"Book one of His Only Series" "Love" "Sometimes, love is right in front of us, but our past pain keeps us from seeing it." _______________________ Arya Gupta A woman who lost everything when her husband died in her lap, taking his last breath right in front of her eyes. She saw her mother commit suicide when she was just eight. Her father abandoned her. Never gave her the love a father should give his daughter. He blames her for his wife's death. Her past is dirty, Her childhood is deeply traumatized. She took revenge for her husband's death and disappeared like she never existed. Arya is so in love with her dead husband that after marrying another man, her soul takes only one name ~ Abhigyan. -------- Aryan Singh Oberoi A man full of life, everyone's favourite,saw Arya just once in a crowded cafe... After that, she never left his mind, He waited for her, six silent months without knowing her name, her address. He just waited with the hope that one day he would find her. But when he finally saw her again, he said just one thing -- "Tune der kar di, Aryan... You found her too late" Arya loves her dead husband. And Aryan loves Arya the same way she loves Abhigyan. Arya never noticed Aryan but Aryan was always surrounded by her. He always stayed by her side. In her silence, In her lonilyness, He always stood for her. [ Arya ] ~ where an unshaken love collides with a shattered heart. Want to know Arya's History, their chemistry Join me for the slow burn journey of Arya and Aryan, Where loves dares to bloom again In silence... In between the dairy pages. In the eyes of Arya again. ⁠✿#IndianRomance #Book-1 in #His only series.

"I will break you beyond repair".... Vihaansh growled. "But I will cherish you and heal you till my last breath," Ishika replied, her voice unwavering. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- "Rose, I beg of you... If you want you can kill me, but please don't leave me Jaan, Take me along, please...?" Vihaansh pleaded, tears streaming down his face and his sobs wrenching from the depths of his soul. But no reply... ‐‐-----------‐------------------------------------------------- Here Starts a tale of a ruthless man's guilt-driven story, who is left all alone in the World and has no one to wipe his tears, give him a shoulder to sob, be a reason to smile. But he can't end his life because ......... Because she left behind their cherished symbol of love, a testament to their once-shared bond, with every breath he takes, he relives the moment she departed, a silent witness to the pain that now defines his existence. She left their Symbol of love with him. But he only breathes he left living the moment she left him. He behaves like a happy daddy before their bacha. He is a perfect Dad. But he remains haunted by the absence of a motherly presence for his daughter. He can't even share his sorrow, his dismay. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- What will happen to him as he carries the weight of his guilt? Can he ever find a way to make up for his mistakes and find happiness again? All rights are reserved by your author @Rashi_Jha🌼(by me ofc) #65 Wattpad #95 wattpad #1 in the Eternal Series .......UNDER EDIT............

𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟏 × 𝟐𝟐 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: #𝟏 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 She saw him more than once. And every time, her heart betrayed her; racing, stumbling, fluttering like a caged butterfly chasing a memory. Her breath shortened, her chest tightened, and still, she said nothing. Because it wasn't her place. Because she was never meant to be seen. Until she was. Until the day she stood before him, not as a stranger in the crowd, but as his bride. The wrong bride. He had seen her before. Once in passing, her eyes barely a flicker in his peripheral vision, dismissed for a prettier pair. The second time, he saw her through a vow sealed in blood and duty. And rage erupted. Exacting. Demanding. She wasn't supposed to wear that dress. She wasn't supposed to carry his name. But now that she does... There's no turning back.

❛ 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐀 𝐃𝐫𝐮𝐠 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐀𝐦 𝐀 𝐃𝐫𝐮𝐠 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 ❜ 𝙎𝙖𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙠𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙖 𝙥𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙥𝙞 𝙠𝙖 𝙣𝙖𝙖𝙢! Book One Of 'Bound Wives Trilogy' 𝙈𝘼𝘼𝙉 ♡ 𝙆𝘼𝙎𝙃𝙑𝙄 "Dur rahiye mujhse nafrat karti hu mai aapse" , She screamed. "Thakurani sa koi apni saans se dur rah sakta hai bhala?" , He said and kissed her forehead. 𝘼𝙍𝙈𝘼𝙉 ♡ 𝙆𝘼𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙎𝙃 "Karib aaoge mere to tabahi ka alam dekhoge" , she said smilingly. "Jab tumhare ishq me hum tabah ho hi gaye hai to thoda aur sahi" , He said with smirk. Top #3 in India - 7 | 08 | 2025 Top #2 in India - 8 | 08 | 2025

𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 #2 "𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒔." She said tired from the rollercoaster of emotions. "𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝑰'𝒎 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝑰 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘."He replied, cupping her face gently. 𝗞𝗮𝘃𝘆𝗮 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗵𝗺𝘂𝗸𝗵 doesn't believe in fairy tales. As a junior doctor at Rajput Hospital, she focuses only on her career, keeping her past buried and her heart locked away. until she meets 𐙚⋆°｡⋆♡ 𝗗𝗿. 𝗔𝗱𝘃𝗶𝗸 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵 𝗥𝗮𝗷𝗽𝘂𝘁. The prince of Rajasthan. A gentle soul with a heart of gold, who masks his wounds like they never existed. He carries battles no one sees, pain too deep for words. Yet somehow... he sees her...The cracks beneath her strength, the weight she silently bears, the storm she hides behind her eyes. And doesn't turn away. He challenges her, pushes her, stands in her way when she wants to run. She fights him at every step, refusing to surrender. But when the past she ran from finally catches up, he is the only one standing beside her. She was never meant to belong to anyone. But some destinies refuse to be denied. ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡🪐༘⋆ "Whispered Destiny" is the story of Advik Singh Rajput, a boy born into power but broken by betrayal, and Kavya Deshmukh, a girl who rebuilt herself from rock bottom with nothing but will and faith. They come from two different worlds....his ruled by shadows of politics and pain, hers shaped by years of rejection and silent tears. But destiny had a plan...none could deny

𝐕𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈- Once a strict and calm professor, Vedant has faced many challenges. Raised without family's love, he built his life on his own. His past is haunted by the loss of his mother, a pain caused by betrayal within his own family. To the world, he's strong and unbreakable, but inside, he carries deep wounds that few can see. "𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥" 𝐀𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐑-She was his student. quiet, insecure who secretly loved him but kept her feelings hidden. Situations kept them apart. Situations changed her as tough and closed off, refusing to let herself fall in love again. "𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 ,𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦" Will they accept this 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭..

When the spice of emotions blend with the logic of pen. Introducing you all to the world of an arranged couple, who is not forced in marriage but also not willing to marry. She had always wished to never get married to a person who has profession in an academic field. But..... Fate had another plans that she ended up getting married to a person who is a professor. What does the script of there life holds for their love story.

"She married a man born of bullets and betrayal. And he claimed a bride who bleeds innocence like sin." Shanaya Gupta was the kind of girl men prayed for but devils hunted. Too sweet for the world she was forced into, too soft for the bed of a man who only knew how to ruin. Ishaan Singhania doesn't love. He possesses. And when he ripped her from the altar of a man unworthy of her skin, he didn't ask-he took. A forced wedding. A blood-stained sindoor. Now she sleeps beside the devil himself, unaware she married the reason the world burns. She's terrified of the dark. But he is the dark. And he doesn't care if she trembles when he touches her... as long as she never stops looking at him like he isn't a monster. But monsters get greedy. And when the sweetness he meant to destroy starts healing the hollow inside him, he begins to crave her. Protect her. Own her. Even if it means burning down everything-including her. She was supposed to be his weakness. Instead, she became his favorite sin. But when secrets bleed and scars resurfaces, when innocence meets obsession- what happens when the monster doesn't want to let his sunshine go? Enemies in a wedding bed. strangers tangles in fate. and a love so dark, it devours them both. A brutal, filthy, and painfully intimate descent into love, obsession, and the kind of darkness that doesn't ask for permission-it devours. This isn't a love story. This is a war. And she's both the prize and the battlefield.

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞." "𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐰?" ♛ Raghav Panchal x Sreenidhi Mehta Slow Burn | Forbidden Love Looks like he'll ruin your life but actually just melts for one woman in a saree. -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ "𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐧!" "𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰." ♛ Nisarg Panchal x Aadhya Raichura Marriage of Convenience | Second Chance The rebel pretending he doesn't care, while caring enough to rewrite his entire destiny. -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ "𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐥𝐢 𝐧𝐢..." "𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮?𝐆𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐨." ♛ Yug Panchal x Devanshi Patel Enemies to Lovers | Forced Proximity Talks like they hate each other. Falls like he slipped on a banana peel. Very embarrassing for him. But every time? ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀꜱ. ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴡɪᴠᴇꜱ. ᴏɴᴇ ɢᴜᴊᴀʀᴀᴛ-ꜱɪᴢᴇᴅ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ʀᴏʟʟᴇʀᴄᴏᴀꜱᴛᴇʀ. Welcome to Kutumb which serves romance, drama, trauma bonding, comedy, regret arcs, wife-worship, and Gujarati-level heat all in one go.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞," he growled. "Y-yes," she shuttered. "𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐦 𝐈?" he demanded darkly. "Hu-husband," she gulped hard. "𝐇𝐮𝐡?" he asked, his voice dark. "My hu-usband. My O-owner," she swallowed again. "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥," he said, his voice dripping with authority. -ˋˏ ༻ ❁ ✿ ❀༺ ˎˊ 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫.