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"She tried to reach out the fallen star, the one still yearning for a ground called love." Born in a conservative family of UP, famous not for respect but for dangerous things, where women were nothing more than showpieces to be controlled and ordered. Shreevi Mishra never fit in. The more restrictions they put on her, the more she burned to break them. In a house where even listening to songs was a sin, she dared to dream of two impossible things, One, to become an actress. Two, to marry him. But him who? Yuvaan Shergill. Superstar. The calmest, sweetest, humblest man, at least, that's what the world believes. Or maybe that's just what he wants them to see. Afterall is is an actor. Because behind the fame and lights is a man scarred by bitter experiences, a man who has learned to see the world through one lens, money. With a typical mindset, he believes girls only want one thing from him, his wealth. And so, he has vowed to keep them far away. But when God said action, even he was unknown to his part of script. For the most money-minded girl he would ever meet was also the one who refused to leave his side. Shreevi Mishra, his craziest stalker, the girl with brown-crimson eyes who followed him everywhere. All Yuvaan wanted was to get rid of her. All she wanted was to make him fall for her...by hook or by crook.

"Excuse me!! How dare you to talk to me like this?? Do you know who I am?" He roared at Vanika in loud voice pointing his index finger towards her. "Prime minister ke bete ho tum?? By growing this beard and height, are you thinking that you are training commander? Listen Mr. Whatever, I don't give a damn about your identity. So just leave my way." Vanika said putting his finger down by her index finger. He gave her a death glare and left from there while she smirked . ******************************************************** She was standing in line with other IPS candidates but suddenly gets 440 volt shock when the same man she fought with came to stage throwing sharp glares at Vanika and said - "Good morning Candidates. I am Nirmay Oberoi your training commander. And from now you all will be trained under my guidance in these 11 months." ******************************************************** But both of them did not know that the tale which has started will go "𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙴𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙽𝙸𝚃𝚈".

Meet Akshant Pratap Shekhawat, a royal with a tough exterior and sharp wit. Despite his cold demeanor, he craves his father's love, but his life is tangled in betrayal and family drama. To prove himself, Akshant takes on the challenge of finding true love by seeking the perfect bride. Enter Niharika Sharma, a simple, middle-class dreamer. Her life takes an unexpected turn when Akshant offers her an unconventional marriage proposal. Forced into a pact, Niharika must play the role of a perfect wife without emotional attachment. Bound by rules that forbid lies and demand loyalty, Niharika finds herself navigating Akshant's royal world. As they balance on the thin line between duty and personal freedom, an unexpected love story begins to bloom. Beneath their forced alliance lies the possibility of a real connection. Will Akshant find the love he's been yearning for? Can Niharika reconcile her dreams with the realities of royal life?

Isharth an introverted Wattpad writer who escapes his fractured family through his stories, unaware that his first and most loyal reader, Kaushiki has been supporting him from the start. A fearless girl who sees love as a mere illusion, she unknowingly becomes the light in his life. Fate brings them together in college, turning them into inseparable best friends. She was unaware that her best friend was that Wattpad author whose writings she liked very much. But when an unexpected arranged marriage forces them into a lifelong bond, will Isharth's belief in love be enough to change Kaushiki's heart?

✧.𝕭𝖑𝖚𝖗𝖇✧. She stopped believing in love. He never believed he deserved it. But destiny had other plans-and they began with a wedding neither of them asked for. Mira Deshpande bakes poetry into pastries and hides quiet grief behind frosting and flour. After a love that shattered more than just trust, she's done waiting for a fairytale. So when her parents arrange her marriage, she doesn't fight it but she doesn't expect anything from it either. "𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴." Ashvik Suri is a man of paper cuts and practiced silences. On the surface, he's the reserved owner of a quiet bookstore. But behind the shadows and stacks of forgotten novels, he carries a secret-he's A. Reyaan Vale, the anonymous literary sensation who writes about the very love he refuses to claim for himself. "𝘏𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦-𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺." Two strangers, and a bond neither planned to cherish. But in the soft hush of shared spaces-between Mira's chalkboard quotes and Ashvik's midnight scribbles-a new story begins to write itself. Gentle, aching, real. Until a secret identity threaten to turn their fragile beginning into another ending. 𝐈𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫?

'𝙄𝙨𝙝𝙦 𝙟𝙪𝙣𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙟𝙖𝙗 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙚, 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙦 𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙚' After crossing the first phase of love, they now stand at the edge of a new journey-one that will test their hearts and devotion in ways they never imagined. "Like the moon awaits the sun after a long night, her heart held onto his light through every shadow and silence."