"Hey, Sarge... remember me?" That text was supposed to fix everything. Justice had won. The bad guys lost. Therapy bills were probably still expensive, but technically... they won. So naturally, Pip and Ravi were supposed to run into each other's arms, cry dramatically, confess they'd been miserable for 697 days, kiss in the rain for cinematic effect, and live happily ever after. ... Instead they stood there like two coworkers who accidentally bumped into each other at Tesco. "So... how've you been?" "Good." "Cool." Fantastic. Brilliant. Love that for them. Turns out surviving kidnappings, murder investigations, and near-death experiences was somehow easier than having a normal conversation. Who would've guessed? Now every interaction feels like they're trapped in an endless loop of awkward smiles, overthinking every sentence, and wondering if saying "you look nice" is flirting or just basic human decency. Can you fall back in love with someone you never really stopped loving? Or are they destined to become the world's most emotionally constipated best friends? Welcome to a completely platonic story... ...because apparently getting together is harder than solving murder.

> Pippa Fitz-Amobi and Ravi Singh are finally living their newly married life to the fullest. Settled into a new house in London, they couldn't ask for anything better. The world feels lighter now-with less blood and more love. > But as they try to get comfortable in their new home, Pip notices something isn't right. > She can feel it in her bones. A glitch in the routine. Someone is watching. > Now, the questions are hunting her: Who are they? What do they want? And by the time Pip realizes the danger she's in... will it already be too late to save the life they built? >,

Major Harshwardhan Malhotra does not believe in coincidences, and he certainly does not believe in feelings. In his world, everything is planned, controlled, and executed without hesitation. Then Dr. Tara Vashishth walks into his unit. She laughs too loudly, talks too freely, and refuses to be intimidated by his rank. No one understands why the strictest Major becomes unusually quiet around her. Now the real question isn't whether he'll fall. It's whether he'll ever admit it.

"Kaun hai beta yeh" "Iinki wife" A lie said in a moment. A marriage that never happened. And a love that was never meant to exist. When Prisha Advani casually claims to be Sarthak Gupta's wife in front of his parents, it is meant to be nothing more than a convenient lie. But one lie turns into a promise they must live every day. To the world, they are husband and wife. Behind closed doors, they are two strangers bound by their lies. And what begins as an arrangement slowly turns into something far more dangerous, something neither of them planned to feel. But some love stories are not just challenged by fate. They are haunted by the past. Because the truth behind their families carries a tragedy old enough to destroy everything they have built. And when love finally finds its way between them, the question is no longer about the lie they told the world... ...but whether their love can survive the truth.

#Book-2 in Lost Royalty series ( CAN BE READ STANDALONE ) He is heartless, While she is a heart specialist He kills mercilessly, And she lives to save lives Both are accustomed to blood, but with different intentions: One to give back life, the other to snatch lives In the collision of their paths, will they find a way to reconcile their differences or remain irreconcilable opposites? What will happen when destiny plays its game, binding them in a knot of marriage of convenience, where both are forced to marry each other, just to fulfill a promise?

"She tried to reach out the fallen star, the one still yearning for a ground called love." Born in a conservative family of UP, famous not for respect but for dangerous things, where women were nothing more than showpieces to be controlled and ordered. Shreevi Mishra never fit in. The more restrictions they put on her, the more she burned to break them. In a house where even listening to songs was a sin, she dared to dream of two impossible things, One, to become an actress. Two, to marry him. But him who? Yuvaan Shergill. Superstar. The calmest, sweetest, humblest man, at least, that's what the world believes. Or maybe that's just what he wants them to see. Afterall is is an actor. Because behind the fame and lights is a man scarred by bitter experiences, a man who has learned to see the world through one lens, money. With a typical mindset, he believes girls only want one thing from him, his wealth. And so, he has vowed to keep them far away. But when God said action, even he was unknown to his part of script. For the most money-minded girl he would ever meet was also the one who refused to leave his side. Shreevi Mishra, his craziest stalker, the girl with brown-crimson eyes who followed him everywhere. All Yuvaan wanted was to get rid of her. All she wanted was to make him fall for her...by hook or by crook.

