🦚Har baat samjhana sada, sambhav nahi radhe.. Samay samjhayega... __________________________________________________ She believes in devotion, not love. He believes in control, not emotions. __________________________________________________ Sheetal Das, a chaotic, outspoken girl from Odisha, moves to Delhi for her studies, carrying laughter, faith, and zero intentions of falling in love. Allergic to boys and devoted to Krishna, she never notices when feelings begin to grow - until destiny places her in the path of a boy who watches her a little too closely. Shivank Singh Randhawa, is calm, reserved, and unreadable, a man who never lets emotions dictate his choices. But the moment he sees her, something shifts - silently, deeply, irrevocably. __________________________________________________ "And if I stop believing?" "Then I'll believe for both of us, meri priye" __________________________________________________ Because some connections don't need a meeting. They are felt __________________________________________________ Tropes Love at first sight She fell first but he fell harder She slipped into love. He drowned in it. Unknown connection that can be felt Silent Longing Possession & Devotion Multiple couples

LOVE AMONG THE RUINS #1 The Shadow of Fate: A Story of Vihaan and Misha This is a tale woven from the harsh, unpredictable threads of fate-a story of how the universe can sometimes be truly cruel. It is the painful chronicle of Vihaan and Misha. At one point in her life, Vihaan was Misha's beacon, her healer and solace, the one person who could soothe her deepest wounds. And because of her dad's last wishe Misha had to marry Vihaan. Rithika and Karthik Their connection is a calm refuge, illustrating the beauty of mutual respect and deep, effortless compatibility. Shivansh and Ruhi Tired of the world's relentless demands and disillusioned with its complexity, she found herself yearning for peace. Unexpectedly, her cynicism began to thaw when she met the second son of the esteemed Rajkot family. Noor and Ayaan Their relationship is defined by a deep, playful love-one where sparring is simply another way of interacting, and the bond beneath the surface remains strong and unwavering. Akshara and Aakarsh What started as a casual college romance quickly transformed into something far more profound. Will all these other tales be blessed with happy memories? Will love conquer every obstacle, or will they too succumb to the shadow of fate? What was the devastating incident that shattered their bond and transformed their healer-patient connection into a source of excruciating pain? Will their own tortured journey ever conclude with a happy ending? Is reconciliation or peace even possible after such a wound? And most importantly, why did he inflict that pain? Was it a choice, an accident of circumstance, or an unbearable sacrifice? There are many other couples too will they have a happy ending or not ? To uncover the truth of their tragedy and the reason their accidental love story turned so dark, please turn the page and read THE ACCIDENTAL LOVE. ~~~~

Note: The stories uploaded here are entirely in Hindi. For readers who prefer English, I will share the English versions of these stories in a separate book, Postbox of Love. Ek anjaane prem ki kahani jo do dilon mein khilti hai-jab do ajnabi raastein takrate hain, kismat ek pal ke liye ruk jaati hai aur unki taqdeerein narm taur se dobara likhi jaati hain. Jo ek chhoti si mulaqat ke roop mein shuru hota hai, dheere-dheere ek aisi jod mein badal jaata hai jise na unhone socha tha aur na hi rok paaye. Chhupi nazron aur ankahe alfaazon mein, unhe milta hai sukoon, himmat, aur ek aisi apnapan ki bhavna jise woh kabhi talash bhi nahi kar rahe the. Dil ke chhote battles ke beech, unka rishta narm par mazboot hota hai-saboot ki kabhi-kabhi sabse gehra pyaar bina bataye aa jaata hai, bilkul us waqt jab insaan sabse kam ummeed karta hai. Yeh hai aapki postgirl, Aditi-jo aapko sunayegi kahaniyan apni chhoti postcards se, har ek mein ek dhadkan, ek rukawat, ek vaada chhupa hai. Har postcard ek romance ka tukda hai jo syaahi mein moharband hai: railway platforms par chhoti si nazar, coffee ke daagon ke beech likhe gaye ikraar, aur woh pyaar jo bina bulaye aaya aur ummeed se zyada der tak thahar gaya. Jab aap in cards ko palatoge, aap sirf ek kahani nahi padhoge-aap usmein kadam rakhoge, mehsoos karoge chaahat ki garmi, pehchane jaane ka junoon, aur dilon ki woh khamosh himmat jo ek doosre ko chunne ki taqat deti hai. Yeh postcards un lamhon se chamakte hain jo kabhi feekay nahi padte, aapko yeh yaqeen dilate hain ki sabse chhoti kagaz ki tukdi bhi sabse bade pyaar ko sambhaal sakti hai. Chaliye, hum ishq ke rangon ko khol kar uske jaadu ko jee bhar ke jeeyein. (Starts Jan 2026) -❤️(❁'◡'❁)❤️-

A series of brutal murders has shaken Los Angeles. Innocent people have been found dead, torn apart in brutal, incomprehensible ways. All signs point to one culprit: the Half-Mask. A woman who moves through the night like a feral female beast, leaving only blood and silence behind. No one knows what she wants. No one has ever lived long enough to understand her rage. And now, Officer Lynn is dragged into a nightmare she cannot escape... forced to confront a merciless, monstrous female. Warning: This novel is intended for adults and contains graphic, bloody, and disturbing scenes. 18+.

