When fierce and disciplined IPS officer Devyansh Oberoi agrees to an arranged marriage with the bubbly, stubborn, and innocent Khushi Gupta, he expects a quiet domestic life-nothing that could threaten his rigid world of law and justice. What he doesn't expect is to fall for her completely. As Khushi slowly carves a place in his guarded heart with her laughter, warmth, and mischief, Devyansh finds himself torn between his dangerous duties and his growing desire to protect the woman he now calls his. But love doesn't come easy when shadows from the past resurface-bringing crime, betrayal, and a threat closer to home than ever before. From Delhi to Paris and Shimla, their story unfolds in stolen kisses, whispered promises, and the weight of secrets. As bullets fly and masks fall, Khushi must decide how far she's willing to go for love, and Devyansh must face the truth: the greatest battle he'll fight isn't in the line of duty-it's for her. A romance forged in duty, tested by danger, and bound by unbreakable love.

Devarsh Rudramaneni (28): He lives in Hyderabad and runs a big clothing business. Most people think he's a total super quiet, serious, and hard to talk to. But at home, he's a big softie who would do anything for his parents and his little brother. His huge secret? He's been crushing on the girl next door for a long time. He's watched her grow up and thinks she's amazing, but he's too shy or stiff to ever tell her how he feels. Sri Nidhi Kancherla (23): She's our main girl and is finishing her engineering degree in Vizag. She is full of life, smart, and always says exactly what's on her mind. She's super close to her parents and her big sister. The only problem? She can't stand Devarsh. She thinks he's a grumpy, arrogant "know-it-all." To her, he's just the annoying neighbor who needs to learn how to smile, and she loves finding ways to get under his skin.

He is cold, calm, composed - and dangerously powerful. Born into one of the most influential Reddy families, Veerendra Reddy commands respect, fear, and loyalty with just his silence. Love has no place in his perfectly controlled world. She is soft, innocent, and full of quiet dreams. A final-year college student, Aaradhya Naidu lives for her family and the love stories she reads, believing in a kind of romance that feels too pure for reality. When tradition binds them in an arranged marriage, two completely opposite worlds collide. A king forced to feel. An innocent soul forced to grow. Between family expectations, cultural values, misunderstandings, possessiveness, and emotional battles - a slow-burning love story unfolds. This is a journey of: ✨ Power and innocence ✨ Obsession and devotion ✨ Family and sacrifice ✨ Pain and healing A story where love is not chosen - it is destined.

"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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