𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐚 never imagined that her first year of college would begin with a marriage she wasn't prepared for... And definitely not with 𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 - the campus heartthrob, gym freak, extrovert, and the boy every girl dreams of. She is shy, soft, and chubby. He is bold, confident, and terrifyingly handsome. Two opposites. One unexpected marriage. A secret that no one in campus can know. But the more they hide... the closer they fall. Because sometimes, your stranger husband becomes the only person your heart chooses. Tropes: • Arranged marriage • Secret marriage • Sunshine × Grumpy • College romance • Age gap • Possessive ML • Shy FL • Slow burn • Forced proximity • Hidden relationship ⚠️ Warnings: • Mature themes • Slowburn romance • Jealous/Possessive moments • Family drama • Light emotional scenes

"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.

Vaishnavi didn't leave Dev to escape him. She left because staying was killing her slower. Separation was supposed to be peace. It became war. Quiet. Invisible. Inevitable. Inside the Rathore mansion, she isn't a princess anymore. Not a daughter. It's not a mistake that can be corrected. She's a trigger. A walking fault line. Every corridor whispers her past. Every shadow feels like it's watching her bleed in silence. She lives in a house that once worshipped her name and now pretends she never existed. And far away-yet dangerously close-Dev feels it. The distance doesn't soften him. It sharpens him. The man who once restrained himself for her is losing his patience with mercy. His aura coils are dark and controlled, burning beneath the surface like magma waiting for a fracture. Every lie the Rathores swallowed. Every truth, Vaishnavi stitched into her silence. Every wound she never named. He feels them all. Because she is no longer shielded by his shadow. And he is no longer protecting the world from himself. This isn't heartbreak. It's a fuse. Because Dev without Vaishnavi is not calmer. He is deadlier. And Vaishnavi without Dev is not safer. She is unguarded. Secrets don't stay buried when two empires breathe the same air. Blood remembers. Trauma leaks. Truth claws its way out. Every step Vaishnavi takes inside that house rewrites the past. Every breath Dev takes outside, it promises destruction. They are still bound. Not by proximity. Not by vows. Not by words. But by a bond, violent enough to burn kingdoms once it snaps back into place. And when they collide again- It won't be emotional. It won't be gentle. It won't be merciful. It will be a reckoning. Because what's coming next isn't love. It's inevitable. 🔥

An indian sports romance He holds the bat. She holds the mic. Without anyone knowing that they hold a secret together. He is the country's most worshiped cricketer-cold, disciplined and less interested in media and paparazzi. She is this nation's rising journalist- clumsy, determined and filled with grace. Would they fall for each other or destiny gonna test their limits of love? 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: Sports romance He fell first Cricketer X Journalist Forbidden love Hidden relationship Soft X Chaotic Rom com

𝙁𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 "𝘼𝙢𝙢𝙖 𝙏𝙞𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙮" he whispered, rocking the toy gently. The boy who was a powerful police officer now, Her son forgotten everything, his name , her name and the way he lived as a powerful officer in this world. And his mother Parvathi decided, if her son could not remember who he was... maybe a new life would teach him how to live again. Jeon Jennie the family's eldest daughter, was to marry Kim Taehyung , an arranged match, fixed in urgency, born from desperation. But Jennie was in love with someone else... And on the day of her muhurtham, when the temple bells began to chime and the sacred fire was lit, she vanished like smoke in the wind. In the stunned silence that followed, eyes turned to her younger brother the omega 𝙅𝙚𝙤𝙣 𝙅𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙤𝙤𝙠 The boy who had always stayed quiet. The boy with eyes too deep for his age. The boy who had watched Taehyung from afar, never daring to dream of his partner. "Put him in her place, he is a omega" someone whispered. "The muhurtham can't go to waste or I can say the promise u made mr Jeon" And Jungkook, bound by duty, shame, and something even deep love he never dared to name stepped forward, draped in his sister's red silk saree. At the mandapam, Taehyung looked up from his tiger plushie and smiled. "Are you my bride?" Jungkook's heart cracked and bloomed all at once. "Yes," he whispered. "𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧'𝙨" And so, under a sky still mourning with rain, two strangers were tied together one who forgot love, and one who had always held it quietly. A forgotten officer. A substitute bride. A marriage not of fate but of fire, silence, and second chances. ✅Top - Taehyung ✅Bottom- Jungkook ✅No- cheating ✅No-skin ship with others ✅ Family drama ✅ Happy ending

*𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢.* Book 1 of ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs. A Royal Romance story. "Every curve of you is made to fit into my hands. My hands and my hands only." He lowered his mouth to her shoulder again, trailed moist lips to the nape of her neck. "Don't worry, My Angel," he whispered. "I'm made for your hands, too." ✧ Nikolai Ivanovich Petrov isn't just the youngest son of the Russian royal family-he's a mafia lord, a storm in human form. With the looks of a Greek God, he's a dangerous blend of beauty and power. His empire stretches across continents, built on fear, loyalty, and blood. Power is his addiction, and he's willing to do anything to claim it. To solidify his control, he needs one thing: a marriage. Not for love. Not for desire. But as a strategic weapon. And Radhika Bhardwaj, the naive daughter of a broken family, is the perfect pawn. Radhika was never meant for this world. A girl who once dreamed of freedom, now trapped in a marriage that serves nothing but Nikolai's ambitions. She didn't choose him. She didn't even get a say. Nikolai didn't care for her innocence or her life. For him, she was just another piece in his game. But in her, Nikolai sees something no one else has ever dared to show him: vulnerability, and a spark of light that might set fire to his world. Two worlds crash. Two souls collide. He doesn't care if she hates him. But he will own her anyway. "I hate you," she said. "I hate you too, baby," he replied. A man whose control over everything is absolute, can a single woman change the rules, or will she be crushed under his weight?

"The SEA was never peaceful." They called it Shivayan Elite Academy, but everyone knew it by another name - The SEA. A place where the rich were born kings, and the rest learned how to drown. Power ruled here. Fear was currency. Status decided everything. And the one who controlled both... was Dev Rathore. He was everything people feared and secretly desired - tall, ruthless, breathtakingly confident. The Rathore heir. The boy whose family owned half the country and ruled the academy like their personal kingdom. They called him The Dragon of the SEA, because no one could get close to him without getting burned. But even monsters have a weakness. Dev's weakness had a name - Pakhi Ghosh. Beautiful. Brilliant. Too gentle for a world this cruel. She was the only one who dared to meet Dev's eyes and not bow. The only one he couldn't break, couldn't scare, couldn't let go of - - because he was already obsessed with her. Pakhi never asked for this life. She wanted books, quiet corners, and peace - not attention, not power, and definitely not Dev Rathore's dangerous kind of love... But she told herself she could endure it. At least, that's what she thought... until HE appeared. He walked in with nothing - no fancy surname, no expensive uniform. Just an old backpack and eyes that saw everything. Shiv Malhotra - the new scholarship student. The quiet nerd no one cared to know. Except... he wasn't what he seemed. Behind those glasses hid Shivansh Roy Singhania - the true heir of the empire the Rathores had betrayed. The real owner of the SEA. But the moment HE saw Her - his entire plan began to crack. And just like that, everything shifted. The SEA trembled. Even SEA Hunters, the academy's deadliest game created by Dev himself, began glitching - Because the Real Hunter had finally arrived. Two kings.One Sea. And a girl who didn't want to be saved -but became the reason neither of them would back down. 'The Sea was never peaceful.'

Kim Taehyung, the most feared mafia boss, has never made a mistake in his life-until now. His men were supposed to kidnap the Prime Minister's son... Instead, they kidnapped Jeon Jungkook. A menace. A walking disaster. A problem with legs. Now, Taehyung isn't just dealing with a hostage-he's dealing with a human hurricane who: ✔ Steals his gun to open snack packets. ✔ Becomes besties with his deadliest assassins. ✔ Escapes... only to come back because he "forgot his charger." Returning Jungkook should be easy. So why does Taehyung suddenly not want to let him go?

Neither of them chose this marriage but destiny didn't give them a choice. One entered with a motive. The other because she had nowhere else to go. But in a bond forged by force and fate... can love ever bloom? Supradeep Shekhawat is a name that echoes with awe and fear. The billionaire heir of the Central Home Minister, he is a Chanakya in politics and a ruthless demon in business. Power bends when he speaks. Enemies vanish without a trace. His desires turn into reality and he is merciless in claiming what he wants. And this time, Supradeep wants her: Manaswi. Manaswi, a girl shaped by fear and controlled by everyone she trusted. All her life, she was sheltered, silenced, and treated like a burden. When the one she loved betrayed her, blaming her fears as weakness, her world collapsed. Before she could gather herself, Supradeep arrived with an arranged marriage proposal, one her father accepted for selfish gains, leaving her no choice but to step into the mansion of a man known for cruelty as his Fragile Bride. But Supradeep didn't marry her out of love. Only he knows the devastating reason behind this alliance. What happens when fragility collides with unstoppable power? Why did Supradeep force this marriage? Will he heal her shattered heart... or break it beyond repair? In a world of dangerous secrets, consuming passion, and a destiny neither can escape, this is a story of two souls bound by a knot... and the burning question: Can an unwanted marriage become a second chance at love? A gripping tale of arranged marriage, heartbreak, passion, secrets, deceit and a second chance romance intense enough to rebuild or ruin them completely.