-:𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃:- -This book moves a bit faster than my usual pace. Some events might feel slightly fast-forwarded, but I've done that to keep the essence tight, the emotions raw, and the story impactful without unnecessary dragging. . . He exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "Roop, shaadi kisi majboori mein nahi ki jati." (Marriage isn't something that should happen out of compulsion.) A bitter smile tugged at my lips. "Yahi toh farq hai tumhari aur meri zindagi mein, Anirudh. Tumhare paas choice hai, mere paas nahi." (That's the difference between your life and mine, Anirudh. You have a choice. I don't.) His expression darkened. "Main tumhari family se baat karunga-" "Nahi!" I cut him off, my voice sharp with desperation. "You won't understand. You've never seen helplessness, Anirudh. You don't know that when a girl has no options, she only looks for survival." A strange silence stretched between us, thick with unspoken pain. Anirudh sighed and leaned back against the bench, his fingers tapping against his knee. "You're telling me you'd marry any stranger just because you have no other way out?" I stiffened. "You're not a stranger." His lips quirked up, almost amused. "Until a day ago, I was." I clenched my fists. "I don't care who you are. I just need to accept this match, or the other option will destroy me." Anirudh fell silent, his gaze steady on me. The playfulness in his eyes faded, replaced by something more intense, more thoughtful. Finally, he asked, "And what if I tell you that I don't want to marry you either?"

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.

She's sunshine,he's storm They are school Rivals, now neighbours She hides it well,he's in denial. Alia, a hopeless romantic who believes in love like the stories she reads and Siddharth, a realist who refuses to entertain the idea of love at all. She has always believed in love the kind that lingers in stolen glances and whispered confessions. And for as long as she can remember, her heart has known only one name: Siddharth. A school crush that never quite faded, a quiet longing buried beneath layers of denial and distraction. Siddharth, logical to a fault, doesn't believe in the distractions of love. He plans his life with precision, leaving no room for unpredictable emotions. She frustrates him. He confuses her. They argue over the smallest things, challenge each other in ways neither expected. But then there are moments when she looks at him like he's something out of her favorite novel, when he shields her in a crowded room without thinking, when silence stretches between them She knows she loves him. She knows she always has. The only thing she doesn't know- Is if he'll ever let himself love her back. TROPES: Grumpy X sunshine Longtime unrequited crush Nextdoor Neighbour School rivals to lovers She falls first he falls harder Young Adult Romance slow burn Secret Crush

*Status-coming soon* • Scroll stack - Ongoing. • Wattpad - Releasing'2026 "Book-2 of the Royal Romance series" _________________________________________ "Her voice was the call, who pulled him off" *Daksh Rajvansh* the leading businessman who had his whole focus on his career and his people, people of Ajmer but his eyes caught attention. The attention of a free butterfly who was different from others, different from the ones he had come across, Niharika Thakur. *Niharika Thakur* an idol figure to the youngest youth. A singer who has just started her career but the fame she was getting and the respect was high. She has won the life of her audience by her voice and her mindset. Her thinking was her ladder. Her nature was her fragrance but little bit she knows that her one gaze would cost her freedom. What will happen when these two worlds collide? How will their story bloom by just an "eye contact"? To know more about the story, dive inside to know further.