First book in mahajan series 🦋✨ Stand-alone ✨🦋 ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Arnav : kyu itni naadan bane? Ek paagal ka armaan bane? Shreeja : Ab lout k Jana mushkil hai Maine chhod dia hai jag saara Isilie tujhse mai pyaar karun Ki tu ek baadal aawara ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── "I ran away from the wedding cause...I LOVE SOMEONE ELSE." Aarohi dropped a bomb in her house. "Who is that guy?" Her father asked angrily yet grumpily. "DEVANSH" Devansh chocked on his water. All her friends and cousins looked at her with widened eyes. "What?" Everyone asked in synch. "Y..yeah." She held his arm and pulled him infront of her hitler like father. "He is shocked because he came to know this today." She grinned infront of him signalling to agree but smiled fake infront of the family. "H..haan.., haan mujhe bhi...aaj hi pata chala" he laughed awkwardly. Which was somewhat true ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── "Yeh..aap....neeche utariye mujhe!" She stammered nervously when shikhar lifted her up in his arms. "Sapne dekhna chhod dijie biwi ji." He smirked. "Ab to aapke charan zameen ko tab hi sparsh karenge jab aap ye admit karengi I danced better than shreeja in the party." He teased her. "Wo to Mai kabhi admit nahi karungi." She rolled her eyes. "Then hamesha k lie meri baahon me aise hi rehne k lie taiyaar ho jaiye premika ji." ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Their worlds are different,situations are different, conditions are different and even curriers are different but still they are bound together. Bound by a hidden string called friendship. Bound by a little spark called love. Let's see how their destinies collide. With your dearest Isha. Starting date : August 26, 2025 [Tuesday]. ❤️ Ending date :

In the 18th century, Princess Siya Kumari of Mewar Face a swayamvar arranged by her father, knowing her choice was already made. Her longing for freedom contrasts with her royal duty. Meanwhile, in modern Mumbai, ruthless billionaire Ekansh Rathore dismisses emotions as weaknesses. His world collides with Siya's when she inexplicably time-travels to his era and faints in front of his car. Ekansh, intrigued by Siya despite his skepticism, helps her and begins investigating her mysterious background. Siya, disoriented by the modern world, is drawn to Ekansh's complexity, while he is captivated by her grace. Their interactions reveal a deep, unexpected connection that challenges their beliefs and emotional barriers. As their bond grows, they confront their pasts and insecurities. Facing personal demons and adapting to new realities, they find that their meeting might be more than coincidence. Their journey becomes a transformative exploration of love, healing, and a chance to reshape their destinies together. ********* Ekansh: "You know, Siya, I never believed in fate or love... not until you appeared in my life. You walked out of a different time, but it feels like you were meant to be here, in my world, with me." ................................ Author Note: ...................................................... Please first read 5 Chapters to Decide if you like or not🥲 ..................................................... feel free to comment

His mom said to him forget about her you lost in the darkness, I lost my lovely child..... Mom kaise bhool jau use jaan hai wo meri......agar wo na mili to mai isi andhere me mar jaunga lekin kbhi bhi roshni me nhi aaunga uske bina... SAMRAT said to him, "forget about her what if she has died and you are finding her like a fucking mad." Zayn replied " if she is died I'll still find her , if I end up get her grave then I'll marry her grave, her soul and her graves flower but I want only her. He was finding her location after finding out her location his heart pounding in his chest like it will rip out of his chest. He increased his car full speed to reach her as soon as possible without caring about his own life.... "MON AMOR" (MY LOVE) I'm coming....... What did he see.....? A marriage hall. His darkened and anger boiling inside whose visphot as volcano and after that everything is ruined. A marriage hall changed into a graveyard.....

In the shadows of their broken past... Aryaveer Oberoi, a billionaire with a heart of stone, and Shreshtha Agnihotri, a heiress with a soul of ice. Both are broken, shattered by the dark mystery of their past. Shreshtha's lost trust in the eyes and their emotions. She thinks that eyes can lie too. As the fate brings them together again, they're forced to confront the demons they've been running from. And then comes the.....darkness Will Aryaveer and Shreshtha find redemption in each other's arms, or will their past destroy them once and for all? Will they ever find love or the darkness of the past will burn them into ashes ? But the question remains..... " Who do you hate, Shreshtha" And then, a whisper, a name, a truth that will change everything: "Aryaveer" Coming soon...........

