Aarushi Roy was just a regular girl at Mumbai's most prestigious university-quiet, focused, and content with her ordinary life. Everything was going smoothly... until he returned. Nishit Ahuja - the rebellious son of the university director - storms back onto campus with his three bandmates to launch their debut in the music industry during the grand annual fall fest. Charismatic, dangerous, and impossible to ignore, Nishit is the kind of chaos Aarushi has always stayed away from. But fate has other plans. When Nishit accidentally uncovers a secret Aarushi has fought to keep hidden, their worlds collide - turning her life upside down. From that moment, she's no longer just Aarushi Roy... she becomes his Roy. What is the secret that ties them together? And how far will one secret take them - toward destruction or destiny? Dive into a story of secrets, passion, and unexpected love in the glittering chaos of music, fame, and college life.

BOOK ONE OF ARRANGED SERIES Abhimanyu Singh Chauhan X Saumya (Thakur) Singh Chauhan "I don't deserve you Abhimanyu ji, I'm not perfect, I have scars, I am a victim, leave me------- "Shhh, I dare you to complete that, biwi ji. No one, I repeat no one has rights to speak ill about my wife. You're my everything. There's no Abhimanyu without Saumya ". __________________________________________ "Abhimanyu ji? have you seen my blue saree? "I tore it a week ago when we were fvck------ "Shut UPPP!! Shameless! Aapke besharmi ki koi hadd nahi !! "Besharam hoon par aapka hi hoon". He winked, and the next moment ran away when his wife glared at him. It was her unwilling wedding with a random boy. She never wanted to get married, just because she holds a despise for marriage and so called falling in love. She purposely planned something and almost got success to stop the marriage. But all her plans were ruined when a random guest claimed he will marry her. He will replace the groom. And the enticing journey of two souls began.... One was excited to spend life with his wife while the other was drowning in an ocean of hate for him because he destroyed her plans. They were already declared as ideal couple and were adored. But no one asked what actually was going on in their personal life. Abhimanyu Singh Chauhan, the devilishly handsome CEO. he's perfect in every aspect. owns a huge business empire and rules like a true King. Just like his perfect gifted looks and body, he has his own principles which make him a perfect family man. But no one knows his dark truth. Saumya Thakur, an author by profession, perfectionist in martial arts and wish to spend her life travelling and exploring the world. Instead thrown in a marriage with a random male. She hated marriages, despised them from the core. What will happen when Abhimanyu would have to face his wife's hate? Will he be able to control his wife's wrath and love her unconditionally? Plagiarism is highly prohibited

Tropes Forced Arranged marriage Enemies to lovers Banter Billionaire North Indian X South Indian Best friend's brother Sassy heroine Smut "Where are you lost, Mirchi..." Karthik asked. "Mirchi?" He stepped closer, "Yes Mirchi, you are hot" he teased. Hridhaya turned away, cheeks flushing. She was pro in handling insults but...now.... That grumpy overgrown gorilla was flirting with her like it's his full time job. "Blushing?" "I am irritated not infatuated ." she said trying to hide her wild heart. Karthik smirked. "Again into insult mode? Makes me think you only insult me to hide your heart." So tried to act calm. "I insult mosquitoes too. Even the cockroach in my kitchen gets more attention." "if your mom hadn't forced you into this marriage, you'd have married that cockroach," he said. "And between you and it? I'd still pick the one that runs when I enter the room." Karthik muttered , "Damn. Savage." He grinned , "so you really prefer cockroach over me?" "Always." He threw a devilish grin and opened his fist and released the cockroach. It zipped through the air and landed on Hridhu's neck. She screamed, spinning in circles while flapping her arms like a malfunctioning windmill. She yanked off her towel, flung it like a cricket bat,smacked the cockroach off her chest. "Leave me!!!" she shouted at the cockroach as if it understood her language. She shrieked and tried to run-eyes still shut-and in her blind panic, grabbed the first thing she could. His towel. It slipped. He stumbled. She pulled. Rip. Tug. Chaos. Gravity. BOOM. They both crashed onto the mattress behind them-him flat on his back, her full-on straddling him. Their bare bodies pressed together-her br*asts flush against his chest, soft against firm. She gasped. He groaned.Neither moved, breathing hard, lost in the sudden heat that crackled between them. She bit her lip. He let out a breath like a man on fire. silence. The world vanished. Just two people... caught in a storm.

I sat there looking at my reflection in the mirror all ready to be married. That was not the only thing I was ready for. "Aadya the groom ran away!!" A panicked relative of mine dashed into the room informing. I smiled secretly hearing the news. Finally I would be free from this marriage drama. My mother came in followed by my brother and said "The marriage will still happen. Only your GROOM WILL BE REPLACED - Arjun Rajvansh." I looked at mother in shock. Wait this was not in the plan. _________________________________________ •Aadya Chauhan Sweet, silent and savage Beautiful Brown girl who is insecure. Love a familiar yet foreign feeling for her - Familiar because she loved everyone - Foreign because she didn't receive it back until her life took drastic turn when she met her replaced groom who replaced sadness and loneliness in her life with his Love. •Arjun Rajvansh Cold to the world but soft with his loved ones. A Handsome hunk in search of true love which he found in her. He was whipped for her. He wanted to make her his, to fill her life with his love. Explore the ups and downs of Aadya and Arjun's story. A beautiful love story which will leave you squealing and blushing !!

