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.

Her ex-husband sold their newborn son. Then he threatened to sell their daughter. To protect her child, she let herself be destroyed. Love became a weakness she could no longer afford. Five years later, she is forced into a marriage with Krish Yaduvanshi, a ruthless mafia king betrayed by his own wife. He doesn't believe in love. She doesn't believe in hope. Can they heal each other.. or will they fall apart?

Myra Sinha has mastered the art of silence. After losing her friends and battling trust issues, she's built a wall around her heart, convinced that love isn't meant for someone like her. But someone is watching. From the other side of the classroom, a boy notices everything-her intelligence, her quiet strength, the sadness in her eyes. He admires her from afar, writing about her in a notebook only he knows exists. Words become his only voice, his way of reaching out without ever speaking. What he doesn't know is... Myra sees him too. Two hearts, burdened by unspoken feelings, aching to connect in a world where silence has always been safer than love. Will they ever find the courage to write their story together? Tropes* - soft romance - spicy romance - High school romance - she fell first, he fell harder - opposite attracts - love at first sight - insecurities - Shy girl x backbencher guy

A forced marraige He forced her into marraige And then He left her "Everything is a deal. You and this marriage."Hearing Arjun's words,I could not believe my ears for a few moments. Deal? What did the deal even mean? A gap formed between my lips. I wanted to speak, I wanted to ask, but what? "W-what... Do you mean?" And finally, I managed to pull the words out of my mouth. My chest was rising and falling rapidly. My eyes did not move away from his face. What my heart no longer wanted to hear, it was now being forced to hear. With so much difficulty, I had given him a place in my heart for just a friend and now once again my heart was getting ready to break. "How could you even think that we could ever become one? How could you even think that you would become Arjun's wife and stay here forever?" His voice was hitting ming like arrows. Why... Why was he saying this? Wasn't he the same person who had forcefully married me seven months ago? He had forcefully kept me in his house, so what had happened now? "Then what was all that you showed me till now, Mr. Arjun... that attention, that affection... what was all of that?" These were not just words coming out of my mouth. Every moment,I was breaking from inside. My legs were giving up. I could not understand what had suddenly happened to Mr. Arjun . "I told you, everything was a deal. Everything was a deal for me. You and this marriage mean nothing to me. You don't need to know anything beyond this." These were the last words that I heard from his mouth. After that, he left me once again in the same condition, just like he had left before. I stood there, watching him walk away. I was watching the man walk away. . . . .

"It's not about what you lost... it's about what you find along the way." When an unexpected accident turns Puja's world upside down, she finds herself standing between love, hatred, and secrets buried deep in the shadows. Her heart belongs to Prithvi, but unspoken words keep them apart. And then there's Rajveer-a man everyone in Puja's family despises, yet he's the one silently shielding her from an unseen danger. Their connection is strange... undefined... and yet, it's everything. But behind these tangled emotions lies a secret so deep, it could shatter every relationship in her life. As the truth inches closer, Puja must choose between the comfort of what she knows... and the peril of what she's yet to discover. Love. Mystery. Betrayal. In a journey where every truth has a price, will Puja lose herself... or finally find the life she was meant to live?

She is the radiant and free-spirited princess of Malwa-beautiful, bubbly, and blissfully unaware of the haunting truths buried in her past. Since childhood, she has been bound to a royal alliance with the prince of Madhya Pradesh-a commitment inked by fate, not by choice. He is the merciless King of Rajasthan-CEO by day, mafia lord by night. Ruthless, inhuman, and feared across the nation, he commands the underworld syndicate known as the Black Domain, where he's worshipped and dreaded as The Beast in Human Form. With a wicked smile, he slaughters like it's a sport-death means nothing to him. But what happens when fate dares to intertwine their worlds? What unfolds when two cold-blooded beasts cross paths... for one delicate, untouchable beauty? She flinches at the thought of crushing an ant. He slaughters men like they're insects beneath his boots. Their contrast is more than striking-it's cataclysmic. She is dawn. He is dusk. She is the warmth of spring. He is the chill of winter. She breathes life. He brings death. She is softness wrapped in silk, the only calm that can silence the storm in him. He is steel cloaked in shadows, a living fortress of pain and vengeance. And yet... she is the only one who dares to step into his darkness. The only one who can shatter the walls he built to cage his own heart. ꧁༺༻꧂★᭄ꦿ᭄ꦿ Tropes : - Villian in love - touch her and die - mafia romance - slow burn - she fell first but he fell harder - forced proximity - Mafia x Fashion designer - Grumpy x sunshine

