20-year-old Shree Rawat was an innocent girl whose world revolved around nothing but her books. But her innocence had already caught the dangerous eye of Sher Shergill. A man feared for his brutality and ruthless nature, Sher had become dangerously obsessed with Shree. Blinded by his madness, he crosses every limit and forcibly kidnaps her from her college. Will Shree manage to escape the clutches of that ruthless beast? Or will Sher's deadly obsession trap her in a cage from which there is no escape?

At the age of twenty, Jhanak Patel is called out in the middle of her college class and taken straight to the courthouse, where she is married to Sharad Sherawat. She is told that one day his family will return with a grand wedding procession to take her home as his wife. She waits... for days, then months, and eventually four long years. But no wedding procession ever arrives. Sharad never comes for her. Done with waiting, Jhanak decides to go to Sharad's city herself... only to come face to face with the man who never came to claim his wife.

In the land of royalty, where every glance carries pride and fire... he was never meant to fall. **Sparsh Singh Thakur** - The Rana Sa of Taragarh and the CEO of Thakur Dominion Ltd. Thirty. Calm. Controlled. Unreachable. A royal Rajput from Ajmer, Rajasthan... a man who believes power speaks louder than emotions. Work is his only constant. Control is his only language. And home? Just a place he rarely returns to. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ But destiny doesn't care about control. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ From the sacred ghats of Varanasi, where every heartbeat feels like a blessing of love... comes.. **Sambhavi Singh** Twenty-two. A chemistry professor. Chaotic, fearless, and completely headstrong. A girl who laughs loudly, argues without fear, and carries warmth in places where people have forgotten how to feel. She doesn't try to change the world... she simply makes it softer. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Two different cultures. Two completely different worlds. And a first meeting that started with an argument. He is everything she avoids. She is everything he doesn't understand. And yet... When a man who never had a reason to stay... finally finds one. And a girl who always lived freely... gets tied to a destiny she never chose. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ The Heir... who rules with control. The Headstrong... who refuses to bow down.

Welcome to a gripping emotional thriller of love, sacrifice, and unbearable betrayal. Satv was on the verge of his happily-ever-after, ready to marry his beloved partner of five years. However, a catastrophic blunder by his own brother forces him to make a soul-crushing choice: abandon his true love and their unborn child to step into a forced, unwanted marriage. Enter Surili, a gentle soul robbed of her parents and her voice in early childhood. Raised by devoted adoptive parents, she is bound by an immense debt of gratitude. To save the only family she knows, the girl who cannot speak is forced to weave a massive, life-altering lie-a lie that permanently ties her to a furious, broken Satv. Now, they are locked in a marriage built entirely on resentment. Satv vows to turn Surili's life into a relentless nightmare, blaming her for his ruined future. Meanwhile, a guilt-ridden Surili silently accepts his wrath, viewing it as the rightful punishment for her singular, devastating mistake. What is the desperate lie that bound these shattered souls? Can forgiveness ever bloom in a house consumed by anger? Dive into this intense, cinematic narrative to uncover the dark secrets connecting Satv and Surili. Satv's POV "The woman who destroyed my life... the woman who snatched away my love... If she ever expects love from me, I'll make every single day of her life feel like hell." Surili's POV "This is the first mistake I have ever made in my life. If this mistake becomes my punishment, I will accept every wound, every tear, and every pain without complaining."

Delhi taught Ishita Sharma a lot of things. How to travel alone. How to survive in a new city. How to chase her dreams. What Delhi forgot to teach her was how to deal with Abhiraaj Malhotra. President Sahab!!! Tropes 🎀✨️: GrumpyXSunshine College romance He fell first, she fell harder Best Hastag in rank: #3 in Indian #4 in India #29 in story

💍 She was the pawn. He was the king. But pawns can burn the board. 🖤 An unwanted girl. A cold heir. A marriage born of power, not love. 🔥 He ruled with dominance. She lived in shadows. But when their worlds collided, nothing would remain the same. 🌹 She feared him. He controlled her. But between fear and fire... love had no rule