🌺 VAIDEHI DIXIT ~ Vaidehi a 17 years old girl the middle child of sunaina and devendra dixit She has just completed her 10th board exams, scoring an impressive 95%, though math has always been her biggest fear. Still, despite that, she remains the class topper Vaidehi is a grounded girl an ambivert she is 5'4 with fair complexion She's quiet and reserved around people who don't match her vibe, but completely open, talkative, and full of life with the ones close to her heart.sometimes she is very jhalli but sometimes very mature Kind at heart and deeply emotional, but she is very delusional a bollywood girly and always in her fictional world She has an endless love for dance and music, which are her safe spaces A bibliophile, she finds herself lost between the pages of books, dreaming of worlds that feel more real than her own. 🌺ACHYUTAM TRIPATHI - Achyutam a 18 years old boy known lovingly as Achyut, is the eldest son of Hriday and Radhika Tripathi. Calm, mature, and soft-spoken, he is the kind of boy who wins hearts with his gentle nature and respectful attitude. He stands tall at 6'2 , has a fair complexion, lotus-shaped eyes, and a peaceful smile that reflects his pure soul. His presence brings warmth and calmness to the Tripathi house. Achyut studies in Class 12th and is one of the brightest students in his school. He is a math lover - solving tough problems is like fun for him. He believes that maths teaches patience and clarity Apart from studies, Achyut has a deep love for music and singing. His voice is melodious and full of emotion; His biggest dream is to become an IPS officer. He wants to serve the country and make his parents proud through honesty, discipline, and hard work.

"Jab dil aashiyana ban jaye, toh mohabbat raaste nahi, manzil dhoondhti hai." °~° ♡ Dil Tera Aashiyana ♡ Vanshika Aggarwal, 19, is a quiet, introverted girl from Surat. A bookworm, Kathak dancer, and scholarship student at St. Phillips University, she has no time for love-only dreams of friendship and belonging. Revansh Oberoi, 22, is sharp, ruthless, and feared. He's the heir to the Oberoi Empire-a college topper, basketball captain and mafia prince in disguise. He trusts no one, punishes betrayal without mercy, and hides his scars behind calm, deadly eyes. Two lives collide. One fragile heart. One dangerous soul. ♡♡Main Tropes♡♡ •College Love Story • Mafia Prince × Middle-Class Girl • Heir of the Oberoi Empire × Kathak Dancer • Slow-Burn Romance • Ruthless × Clumsy • Enemies to Lovers • Grumpy × Sunshine • Cold to Everyone, Soft Only for Her • Power × Innocence • Silent Protection • Dangerous World × Pure Heart • Touch Her and You're Dead Will Vanshika survive the storm he brings-or will she be consumed by it? 💌 Love doesn't knock. Sometimes, it barges in uninvited...

Aarvi [ FL]:- you are the melody that fills my heart with joy. You 're the peanut butter to my jelly, the Merlot to my pizza.I' m not lost because I'm with you , I'm exactly where I 'm meant to be💖 Lakshit [ ML]:- You are the reason I believe in love. With you , my heart beats differently . You're the missing piece I never knew I needed. With you, my love , the world is a fairy tale 💞 Shivangi [ 2nd FL]:- "Your touch ignites a fire within me ". Uday[ 2nd FL]:- "My love, you burns brighter than any flame ". Marriage isn't just becoming husband and wife ... it's becoming teammates for life .It's choosing each other every single day ... through highs and lows . It's late - night talks , kitchen work , dance , shared dreams and quite support. It's building a life where love feels like home . Love story of lakshit and aarvi ( bound to fall in love with each other )

He was the professor no one could ignore. She was the girl everyone overlooked. Professor Abhimanyu, 32, wasn't just another name on the faculty list...he was a presence. Known for his sharp mind, unmatched work ethic, and an aura of quiet authority, he taught Architectural Design like it was more than a subject... like it was a language of the soul. But he wasn't easy to keep. In just two years, he had already left two prestigious universities...never for better offers, but for something far more rare: his self-respect. He refused to compromise his dignity, no matter the cost. Then came Amrita. A final-year student. Always present, yet invisible. Always silent, yet full of unspoken thoughts. She wasn't the girl people noticed..she was the one they laughed at. The one who tried to fit in but somehow became the punchline instead. Shy. Introverted. "Boring," they called her. But they never really saw her. Because beneath that quiet exterior lived a mind that felt deeply, imagined endlessly, and observed everything. And yes... She had a crush on him. Just like many others. But unlike them, hers wasn't shallow admiration. It was something softer. Something deeper. She didn't just notice his looks, she noticed the way he spoke about design, the way he stood by his principles, the way he never pretended to be someone he wasn't. And maybe... he noticed something too. Not the loudest voice in class. Not the brightest attention-seeker. But the girl who stayed back, whose designs carried emotions no one else could draw, whose silence spoke louder than words. What happens when a man who values dignity above everything meets a girl who has never been valued at all? When admiration turns into understanding... When silence turns into connection... When two completely different worlds begin to align.. A story begins. Not loud. Not rushed. Not perfect. But real. Ranks - No.1 in Slowburn (24 feb 2025)