He was a man the world feared. She was a woman the world had broken. Rishabh Agnihotri-a ruthless CEO, the undisputed Mafia King, and a fiercely protective single father whose eight-month-old daughter, as Vedika, is the center of his universe. He trusts no one, loves no one... except the little princess who owns his heart. Aradhya Mittal-an innocent, divorced woman haunted by a painful past. Her trauma has taught her to fear strangers, silence her emotions, and expect nothing from life except loneliness. Fate brings these two wounded souls together through a tiny girl whose innocent smile begins to heal hearts that had forgotten how to love. Can a man drenched in blood become someone's safe place? Can a woman shattered by her past learn to trust again? And can a eight-month-old princess unknowingly create the family they never thought they deserved? A story of healing, second chances, fierce protection, found family, and a love that blooms when two broken hearts choose each other. "Sometimes, the strongest man only needs one tiny hand to soften his heart... and one broken soul to remind him that love is still worth fighting for." 🖤✨ RANKINGS:- TOP 3 IN INDIA [31/07/2026] TOP 2 IN INDIA [31/07/2026] TOP 2 IN INDIA [01,02,03,04,05/08/2026][14,15,16,17/09/2026]

#3 in The Shaktawat Sisters | Can be read as a STANDALONE • Kavyapriya Kanwar Shaktawat X Anubhav Singh Vaghela • Fighting cases in the courtroom is common for every advocate as breathing is for every living being . The advocates use the knowledge gained during their learning phase in the optimum manner for the upliftment of the society and take the pledge of delivering justice to the innocent is the fundamental duty of their job when they wear their black coats and march towards the courtroom carrying the responsibility of law and justice. The real test begins when that particular case reflects back your past experiences testing you emotionally and mentally but you can't back off as the duty lies on your shoulder to fight and provide justice. This story revolves around Kavyapriya Kanwar Shaktawat (26), a prominent advocate specialist in dealing with crime cases whose chance to lose a case is 0% when she fight against others but when it comes to Anubhav Singh Vaghela (26) ,it turns out to be 50-50. What happens when she finds out that one particular case is actually bringing back traumatic memories of her rival? Will she be able to help him to overcome his past and if yes, will she pay back by breaking herself into pieces in the process of healing him.

"When their professions include sudden problems, how could their relationship not" Inaayat Khan, the leader of ISI, is set for her new mission, a name, Kuraim, who's got so much more to himself then she knows, and she intends to find out about it. Kuraim is the same file that's in the hands of Aditya Batra, a member of RAW. Aditya believes that he should lead this mission, because of his close associations with everyone but is faced with Ms.Inaayat who's the strong headed girl who intends to find out the motive behind Kuraim as well. They are both on the mission together, which is more like the roller coaster for them, that includes disagreements, fights, laughter and cries, but most importantly Qurbat✨ Aditya only wanted to become the leader of the team but ends up falling for his team leader. All it took was her kohl eyes and the sound of her bangles and his heart said 'O Rabba mai toh mar gaya oye'🥰 Inaayat on the other hand had mixed feelings, but she knew he was captivating her when he took a stand for her. But is their love going to be that easy? To know that you'll have to read but before that please plug in your earphones and play 'Main nikla gaddi leke' by Udit Narayan. 🪘🛺 'Rab jaane kab guzra Amritsar, Oh kab jaane Lahore aaya, Main uthe dil chhod aaya, Ek modh aaya, Main uthe dil chhod aaya' Head unto us with this jodi from two different cultures, two different countries, two different mindsets, one is a jatt and the other is a haseen mohtarma🫂

"I thought you hated hugs" , I voiced out as he wrapped his arms ever so gently around me. "I still do, but hugs from you are an exception", he pulled me closer, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. Intrigued, I slightly tilted my head for him to continue. "Do not stop hugging me until I smell like you ", his voice was barely above a whisper, as he nestled his face in the crook of my neck. Hearing his words, my heart skipped a beat. "I won't", I promised as I held him a little tighter, knowing that in each other's embrace, we'd find our home. ♡♡♡♡ Veer Malhotra , the CEO of Malhotra and Co - a construction firm , an ambitious intelligent guy who made himself capable of the position he had acquired by sheer determination, one who had always wanted to focus on his work , until a chance encounter with a mesmerizing pair of eyes disrupts his carefully crafted world. Prisha Sharma,a bright software engineer thriving in the corporate sector , a sunshine girl who had always been optimistic. Her sunny disposition has shielded her from distractions, until she crosses paths with Veer, igniting a spark neither saw coming. What will happen when these two ,not so cordial neighbors, Veer, a meticulous perfectionist and Prisha, a charmingly clumsy soul, are forced to fake date with each other due to some circumstance.... Will their pretend love blossom into something real, defying their own doubts and insecurities, or does destiny have a different plan in store for them? Hop into the story of VEERISHA ❤️❄️ to find out !! TROPES:- ♡ Fake Dating ♡ Grumpy x Sunshine ♡ He fell first she fell harder ♡ Next Door Neighbours ♡ Forced Proximity

They performed her last rites, while she was still alive. Akshara Maheshwari was erased from her own family before she could even understand what she had done wrong. Abandoned, forgotten, and declared dead, she disappeared from the world that once called her blood. Years later, she returns.. not as a broken child begging for answers, but as AK - a name the world admires, fears, and follows. She doesn't come back for forgiveness. She doesn't ask for love. And she doesn't reveal herself easily. Because some wounds don't need apologies... they need truth, power, and reckoning. As the Maheshwaris celebrate, lie, and protect their secrets, the past claws its way back into the present. A past involving betrayal, silence, a sold child, and a savior who changed her fate. What happens when a family realizes the daughter they buried... is the woman who now controls their empire? And what if revenge isn't her goal, but taking back what was always hers? A story of abandonment, survival, silent revenge, and a girl who learned to smile while planning her return. Read to find out: Will the truth destroy them... Or will Akshara destroy the truth first?

