✮⋆~ A Desi Romance ~⋆✮ [ Stalker ahead ] ✧﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ ✧ "Not this time it's us , We both are suffering right now " Aryaman said , gazing at her holding divorce papers in his hands. " We were never us Mr. Shekhawat " Drishti said, taking her steps back , wiping the tears from the corner of her eyes , trying to create a distance between him and her. Between them. Aryaman said in a pleading tone holding back his tears "Listen to me , please." "We met , we became friends , we liked each other's presence, we married , I lov.... Let it be ,We were just a coincidence, that's it. Her voice tinged with pain , staring only at the divorce papers he was crumbling tightly. Then his dark orbs met with her brown's only to be flinched by his roaring demure. " AND THIS FUCKING COINCIDENCE IS OUR DESTINY " ❖﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌❖ ✧ 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐓𝐈 𝐌𝐄𝐇𝐓𝐀 ✧ ╰⪼ " I think it's just a dream if I woke up , happiness will be all gone. " ❖ 𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐊𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐓 ❖ ╰⪼ " I would cross all depths to stay in this moment with her , only for her" ⋆──── ࣪ ִֶָ☾.────⋆ " Suna aapne , Hume dard ho raha hai " ⋆──── ࣪ ִֶָ☾.────⋆

"Mujhe haq hai... tujhe apni duniya banane ka, teri muskurahat ka sabab hone ka, teri har saans mein bas jaane ka, aur tujhe itna chaahne ka... ki tu sirf meri lage." She believed love was sacred, written by destiny, not choice. He believed in power, not prayers - until one unexpected moment tied their fates together forever. Sometimes, fate doesn't wait for consent - it writes its story in silence. What began as a mistake soon became a bond tested by time, loss, and the cruel games of destiny. Two souls - one bound by memory, the other by guilt - brought together again when the world had torn them apart. A tale of love that grows in quiet moments, of longing glances and whispered dreams-ρⅈꪗꪖ ꪑⅈꪶꪖꪀ story of love that wasn't chosen, yet could never be undone - Piya Milan, where souls recognise what time and memory erase.

SCHEDULE : EVERY MONDAY 💗 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Isha mehra × Rudra malhotra ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My grip on the steering wheel tightened. Isha. Isha. Isha. That name. It wouldn't stop circling inside my head like a curse. "Hm. Rudra?" mom's tone shifted slightly. "What about you? What do you think about Isha?" "She's... pretty." That slipped out of my mouth before my brain could lock it down. I kept my eyes forward, pretending I hadn't just lost control over my damn tongue. Shit. Did I just say that? Me? "She's pretty, huh, bhai?" Arjun teased, grinning at me through the rearview mirror. Damn it. This idiot's going to turn it into a full family circus. "Beta, I didn't ask how she looks," mom said, folding her arms like she was holding court. "I asked, what do you think about her." I didn't answer. Because I didn't know what the hell to say. So I said nothing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Warning : This story contains abuse, torture, force (not between the couple), murder, and violence. And many more things that might triggerd you. If you're not comfortable with such content, please do not read.

She didn't ask for love. She didn't ask for forever. She just asked for someone who would stay. "Will you stay?" she had whispered once. "Always," he had promised. And then - he left anyway. Vaidahi Rathore learned young that love was a luxury - loyalty, a myth. Shaurya Rathore believed patience could heal strangers into something more. But some cracks run too deep. Some promises break without a sound. Years later, fate brings them face to face - older, lonelier, carrying the pieces they once shattered. He thinks it's simple: a few words, an apology, a second chance. She knows better. Because the first time she asked him to stay, he left. This time, he'll have to fight for the right to be asked again. Is it too late for a love that was never given a fair chance? Or were they always destined to find their way back - almost ruined, almost broken... **Almost Forever**. A slow-burn, emotional journey of healing, heartbreak, and a love that refused to die - even when everything else did.

❀ꗥ～ꗥ❀ 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 ❀ꗥ～ꗥ❀ ↪𝐈𝐧𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚 - 24 years old, 5'3. Beautiful surgeon. She is introverted yet talkative and expressive to people with whom she is comfortable. Shy, sweet, soft-hearted and kind yet strong enough to take a stand against the wrong. Reads fictional books, a hopeless romantic. Gift-giving is her love language. Wants to experience and deeply fall in love but only with the right person, who she has yet to find. ↪𝐀𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐮𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 - 29 years old, 6'2. A hot topic for media and girls. Was the popular boy in his teenage era. The most eligible bachelor in the state currently. CEO of Raghuvanshi & Co. A gym freak and workaholic, who portrays a rude and poker face mask. Lovable and soft for his family. Hasn't dated yet neither wishes to do it in the future. He is from a Royal background and is involved in the mafia. She is emphatic He is rude She talks a lot He is a man of his words She puts others before herself He doesn't care about other people She is sunshine and bubbly He is grumpy and cold She wishes for her partner to be like those fictional men in her book Will he be her fictional man? A soft romance, a book you can come to when you want to be wrapped in a blanket of warmness and butterflies. A book with lots of romance, teasing and a little bit of drama.

𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟏 × 𝟐3 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: #𝟏 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 She saw him more than once. And every time, her heart betrayed her; racing, stumbling, fluttering like a caged butterfly chasing a memory. Her breath shortened, her chest tightened, and still, she said nothing. Because it wasn't her place. Because she was never meant to be seen. Until she was. Until the day she stood before him, not as a stranger in the crowd, but as his bride. The wrong bride. He had seen her before. Once in passing, her eyes barely a flicker in his peripheral vision, dismissed for a prettier pair. The second time, he saw her through a vow sealed in blood and duty. And rage erupted. Exacting. Demanding. She wasn't supposed to wear that dress. She wasn't supposed to carry his name. But now that she does... There's no turning back.

LADKI KE BADLE LADKI (Sister for sister ) A Deal of Fate & Vows - Exchanged vows ~~~ A wedding she never saw coming. A love she never asked for. A destiny she cannot escape. When a 20 year old Trisha Singh wakes up from a coma, she believes she's returning to the life she left behind. But the truth awaiting her is far from the one she imagined. Her brother, Kiaan Thakur, is already married-not by choice, but by force or a deal. On the other side stands Arnav Verma, 26 years old, a ruthless politician who believes in justice-his own kind of justice. As his sister, Izna Verma whom he loves more than anything in this world is now married into his enemy's family, and for him the balance must be restored. There is only one way to settle the score He demanded- "Ladki ke badle ladki" A forced wedding. A sealed fate. A life she never agreed to. Sometimes, the most unwanted bonds become the hardest to break Will Arnav and Trisha learn to embrace their destiny, or will they fight against a love they never asked for? In a tale of exchanged vows and unexpected love, can two strangers rewrite their story? Step into the world of Arnav Verma and Trisha Singh, where love is a gamble, fate is a master player, and hearts are forced to choose between the past and the unexpected future. A tale of revenge, sacrifice, and an unexpected love that defies all odds

"𝑫𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚, 𝒂𝒎 𝑰?" ֶָ֢ "𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔. 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆." ֶָ֢ ֶָ֢ ╰┈➤ ❝𝐇𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲 × 𝐀𝐧𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐚❞ ֶָ֢ . ♛Hriday's bad decisions- so elite! Burdened with emotional scars and haunted by his darkness, yet, in a cruel twist of fate, love turned to ruin when Hriday committed the one unforgivable act that became his life's deepest regret. . ♛Anjana's forgiveness- so unforgettable! A web of deception, hidden enemies, and devastating betrayals threaten not only their love but their very existence. . ♛ Tropes to fuel your romantic delusions ♛ ֶ ✒ Grumpy × Sunshine ✒ CEO × Secretary ✒ Slow Burn Romance ✒ Enemies to Lovers ✒ Rajvansh Royals Romance ֶָ֢ ♛ Will Anjana ever forgive the man who destroyed her? ♛ Or is redemption a luxury even a powerful royalties cannot afford? ♛ Who are the mysterious forces pulling the strings, turning their love story into a battlefield? ♛ And when the truth finally comes to light-will their love survive, or will it burn in the fire of vengeance and heartbreak? ֶָ֢ A tale of passion, regret, and second chances is not just a love story; it's an emotional storm waiting to consume everything in its path. Are you ready to step into the tempest? . Get ready for Amodini's love story, that's as unhinged trends and relatable topics as your feed memes, where every twist is a mood and every moment shouts, ֶָ֢ ╰┈➤"𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙚𝙭𝙩𝙧𝙖-𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣!"

RAJVEER X SIYA❤️🔥Rajveer Rathore controls everything. She bows to no one. In a dangerous game of obsession and desire... who will ruin whom first? 😈 Siya Rajgor has built an empire in cybersecurity-brilliant, fearless, and utterly untouchable. Until an arranged marriage forces her into the deadly world of Rajveer Rathore, a ruthless mafia king who rules with an iron fist. Neither of them knew who they were marrying until it was too late. With no way out, Siya lays down a condition: the marriage will last one year, nothing more. Rajveer agrees, believing that a year is all he needs to own her, break her, make her his. But Siya isn't a woman who submits. She meets him head-on, challenging his control at every turn. To Rajveer, Siya isn't just a wife-she's a weapon, a key player in his dangerous game, a queen meant to stand beside him. But her defiance ignites something dark in him. He doesn't just want her obedience. He wants her soul. 🔥 "Why do you keep doing this, Rajveer? If I'm just a pawn, why does it feel like you'd burn the world down for me?" 💀 "You think you can walk away from me, Mrs. Siya Rathore? You were mine the moment you entered my world. And I don't let go of what's mine." But when a deadly enemy targets Siya, the game turns lethal. Rajveer swore he'd never lose control, but she's the one thing he refuses to lose. Siya isn't blind. She knows Rajveer still sees her as something to own. And if there's one thing she won't allow, it's being someone's possession. The contract is ending. The walls are closing in. Now, Rajveer must decide-will he let her go, or will he ruin her just to keep her? ⚠️ Enemies to lovers. Arranged marriage. Obsession. Power play. Read at your own risk. 🔥