My ISHQ is my Junoon ~ EHTISHAM MALIK »»--⍟--«« She was never meant to see him-especially not with blood on his hands. But now she's locked inside a house where silence screams louder than words, and her captor? A man the world fears, yet he watches her like she's the real threat. Ehtisham claims it's to keep her quiet. Safe. Hidden. But what he doesn't know is that Bilqish isn't who she thinks she is. There's a bloodline buried in her past, a name powerful enough to burn everything down. And once the truth surfaces, it won't just be her world that crumbles...it'll be his. It's a HEA!!💗 ------ Tropes❀ 1. Dark Mafia Romance 2. Captive Romance 3. Possessive Hero/ Groveling/ Obsession 4. Grumpy x Gentle 5. Forced Marriage 6. Touch-Her-and-Die Energy

"Agar tu Delhi ja rahi hai na, toh waha pe apni kahani likhna. Dusro ke kahaniyon ka sirf hissa mat rehna." Bhavika Gupta had spent her entire life as the background character-overlooked, underestimated, always living in the shadow of expectations. Leaving Aligarh for Delhi wasn't just about college; it was her one chance to rewrite her story. But fitting in wasn't easy. Between new friendships, self-doubt, and the weight of her dreams, Bhavika wasn't sure if she could ever truly be seen. Until she met Aarav Kapoor. The boy who wasn't supposed to matter. The boy who saw her when no one else did. The boy who might just change everything. A story of self-discovery, love, and finding the courage to be the main character in your own life. --- Now Ankhaee Dastaan is also available on Scrollstck and it is a paid book.

Bhavesh leaned in closer to her lips almost touching his lips with hers and whispered "I missed you Jaya. So much that you can't even imagine it. I always craved for you. To be around you. To be with you. Did you miss me too?" Listening to him Jaya's breath hitched and she nodded her head as it seems her words were stucked in her throat. Not getting any verbal response Bhavesh removed his hands from the wall and cupped her jaw while pressing it and said "Answer me verbally biwi." Looking at his dark eyes Jaya stuttered her response "Ye... Yesss... I... I. missed you too." Hearing her reply there was a smile on Bhavesh face. He inclined his face more towards Jaya and whispered "If my biwi permits can I kiss her?" . . Jaya & Bhavesh were tied in a marriage at the tender age of 9 and 11. Getting separated after few months of marriage they both built their new life. Now after 9 years their union happened again. How will they help and support eachother. Will they be able to complete "CHAR KADAM" of their life by holding hands or will societal pressure will make them the typical couple of 1960's. Dive in to know. Sunshine x Sunshine Dominant x Submissive

Ye ishq nhi asan, ek aag ka dariya hai or doob ke jaana hai..... ♡ 𝐊𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀𝐓 ♡ 𝐊𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐕 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤.... 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐕𝐀 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫..... ______________________________ "𝐀𝐩𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐡 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐚 𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐝 𝐤𝐞 𝐤𝐲𝐮 𝐣𝐚𝐚 𝐫𝐡𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢" 𝐇𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 "𝐀𝐠𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐤a 𝐣𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐛 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐦𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐯. 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐞 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐲𝐞." 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧. __________________________________________ Jump inside the story to know more 💗✨

"𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙙." Navika Rajput never believed destiny would circle back this way. Shaurya Dev Vardhan never expected the past to return carrying unfinished emotions and unspoken responsibilities. Brought together through family ties, what begins as irritation slowly turns into understanding, and understanding into something deeper-until life, timing, and circumstances pull them apart before they can choose each other. Years later, fate binds them again, not through love but through obligation. The silences between them are heavier, the emotions more restrained, and the past lingers in everything left unsaid. Navika has learned to carry herself quietly, while Shaurya, despite everything he has endured, remains steady-protective, patient, and unwavering in ways words never explain. Even when the world grows complicated, Shaurya becomes the calm Navika didn't know she needed-the kind of presence that heals without asking, stays without demanding, and protects without claiming. This is a story of love that doesn't rush, healing that takes time, and two people discovering that sometimes, the safest place is not escape-but each other.

He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.

when six lives unexpectedly meet each other for alliance,by contract, by accident, and by force.

#top 4 : 19/10/2025 #top 4 : 20/10/2025 ♡ 𝕬 𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖒𝖎𝖉𝖉𝖑𝖊 𝖈𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖘 𝖋𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖞 - ❈ 🎀 𝐿𝒶𝓋𝓈𝒽 🎀 ❈ ♡ Harsh Mudaliar - the CEO? The Mafia? Rich background? The king? The billionaire? Some hidden past? Nope.. nothing. He is just a 27 year old normal middle class software engineer who struggles in his life just like us, working day and night to pay the regular bills. Lavanya Yadav - the Queen? CEO? Rich family? Billionaire? Innocent? Childish? No.. not at all. She is 19 years old, College dropped out, working as a normal receptionist at the hospital to help her family financially. When Harsh's girlfriend doesn't show up in their wedding Harsh parents replace Lavanya in the bride's place. A story of two broken hearts, where harsh got betrayed by his girlfriend and Lavanya got betrayed by her boyfriend. A story of middle class chaos between the two broken souls. How will their journey go ahead? Will everything go smoothly or .....? ♡ ᵀʳᵒᵖᵉˢ : ᴿᵉᵖˡᵃᶜᵉᵈ ᵇʳⁱᵈᵉ ᴹⁱᵈᵈˡᵉ ᶜˡᵃˢˢ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ ᴮʳᵒᵏᵉⁿ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗˢ ᶠᵒʳᶜᵉᵈ ᵖʳᵒˣⁱᵐⁱᵗʸ ᵀᵉˡᵘᵍᵘ ᵃᵐᵐᵃʸⁱ ˣ ᵀᵃᵐⁱˡ ᵖᵃʸʸᵃⁿ ˢˡᵒʷ ᵇᵘʳⁿ ˢᵘⁿˢʰⁱⁿᵉ ˣ ˢᵘⁿˢʰⁱⁿᵉ Start on : 18.08.2025

Samridhi's story isn't loud. It doesn't burst into rooms or demand attention. It lingers-quiet, tender, and tucked away in the corners of growing up. It began in kindergarten, when she didn't know what a crush meant, only that she liked the way he smiled. Over the years, her feelings deepened, not with grand gestures but with unnoticed moments-shared glances, a borrowed pencil, a laugh that lingered longer than it should have. To everyone else, he was just another boy in class. To her, he was the one she always noticed. She never said a word. Her heart beat in silences-in skipped breaths, long diary entries, and unsent messages. She watched him grow, cheered for him quietly, memorized every little detail without ever asking for anything in return. But this story isn't about heartbreak or confession. It's about a girl who learned how deep love can run even when left unspoken. About the way we grow around our feelings, not always needing them to bloom out loud. Whether he ever knew, whether anything ever changed-some stories are beautiful because they remain untouched. And Samridhi's was one of them. Soft. Honest. Unrevealed. And entirely her own.

In a whirlwind of new beginnings, Agastya, a math whiz, transferred to a new school, where he met Kiara, a bright-eyed girl struggling to keep up. As they bonded over math lessons, their connection deepened, and they befriended Aashvi and Kul. Unbeknownst to each other, Agastya and Kiara's friendship blossomed into romance. In a serendipitous moment, they confessed their feelings, unaware they were revealing their hearts to each other. As their bond strengthened, they discovered each other's family struggles, forging a deeper understanding and empathy between them.