So guys, this story is about Jannat and Elvish. It is completely different from real life and has no connection to reality at all. In this story, Elvish is 26 years old and Jannat is 18. They are a married couple with an 8-year age gap. Elvish is a boy from Haryana, and Jannat is a sweet girl from Delhi.

Guys i am Back again with a whole new Janvish Story. This is not inspired by LC, but mainly inspired by The songs i am listening alot now a days. So i am ready to take you on this journey. Hope you fall in love with them as much as i do.

Her pov- "My tears are rolling from my eyes but not out of the pain he is giving me by tightly holding my arms.Not because of his anger,his harsh word,his bloody eyes.But because of the truth.The truth I always crave even in my wildest dream." "And finally I know it was never one sided." ｡⁠♡_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_｡⁠♡_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_｡⁠♡_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_｡⁠♡ His pov- "I look at her with blood shot eyes.I never thought I show her my this side.She is probably hating me right now.Because I am doing the same.I hate myself for making her cry.But I can't control myself it's enough now. She has to know that who she belongs too." "And if I can't have you then no one can." _⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠__⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠__⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_ It's about two people who will find each other again.It's totally depends on my imagination.Also I am not a professional writter.I am just trying to put my imagination and creativity together to make this for the first time.No religious track.So if you guys like it do comments and votes.But if you don't like it then skip but don't report.Don't copy. 🤍✨🖤

Jannat Zubair lives a life full of color college chaos, a loving family, and millions of followers who adore her online. Sweet, playful, and ambitious, she believes she controls her own story. But everything begins to change the day she literally crashes into Elvish Yadav one of the most powerful and private men in the country. Calm, dangerously composed, and fiercely protective of what he considers his, Elvish isn't someone who lets people walk into his life... or out of it. What begins as irritation slowly turns into something deeper jealousy, obsession, and a connection neither of them can ignore. "I don't like when people look at things that belong to me," Elvish said quietly, his gaze dark and unwavering. "What's mine... is mine." Jannat scoffed, crossing her arms. "And when exactly did I say I belong to you?" Elvish stepped closer, his voice calm but dangerously certain. "You didn't have to say it," he murmured. "I knew it the first day you walked into my life." And somewhere between arguments, stolen glances, and unspoken feelings... their story begins. This is a work of fiction. The characters in this story are inspired by real artists, but the events, personalities, and situations portrayed here are purely fictional and created from the author's imagination. This story is written purely for entertainment and as a fan tribute. It has no connection to the real lives of the artists mentioned.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 - 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝, 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 - 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐭 - 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬... 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞? 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡. 𝐈𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭.

(Book 1 of "Never Alone" series) "Love? huh! who will love a girl like me. I have always walked alone " thought Sarakshi watching the lovey-dovey couples in park. "Love? are you asking me if I love someone? I've already done this mistake once dad, don't expect me to fall in love with someone again. I don't want anyone I can walk alone like I'm doing know, I have you guys and most importantly I DON'T BELIEVE IN LOVE" said Rashvik furiously to his dad. "dadda why you angry" asked the little boy with tears in his eyes. What will happen when this two are forced to marry each other, will they be happy will they give this relationship a chance? will they ever fall in Love? Tropes: Arranged marriage CEO X CEO Grumpy X introvert Second marriage Single father Past traumas She fell first he fell harder ~YOU NEVER WALK ALONE~ HOPE YOU LIKE THE STORY THANK YOU Insta I'd- @lyr__ish The initial chapters are short and are not completely edited and there's a lot of mistakes. So please ignore it. But as you'll proceed, the chapters are longer and are written in a bit better way! [English is not my first language]

☆ 𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝔂 ☆ When a person loses to themselves, they leave everything to fate. And when fate begins to play its game, it doesn't allow anyone to stand against it. Become a part of such an exciting story of fate, featuring two strangers whose story has been written by fate itself. Aƙʂԋʋι Sιɳԋα ♡, dreams of becoming India's most famous writer. However due to her family's poor condition and a promise she made to her father, she has to leave everything behind and come to Mumbai for a job. On her very first day at the office, she unknowingly gets into big trouble. And who does she clash with? VĔĎĂŃĞ ŚĔĤĞĂĹ★, the owner of one of India's leading companies, for whom money and power are everything. They say Mumbai is the city of Dreams. So will Akshvi's small dreams come true in this city of Dreams? How will Vedang and Akshvi's first meeting be? Will Vedang let Akshvi to take steps towards her dreams so easily? To find out, keep reading '𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝔂'.

Previously known as "The Replaced Groom" 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 1 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 "ℑ 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔦 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔡𝔬 𝔞𝔫𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔟𝔶 𝔪𝔶 𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢. ℑ 𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲, 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔶 𝔞𝔴𝔞𝔶 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔪𝔢" ----- Shivani Kumar was supposed to marry the love of her life. Instead, she married his brother. When tragedy strikes on her wedding day, Shivani's world shatters in ways she never imagined. Before she can even process her loss, fate binds her to Vivaan Rathore-the powerful, cold-hearted CEO she has always despised. Vivaan is ruthless, possessive, and impossible to escape. And the way he watches her makes one thing painfully clear... he has wanted her for far longer than she ever realized. But as Shivani struggles to survive a marriage she never chose, disturbing questions begin to surface. The accident. The sudden wedding. The secrets everyone seems determined to hide. Because some tragedies aren't accidents. And some vows are stolen... not given. ---- #1 loveandobsession #1 tragiclove #1 hefallsfirstandharder #1 forcedmarriage #1 secretsandlies #1 separation Start date :- 15 March, 2024 End date :-

"𝙄𝙛 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙛𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙖 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩." ~ BOOK ONE OF FATED HEARTS SERIES (can be read standalone) She lowered her gaze, her voice barely above a whisper. "Aapne aakhir mujh mein aisa kya dekha... jo mujhse itni mohabbat kar baithe? Mujhe toh nahi lagta ki main aapke pyaar ke layak bhi hoon." He smiled gently and lifted her chin until her eyes met his. "Yeh faisla aapka nahi... mere dil ka hai. Duniya aapko meri patni ke naam se jaanti hogi, lekin mere liye aap meri 𝘏𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘪 ho." "Meri ibadat, meri dua, mera sukoon aur woh eklauti aurat jiske saamne mera dil khushi se jhukta hai." He leaned forward and placed a tender kiss on her forehead. "Aur jab tak meri saansein chalti rahengi yeh dil sirf tumhare liye hi dhadkega." [ You'll find the English translation inside the book. ] | 𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐱 𝐑𝐔𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 | Two broken souls. One collision of destiny. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱... It isn't just their hearts that are connected; their pasts are wound around each other in ways neither of them can imagine. And when the truth finally surfaces, it will rewrite everything they ever believed.

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞. (Standalone) 𝑷𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝑿 𝑰𝒌𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕 ━━━━⊱⋆⊰━━━━ "She slipped again." Ikshit tossed the folder onto her table. His voice was low, tight. "Atasha Rabari. Left the safehouse minutes before we reached. Almost like... someone warned her." Piya didn't flinch. She poured him coffee with a calm he didn't question. "Maybe she's lucky," she said. He stepped closer. "No. It's not luck. She moves like someone's guiding her." A beat. "Or protecting her." Her phone buzzed in her pocket - one vibration. Atasha was safe. Piya looked up at him. His eyes were on her - sharp, searching. "Then maybe you need to stop thinking like a cop..." She smiled softly. "...and start thinking like a woman who has nothing left to lose." Their eyes locked. Long. Quiet. Dangerous. Ikshit stepped closer - invading her space. Testing something he couldn't name. "And what kind of woman are you, Piya?" His voice dropped to a murmur. She didn't back away. "The kind who hides the truth behind a kiss," she whispered, kissing him. And when he kissed her - hard, desperate, confused. She was kissing him back. Knowing full well... He was chasing her best friend. While falling in love with the enemy.