"Losing to you never felt like losing" .................. Most love stories start with butterflies, stolen glances, and some cheesy background music. This one? It started with a disaster. Nishika Dewedi had a simple plan: lie a little, fix the mess, and move on with her life. But fate had other ideas. Because somehow, that tiny, innocent lie snowballed into a full-fledged marriage. And not just with anyone. Oh no, she was now legally stuck with Agastya Agnihotri-aka the human version of a corporate PowerPoint: sharp, blunt, and painfully serious. (He's actually the cutest, most endearing pookie to ever exist, but she doesn't have to know that yet.) He was brutally honest, annoyingly quick-witted, and way too unpredictable for her liking. She was stubborn, independent, and one sarcastic remark away from losing it. They had nothing in common except one unfortunate contract that said husband and wife. No romance, no fairytale-just a business deal with an expiry date. Or so they thought. Because if life had taught them anything, it was that things never, ever go as planned.

| Standalone Book 1 | (Under Editing)(Completed) Love? Pfft. Rivalry? Absolutely. Renya and Hriday-academic rivals, expert eye-rollers, and probably each other's biggest headaches. She thinks he's annoyingly cocky. He thinks she's frustratingly stubborn. Their friends? Stuck in the middle of their endless bickering. But between stolen glances, sarcastic comebacks, and maybe just maybe a few heart-racing moments, one question remains-will they ever admit what's really going on? (Spoiler: Denial is their favorite sport.) Welcome to Entangled Hearts-where academic wars turn into something way messier: feelings.

"Don't come too close...I am not good for you" I said. . . . He leaned in leaving no space between us . . . . "Yah, you are right!! You are not good , you are the best for me" saying this he smashed his lips with mine..... . . . . Tropes -friends to lovers -abusive marriage -possesive he innocent her -romcom -ceo×desi girl -healing -revenge -forbidden love . . . . . . A/N: This story contains explicit scenes such as rape, torture, mental abuse, etc....which might trigger some reader so kindly read it on ur own risk.

#Top 1 in india(7/11/24) "𝑯𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆, 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔... 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒚-𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅." A mafia kingpin. A woman who defies him. Ansh Singhania marries Maahi Malhotra, not for love, but for revenge so deep he wants to kill her every day. Yet, Maahi protects him from an unknown enemy, risking her life to save the man who wants her dead. Why does he hate her? Who is she saving him from? The answer lies in their shared, tragic past, a secret that binds them in a lethal dance of hate and devotion.

⋆𐔌𝐑𝐇𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐌𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ~ 𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤.ᐟ ₊ ꒱ For those who love, ❝she wanted to be someone's khawaish and not someone's need... unknown of the fact she was his everything❞ Kind of trope. ★ ────── · · ⋆.𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓶𝓪 -A simple middle-class girl, with a heart as pure as chasni and a tongue sharp as a scissor. She believed she had failed in everything she ever tried-whether it was friendship, being the perfect student, the ideal daughter, or winning the love of her crush. At just an 11th grader, she was already earning for her family by teaching younger kids. Balancing studies, responsibilities, and her own silent battles wasn't easy, yet she kept fighting. She was a - "Chahun mai ya na" girl. 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ───── 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝓞𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓲 ˙⋆. -Everyone saw him as nothing more than a rich, spoiled kid. But beneath those expensive jackets and that mask of a teasing smile, he carried scars he believed would never heal. What he craved wasn't wealth or admiration, but something far simpler - attention and love, feelings he had never truly known. He didn't long to be loved; he longed to feel loved. He was a - "tu jane na" boy. ⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣ ‧₊˚✧ She didn't buy her important biology notes cause she wanted to gift him something he can treasure forever on their last day. Unknown of how he didn't sleep for two months so that he can write all the notes for her, knowing how she never took things bought from someone else's money. "tumhe to sitare pasand nahi the..." she said teasingly, while sitting beside him. "tumse nahi mila tha kabhi" He replied staring in her eyes, hoping to see her smile she did.

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