He shut every door of hope for her... only to become the last door she could knock on. Kanak Agarwal, an Indian Army Captain, is accused of betraying her country, an accusation that costs the nation its finest officer, Captain Shashwat Rajvansh. Hated and misunderstood since childhood, judged by everyone she ever met, Kanak still chose to rise, and to prove herself. Now, trapped under the weight of humiliation and false accusations, she struggles to keep herself from drowning. Just when she tries to surface, there is a hand that pushes her back into the depths... Vihaan Mittal, a reputed lawyer chosen to fight the case against her. Having recently faced the brutal truth about his own father, Vihaan's faith in human nature has shattered completely. Regretting the mistake of trusting his father once again, he vows never to trust a snake twice. To him, people do not change, they only learn how to hide better. Vihaan feels foolish for ever believing in redemption. And when he watches his brother drown in guilt after losing his best friend, Vihaan decides to deliver justice.

Krishna stepped forward, placing a firm hand on Karn's shoulder. "Never forget this, bhrata Karn," he said, his voice lowering, filled with an intensity that seemed to touch something deep within Karn's soul. "You are in me, and I am in you. Whatever is mine is yours, and whatever is yours is mine. Your enemies are my enemies, and your friends are my friends." Karn looked at him, though his expression remained tensed. "You are Bharat," Krishna continued. "And I... I am your Ram." Continuation of Dharmyudh part 1

#TOP 2 in India(1,7,8/8/25) #TOP 3 in india(1,6,14,15,16,17,18/8/25) #TOP 4 in India(10/8/25) DEVYANI A 18-year-old innocent girl, She loves her father more than herself and is willing to sacrifice anything for him But how will she survive the trauma when her own father sells her to the most ruthless man just to clear his debt, without even thinking twice? "A father who sees her as a curse, locking her inside the house for 18 years and telling the world she was dead. But how will she feel when she steps out for the first time-and fate takes a 360-degree turn?" RIVAN THAKUR He lives alone with his SON(Kaizan), hating everything about marriage and the family he left behind. But when he wakes up one morning to find himself HUSBAND to a frightened young girl in his family's haveli(thakur's haveli)-his world tilts. ______________________ He stepped closer, his towering frame caging me in. My breath hitched. His eyes-sharp, cold, merciless-scanned me like I was a puzzle that didn't fit. "You don't even know how to wear a bra?" he asked, his voice low, incredulous, and almost cruel. I didn't know what to say. I slowly nodded my head-no-because... I really didn't. No one ever taught me. No one cared to. I was standing there, shivering slightly, my fingers trembling, curling into the soft shawl I used to hide myself. His gaze was burning, stripping me down to my bare soul, and I couldn't meet his eyes. But his next words... or we can say actions... shocked me to the core. ----------------- Will he accept her as his wife? Will he destroy her for a decision she never made? Or will fate tie them together in ways neither imagined? 𐙚⋆°｡⋆♡ A dark, intense love story of two broken souls bound by force, fear... and destiny.

"तुझे जीत-जीत हारूं... ये प्राण-प्राण वारूँ... हाय ऐसे मैं निहारू...तेरी आरती उतारूं... तेरे नाम से जुड़े हैं सारे नाते..." (Saiyyan) Love that's sacred. Loyalties that are tested. Secrets that can shake nations. In the glamorous heart of Milan, beneath the glint of fashion and fame, lies a covert mission threatening to tear the world apart. Shivaang Shrivastav, a RAW agent operating under the guise of a textile exporter, is on the hunt for a deadly terror-financing network hidden within Europe's elite. But fate throws him into the path of Ruhi Verma, an aspiring designer with a heart full of dreams and a past she's trying to forget. What begins as a forced arrangement slowly turns into a bond neither of them saw coming. Between stolen glances, shadowed enemies, and whispered betrayals, their story unfolds - a tale of love blooming amid lies and hearts beating beneath bulletproof vests. Rati: His Operation Forever is not just a mission. It is a vow. To protect. To serve. And to love, even when everything else demands otherwise. Ranking: #1 in secretidentity #1 in undercovermission #5 in spyromance