Serene Chords of Harmonies isn't just a book. It's a collection of one-shots that hit your heart like your favorite melody, soft yet unforgettable, serene yet intoxicating. Every story is a secret, every page a whisper, and every word a chord that will linger in your soul long after you've read it. Love, longing, heartbreak, and hope-each day brings a new note, a new story, a new moment you won't want to miss. So press play, turn the page, and let yourself get lost in the music of words. Because some stories... aren't meant to be just read. They're meant to be felt. 🌷🫠

𝑴𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊-𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 Aathiya: "I'd rather be alone than broken again." Reyansh: "You were never meant to be anything less than my world... Munji Ghull." - Aarohi: "Meri reputation ki to dhajjiyaan tum log uda chuke ho. Ye shaadi karke clean chit nahi milne dungi tumhe kabhi bhi." (You've already shredded my reputation. This wedding won't be your clean slate.) Aadarsh: "Tumhe lagta hai main tumse shaadi karna chahta hoon? Main bhi us announcement se utna hi shock mein tha jitni tum ho." (You think I want to marry you? I was just as shocked by that announcement as you were.) - Sanvi: "It feels like I'm just a silly childhood memory to you... like I don't matter anymore. And it hurts, Kabir. It really does." Kabir: "You were never just a childhood friend to me. But I thought... I thought you'd never feel the same. So I stayed quiet." - 🖤 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 🖤 Slow Burn Love at First Sight Traumatic Pasts Trust Issues Enemies to Lovers Grumpy x Sunshine Boss x Employee Mafia Romance Childhood Lovers ⚠️ Content Warning: This story contains Mature themes. All necessary content warnings are provided at the beginning of relevant chapters. *** Highest Rankings*** #1 in Beginner #1 in Romcom #1 in International Student #1 in Sindhi #1 in Turkey #3 in Canada

I stood there, trembling slightly, my heart threatening to burst from my chest. The world around us seemed to blur, leaving only him - his presence, his warmth, the steady rhythm of his breathing. My voice came out barely a whisper, fragile, almost breaking under the weight of my longing. "Kya mein tumhare seene par sar rakh kar aakhri baar tumhari dhadkan sun sakti hu?" (Can I... can I rest my head on your chest and hear your heartbeat... one last time?) I asked, each word soaked in fear and desperation. I felt as if if I spoke any louder, the fragile moment would shatter into pieces. Mihir looked at me then. He didn't speak immediately. He just held my gaze, his eyes searching mine as if trying to memorize every fragment of me, every silent plea in my soul. And then, in that gentle, quiet tone that cut deeper than any scream, he said, "Tumne agar meri dhadkan aakhri baar sun li toh tumhari dhadkan humesha ke liye ruk jaayegi." (If you hear my heartbeat one last time... your heartbeat will stop forever). The words sank into me like ice, freezing everything inside me, yet setting my heart ablaze in a strange, unbearable ache. I felt a shiver run down my spine, but I couldn't pull away. Somehow, I wanted to feel him, wanted to feel the warmth of his chest beneath my head, even if it meant risking everything. ----------- What will happen if, with just one glance at someone, a person's life changes? How did that one look make that person fall to their knees in prostration? Will she be able to forget that single gaze that made her a prisoner forever? Was that meeting of eyes the will of the God, or just a lesson for her?

Book 2 in the "Love with Obsession" Series. Trope: STUDENT X PROFESSOR "You're mine now, Amira," he whispered, his breath cold against her ear. "Forever and always." Amira's heart trembled, her soul screaming for escape. But Arhaan's hold was too strong, his web of deceit too intricate. She was a butterfly caught in a spider's snare, her wings beating futilely against the silken threads. ___ Arhaan Siddique ~ A charismatic and intelligent master manipulator with a dark obsession, using emotional manipulation and control to possess and dominate Amaira, hiding his sinister intentions behind a polished facade. Amaira Sheikh ~ A bright and free-spirited individual, initially confident and independent, but gradually becoming trapped and vulnerable to Arhaan's manipulation, struggling to maintain her identity and autonomy in the face of his controlling behaviour. ____ There's a question echoing through the halls of his mansion, a haunting whisper: what secrets lay hidden behind Arhaan's charming smile, and how far would he go to satiate his all-consuming desire for Amira's love? Only time would tell, but one thing was certain - Amira's fate was inextricably entwined with the sinister forces that drove Arhaan's heart.

