[PARTITION ROMANCE] 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?

"If I lose something valuable, what would you do?" Tara asked. "If I can replace it, I will. But if not, I'll hug the life out of you and make up for the loss with extra love." "What if I annoy you?" "I'll bear with you," he said, a teasing smile playing on his lips. "What if I make a mistake?" she pressed. "I'll scold you... but while holding you close to me, so you know I'm not really upset." "What if I act like a brat?" Shivansh's eyes softened. "Then I'll pamper you even more, until you're too spoiled to stay mad." Tara laughed, and it was a sound that brought warmth to his chest. "And what if I just keep blabbering on like this?" she asked, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Then, just like now, I'll keep listening to you," he said, and there was a depth in his voice that made her heart skip a beat. ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. "I need a mother-in-law who's down for coffee dates and a father-in-law I can gossip with for hours. And let's not forget-I want his brothers and sisters to join me for some serious shopping sprees. Fuck this 'My man should only love me,' If I'm doing this, I want a family that treats me like their daughter, not just a daughter-in-law!" ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. "Do you always have to shoulder everything alone, Vansh?" "I'm the eldest. It's my responsibility, Jaan." ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. He thought he could handle everything on his own until she walked into his life and showed him what it means to lean on someone. Their love is a gentle breeze in a world full of chaos. Join them in their tale of finding comfort, acceptance, and the beautiful mess of family.

She is a heart surgeon and he is her heart patient... Abhiraj x Naina Mafia x Doctor ✿✧♡.｡⁠*HATRED LOVE .⁠｡⁠*⁠♡✧✿ When Passion Turns Hate Into Desire ABHIRAJ SINGH RAJPUT is a man who doesn't forgive. Betrayal to him is a debt paid in blood. Cold, ruthless, and commanding, he rules his world with an iron fist. NAINA SHEKHWAT is a woman who saves lives, not destroys them. A heart surgeon with a fierce spirit, she believes in healing-even those who seem beyond redemption. But fate is cruel. He hunts her like a predator, blinded by vengeance. She stands tall, refusing to bow. In a game where love and hate tangle, who will fall first? ABHIRAJ: "You can run, sweetheart, but you can't hide. Sooner or later, you'll find yourself right where you belong-under me, or at my mercy. Your choice." NAINA: "If you think I'll break, you don't know me at all. You might hold the gun but I decide whether you pull the trigger." When the line between passion and destruction blurs, will love bloom-or will hatred consume them whole?

At a big Mansion. A group of people are sitting around the dining room. "Dadi, I wouldn't like to repeat. So I'm not at all ready for marriage again. I wouldn't like to fool myself. So just leave.. leave me alone" Man said calmly yet coldly. Then he left the room. Somewhere else A lady was standing next to the window gazing the sky. Tears were rolling down her cheeks when she was seeing the bright moon. "I'm Sorry...! I want you to be live happily. I hope you're happy now. Even I'm because you've given me a gift. I love you always. I love you" "Momma, you're thinking about that man?" A small girl asked.

-: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?"

Prem-Leela Series Book- 01 (Art of seduction) 𝐌𝐫𝐬. 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐥 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 (𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐣 𝐱 𝐒𝐢𝐲𝐚) "Marry me, Siya," his voice whispered. I should have laughed. I should have refused. What place did I have in his grand world of palaces and politics? And yet, I found myself saying yes. In a sunlit courtyard filled with the fragrance of marigolds and the cheers of villagers, I became Mrs. Regal Rathore, Queen of Raipur. But this was more than a marriage; it was a rebirth. Mature content ahead! Started - 4.07.2024 Ended - 6.04.2025 Copyrightnwanaa©2024_™

"PLAYERS OF DESTINY" Book 1 of 'SHADES OF DESTINY' Rehan Malhotra A 29-year-old businessman and eligible in the country. King of Corporate World. Also a famous jewelry designer in the country and COO of Silver Stone. Mayra Singhania, A 24 year old businesswoman. Is known as the princess of the hospitality industry. Is also the most sacred COO of her family business. Arhaan Kapoor A 29-year-old businessman and Eligible Bachelor of the country King Of Architectural World. Also the CEO of a famous Jewellery Company. Twinkle Singh Taneja A 24-year-old businesswoman. Is the queen of the Cosmetic Industry. CEO of her family business. DESTINY PLAYED WITH THEIR LIFE, THEY PLAYED WITH DESTINY. TWO BROKEN SOULS HEALING EACH OTHER TWO SOUL LOVE AND LOST EACH OTHER TO MEET EACH OTHER AGAIN.

Love story started with his obsession " you are mine and no one dares to see what belongs to me I owe every inch and part of you" " I am not yours it's just a forced alliance and I do what I want you are no one to me" "You don't know what I can do sweetheart be my good girl"

𝐕𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐏𝐔𝐓 Who lost his parents at the tender age of nine. Raised by his compassionate uncle and aunt, he carried the weight of abandonment and sorrow throughout his life. At 26, he believed he had finally found love, only to be deceived by the woman he trusted, leaving him heartbroken and disillusioned. Since then, Vihaan has rejected the idea of love, locking away any hope of healing. 𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 who grew up in a home devoid of affection. After the death of her mother, her father remarried, bringing a cruel stepmother into their lives. Despite enduring abuse, her pain went unnoticed by both her father and brother. When she married the man she thought would protect her, Ishaaani's life turned into a nightmare. Betrayed, abused, and ultimately abandoned, she fled, seeking refuge with her maternal relatives. Bound by a contract marriage, Vihaan and Ishaani are two broken souls who agree to live as strangers, with no expectation of love or affection. But as they pretend to be the perfect couple for the world, will the ghosts of their pasts lead them to find solace in each other? Or will their union become yet another chapter in their painful journeys?

Book 1 of "Arranged Marriage" Series Dive into this Arranged Marriage which is spicy, salty and sweet. They saw, they fought, they quarrelled and they lived........ Enter into their life full of chaos and calm . . . . . . . . . . . . "Don't you fucking dare to touch my things. My family wanted a daughter-in-law and I wanted a wife for name-sake to ascend the throne of Rathores. So stay away from me and my things." He angrily spat. I was on the verge of breaking my patience. What do he think of himself. "DO YOU GET IT?" He yelled. And that's it. It was my saturation point. "NO!!!!, I don't get it and yes DO NOT YELL!!! I can also do that. May be better than you, so keep your voice down and I am not interested in you and your belongings from the fucking beginning. So don't worry I won't interfere in your personal space." I quoted the "personal space" giving pressure to that word. I think he is awestruck or may be shocked that I gave him a reply. He came close, I mean deadly closer that our breaths mingled together. But I didn't budge from my position. We were only a inch far from each other. He literally hovered over me and I thought that the night will last long in fighting with the monster of my husband. But he just glared deadly at me and stormed off to the washroom slamming the door shut. Then I released the breath which I didn't even notice I was holding. . . . . . . Strong male and female characters Grumpy x Sunshine Arrogant x Sweet South Indian girl