Slow updates .. Fairytales are mere whispers of impossible dreams... But sometimes, those dreams find a way to carve themselves into reality.🥀 Abhishek Singh Rathore-a name that sends shivers down spines,a devil cloaked in the guise of an angel.His heart,now lies encased in ice , A tragic accident claimed his memories, shattering his world and leaving only a void. But then, she appeared. On a night when the heavens wept, he saw her-just a fleeting glimpse, yet it was enough. In that moment, a crack appeared in the ice surrounding his heart. For the first time since his tragedy, he felt something-an emotion, faint yet undeniable. A crack. A melt. A fire. A fire that threatened to consume his carefully constructed world, yet he was ready to let it burn. She beautiful, regal, her presence commanding the attention of all and From the outside, her smile a mask concealing the tempest within. Her mind was forged from steel, her heart seemingly untouchable. Yet, that facade lay a world of struggle, of battles fought in silence. But when their eyes met, their souls recognized the bond, the connection thadefied the logic of a broken past. He was drawn to her like a flame to a shadow, an inescapable pull that neither could understand. Bound by the chains of their pasts, they stand before each other-strangers in the present, yet unknowingly entwined bythreads of destiny. Their souls, though veiled in darkness, understand the connection that the conscious mind grasp. But the past is a treacherous place, filled with secrets buried deep, accidents that changed the course of their lives, lies spun to protect and to deceive, betrayals that left scars too deep to heal, and regrets that haunt them like phantoms. Join them on a journey-a tale of forbidden love, of mystery that clings to them like a shadow. Dive into their world, where love is both a blessing and a curse, and where the line between salvation and icnation is perilously thin.

"Mummyji." Ishita softly called her mother-in-law mixing the wheat dough. "Haa, puttar bol." Toshiji replied peeling the boiled potatoes. "Bachpanme, Raman aapko leke bohot possessive honge na?" She casually added. (Raman might have been very possessive about in childhood, no?) "Nahi toh. Raman toh bohot understanding raha hai hamesha se." Toshiji chuckled "Haa apni dadise chipke reheta tha but bohot caring raha hai hamesha se. Books, games, pocket money sab kuch share karta tha Simmi aur Romi se. Haa Romi bohot rota tha jab koi Rinki ko thoda bohot bhi attention dedata." (Nope. He has been quite understanding. Yes he was clingy with his grandmother. But he used to share his books, games even pocket money with his siblings. Romi was a attetion seeker though.) "Really?" Ishita asked in disbelief. "Hmmm. Tera Raman bohot acha hai." Toshiji winked making her blush. (Hmmm. Your Raman is very nice.) "Kya Mummyji aap bhi." Toshiji laughed at her daughter-in-law reaction. (Mummyji, not you too.) Ishita covered the dough with a plate, wondering about the change in Raman's personality. As with her Raman is anything but Understanding. He is clingy, demanding and possessive as hell. Ishita pouted remembering how he didn't even let her stay at her parent's house. His excuses always ready before she even makes plan to visit her parents. How he tore that beautiful red dress because 3rd quarter was too short according to him. How he fired his employee because 2 second was too much to stare his wife. How ... "Ishita" Sighed as his voice echoed in whole house. Holding the tray with freshly brewed coffee, she climbed the stairs to attend Her Possessive Husband. ******* As the title says, a tale about sweet Ishita and Her Possessive Husband. Peak inside for more. Regards ~Gia ***** Highest Ranking #6 on arrangemarriage 06/08/2021 #18 on generalfiction 11/08/2021 #14 on indianlovestory 24/08/2021

𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 & 𝐕𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐡𝐢 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐥 #1 in India (13/08/25) #1 in India (19/08/25) ⋆˚✿˖° ✦•𝐕𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐡𝐢 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐥•✦ A 25 year old calm and sweet girl. A strong believer of Mahadev.Her beauty not only radiates from her golden brown skin but also from her pure heart , but she's unaware of the beauty she has within her because of being judged by her relatives and the society. And now she was going to marry a man who was no different from the people who made her question her own existence. ✦• 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 •✦ A 30 year old ruthless Mafia leader of the American and Italian Mafia. He never thought that coming to India for a business deal would change his whole existence. He never needed someone in his life until he saw her in her wedding attire, and now all he wanted is her and he was going to have her. Because she have became his passion, insatiable desire, obsession, His Junoon. Is that all or there is more into it ? . ⋆˚✿˖° So, After a lot of request Junoon is going to be a full lengthy book. Give it a try.