"Oh my God, Ishaan! You smoke? Mtlb Aapko lung cancer ho gaya kya?!" Ishaan clenched his jaw. "Roshini-" "Ab toh bas chemotherapy ka option bacha hai!" She dramatically wiped a fake tear. Ishaan groaned, unable to take it anymore. In one swift motion, he leaned forward, closing the space between them. Roshini's breath hitched. The playfulness in her eyes faded as she suddenly became aware of how close he was. His sharp features were just inches away, the warmth of his breath mingling with hers. Ishaan smirked, voice dangerously low. "Agar main cigarette peeta, toh tumhe ab tak uski smell nahi aa jati, Roshini?" Her lips parted slightly, but no words came out. He leaned in just a little more, enough to see her gulp nervously. Eyeing her up and down he said, "Aur waise bhi... mujhe addiction sirf ek hi cheez ki hai. Aur woh cigarette nahi hai." -------------- ISHAAN SINGH RAJAWAT - 27. The ruthless CEO the world fears. Handsome, arrogant, and dangerously charming. They call him the Devil-a man who walks through life with a heart sealed shut and a soul drenched in darkness. His love is a storm, his silence is louder than chaos. He's sweet only for those he calls family... and bitter to the rest of the world. ROSHINI MALHOTRA - 24. A firecracker wrapped in innocence. A middle-class girl with dreams too big for the world to handle. She's clumsy, outspoken, and unapologetically herself. A mess of emotions, laughter, and unpredictable charm. Her heart speaks louder than her mind-and trouble always seems to follow. He's darkness. She's light. He believes in control. She thrives in chaos. They were never meant to cross paths... but fate had other plans. Will love bloom in the shadows of pain? Or will destiny tear them apart before their story even begins? When fire meets ice-will it melt... or burn?

#1 book of Alluring love series ⋆*:..｡o○○o｡..:*⋆ "Why the fuck you let him touch you!!!"he growled while punching the wall behind me 'I am so scared right now what if he hit me like my father did to my mother or what if he tried to hurt me more then him or what if he-' he cutted me "Answer! why you let him touch you?"he said while taking heavy breath to try to control his anger "H...he ju...just tucked m..my hair stands b...behind my ea...ear"I said while trying not to cry he came closer very very close his hands were on wall and he bend lower to match my height. Right now his face is so close to mine that our breathes were mixing and I clutched my hands on my saree "No! he didn't 'just' tucked you hair stands, that is too much he is not allowed to do that actually no one is allowed to that except me. no one is allowed to do this" he said and slid his hands on my bare waist I shivered "no one is allowed to do this" he said and peck my neck I am feeling fire on my skin again he came closer to my ear "and he didn't just tucked you hair stands but he also touch your fingers for fucking whole 47 seconds" he said intentionally touching his lips on my ear ______________________________________________ ISHIKA SHARMA (22y/o, 5'2height) She was very talkative like people have to told her to shut her mouth, carefree, childish, had anger issues, and extrovert but this all she was but now she talks so less, careful, mature, have trust issues and introvert but why!? YUVRAJ SINGH YADHUVANSHI (27y/o, 6'2height) he hate noise he don't talk much he try not to speak even if it's important,cold,rude and bossy but a total different person with her but why? Read this book to know the story of them atleast read 10 chapters then decide. ♡°Tropes:~°♡ -Arrange Marriage -Age gap -grumpy x sunhine -MML is obsessed with MFL with a capital 'O'

𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲 𝐨𝐟 1970 : 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑻𝒘𝒐.

✮ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫 𝐱 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞 ✮ ───※ ·❆· ※─── 𝐀 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲. 𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐑𝐀 , 𝐚 28 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞. 𝐕𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐇𝐀 𝐆𝐔𝐏𝐓𝐀 , 𝐚 21 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 3𝐫𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞. ༘˚⋆𐙚｡⋆𖦹.✧˚ When she thought he wouldn't love her as she is his student, meanwhile he knelt down in front of her parents saying "Because she loves you guys a lot and I love her a lot. Before I confess my feelings I just wanted our relationship with no secrets and I just want to show her how much I love her even if it takes to convince you first before proving her" I said with a smile as I remember her." ༘˚⋆𐙚｡⋆𖦹.✧˚ It's purely fictional. If anyone have problem with it, so please don't read. The name itself is Their forbidden love, so ofcourse there will be forbidden romance. •1𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. •𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐩, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. Start - 20th January 2025 Ended - 8th may #4 in india - 18th july 2025 #1 in loveatfirstsight - 15th Feb 202