When Raven agrees to help sheltered Cassian complete his list of firsts in exchange for cash, it's strictly business-until their deal ignites an undeniable chemistry neither of them saw coming. *** After making a deal to finish her last year at Briarwood Academy in exchange for a shot at her dream job, 18 year old Raven Castillo has one mission: graduate and get out. No fights. No distractions. No complications. Cassian Hawthorne has spent his life buried in books, sheltered by his overprotective parents. But with college looming, he's ready to change that. He has a list of firsts to complete, and the unbothered new girl seems like the perfect person to help him. *** She needs the cash. He needs the experience. It's just business... until addictive kisses, lingering touches, and stolen glances make it anything but. What happens when their deal turns into something neither of them can control? Will they allow these sparks to fly, or will their personalities be far too different to carry on? ☪︎ ִ ࣪𖤐 𐦍 ☾𖤓 𝐁𝐚𝐝 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐱 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐲 [CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE] #1 in goodboy #1 in badgirl #1 in badgirlgoodboy #1 in plottwist #1 in forbiddenlove #1 in bucketlist #2 in steamy #2 in lovestory #3 in teenromance

BOOK TWO OF DARK SERIES "Jo karta hun puri shiddat se karta hun, abb chahe woh nafrat hi sahi. Aur uss nafrat ki hadd junoon mein badal gayi. Tumhe paane ka junoon". ~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~•° Reyansh Rai Singhania, 28 years old, a billionaire and King of his own business Empire. Cunning, notorious and loves to play dirty games to trap his prey. But behind the facade of cruel bastard resides a broken man who was despised by his own family, who left him at his worst, he is all alone in need of a companion. Aastha Rajput, 26 years old, a doctor thriving to reach heights of success. She's kind to those who deserves and has potential to show right place to the jerks. Her 'go and fuck off' attitude indeed keeps them far away from her. She's getting engaged to her old school crush unaware of the upcoming storm. When fate plays, it plays hard, it will throw you in the games that were never meant to be yours. "You let him touch you, my minx, do you know what I do to them who touch my property? His words were dangerously calm, an invitation of death. "He's my fiance, for god's sake, he has all rights over me w----- "Never.ever.repeat.that. or I might fvck you right in front of him, and no one can stop me". He uttered grinding his teeth. It's true though, he is capable of crossing all boundaries, what he said is probably easiest for him. "I'm not your property". I spat back, knowing very well, it ignited his rage. "Ohh really, my minx . He stepped forward, his eyes darker than earlier. "keep that in mind, you're mine to ruin, mine to claim and mine to break". I don't want to accept but that's true, the leash of my life is in his hands.... It's him and me, end of the story, even if he's the villain. "Just like I save people, I can kill too. Get lost before I rip your limbs out". Plagiarism is highly prohibited 🚫

𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲? 𝗔 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁? But are you sure it's beautiful... and not painful? Dev Oberoi might disagree. Young, wealthy, dangerously handsome-Dev had everything. As the second eldest son of one of the world's richest families, life had always been in his control. Money, power, and simplicity were all that mattered. Until a pair of ocean blue eyes met his hazel ones, and his world shifted. A single glance. A fleeting moment. But the spark it left behind was undeniable. Days turned into weeks, then months. Casual encounters became café meet-ups, then something deeper. Love found its way in. But love doesn't always last. On what should have been the happiest morning of his life, