All Aashna ever wanted was to stay invisible, survive university, and secure her Literature degree. The plan was simple-graduate, win the scholarship, and fly to the UK for her master's. No distractions, no drama. But then he happened. A boy with honey-brown eyes, a teasing smile, and an annoying talent for making her despise college life. Dhruvin had his priorities straight-enjoy his last two years of university, ace his master's in Mass Media, and focus on his badminton game to compete at the national level. But suddenly, his well-laid plans seem impossible to follow. And the reason? A girl in a pink cotton kurta, ripped jeans, and silver jhumkas, walking straight into his life... and messing with his heart. Tropes You'll Love: ✨ He Fell First x She Fell Harder ✨ Enemies to Lovers ✨ Sunshine Boy x Midnight Girl ✨ Bollywood Fan x Swiftie Girl ✨ Teases Her a Lot x Loves Being Teased ✨ Sports Fanatic x Book Nerd ✨ Golden Retriever x Black Cat All pictures in this book are taken from Pinterest. Credits go to the original creators.

Before diving into "Intertwined Hearts", make sure to read "Rival Hearts", already available on my account, for the full experience! Four years ago, Aashna and Dhruvin's love story ended in a heartbreak. She left for London with shattered trust, and he buried his emotions beneath his rising success in the film industry. Time changed them-Aashna became a published writer, and Dhruvin, a celebrated director. But some stories refuse to stay in the past. When a wedding in Goa forces them back under the same roof, old wounds reopen, and unspoken words burn between them. Every glance carries history, every touch threatens to undo the distance they've carefully built. Between unresolved anger, undeniable chemistry, and a whirlwind of emotions, they find themselves drawn into a storm neither was prepared for. But fate has a way of surprising even the most stubborn hearts. And as their paths collide once again, the future holds a twist that neither of them saw coming-one that will change their lives forever.

°•Book - 1 Of KRVC Series (Standalone)•° °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° He's 6'2" of cocky, charming chaos. She barely reaches his chest. He sings like a god, breaks hearts like a hobby, and has a college fan club dedicated to his smirk. She's the quiet one - all oversized hoodies, smudged kajal, and sarcasm. Not the kind of girl people fall for... except maybe him. But they're just best friends. He calls her Chamko. She calls him Rockstar. She builds architectural models at 3 AM. He climbs hostel windows with KitKats and coffee. When the whole college is falling for Aarush Shekhawat, he's busy looking for one girl in the crowd - Amyra Sharma. No one knows their story. Not even them. A story about two best friends who swear they're not in love... until they are. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° Height difference ✔ Late-night hugs ✔ Jealousy & teasing ✔ He sings only for her ✔ Best friends to lovers? Let's see. #ChamkoAndRockstar #BestFriendsToLovers#WattpadIndia

Book 1 of 'HIS' series ╰┈➤ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵇᵉ ʳᵉᵃᵈ ᵃˢ ˢᵗᵃⁿᵈᵃˡᵒⁿᵉ ❦𝐀 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞❦ . 𝘼naya Sharma is a beautiful, down-to-earth, silent and innocent girl with her radiant looks and slender frame. She's a college student who has been battling alot of issues all her life. She lost her mother in a very young age and her father remarried. She lives with her father and stepmother who mistreat her. She's broken but strong enough to hide all her pain behind her beautiful smile, all she wants is love, care and respect but all she has is HOPE..the hope of receiving all this one day in her life. Although not everyone gets what they want but here comes our hero; 𝙍eyansh oberoi who has gotten everything he ever wanted in his life with just a snap of his fingers. A hotshot, workaholic, arrogant, confident and enthusiastic person and next heir of 'Oberoi enterprises' his all focus is on his work, He has everything that one only dreams of; good looks, fame, enormous wealth and power..he's the pride of his family. He may be rude to others but a loving and caring person to his loved ones These two are different persons with different personalities but what will happen when their life will take U-turn and these incompatible souls have to bind in an arranged marriage A guy who always gets what he wants will he accept the Bride, he doesn't want? Will Anaya ever get what she always hopes for or left broken again like before? Lets see how their life gonna turn out Get ready to ride this rollercoaster journey

_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. THIS STORY IS WRITTEN WITH THE HELP OF "AI",BUT STORY LINE IS MY OWN. Please read whole story.male lead have a really good character development This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.

"you thought I would love you? look who just had the biggest misconception in their life." I said laughing on the outside but the pain that was circulating through my heart was so immense that I couldn't hide the tears which were forming in my eyes. "you don't know why I did what I did" she said. yeah how will I know. I am the dumbest person on this planet to even think what she had for me was true. "But this is not where it ends. It will end only when I marry you. Mark my words Aanya" I said throwing a punch right beside her face, on the net behind her. ___________________________________________ Aanya Verma, an average Indian girl trying to survive her college life, where she unexpectedly encounters her school enemy. the story takes place when Aanya finds out that her so-called enemy from school is her first one night stand. Vineet Singhal, a calm and sophisticated person. the ever so quiet Vineet loses his calm the moment he comes in contact with this particular girl who knows nothing but how to get on his nerves. At some point, just looking at her face is enough for him to lunge on her like a bull. This complication between them has been caused by a certain someone at a very young age. Both of their minds are filled with hurt for each other. To find out more, dive into their world along with me. Nyraa. ___________________________________________ Story tropes: • enemies to lovers • hate to love • school life to college life to adults • fun banter date of start- 4/3/24 date of end- 14/10/25

𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 ♬♩♪♩ [ɪɴᴅɪᴀɴ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ] 𝗥𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝗸𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗼𝗿 : A 30-year-old, 6'1", devilishly handsome man with a sharp jawline, broad shoulders, tan skin, brown eyes, and a chiseled six-pack physique that leaves women swooning. President of RK Groups, where work and friends mean everything to him. Once passionate about photography, he gave up his dreams to manage the family business after his younger brother became a lawyer. Rivaan is serious, responsible, and pragmatic but carries a deep resentment toward his circumstances. He was forced into marriage with a simple village girl, Preeti, due to his grandmother's insistence. Though he respects his grandmother, this marriage was never part of his plans, and adjusting to it will test his patience and resolve. ____________________________________ 𝗣𝗿𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗶 𝗥𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝗸𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗼𝗿 : A 22-year-old village girl, standing 5'3", with an innocent, small, and cute face, a button nose, large brown eyes, and waist-length hair. Preeti is gentle, soft-spoken, and respectful of her elders. She has never ventured out of her village, where life was simple and her dreams modest. She accepted her arranged marriage without complaint, believing it to be her duty as a daughter, but she is unprepared for the challenges of life in a big city or the cold indifference of her husband. Despite her struggles, Preeti is determined to win over her new family and adapt to her unfamiliar world, but her journey will be anything but easy. ◦•●◉✿✿◉●•◦ ______________________________________ Don't forget to vote and comment 😁 Happy reading ❤️

𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆, 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒄𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝑨 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔, 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒕 𝒈𝒖𝒏𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒕- 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒓. 𝑰𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆... 𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏? Dark thriller romance || mature themes

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