He was the country's rising cricket star-loved, celebrated, untouchable. I was just another face in the crowd, one fan among thousands who screamed his name. But in a single glance, under the blinding stadium lights, something shifted. He caught my eyes-and I caught his heart. Between roaring crowds and silent nights, between fame and fear, he chose me. But what happens when the world discovers that the nation's golden boy has fallen for an ordinary girl? Because in cricket, every catch counts. And this time... I might just be his 𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝘾𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝. --- They call me the nation's golden boy. Every run I score, every match I win, is celebrated like a festival. Millions cheer for me- but at the end of the day, I'm just another boy standing alone in the middle of a crowded stadium. And then I saw her. One face, hidden in thousands. One pair of eyes that didn't look at me like I was a hero, but like I was simply... me. She was never supposed to matter. She was just a fan. But the truth? The moment our eyes met, I knew the game had already changed. Because this time, I wasn't playing for the crowd. 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧.

Yaduvanshi series #1 An Arranged Marriage Story. POWER!!!!! That's what he always wanted. He is king of a small kingdom of Madhya Pradesh but his power is not limited to Madhya Pradesh only. He is one of the richest men in India who holds the power of money in the market and of leaders in parliament. He is one of those chosen people who are running the country behind the curtain. Politician bows their head in front of him, businessman is ready to put everything at stake just to put their name with his company and a messiah to his kingdom's people. His soft side is for no one at least he does pretend that. But......... A small brown-eyed, honey-voiced girl entered his life. And from the very first moment he saw her, he started feeling a weird fluttering in his heart. She was chosen by his grandfather for him but he knew it was God's plan. She is a puzzle, He wants to solve her. She is scared, He wants to protect her. She fears love, He wants to spoil her. She is broken, He is her healer. Let's join Aashrit Singh Yaduvanshi and Meera Singh Yaduvanshi in the journey of love after marriage.

𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐧 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞? 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦? 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭. 𝐓𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐧-𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞.

"Don't come too close...I am not good for you" I said. . . . He leaned in leaving no space between us . . . . "Yah, you are right!! You are not good , you are the best for me" saying this he smashed his lips with mine..... . . . . Tropes -friends to lovers -abusive marriage -possesive he innocent her -romcom -ceo×desi girl -healing -revenge -forbidden love . . . . . . A/N: This story contains explicit scenes such as rape, torture, mental abuse, etc....which might trigger some reader so kindly read it on ur own risk.

❝𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧❞ ᴀꜱʜᴡᴀᴛᴛʜᴀᴍᴀ ♡ ᴋᴀᴜꜱʜɪᴋɪ 𝑨 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔, 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚. ˙⋆ ᥫ᭡ ⋆˙ 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕, 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒑𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒇𝒇𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒙 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 He was born a Brahmin, destined to uphold the sacred wisdom of the scriptures, yet fate carved a different path for him. A son of the revered Guru Dronacharya, he mastered the art of war, becoming a warrior unparalleled in skill and ferocity. Turning him into a paradox, as he was both a seeker of knowledge and a harbinger of destruction. While she was Drupad's niece, the sunshine princess of Panchal, a vision of warmth and grace, her presence as radiant as the first light of dawn. She was a dreamer, who carried herself with an effortless charm, her laughter like the tinkling of wind chimes, bringing joy to all who heard it. Happy Reading!

They were an unbreakable couple since school. Still, he cheated on her. She loved him with all of her. Still, he broke her into millions of pieces. She has no one except him. He has someone other than her. She was tolerating bad behavior of his family for him. He never takes a single stand for her in front of his family. She was preparing for their marriage. He was making out with someone. She was engaged with him. He broke the engagement to marry someone. She settled by his family with his brother. He didn't even care to ask her how she feels. She is MISHTI KAPOOR He is RAJ PATEL Both are going to be married on the same day. But he realized that he can't live without her. She was also ready to run, unaware that her to-be husband is now obsessed with her, never going to let this happen. Her to-be husband is 'ANSH PATEL' or its 'ADAIR RAISINGHANIA.'

𝐀 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ♡ 3 Short Stories What is Love? -Ishq, Pyaar, Mohobbat, Love Lafz alaag hai paar matlab toh ek hi hai A CONNECTION TO HEART of Two Souls. [Dedicating this book to them jinko meri taarah lagtah hai ki] ~ Ishq ek meetha ehsaas hai, do dilon ki sangam hai doh rahon ka ek hona hai aur do aatamao ka milan hai (shayad). Aur two hearts ke connection Hai🌷 THANK YOU FOR COMING HERE. 😭🤍✨. ⋆౨ৎ ₊˚ 🦢・₊✧

✮⋆˙𝑽𝒆𝒆𝒓 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑶𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒊 & 𝑺𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂 ✮⋆˙ ─★────────── A lovesick man, who's ready to die for his wife without any second thoughts. 𝐕𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐢, once said, "bina kahe dil me aa gayi thi to yeh haal ho gaya hai. Ab puch kar ishq karogi to barbaad ho jaunga." 𝐒𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚, his wife smiled, "ishq to ho gaya hain, vo toh iqrar ka ek tareeka tha." she's a women madly in love, who's ready to kill for her husband. ⭑ ⭑ ⭑ 𝘁 𝗿 𝗼 𝗽 𝗲 𝘀 : › marriage of convenience › he fell first and harder › slow burn romance › a hint of mystery › rom-com ──────────★─

❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |

New city, new faces, and completely new feelings. To achieve her goals, Aarohi, a middle-class girl from a small town, arrives in Mumbai, the city of dreams. Her life takes a dramatic turn on the very first day of college. What happens on her first day? What unfolds when two completely different personalities collide? Will love bring Aarohi and Vivaan together, or will destiny keep them apart? Join Aarohi and Vivaan on a roller coaster of emotions, revealing a fresh perspective on love and friendship. ***************************** "Do you think this is funny?" I said pushing him away. "Not at all," he stated. "Then stop playing with my emotions everytime," I yelled. "Really? It's you who is playing with me right now by hiding your feelings," he yelled back. "Okay fine. Tell me. Yes there is something going on between us. There is something that I feel about you. So what Vivaan?" I said when he gazed at me with his confused face. "Vivaan, we both are very different from each other and so are our thoughts. When you people are busy exploring new hook up methods, I am still stuck in my old school love stories. I am stuck in my own fairy world still believing in one true love. We both are poles apart from each other. It wouldn't work out between us," I explained. "How would you know if you haven't tried yet?" he said. "Try?" I chuckled. "Love is not a joke that you can try one and if it's not funny enough you can go for another one," I said. "What do you want then?" he asked me. "I want you to leave me alone," I said. "See, whatever you say or do, you can't change the way I feel about you. So you can take your time. However long it might take. I am happy that atleast you accepted your feelings," he said cupping my face with his hand and slowly kissing my forehead. ****************************