"I can't believe you forgot to schedule that meeting, Raj!" he shouted into the phone, his voice cutting through the peaceful atmosphere. "This is the second time! If you can't handle your job, maybe I should find someone who can!" His words were harsh, each syllable dripped with irritation. His personal assistant stammered an apology, but Aarav was too enraged to listen. "You're fir-" he began, ready to fire him, but then the soft chime of Siya's payal reached his ears, cutting through his anger. It was a gentle sound, unlike the chaos of his work life, and it drew his attention away from the call. *************************************** Aarav Singh Rathore is a powerful 28-year-old CEO and ruler of Rajasthan. Known for being cold, rude, and quick to anger, Aarav is feared by everyone around him. He controls everything in his world, always protecting his family and making sure no one dares to disobey him. Siya Rajput is a sweet and caring 21-year-old who studies English Literature. Despite losing her parents and being treated poorly by her uncle and aunt, Siya stays positive and kind. However, she sometimes feels overwhelmed by her emotions, especially anger. When Aarav and Siya's worlds come together, will Aarav's cold heart soften? Or will Siya's gentle nature be tested by the challenges she faces?

"Look at the way she is dancing.. Don't you think she is hot.." , a boy piercing at a girl in pub told. "Yes, she is hot.." , another boy in the group said. "What do you say Arun.." , they asked the guy who is busy in sipping his mocktail "Ravi, why do you even ask him after knowing very well that he will never get feelings on any girl? " , another guy replied Arun just shakes his head with a smile on his face while keeping the glass down. "Rey, look at her.. She is so..." , when one guy was saying this, another guy shouted as "isn't she our Chaitu.." , Arun immediately turns his head towards the door only to see a girl wearing a knee length sleeveless black dress entering the pub. He without giving a second thought walks towards the door and drags her outside the pub.

#1 of the love series. He rose slowly, still holding her hands. She stepped closer. Closer. So close that the boat rocked faintly beneath them. Then, standing on her toes slightly, she reached up and held his shoulders to steady herself. He instinctively moved his hands to her waist so she wouldn't lose balance. The anklets chimed softly and then.. she bent her head forward.. slowly. Her forehead touched his. The red kumkum on her forehead brushed against his skin, leaving a faint, sacred mark just above his brows. He froze. Neither of them moved. Her eyes were closed and his breath stopped.. the contact was simple. Sacred. When she finally spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper, but steady. "If you are my light," she murmured, her forehead still resting against his, "then let me mark you as mine before the world does." She lowered herself slowly, but didn't move away. Her eyes searched his. "You don't need a ring to bind me," she said softly. "And I don't need a ceremony to know what you mean to me." Her fingers brushed the red mark she had left on him. "This," she smiled faintly, "is my answer. My acceptance." His fingers tightened unconsciously around her waist. "I am yours," she whispered. "And you are mine. Not for a moment. But for every day that comes after." And she slowly moved into his embrace and hugged him, holding him a little tighter than usual, like she never wanted to let go. They stayed there for a while longer, not speaking. Everything you're about to read is true... but I've never confessed to him in real life. The story ends with a plot twist my real life hasn't caught up to yet. This story is written mostly in English (about 98%), with some Telugu (about 2%) along with translations. -------- Happy reading 🩷

ℋ𝒾𝒹𝒹𝑒𝓃 𝐿𝑜𝓃𝑔𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 At 32, Arjun has always hidden his deep love for his cousin Gayathri behind a cool, distant demeanor. Now 21, Gayathri embarks on her medical journey in Mumbai, convinced that Arjun's aloofness stems from disinterest due to her dusky complexion and fuller figure. But Arjun's cold facade masks a heart full of admiration and concern. He knows her insecurities well and hopes this new chapter will help her see her true worth. As they navigate family ties and personal growth, the 11-year age gap and years of unspoken feelings add layers to their journey. Will Gayathri overcome her self-doubt and realize she deserves love? Can Arjun bridge the emotional gap and help her see herself through his loving eyes? Join Gayathri and Arjun in "Hidden Longings" as they uncover the beauty of unconditional love and the strength to embrace one's true self.