Destiny Series #4 𝓣𝓻𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓼 𝘎𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘺 𝘟 Introvert Arrange 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘚𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘍𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝓟𝓵𝓸𝓽 They say someone is written for you and you will meet them on time you just have to wait for them So this story is about two person who meet there destined person after there union is decided in simple words an arrange Marriage with the addition of real life like real life is the most complex story anyone can write so its just a simple arrange Marriage with real life twists and turns

"I'll take a shower and we can sleep on the bed. If you're okay with it, because I'm not sleeping on the couch." "You don't have to. I'll sleep in-" "The couch?" Kabir interrupted me, "Sure." I scoffed. "In the bed," I clarified, brushing off the showy nuptial decorations from the bed. ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ In the grand Rajput household, 𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐩𝐮𝐭 struggles to connect with his young son, Mihir, after the tragic loss of his wife. As his family seeks a suitable bride for Kabir, fate intervenes at a birthday party, unveiling a surprising connection that challenges their traditions and beliefs. Amidst this, 𝐑𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐲𝐚 and Payal's intertwined destinies bring a new light to the Rajput dynasty, weaving a tale of love, family, and unexpected bonds. •||𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: Single Parent, Desi Romance, Widow, Second Chance at Love, Arrange marriage, Healing Through Love, Mystery & Second Marriage||•

"I will make sure to give you every thousand reason to fall for me, so that you believe that this human is only made for this gorgeous goddess standing over here....." her head snapped towards me. "That means.... Prof. Garvit Singhania is only made for Prof. Sunidha Kashyap." I completed to which her eyes shone in delight after hearing me out. "Humein iss shadi se koi aitraz nahin hai." And here my heart who was throbbing because of fear soon began to do summer sault out of happiness. "And I would also love to write my name with yours." she said merrily, making me my scratch my neck of of shyness as I felt my ears grew hot and red.. ★ ° . *　°　.　°☆ 　. * ★ ° :. ★ ○ ° #1 in book of poems. #15 in best book ever

Mihir x Shivika Where the hell are you dragging me?" I yelled at him. But there was no response from his side. He just kept dragging me with him God knows where! "Leave my Hand." No response We got into an empty room and he closed the door behind me and the next second I WAS PINNED AGAINST THE DOOR! "What is your problem!" I spoke looking in his eyes which was DARK! HIS DARK EYES TERRIFYING ME TO MY CORE. "HOW DARE YOU LET HIM KISS YOU?" He asked directly looking in my eyes. His eyes were screaming DANGER and I would be lying if I said that I was not getting affected because it was damn affecting me very much. Dive in the story to read more. _________________________________________________

" 𝐓𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭......𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 " Sometimes love doesn't arrive by choice-it arrives by fate's cruel rearrangement. When Nimrat steps into a marriage that was never meant for her, she knows one thing clearly: she is only filling a space someone else abandoned. A replacement. A compromise. Nothing more. Yuvaan, bound by duty and scarred by a past he refuses to name, accepts this unexpected bride with quiet restraint. He is distant, guarded, and resolutely closed off-carrying wounds that never healed and promises he never asked for. Nimrat, all warmth and quiet resilience, finds herself drawn to the man behind the silence. She feels first-softly, helplessly-knowing full well that her heart is walking into a storm. Yuvaan, unaware of when it happens, falls harder-slowly unraveling under emotions he never planned to feel. Between unspoken truths, fractured histories, and a marriage built on circumstances rather than choice, two wounded souls are forced to coexist under one roof. What begins as an obligation soon blurs into something far more dangerous-because loving someone when you were never meant to be chosen can either destroy you... or save you. Dive into the journey of Yuvaan and Nimrat to see how their future unfolds . ~~~ Top rankings: #13 in bookstagram (out of 1.02k stories) #26 in wedding (out of 26.9k stories) #6 in bookstagram (out of 1.02k stories)

Book #1 of Never Duet "You would never be more than just a replacement, you'd never be mine." She had no choice in marriage or in running away from it. From him. The man who was supposed to marry her sister would get her now. Whether she fought, ran and begged. He'd drag her back on gun point if it meant she became his replacement bride. Deal. Reputation. Business. Three words that changed her fate. Three words to best describe why everyone wanted this marriage-except her. And before she could hope for this marriage to turn real, he made sure she never dared to. Tropes: Replaced bride Marriage of convenience Forced marriage Age gap Artist x Businessman Forced proximity