"My heart was a canvas, blank and unaware, until the day I met her. Her eyes were the paintbrush that stroked the colors of love, laughter, and adventure. With every moment we shared, a new shade of beauty was added to my life's masterpiece. Her touch ignited a fire that melted my fears, and her smile lit up the sky. I found my home, my safe haven, my forever love. She is the poetry that makes my heart sing, the music that makes my soul dance, and the love that makes my life a work of art." "He walked into my life like a storm, shaking the foundations of my soul. His eyes were the lightning that illuminated the darkness, revealing a love so pure and true. His strong arms were the shelter from the tempest, holding me close and keeping me safe. His gentle touch was the sunshine that warmed my heart, and his loving words were the rain that nourished my spirit. With every breath, I fell deeper into the ocean of his love, drowning in the depths of his kindness, humor, and strength. He is the anchor that holds me steady, the compass that guides me true, and the love that makes my heart whole #6 in top 10 #4 in top 10 ( 25 / 03/ 26 )

🌌 Whisper's of Destiny 🌌 By @ashii_verse 🖤 "Some stories aren't meant to be told. They're meant to bleed through silence... and leave scars where no one sees." --- Avni. Soft. Subtle. Almost invisible to the world. But beneath her quiet grace lies a storm she's too afraid to name. She doesn't raise her voice. She doesn't ask for more. She simply exists - until he sees her. The man no one dares to look in the eye... yet she meets his gaze with trembling honesty. Rajveer. Sharp mind. Cold presence. A man who speaks less and controls more. He doesn't crave love. He craves silence, control, and order. But there's something about her - the way she lowers her eyes when he speaks, the way her fear doesn't hide her truth - that draws him in like a storm waiting to be unleashed. --- ❝ You look at me like I'm human, Avni... ❞ ❝ But I've spent my whole life making sure I'm not. ❞ ❝ And still... ❞ ❝ You make me want to be yours. ❞ --- This is not a love story. This is restraint and desire at war. A girl too soft for his world. A man too dangerous for hers. And a fate that ties them together - not gently, but violently. He doesn't know how to love. She doesn't know how to leave. And somewhere in the silence between them, something begins to burn... slowly, darkly, beautifully. ✨ Whisper's of Destiny - a haunting slow-burn of longing, power, and a love so quiet... it leaves nothing untouched. ---

[FEATURED] Shruti never had marriage in her life plan. For her, it was, ❝Shaadi aur bacche, dusron ke hi achhe.❞ (Marriage and children benefit only others.) After seeing her sister's failed marriage, the only thing she wanted in her life was to repel all the wedding proposals. Until her teenage crush, Rishabh Randhawa, comes into the scene. ♡♡♡ Rejecting seventeen men by the age of 27, Shruti Goyal was sure that nothing could change her mind. But when she saw the eighteenth man, she couldn't help but say yes. Why wouldn't she, when he was her dream guy, her first crush? Was the chance worth taking? Rishabh Randhawa, who just made his dream come true by taking his jewellery company to new heights, finally decided to listen to his parents and settle down at the age of 29. After their wedding, would he ever know what she once felt for him? ♡♡♡ An arranged marriage story devoid of exes and misunderstandings! Just a tale of how their relationship progresses. ➵ The book is written in English, so non-Hindi readers can read it without any worries. ➵ Contains sexual scenes. It's obvious, our couple's married. ➵ Featured on @WattpadRomanceIn in Tujh Mein Rab Dikhta Hai | Love after Marriage (25/05/2023) Copyright © 2021 Meteor Knight All Rights Reserved.

Naina, a quiet, body-conscious college student in Mumbai, never expected her life to change the night she kissed Ayaan, the university's irresistible heartthrob. She's always kept to herself, hiding behind hoodies and avoiding the limelight. But when she finds herself locked in an alcohol-fueled kiss with Ayaan-fiery, intense, and impossible to ignore-she's thrown into a world of burning desire and undeniable chemistry. Ayaan, the university's heartthrob, has always been used to getting what he wants. But Naina is different-her quiet, mysterious nature has him hooked from the moment their eyes meet. After the kiss, he refuses to let things go. He's determined to claim what's his. Naina tries to act like the kiss didn't happen, but Ayaan isn't willing to let her run. With every touch, every heated glance, his intensity grows, and so does the attraction between them. But Naina isn't ready to give in to him-or to herself. She tries to push him away, only to find herself pulled deeper into his world. As Ayaan's possessiveness ignites, Naina can't help but feel the heat between them. But can she let go of her fears and admit the undeniable connection? Or will she keep running from the one person who could set her heart-and body-on fire? Tropes: Popular Boy x Shy Girl Extrovert Boy x Introvert Girl Forced proximity Accidental kiss Resistance to attraction Possessive ML Touch her and die Do give it a read! I'm sure you will all love it! 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 🏅#1 in introvert

" 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐡 " Advait Agnihotry... He was my pride. My heart. The reason I breathed. But now... now for the first time in my life-I questioned everything. Did I love the right man? Posessive MMC. Might be triggering

The priest asked softly, "Pyaar karte ho apni patni se?" He smiled, his eyes instinctively finding hers. There was calm in his expression, yet something deeply intense beneath it. Then he whisper, "Pyaar toh bas ek shabd hai..." His voice carried devotion, not hesitation. "Main uski ibadat karta hoon." He paused, as if the truth itself needed space to breathe. "I don't need to worship God in temples. I have my own goddess - my wife." For him, faith was not stone or scripture. "My devotion begins with her..." "...and ends with her." 𝗩𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵×𝗦𝗮𝗮𝗻𝘃𝗶 ◦•●◉✿Tropes ✿◉●•◦ CEO × Employee Grumpy× Sunshine Forced marriage slow burn hate to love desi × videshi Untouched male and female He fell first but both fell harder