~𝑪𝒉𝒉𝒐𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒌𝒂𝒃𝒉𝒊, 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒂 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒌𝒂𝒃𝒉𝒊 𝑱𝒐 𝒅𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒈𝒂 𝒕𝒖𝒎 𝒔𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒅 𝒈𝒂𝒚𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒇𝒂𝒂 𝒌𝒂~ She stepped back as he advanced, her spine hitting the wall. "𝐘-𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭... 𝐰-𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨-" He leaned in, palm flat beside her head, his breath brushing her skin. "𝐓𝐮𝐦 𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐢 𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐢 𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢... 𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐧 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐧?" Her chest tightened, breath uneven. "𝐏-𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞..." His fingers grazed her waist, slow and deliberate. "𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞... 𝐚𝐛 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐢 𝐡𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢" And her breath- Gone. . . . . 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐗 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐚

Book 1 in Political Series He wasn't the kind of man people spoke about softly. Yuvraaj Singh Malik The young MLA of Haryana. Future face of politics. Son of the current Chief Minister. Calm. Composed. Untouchable. The kind of man who never raises his voice... because people tremble before he ever needs to. Power followed him like a shadow. And so did fear. Until one random afternoon, he sees a girl standing in the middle of the road, arguing fearlessly while helping an old woman gather her fallen belongings. No fear. No hesitation. No interest in who was watching her. And for the first time in years, someone stays in Yuvraaj Singh Malik's mind longer than politics. Kashish Bhardwaj never planned to be noticed by a man like him. A postgraduate student from a strict Brahmin family, a girl balancing studies, work, dreams, and responsibilities all together. Opinionated. Fierce. And completely unaware that every passing day, the MLA of Haryana is beginning to memorize her existence. The routes she takes. The cafés she visits. The dogs she feeds. The expressions she makes when she's angry. It starts with silent glances. Then curiosity. Then obsession. And the scariest part? Yuvraaj Singh Malik has never walked away from something once he decides he wants it. Trops:- ༺ calm dangerous ML ༺ politician × independent girl ༺ he fell first ༺ he fell way too hard ༺ silent obsession ༺ one woman man ༺ "uski pasandida aurat" ༺ the only woman he softens for ༺ eye-contact tension ༺ slow burn romance ༺ Haryanvi ML ༺ strong female lead ❥ This is a completely desi Haryanvi story set in Haryana, so Hindi and Haryanvi dialogues will be used according to the characters and vibe 🌙 ❥ English is not my first language and this is my very first story, so please ignore small grammatical mistakes 😭✨ ❥ I hope you all enjoy Yuvraaj and Kashish's world as much as I enjoy creating it 🤍

Zunairah Qadir never thought a brief fling could turn into a lifelong trap - until Zaraar Alam Baig came back for her. She blocked him from her life. Now, the powerful politician has destroyed every marriage proposal that wasn't his. Her "no" didn't end things - it fed his four years old obsession. And this time, he's not here to win her. He's here to claim her. This is not a love story. It's a battle - between defiance and a man who would burn the world to possess her.

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 "I think Chahat and Veer should talk in private," Parvati ji suggested. Urmilla ji nodded, asking Chahat to take him to the terrace. The moment they were alone, Veeransh spoke - straight, emotionless. "I'll come to the point. I have no interest in marriage. I'm agreeing only for Dadi. Don't expect anything beyond respect and loyalty." Chahat's eyes hardened. "What if I say no? Actually... I am saying no. It was nice meeting you for the last time, Mr. Raghuvanshi." She turned to leave. Just as her hand reached the door, her phone buzzed - an unknown number. She ignored it. "Dekh lo," Veer's voice came from behind, edged with a faint smirk. "Might be important." Something in his tone made her open it. A video. Her breath stopped. She staggered back in shock - straight into him. Veeransh leaned down, close to her ear. His breath brushed her neck, sending a cold shiver down her spine. "A yes from your side... or a yes from mine," he whispered, voice low and dangerous. "Choice is yours."