Everyone fights from the world to protect and get their love, but in this story, the villain of their love will be themselves. They'll have to fight with their own demons to conquer their love. To get their happily ever after, they will need to trust again to let someone enter the walls of their heart again. Will they be able to give it a chance? Will they be able to conquer their love over their past? Will they ever be able to fight themselves for themselves? The two are broken hearts arranged by their family to heal each other. The ending was not supposed to be the one the author has decided to give them, but no one deserves the ending the author has decided for them.

CAN BE READ AS STAND STAND-ALONE. This book serves as a prequel to Twisted Family of Sikandars, focusing on Aairah and Hayaan's journey from their first meeting to their early married life. This story is a journey through time-a tale of love, longing, and the inevitable pull of fate. Aairah fell first. She fell hard, surrendering her heart to a man who barely acknowledged its existence. For four long years, she loved him in silence, watching from a distance as her feelings grew deeper, stronger, and more unshakable. Hayaan Sikandar, the man who had unknowingly captured her heart, was a force of nature-powerful, untouchable, and entirely uninterested in love. But destiny has a way of playing its own games.

Meerah is a 17-year-old Pakistani girl living abroad in Dubai. After three long years, she returns to Pakistan for her cousin's wedding... though something tells me it won't be the only wedding happening 👀😏 Dear Reader, First of all, thank you for picking up His Wild Cat. Whether you stumbled across it by accident or followed the trail of chaos, romance, and mystery on purpose-welcome. This story isn't just about a mafia heir and the wild-hearted girl who drives him insane (and maybe secretly saves him). It's about secrets kept too long, love that comes at the worst possible time, and the kind of tension that makes you want to scream at the characters... and then hug them. Every scene was written with passion, frustration, laughter, and the occasional snack break. Some characters made me fall in love. Others made me want to throw my laptop out the window. But all of them became real to me-and I hope they will for you too. So buckle up. You're about to dive into a story of stolen glances, hidden feelings, family drama, late-night tension, and yes-a wild cat that no one can tame. WARNING ⚠️ THERE ARE TWO PLOT TWISTS IN THIS NOVEL. With love (and a bit of mischief), [Your delulu aurther 😉] Author of His Wild Cat

This is not just a love story-it's a battlefield of truth, betrayal, and justice. When hearts break and loyalties are tested, love itself becomes the sharpest weapon. Oberoi's Bahu 2: When Love Turns into a War of Justice will pull you into a storm where every choice changes destiny.

This is the story of 6 couples who were in a friend group in childhood but the main leads are Ishaan malhotra and Raina sharma. There childhood gang which was formed due to the close friendship of Malhotra and Sharma family. The group was broken 6 years ago due to the movement of its members in different areas..yet their families frendship remained the same still. Raina sharma is the 17 years old extrovert girl who crushes over her childhood friend Ishaan malhotra who is an introvert boy , moved to Mumbai due to his father's construction contract after 6th class leaving the chaos of his group along with his family, later they again shift in Delhi after 6 years. As Raina finds out that he is back how will there love story begins ? Everything was changed after 6 years, their friendship and there bond. How will two different personalities fall in love? What will happen to the other friends lovestory? Ishaan Malhotra X Raina sharma Aastha Malhotra X Abhijeet Sharma Vishika Sharma X karan Malhotra Prerna Sharma X Prashant Malhotra Mehek Shivhare X Nakul Malhotra Vedansh X Unnati Sharma

" 𝐼𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑑." ───※ ·❆· ※─── Aisha , her name alone melts the coldest hearts, and her bright smile brightens their days. The cheery, bright, and sometimes sarcastic tech geek came to Mumbai not by plan but to carve her own story, seeking peace and leaving chaos behind. "Mumbai, the new city to me, has given me a fresh start, a chance to be who I want to be. I just hope it doesn't end up being something I regret," she says with a hopeful smile. Is it really a new start, or merely the continuation of a story left behind? ☆★☆★☆★☆ Fate reunites the oldest bonds. She encounters elites who are unfamiliar yet forms genuine connections with them. She never thought she could be loved or love in return, but unbeknownst to her, someone has been in love with her since childhood. His love, once found, turns into an obsession. Yet Beneath their shimmering façades, everyone hides their pain, anger, and true selves. Even Aisha, with her sparkly exterior, conceals dark secrets. But for how long? ☆★☆★☆★☆ Why does she suffer in the end? Why does she face betrayal, hurt, and hate when she's nothing but an innocent victim from the day she was born? Does she regret coming to Mumbai? "No, I don't regret it. I found love and care, even if only for a fleeting moment amidst all the betrayals and pain," she whispers with a faint smile. "Do it, Ma. Kill me. Shoot it." Is it really her end? The biggest question arises: why did she ask her mother to kill her? Uncover the truth in " 𝐆𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐬: 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐺𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑂𝑓 𝑆𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑆𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑠 ".

