|NOT AN ARRANGED MARRIAGE STORY| Reyansh Raichand☆ I don't like nuisance, but she can be an exception~ A handsome-looking, powerful CEO who also happens to be Mr. Perfect & untouchable. His piercing gaze can make anyone utter their worst lies and mistakes. He had lived his life peacefully away from women and relationships in general until the storm arrived. And once he has set his eyes on her, he won't stop until she's his. Aarohi Sharma☆ Have I ever gone a day without embarrassing myself? Probably not!~ A mischievous and naughty personality that can be sweet but dangerous if not handled properly. She has got all the things she ever asked for. But a sweet personality might get us hurt eventually. But who knew she could be a bad bitch if required? With a carefree person like her and a perfectionist like him, their story will be spicy and interesting. Want to know more? Then just start reading already! ✷☆✿☆✷ Tropes▪︎ Age gap Grumpy×Sunshine Calm×Daramatic He fell First and harder Office romance MENTION OF BTS IF THATS SOMETHING WHICH TRIGGERS YOU There is no misunderstanding, no dumb female lead and no second lead syndrome. Contains 18+ scenes THIS IS A STANDALONE BOOK Started: 9 Feb 2023 Ended :5 Jan 2024 BOOK 1 (THIS IS A BRAINROT BOOK MEANT TO MAKE YOU LAUGH AND CRINGE)

" 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

𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗘𝗸𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝗥𝗮𝗴𝗵𝘂𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶 ☆ The CEO of 'Raghuvanshi Group' also an underground Mafia. A typical cold, rude and ruthless man. His hobby is killing (by his looks ofc). Loves his family Very much. 𝗦𝘂𝗿𝗯𝗵𝗶 𝗦𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗮 ♡ She just graduated from her university and started working in 'Raghuvanshi group'. She is kind and have a funny personality. But she is insecure about her appearance and think no one will love her cuz she isn't pretty enough. "She's the devil's favorite poem." "He is her muse." Read to know their love story 🧿🤍

TIDES OF SERIES #1 (Can also be read as standalone) ✯TIDES OF BELONGING ~ A Highschool Love Story✯ "Sometimes, home isn't a place-it's a person who makes you feel seen." To those who believe in love that arrives softly yet stays forever. ──────•❥─────── ✯VIHAAN PATHAK - the golden boy senior✯ Vihaan was the kind of boy who could make anyone smile-confident, charming, the kind who flirted just to make others feel good. But behind that easy smile was a boy who never truly let anyone in. A born leader, the heartbeat of every crowd, yet lonely when the noise faded. He believed attachments were distractions... until she came along. The quiet girl who preferred shadows over spotlights, books over parties, peace over chaos. The one person who never tried to impress him-just looked right through him. And somehow, that's what made him fall. Harder than he ever thought he could. "Main chahta toh sabse door reh sakta tha... par tumse chah ke bhi nahi." ──────🧸────── ✯ANVI KASHYAP - the quiet storm junior✯ Anvi was not loud-she was midnight rain. Calm. Composed. Beautiful in her silence. To people, she seemed reserved, almost distant. But once you truly knew her, she could talk endlessly, with laughter that warmed even the coldest hearts. A topper, a thinker, a girl who fought for her respect and stood tall for those she loved. She didn't believe in fairytales. She believed in effort, in respect, in understanding. And yet, when she met him, her carefully built walls began to tremble. He was sunlight-steady, blinding, and too warm to resist. She was the storm that taught him how to feel the rain. "Tumhare saath waqt rukta nahi... bas thehra sa lagta hai." ──────•❥────── Vihaan x Anvi - Because sometimes, belonging isn't about finding someone who understands you- It's about finding someone who chooses to stay.

𝐀𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐱 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚 "I'M A CRIMINAL. SHE'S MY SIN. MY OBSESSION. MINE." _⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_ She was a law student, transferred to Bangalore's best law university after completing one year in her hometown, Banaras. She had never been left alone, thanks to her overprotective brother. He was one of the world's finest bikers and a top-notch video gamer. He lived alone in Bangalore. At her sister's and friend's engagement, he met her - his friend's sister. Her brother, unaware of the danger, entrusted him with the responsibility of taking care of her for a few days. Little did he know, he was sending his sister straight into the obsessive world of a man people feared... a criminal. _⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_ She carried a chaotic, stubborn heart, yet never dared to break a rule. He was calm, calculated-and broke every damn rule. He's quiet destruction. She's blazing chaos. He's fire. She's ice. Both had dominating personalities. Both burned in each other's obsession - dark, relentless, and unstoppable. _⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_ If you want to know more about them - his obsessive darkness, and her cheerful yet fierce spirit - dive into the world of their obsession, where love has already been left behind. 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 | 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 | 18+

A forced marriage between a reserved businessman and a psychology student with a traumatic past becomes an unexpected journey of healing and love as Arhaan's obsession softens into genuine care, Minha learns to trust again, proving that even the deepest scars can fade with patience, respect, and true connection

" A Promise...which changed Dhruv Maheshwari's life " " A trust...which bound them together " " A tale where responsibility becomes life, It felt like it was their destiny " Tropes - • Professor x Student • Introvert x Extrovert • Age gap ( 5 years ) • Shy x Flirty • He fell first • Multiple couples

𝑨𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒔𝒉 × 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒂 | 29 × 21 "WDYM BY YOUU TRIED TO FORCE YOURSELF ON HER...HUH?" "Why such fancy words FUCKER...Sach Sach bathana ki YOU FUCKING TRIED TO RAPE HER" "RAPE YOUR OWN WIFE" "You sick, pathetic bastard," aadi spat. "I never thought you could sink this low. To touch a woman without her consent- that too your own wife-how dare you...huh?" Tears blurred my vision, spilling down my cheeks. My chest heaved with silent cries. "I know... I know..." My voice was barely a whisper, choked and broken. "She's not an object for you to claim. Not something you take when you please. Not something you break just because you can." I squeezed my eyes shut, my entire body trembling. I wished he'd keep hitting me. I wished he'd tear me apart, because nothing-nothing-could hurt more than knowing what I had done. "A woman's body is not an invitation. Her silence is not consent. Her fear is not an excuse." I let out a strangled sob, guilt pressing down on me like a crushing weight. "I-I was wrong. I lost control, I-" "Lost control?" His voice was sharp with fury. "You think strength is forcing yourself on someone weaker? Then let me show you what real strength looks like." His fist slammed into my gut, knocking the air from my lungs. I doubled over, gasping, my knees buckling. "A real man protects. A real man respects. A real man knows that a woman is not something you own-she is someone you stand beside." . . . A story of a villain who was ready to destroy himself, instead of the world this time...just to see a fucking smile on his wife's face. A Mafia leader vs A Florist. Forced Marriage He fell First and harder Virgin MMC & FMC and a lot more... Peep into the story to know more...and please don't judge the book based on the first few chapters...Because there is a reason why I potrayed him such way..also be ready to hate him to the core in intial chapters and fall madly in love with him in the later.

She is just a girl; she always wonders, meanwhile for him, she is a celestial grace. It means she has a heavenly beauty, like an angel or a goddess. Something rare and beautiful, like the stars in the night sky. She is too hard to love, and people choose not to, but him loving her deeply in every possible way makes her feel like she isn't too hard to love for him. She doesn't like him or hate him either, meanwhile, he lives his life just to make her feel loved. She chooses to give up when she is jealous, meanwhile, he owns her in a way that even in his absence, people mention their names together. She teases him with Sanskrit nicknames, so he made one for her, even though he doesn't know Sanskrit. He is a stone, people say, but for her, he is the softest person who just acts like a demon because the world made him feel like one. She overthinks a lot, while he over-explains a lot. He loves her, and she loves to hear him say it every day. He is too easy to make jealous, and she loves to do that over and over again. "Suniye Prannath," she called, teasing him with a Sanskrit nickname. "Sunaiye Prandharini," he created a beautiful nickname for her. "Aapke bina jee nahi paayenge hum," she said, looking into his eyes. "Hume toh aapko apni nazaron ke saamne dekhe bina... marna bhi manzoor nahi," he said and kissed her forehead. "She is just a maid..." she tried to explain. "And I'm just jealous," he confessed. "Main galat hoon par... main kiski hoon?" she said, making innocent faces. "Meri," he said. "Haan toh, galti bhi aapki hui na," she said, and he didn't know whether to be angry or laugh. __________________________________________________________________________________ ~Trophes~ Chaotic couple Sunshine × Grumpy He fell first, and she fell harder Love at First Sight Arranged × Forced marriage Innocent FMC Shameless MMC

The man grabbed her wrist, turned to the stunned priest. "Pandit ji", his voice thundered, "Shaadi shuru karo". Everyone gasped. Siya froze, "Kya!? Have you lost your mind?!" But he didn't answer. He simply gestured to his men, who moved the trembling groom and bride aside. "Sir", bride's father stammered, "yeh - yeh zabardasti-" "Chup!" His tone was enough to make the man stumble back. "This marriage will happen. Right now." Siya's voice rose, trembling with anger but firm. "You can't force me-" ■□■□■□■ "Mere dadaji ki haalat ke liye yeh ladki zimmedar hai!" he roared. Siya glared. "Main kisi ke liye zimmendar nahi hoon! Aur aapko kisne haq diya aise kisiko accuse karne ka?" Before Siya could question further, a doctor came running down the grand staircase, panting. "Hukum saa - your grandfather... he's regained consciousness." The room fell silent. Siya exhaled sharply. "Good. Ab toh main bhi mil leti hoon us buddhe se jise maine hurt kiya hai." Her tone was laced with sarcasm - a spark she couldn't dim, even now. The slap came before she even registered his movement. SMACK. The sound cracked through the air like thunder. Her head snapped to the side, her cheek burning. Slowly - too slowly - Siya raised her head, her eyes shimmering tears, her lips trembled... "How dare you?" but her pride remained unbroken. And before logic, fear, or sense could intervene - she raised her hand. CRACK. The second slap echoed even louder. ■□■□■□■ "Theek hai! Aap sabko lagta hai yeh shaadi sach hai? Fine! Toh main divorce lungi. Simple." That word echoed through the room like a thunder. Then, his mother - calm, yet her words held weight - "Hamare raj gharane mein divorce nahi hote, Siya. Yahan sirf arthiya uthti hai." But she was done with everything, emotionally exhausted but still fierce, "Toh theek hai!" she shouted. "Ab toh aapke bete ki arthi hi uthegi! Par main yahan nahi rahoongi." ♤♡♤♡♤♡ #1 lovehate (4,5,6/12/2025)