." The monitor backstage buzzed with Swaraj Malhotra's voice, slick with self-satisfaction. "Dhananjay Singhania ke paas na toh bahu hai, na hi bahumat." I almost pitied them. Almost. "Sir?" my aide whispered. "We're live in two." I smiled, not the charming kind they use for posters, the other one . the kind that didn't reach my eyes. The kind that meant someone was about to regret underestimating me. The one that makes my team nervous. Because they know when I smile like that, it means I'm about to ruin someone's perfectly planned day. I walked up to the stage, every step measured. The anthem played. Composure is a crown, and I wear mine well. The Chief Justice handed me the Constitution, his expression solemn. "Repeat after me." as he gestured me forward, the Constitution opened before him. I raised my right hand. "Main Dhananjay Singhania..." My voice echoed back through the hall, too calm, too rehearsed. I could already imagine Swaraj watching this on his fancy LED, smug and proud of his own line. "Main Dhananjay Singhania, shapat leta hoon ki main apne pad ke kartavya..." The words droned on, heavy and holy. Every syllable was a performance loyalty, integrity, service. Funny. Everyone in this room had sold those words long ago. And then I saw her. Front row. White saree. Minimal makeup. Hair tied loose. Sitting right in front , her father's daughter, my rival's pride. I forgot the cameras. The promises. The Politics. "Bahumat toh mil gayi..." I said into the microphone, pausing deliberately. The Chief Justice froze. The crowd murmured. My security chief mouthed something that looked suspiciously like "sir please don't-" Too late. "Ab bas bahu ki kami thi." In one sentence, I did two things - proposed to my rival's daughter and declared a war.

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬. Love is hope for the hopeless and sin for the saint. Love is both a salvation for the lost and a temptation for the righteous. It drives people to cross lines they swore never to. But when two souls intertwine, promising to hold each other till eternity, love becomes something far more profound-both a sin and a salvation.

~A collection of short stories ~ This book is a work of fiction which contains different stories with different tropes and without smut . -Story no1. Tangled in white coats - Tropes Med school academic rivals to lovers Green flags leads Nerd boy x desi girl Soft romance Clean Romance He fell first and fell harder Love at first sight Love marriage Happily ever after -Story no .2 Tied by destiny Tropes Nihar X Aamir Soft romance Clean Romance Barista x billionaire Love turned Arrange marriage Happily ever after -story no 3 undercover desires One shot Enemies spies Suspense Action Mature -story4 Killer among us Single mother Boss x employee Reverse age gap Suspense Mystery Thhriller Revenge -More stories coming soon-

Set against the backdrop of the 1990s, this story unfolds a unique and unconventional tale. "I see her every day in school, and now I don't look at her the way a teacher should look at his student. The young woman who sits on the fourth bench of the second row is going to be my wife soon. I know she must be thinking that I rejected her, but it's not my place to tell." Anav, a higher secondary school teacher, finds himself bound in matrimony with Dharini, a student he never particularly favored. This is not a story of enemies to lovers or a romantic journey to marriage. Instead, it's an arranged marriage, where their parents chose them for each other. Despite the traditional setting, Avan and his parents possess a progressive mindset. This narrative delves into various social issues such as dowry, racism, body shaming, and women's education. It also addresses taboo topics like periods and sex education, providing a thought-provoking exploration of these critical themes. Started: February '25 Ended: (The book is unedited) I don't own any form of media used in this story. It belongs to their respective owners.