𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐱 𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐯𝐚 STANDALONE NOVEL! She was raised with traditions. He was hardened by duty. Their hearts never asked-but their families did. VRINDA MISHRA never dreamt of love stories. A government school teacher from a respected Brahmin family, she believed in responsibility more than romance, in silence more than chaos. When her father chose an IPS officer for her, she agreed-not for love, but for the man her father saw worth in. ASTITVA KANAN no space in his life for affection. After years of relentless struggle, he wore his khaki like second skin and spoke only when needed. When his mother brought Vrinda's proposal, he didn't refuse-he simply followed the order, like every other in his life. They marry with respect. They live with distance. And yet-something lingers in the quiet. Two strangers bound by duty. Two hearts untouched by love. But sometimes, the softest stories aren't told in words... they bloom in unspoken glances, shared silences, and the promise of something slowly, gently, changing. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. 18+ readers. Mature content.

An Arranged Setup that Sparkled into a Love Story of Its Own. »»---♡---«« 'His nose is crooked!' 'I think he has some gray hair!' 'He looks too mature for his age!' 'Nah! He is seven years older than you!' 'One of his eyes seems smaller!' 'Don't you think he is smiling too much in this photo?' 'God! I wonder how, even after looking at hundreds of biodatas every day, none could catch my parents' attention. With every biodata they see, they manage to point out some flaw or another.' »»---♡---«« An Indian Arranged Marriage Story. Modern-day marriages are no cakewalk, and arranged marriages are certainly not. Set against an Indian backdrop, "Love Unrushed!" explores not only the complexities of an arranged marriage but also the pursuit of individual happiness within the confines of societal norms. If you are up for a simple and subtle blooming love story, ponder-worthy thoughts with social stigmas and taboos effortlessly slipped in here and there, and some real, relatable characters, then this story is definitely for you. You will find a part of Riya and Aditya hidden within you as they navigate their arranged marriage, unveiling the hidden layers of their personal and professional insecurities. There will be no unrealistic villains or overdramatic plots, but this story will undoubtedly highlight the true version of how marriages are arranged in India. Thus, this book tends toward a realistic portrayal with a touch of fiction. Please be kind. This book is under editing and the chapters with (•) are recently edited. Rest are in progress.

#ʙᴏᴏᴋ-1 ᴛʜᴇ ᴋʜᴀɴ ᴅʏɴᴀꜱᴛy ᴀᴀʀɪᴢ ᴋʜᴀɴ x ꜱᴀɪʀᴀ ᴋʜᴀɴ ~ The moment they reached the Khan Mansion, Aariz didn't even bother to hit the brakes properly. He drove the car straight into the garden, the tires ripping through the green, people scattering and screaming in horror as the car hurtled straight toward the wedding aisle like a raging bull. Inside, Qazi Sahib had been waiting patiently for over thirty minutes. Saira hadn't uttered a single word, her lips sealed, her eyes on the door, silently praying for someone who never came... Until now. The sound of the engine roared into the wedding hall, and she saw him-her Aariz. A slow, stunned smile tugged at her lips. Everyone stood up. The wedding came to a halt. Aariz slammed the car door open and walked out with thunder in his steps. His black shirt's top three buttons open, hair disheveled-eyes glowing like hellfire. In his right hand, a gun, straight and deadly, pointed at Rehan. "STOP THIS WEDDING..." he growled, his voice deeper than death itself, "...or I will turn this hall into blood bath" A gasp erupted across the crowd. Without another second wasted, Aariz pressed the trigger. The bullet tore through the air. But at the last second, Ayaaz pushed his arm upward and the shot went flying into the air. People screamed and ducked. Chaos. "Aariz! Control, dammit!" Ayaaz shouted, voice shaking. Aariz's face snapped toward him, madness swimming in his bloodshot eyes. "How do you expect me to CONTROL MYSELF when this ba**ard dares to marry MY WIFE?!" Saira's eyes widened. My wife? But... hadn't he signed the papers?

|| Rudransh Singh Rathore|| 27. CEO of Rathore Enterprises. The name that echoes fear in boardrooms and underworlds alike. The most powerful mafia alive-lethal, ruthless, and dangerously composed. With anger that burns beneath his cold stare and a presence that commands silence, he's arrogance dressed in tailored suits. An untouchable storm-unforgiving to the world, but a silent protector to his own. For his family, he becomes the softest armor; for the rest, he is destruction wrapped in elegance. 🦋 || AANYA AGRAWAL || 23. A dreamer wrapped in pastels, pursuing her Master's in Drawing and Painting. Hopes to paint the world with her own art studio someday. The kind of soul who dances in the rain and loses herself in books. Sweet as a lullaby to those who treat her right, but a storm in heels to those who don't. Loves fiercely-her family is her world, and her two best friends, her anchors. Her brother guards her like royalty, and to him, she'll always be his little princess. RUDRANSH x AANYA Two souls, worlds apart. He's chaos in control-sharp edges, cold stares, and darkness cloaked in power. She's soft sunshine-paint-stained fingers, twirling to music only she can hear. They say opposites attract-but this? This is fate colliding with fire. Watch them clash, crumble, and fall in a love stitched with sparks, sass, and sweet little nok-jhok. Stay tuned. Their story is anything but ordinary. - your author, Eleena🦋 Where chaos meets calm, and storms fall for sunsets. I write love, with a touch of fire. Stay tuned.✨️ Started : 12 January 2024 Ongoing ....

𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐗 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 Choose," Vikram's voice echoed, cold and unforgiving. "Your company or your wife." His fingers trembled around the cold steel of the gun. Ansh had always been a man of logic, a strategist who calculated risks and gains. But now, faced with this impossible choice, his heart waged war against his mind. The company-the empire he had built from sweat and sacrifice-exited like a mountain before him. It represented power, wealth, and influence. Kanika-she was his heart, the reason he breathed. Ansh's eyes held resignation. He had made his choice-the one that would haunt him forever. He stepped closer, the gun's muzzle against Kanika's temple. "Betrayer never stands a place in our lives " he whispered . . . . . . "I love you," she whispered, but love was no match for the weight of his decision. The gunshot tore through her, not just physically but emotionally. Ansh had shattered her trust, leaving her broken and bleeding. The gunshot echoed through the room, shattering not just Kanika's trust but also their love. Ansh had chosen his company, and in that choice, he had betrayed her. Kanika wondered if love could survive such brutality. Or if, in the end, it was all just an illusion-a mirage in a desert of broken promises. Love or betrayal? Consumption of betrayals. Internal betrayal? Yes! Will they be overcome? Or Will it overcome them??? Buckle up your seats to witness their internal betrayals.

"Tell me, Mia... does your boyfriend, or should I say your ex-boyfriend, know that I was the first person to fucks you?" One night of weakness. One night of forgetting the man who broke her heart. She never thought she'd see him again. Until he bought her company, slid a diamond on her finger, and promised her forever. She thought it was fate. What she didn't know was revenge. Because the man she was about to marry wasn't just her lover... he was her ex's elder brother. Standalone

𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐗 𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐊𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #𝟐 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐚𝐳 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. "You think I will listen to you?" Tanishka's laughter was bitter. "Try me sweetheart." Siddarth's jaw tightened with each syllabus leaving his mouth. He pulled her close making her hit his wet chest. " I am not your fucking toy for using me again, Mr.Rajvanshi" She tries to pull herself away, only for him to tightened his grip on her waist. " Yes, you are not my fucking toy, Mrs. Rajvanshi. You're my wife and we are gonna marry today itself" he declared , smashing his lips on her. ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ " Ye deewanigi chodiye aap, please jaiye aap yaha se. We are never meant to be together-" he cuts her in between, pulling her on his lap. " Abh aap ese deewangi samjhiye ya mohabbat, Par yakeen maniye , Aapko paane ki chahat mein Barbadiyon ka Mela Laga denge meri jaan" ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ Tale of Revenge, politics and love. Who's gonna win? Family politics or their love for each other?

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬. Love is hope for the hopeless and sin for the saint. Love is both a salvation for the lost and a temptation for the righteous. It drives people to cross lines they swore never to. But when two souls intertwine, promising to hold each other till eternity, love becomes something far more profound-both a sin and a salvation.

#BOOK 1 in HATE&LOVE SERIES Aaransh Singh Rathore is a powerful and determined businessman, the owner of the million-dollar company, Raghuveer Empires. He only cares about gaining power and looks up to his father, Raghuveer Singh Rathore. Aaransh has a deep-seated disdain for liars and holds a negative view of women, considering them to be gold diggers. But what happens when his ruthless world collides with Deepti's world? Deepti Sharma is an innocent woman who has never known the harsh realities of the outside world. Born in a brothel where women sell their souls for money, she remains untouched by this life. Though she dreams of escaping, she stays to care for her younger brother. What happens when Aaransh enters her life, leading to a forced marriage and Aaransh's hate for her? To know about their forbidden romance, add this book to your reading list. It will take you on an emotional rollercoaster. Stay tuned!

#family ties series 1( standalone) A girl who is abondened by her family . Have lived her live all alone without any guardian but now her family want her back . Welcome to house of Ranawats and read the story of Family ties. But do they deserve her apology? Why they abondened her ? To know read the story ______________________________________________________ 🖤⃝🦋⋆.˚🦋༘⋆ "WHAT I HAVE DONE?"- SHE SAID BLOWING ON HER INJURY " WHAT'S MY FAULT?"- SHE ASKED THE DOG SIITING BEHIND HER "WHY THEY TREAT ME LIKE THIS?" - SHE CRIED APPLYING THE CREAM ON HER WOUND. " WHY I CAN'T BE LIKE VAANI DI ?". " BUT I'M THEIR REAL SISTER SO WHY THEY DON'T LOVE ME ". "AM I DISABLE AND CAN'T WALK THAT WHY THEY DIDN'T LIKE ME " - SHE ASKED THE DOG. " BUT IT'S NOT MY FAULT " SHE SAID SCRATCHING HER ARMS WITH HER NAILS. " I ALWAYS SEE IN SCHOOL PARENTS AND STUDENTS SIBLINGS COMING TO SCHOOL FOR PTM AND OTHER OCCASIONS BUT HERE I REALLY CAN'T TELL ANYONE FROM WHICH FAMILY I BELONG TO" SHE CRIED WHILE COUGHING ON HER WORD. TILL WHEN HER FAMILY WILL BREAK HET SMALL HEART . WILL THEY GONNA LOVE HER? OR WILL KEEP ON BREAKING HER HEART? #family ties series 1