"I can fight any war, face any enemy without blinking... but Dhara Tripathi? She's the one battle that gives me a headache." Vidyut Agnivanshi,29 years, an undercover commando officer whose life beats only for his country.Words are unnecessary for a man like him; danger follows him like a second skin. Calm as still water... but give him a reason, and he becomes the storm. And yet, for all the wars he has survived, Vidyut Agnivanshi made one catastrophic mistake. He married her. The one woman he cannot tolerate. The one woman who was never meant to be his bride. "If there were a human version of a stubborn, loud, and utterly insufferable donkey,it would be Vidyut Agnivanshi." Dhara Tripath,23 years old, a fierce reporter and unapologetic truth-seeker. She is a storm wrapped in elegance, sharp-minded, fiercely independent, and dangerously defiant. Her words cut like blades, each sentence a calculated strike that leaves no room for retreat. Since her teenage years, Dhara had loved the younger prince of Banaras with an obsession that blurred the line between devotion and madness. From secretly following him to finally becoming part of his world, she believed destiny had finally chosen her. Until fate laughed. One moment she was chasing her dream, and the next she was bound in marriage to the one man she cannot stand-his elder brother. Now they are trapped in a relationship neither of them wanted. He sees her as chaos in human form. She sees him as the most insufferable man alive. But when secrets begin to unravel, loyalties fracture, and betrayal lurks behind royal walls, hatred slowly turns into something far more dangerous. Because sometimes the fiercest wars aren't fought on battlefields. Sometimes they are fought between two hearts that burn too fiercely to coexist... yet refuse to stay apart. Two storms. One forced marriage. And a love that might either destroy them or set the world on fire. [मोहबत-e-dastaan] Start - 1st April,2026 End -

♡✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚ 𝕰𝖓𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝕿𝖔 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘? ♡✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚ She breathed only so she could hate his existence. She was his sworn enemy, and he would go to any extent to see her beg.

𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. He was a 21-year-old army officer, bound to get married because of a promise he made to his grandfather. He had rejected every girl without a second thought. Not because he was cold-never that. He valued life. He valued happiness. He was the sun; he was the warmth. Until the day his eyes met hers- a nineteen-year old pregnant girl. He didn't know how or why, but suddenly, no wasn't easy anymore. What began as an unforeseen moment grew into something neither of them knew how to name. This isn't history. It's a tale- a soft, healing, unforgettable story of two wounded hearts learning to trust again.

One night. One accident. One lie that turned into a lifetime of guilt. He is a man who owns empires, feared in boardrooms and worshipped by the world-yet broken at home. A single father, grieving the loss of his wife, raising a son who reminds him every day of the woman he lost. He doesn't believe in fate. He believes in revenge. And he is searching for the person responsible for his wife's death. She is Chahat-a woman who lives with a secret heavy enough to crush her soul. One drunken night, one shattered heart, one accident she believes killed an innocent woman. Protected by her politician father, she walks free in the eyes of the law... but never in her own conscience. Success becomes her punishment. Loneliness, her sentence. When a scandal forces them into a marriage of convenience, two strangers become husband and wife unaware that they are bound by the same tragedy. He hunts his wife's killer. She sleeps beside the man she destroyed. Between silent dinners, a child who slowly claims her as his, and a truth waiting to surface, love begins to grow where hatred should have lived. But when the past finally comes knocking, will love survive the truth? Because some marriages are built on promises... and some are built on guilt.