#2 in Top 10 in India on (9/4/26) #1 in Top 10 in India on (12/4/26) Myra sharma had heard his name before she ever saw his face. Armaan Brar. The President of Chandigarh National University. Final-year Political Science student. RSVP's rising youth face. The boy professors avoid. The one students don't look in the eye. The one whose footsteps are enough to silence a corridor. They say he once pulled a gun on campus. They say he wins elections the way he wins fights... ruthlessly. They say crossing him is a mistake you don't repeat twice. And she believes every freaking word. She's just a first-year B.Com student. From a Middle class family, She left Lucknow with dreams in her suitcase. Chandigarh National University was her dream. Her fresh start. Her escape. Living alone in a new city wasn't easy but she was determined. Far away from politics, power, and people like him. Her only goal? Stay invisible, don't get noticed by bullies in college.. But Armaan Brar notices her. And that's where the problem begins. And Armaan Brar has never been gentle about what he wants. Tropes:- - punjabi munda x Brahmin girl - college president x student(1st phase) - MLA x CA Girl (2nd phase) - first love - rich guy x middle class girl - 5 years age gap (don't judge my book with this description there is a lot more about Armaan and Myra, give it a chance please...it's my first story.)

♡•°~Soft Romance Samarth Kashyap is the perfect man-hardworking, handsome, and powerful in presence, even without money. He's built walls around his heart, vowing never to fall in love, especially with her. Ishani Singhania, a walking storm, commands fear and respect. Fiercely loyal to her childhood love, she's unshakable-except when it comes to Samarth. Them together, they become each other's strength, finding healing and trust in a bond that redefines love. Some stories aren't just told-they're felt. Enter a world of unspoken emotions, where love quietly weaves its magic, leaving you longing for more.

In the city of lights, on the quiet outskirts of Kashi, stands a little place where coffee smells like comfort, flowers bloom like hope, and books whisper forgotten stories. That place belongs to Janhvi.. A girl with shoulder-length hair, warm hazel eyes, and a smile bright enough to make strangers forget their sadness. People say no one can stay unhappy around her. She laughs like sunshine, speaks like calm rain, and makes every lonely heart feel at home. They come to her cozy café - attached to a small flower shop and a quiet library - not just for coffee, but for her light. To the world, she is the sunshine of sad people. But the world doesn't know the truth. Behind her prettiest eyes live nights full of silent tears. Behind her soft laughter hide scars from a past that tried to break her. They say, "The prettiest eyes have cried the most, and the cutest smiles have suffered the deepest pain." If that saying was written for anyone, it was written for Janhvi Raidas - an orphan who learned to hide storms behind sunshine. Yet she shines. Every single day. Until one day, someone walks into her little café. Abhishek. Charming. Handsome. Full of life. A young cricketer at the peak of his career, loved by his family, admired by friends, and cheered by thousands. Where Janhvi hides her storms behind a smile, Abhishek lives like a burst of sunlight - fearless, loud, and alive. Two completely different worlds. One hides pain behind laughter. The other brings life wherever he goes. But the moment Abhishek looks into Janhvi's hazel eyes... He sees what no one else ever noticed. The pain beyond her smile. And that is where their story begins.

[PARTITION ROMANCE] 18+ She is a mute. He is a politician. And 1947 is burning around them. After surviving a brutal assault and losing her only family, Vrishty, a voiceless Hindu girl, is left alone in a town tearing itself apart. Hunted by the man who first claimed her, she hides in silence, until Meer, an emerging Muslim politician, becomes the only barrier between her and the chaos outside. Bound by guilt and an unexpected pull, Meer begins to realise his vicinity with the girl. But the nation which divided amongst the communal hate, will it be able to save these burning interfaith hearts, alive? __________________________ "In Islam" he continued quietly. "You cannot marry unless both agree... and unless both are Muslim" His expression twisted, a deep aching conflict. I shook my head, looking at him. As if almost pleading him. Noo...please....

𝗔𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝘅 𝗗𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗸𝗮 "kyun kar rahe hain aap aisa ? Mera haath chhod dijiye, please!" she cried, her voice trembling as tears streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks. "Just shut your mouth and marry me," he growled without even glancing at her, his voice cold and final. Her body shivered at his tone. "M..mujhe dard ho raha hai," she whispered through sobs, the pain in her voice halting him for a moment. He turned to look at her-just for a second. Then, without a word, he lifted her into his arms. Startled, she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. "Tumhari behen ki galti ki saza tum bhugtogii." His voice was low, bitter. And then he carried her straight to the pavilion. --- He never wanted love. He just needed a wife to fulfill a compulsion-a condition he couldn't ignore. But when his would-be bride ran away, he dragged her elder sister, Devika, into his storm. Devika, an abandoned bride herself, already struggling with her failing health, had no strength left to resist. She had stopped dreaming long ago. But fate had other plans. Read the story of two broken hearts-Ansh, driven by rage and responsibility, and Devika, drowning in silence and sorrow. Will their unwilling bond destroy them further? Or will they become the light that chases away each other's darkness?