Ayaat × Shahmeer ( Also can be read as a standalone novel) . . . . . . . . . "Let me make this clear from the very beginning-" But she interrupted. Lifting her veil slowly, She faced him. Her tone was calm, but her soul trembled behind her words. "I don't have any expectations from this bond," she said steadily. "You've given me your name-that's enough. You'll always be my sister's husband. I'm not here to demand a place in your life. I know exactly where I stand." He watched her, caught off guard by her sudden fire yet nodded. "Good. That saves us both the trouble. And Stick to that. Because I won't tolerate promises you can't keep." He said sharply. Her scent lingered between them...a soft, familiar trace of coconut. He took a small step back, as if her presence had caught him off guard. As if it stirred something he wasn't ready to face-something unsettling, achingly familiar... and utterly forbidden. ★★★★★★★★★★★ When two broken souls, Ayaat and Shahmeer, are bound by an unwanted marriage, they treat each other as nothing more than a forbidden past. Grief, guilt, duty, hate.. defines their bond... until fate begins to rewrite their story. They fall.....slowly, unknowingly, and effortlessly. But will they remain shackled by hate, guilt? Or will they finally allow themselves a chance to live... and love again? Troupes: Arranged Marriage, Second Marriage, Brother in law, Twin sisters, Billionaire, Slow burn, Heartbreak, Trauma, Obsession, Romance, Hate-Love, Baby, Grumpy × Sunshine, Businessman × Designer, Healing each other, Mature themes, Second Chance. ⚠️Content Warning : This story contains Mature Themes. Details will be found inside💗

He married her for his son. He never meant to fall for her. But some hearts don't ask for permission. They just break the rules. Rudra Singh Rathore is ice-unfeeling, untouchable, and utterly devoted to the only person who matters: his abandoned two-year-old son. Love? Dead. Trust? Buried. All he needs is a mother for his child, not a wife. Enter Aadhya Verma-kind-hearted, steel-spined, and completely unprepared for the storm she's walking into. An arranged marriage. A broken family. A man who warns her not to hope. But Aadhya doesn't listen to warnings. And Rudra doesn't see her coming. She softens his silence. She becomes his son's entire world. And slowly, painfully... she starts to matter. This was never supposed to be love. But fate has no mercy-and hearts have no rules. When the walls fall, will he choose to love her... or lose her forever? Highest ranks: #1 in indian romance(MT) #1 in enimesturnedloversvibes(MT) #1 in healingtogether #1 in pastrelationships(MT) #1 in jealoushero #1 in traumahealing #1 in fathersonbond(MT) #1 in independentheroine #1 in Wattpad(MT) #1 in singledad(MT) #1 in loveafterpain(MT) #1 in indian(MT) #1 in pastrelationship #1 in slowburnromance(MT) #2 in Indian romance(MT) #2 in slowburnromance #2 in healingtogether #2 in independentheroine #2 in Wattpad(MT) #2 in emotionaltrauma #3 in pastrelationships #3 in fatedlove #3 in indian romance il #3 in singledad #3 in fatedlove #4 in fantasy #4 in singleparent #4 in breastfeeding ( MT) #5 in breastfeeding #8 in breastfeeding #8 in romance #3 in strongfemalelead #6 in indian #6 in romcom #3 in familydrama(MT) #4 in familydrama #4 in indian romance #7 in enimesturnedloversvibe #9 in slowburnromance #2 in indian #5 in Wattpad #9 in Wattpad #9 in familydrama #9 in slowburnromance #9 in pastrelationships #7 in pastrelationships #4 in pastrelationships #8 in arrange marriage

The love and freedom they both deprived of. A love story that never got written the way it could've. Miran Hamidi was twelve when his father sent him away. He was too angry to settle down and too stubborn to live under the same roof. . Aayat grew up in the same house, but they never really knew each other. He was the absent cousin who never looked her way. Their paths only crossed during Eid greetings and polite nods. They didn't have a connection. There was no warmth or hatred, just a distant respect rooted in tradition. Five years after his return, the silence changed. It started small-a cold glance, a sharp word, misunderstood gestures. What had been indifference slowly turned into tension and discomfort. ____________________ Aayat - "Miran bhai... main-main ne sirf ek class bunk ki thi." Miran : "Tumne sirf ek class bunk ki thi... aur izzat ka kafan bhi utar diya saath mein?" _____________________ Miran: "Scene mukammal hai. Ab agar koi taali baja de toh drama bhi khatam ho. Aayat : "Sir dard ho raha tha. Woh bas-" Miran:"Sir ya jism ka? Saaf bata do, aaj toh tum dono tayyar dikh rahe ho." ______________________ But love doesn't come from names on a nikahnama. And hatred doesn't need to be loud to exist. A story of missed timings, a woman who craved dignity and patriarchal man who only controls. This isn't a love story. It's the slow unraveling of two strangers forced into closeness, under the same roof, under the same name.

A princess who was abondend by her loved ones💔 but protected by strangers ❤️......... let's dive in story..... pls ignore grammical mistakes