Their hate has no origin. They hate each other just cause. They were born to two best friends who would even give their own lives for each other. But but, these two give tough competition to their fathers. They would take each other's lives if need be. They studied in the same school, even in the same class till the age of eighteen only for her to move away for a few years. In these ten years, their lives changed drastically. Where he is known for his merciless punches, she is recognized by her fashion label. Despite being few months younger than him, she knows how to prevail over him, and he knows this just as well because he lets her. Would the love of adulthood overpower the hate of childhood? Would this distance simmer their hate or ignite a passion?

BRIDE SERIES BOOK 1 Let's join the journey Of Rajveer and Advika💕 What this accidental arrianged marriage brings for them.. Will love bloom between them? Or destiny has some other plans!!

❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |

"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.

In the elite halls of High Crest University, he is feared. Revered. Untouchable. Professor Abhimanyu Chauhan is a man of many faces-one, a cold and brilliant academic; the other, a ruthless mafia king cloaked in shadows and sin. A hacker who commands empires, a killer who hides behind calm eyes and a tailored suit. For seven long years, he's watched Harshita Rathi from the shadows. His obsession. His madness. His future. But Harshita doesn't know the devil is closer than her breath. All she sees is a man she loathes-arrogant, controlling, suffocating. The professor who unnerves her. The stranger whose presence haunts her dreams. What happens when the man she despises... claims her as his bride? What happens when she realizes he's been controlling her world all along? In a world where love is possession, and obsession is lethal- Will she escape the chains of his love, or will she burn beneath it?

A sweet love story between a final year MA student and the Professor. Completed ♥️ Ramona Rajvanshi A girl who lives away from the world of chasing men. But what would happen if she falls in love with her own professor. Asher Evans A man who always maintains a distance in his personal and private life. A half Korean and half American. What would happen if he falls for his own student. This is my first time writing hope you all like it. Tropes. Professor × Student grumpy ×badass love at first sight Indian girl × Firangi boy Ever heard the song tumhe jo maine dekha 💖 Super impressive Rankings at least to me🥹🤭. #1 in badass on 27 September 2024 #1 in cuteness on 18 December 2024 #1 in comedy-romance on 14 December 2024 #1 in straight on 5 January 2025

He was her worst mistake. She was the only thing he ever wanted but could never have. Ahaan Rathore-cricket's golden boy, ruthless, untouchable, and dangerously obsessed. A man who never played by the rules, except for one-Abhira Malhotra was off-limits. Until she wasn't. When a scandal forces them into a contract marriage, Ahaan sees his chance to claim the only woman who ever challenged him. She hates him. He craves her. She fights for control; he thrives on breaking her. But Abhira isn't just a pawn in his game. She's a queen who makes her own rules. And when she steps too close to the darkness surrounding his world, Ahaan will do anything-lie, fight, destroy-to keep her in his arms. Even if it means becoming her worst nightmare. A story of obsession, love, and a game where only one rule matters-**she belongs to him**

𝐀𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐲 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐞𝐡𝐠𝐚𝐥 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 | 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 -𝟏| 𝟐𝟏+ - - - "You think you can buy me off like the rest of your pawns, Reyansh?" "I don't need to buy you, Athira. I'll break you... make you beg. And you'll fucking love it." - - - To the world, Athira Roy is perfection-a golden girl, the epitome of grace, smiles, and charm. But the moment Reyansh Sehgal enters the room, her light extinguishes into a dim flicker. They say power is everything, but what happens when the rich heiress is forced to marry the heir to the most dangerous mafia empire? When love, hate, and dominance blur together until the lines don't exist? When secrets buried so deep, they were never meant to be uncovered, come crawling to the surface? Their worlds were never meant to collide-but when they do, it's destructive, chaotic, and inevitable. Because once those secrets start unraveling. They'll be bound by more than just fates. And neither of them will be able to escape.