It's a love story between a bava and his mardhal... a bond that was never supposed to cross the line, yet always hovered close to it. Jahnavi Rao - Rudra's mardhal. Twenty-three, sharp, soft-hearted, studying MBA in Hyderabad. She's loved him for as long as she can remember.... quietly, hopelessly, endlessly. Rudra Pratap Reddy - her bava. Twenty-eight, the village president, an MBA graduate, and the owner of a powerful company in Hyderabad. To him, Jahnavi was always a responsibility... until one day, she became something more. When did Rudra realise his love for the girl he swore to protect? How many storms will they face to stay together? And how far will they go for a love that was written long before they understood it? Let their story begin... 💗💫✨

#1stStory She swore to hate him- He swore to own her- "Marriage doesn't work like this," she hissed, breath shaky. His lips curved into a dark smile. "In my world, marriage works however I want. Either you marry me, or I'll ruin you first-and still make you mine." Her palm cracked across his cheek. "Shut up, bastard!" He stilled, slowly touching the sting she left behind. His eyes burned with something deadly-and hungry. "You shouldn't have done that," he whispered. "Now you'll never get rid of me." She stumbled back to the window. "I'll jump! I'll end it here!" "Jump," he said smoothly, almost amused. "I'll catch you in the air. I'll follow you to hell if I have to. Baby, you don't escape me-not in this life, not the next." Her body trembled on the ledge. "I'm serious." He moved behind her, wrapping her waist in a bruising grip. His breath scorched her skin as his mouth pressed cagainst her neck. "So am I. If you jump, I'll fall with you. Heaven, hell, doesn't matter-" his lips dragged along her throat, possessive and cruel, "-you'll still be mine before we hit the ground." ♧•°●●°•♧ #1 femaledoctor #1 intenseromance #1 loveandpower #1 Indian setting #1 Citylife #1 Craziness

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Telugu story Politician x Artist DCP x college student His voice was cold, sharp enough to make her shiver. "Why did you go with him?" he asked, eyes narrowing. "I- I just... he asked me to show the village, bava, and- ahh..." Her words broke into a gasp as his fingers pinched her waist hard. "Didn't I tell you to stay away from him, Ammu?" he said, his voice was low but laced with anger. "Bava... it hurts..." she whimpered, but he didn't stop. The pain burned through her skin, her cries fading into silence. In desperation, she bit his shoulder to stifle her scream. Neither gave in- His grip didn't loosen, Her teeth didn't let go. When he finally released her, his shoulder was bruised black, her bite marks deep and clear. Her waist throbbed in pain, the skin already turning purple. He took a step closer, his hand lifting slightly as if to touch her- But before he could, she pushed him. Tears shimmered in her eyes, anger and hurt tangled together. Without another word, she turned and walked away, leaving him frozen in silence. She loves her bava, and he loves her just as deeply - a bond that grew quietly between duty and desire. But when time turns against them and her marriage is fixed with someone else, their world shatters. Now he must decide - will he fight for their forbidden love or let her go, carrying their unspoken promises in silence forever? ⚠️ Content Warning: This story contains mature and explicit content. If you are uncomfortable with romance, possessive moments, or intimate scenes, please do not continue reading. Reader discretion is advised.

Harsha Vardhan- An officer known for his authority, discipline, and commanding presence. A man who controls every situation... except the one involving her. Keerthana- Bubbly, bold, and fearless in the eyes of the world. She smiles loud, speaks her mind, and walks like she owns the room. But to him, she is simply his kitten. He wears a uniform that demands respect. She carries a past that taught her to survive. He is discipline. Power. Control. She is chaos. Fear. Fire she doesn't know she has. This is not a fairy tale. This is a story of power, trust, obsession, and love that owns you quietly. Because once Harsha Vardhan chose Keerthana... His kitten was never meant to belong to anyone else. 🖤🔥

~ 𝑺𝒕𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 ~ A novel originated from South indian aesthetics. Two broken people who came together may either mend themselves or break themselves in their love. Let's leave it to the fate. Be a part of their story and witness the mystery... "She came into my life unexpectedly, but now, She became my life." ~ Devansh Ishika Reddy "I never knew what love was until he entered my life. And now, if someone asks me to describe what love is for me, I'd show him." ~ Ishika Devansh Reddy 𝕿𝖗𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖘 ⇰ CEO X CEO ⇰ Sudden marriage ⇰ Billionaire romance ⇰ Eachother's first ⇰ Mysterious past ⇰ Arranged marriage ( Arranged by her ) ~ A book by yahavi CHADIVEY GURU! ENDUK ANTHA ALOCHISTUNAV?