#2nd Series of Sherawat "You are my wife and you will do whatever I will say. Now start removing your clothes." He looked at his bride who was standing in front of him without any fear. "Huh...you will do whatever I say, my foot. I am Shivanya Kaur and I never bow in front of anyone. You have married me by forcing me but you can't touch me without my permission." She said with boldness. "Okay, let's see...." Just in a blink he stood up from the couch and before she could react he held her wrist and fell on the bed with her. . . . A girl was running on the streets in a mustard color punjabi bridal attire. She stopped on a road as she was just too tired from running. Soon she felt many lights. She looked up and found herself surrounded by many luxurious cars. Then she looked up at the sky from where a helicopter was landing and a dashing personality came out of it. His personality becomes more royal in his branded three piece suit. "Ab tera kya hoga Shivanya. Baba jii mein pura gurudwara mein langar karwaungi. Bas iss shaitan se bachalo..." She joined her bangle cladded hands together and looked up at the sky. "There's no way to save yourself as I am the only person who is above and in front of you..." A loud muscular voice echoed in her ears. . . . . . Adhyay Singh Sherawat is a name that commands both fear and respect, a business tycoon whose empire stretches across countless industries. Yet, despite the cold, calculating nature that defines him in the business world, there is one thing Adhyay cherishes above all else: his family and his wife 'Shivanya.' Shivanya Gill is the vibrant, Punjabi kudi, with a mischievous spark. A drama queen, with a sharp mind and a heart full of life, she is the complete opposite of Adhyay Singh Sherawat-where he is dark and brooding, she is bright and full of energy. You can also read it standalone. All rights are reserved under @Realest_thinker7.

☘︎ 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰 𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑪𝑶𝑴 "𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝑪𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒌𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒌 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒊-𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓,𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒐𝒔" 𝑺𝑨𝑵𝑨 𝑨𝑮𝑨𝑹𝑾𝑨𝑳 , all she ever wanted was a place to call her own. As the eldest daughter of a loud, loving joint family in Dehradun, she's spent her life putting others first-until one day, this girl who was sunrise in human form-glowing with old Bollywood songs, her jhumkas chiming like temple bells, and her chai always had that extra spoon of sugar to match the drama in her day, dares to put herself first and buys a cozy little house in Delhi. Her dream home. A space without constant knocks on the door, unsolicited advice, or shared cupboards. Except-plot twist-it's already been sold. To 𝑲𝑨𝑰𝑹𝑨𝑽 𝑨𝑯𝑼𝑱𝑨 . The overly logical, emotionally constipated NRI from New York, the one who cursed mornings but still showed up-clutching a cup of black coffee with zero sugar as bitter as his overactive mind, noise-cancelling headphones on and wearing sarcasm like cologne, has returned not for a vacation-but for a memory, to buy back the house where he grew up, the house that once belonged to his parents, divorced parents. For him, it's not just property-it's a piece of his childhood. Now what ? Both have legal papers. Both want the house And neither is willing to leave. So what do they do? Exactly what any two stubborn people would do- They stay . Together . Become accidental housemates 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 the Mr.Fraud seller is found. And then? let's just say-𝑩𝒂𝒂𝒕 𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒂𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒊 , 𝒑𝒂𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒍 𝒕𝒂𝒌 𝒋𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒆- Because sometimes the wrong house can yo

Ahana and Manvika met in New York and became soul sisters. Ahana, an orphan, never experienced a parent's love, while Manvika had a family that never cared for her. Despite their painful pasts, they became each other's strength. But a horrific accident changed their lives forever. The tragedy left Ahana needing facial reconstruction surgery-giving her an identical face to Manvika. Now, Ahana lives as Manvika, hiding her true identity. Meanwhile, the real Manvika was left paralyzed, losing half of herself, including her voice, as her vocal cords were damaged beyond repair. Ahana concealed the truth, while Manvika, drowning in self-hatred, wished for death. But can love find its way back to them? Will they ever get the justice they deserve?

Kahani, 19-too young to have seen so much, yet forced to carry a past she never truly understood. Once married to Rishi, her life changed before she could even make sense of it. Abhi, 26-mature, composed, and deeply devoted. A man who loved once, and lost everything when Ananya left the world... leaving behind not just memories, but a final wish. A wish that binds two strangers into a marriage neither of them chose. What begins as an obligation slowly turns into something neither expected. Tropes: Second Chance at Love Arranged Marriage Love After Loss Slow Burn Found Family Emotional Healing From Responsibility to Love Soft Domestic Romance Protective & Gentle Male Lead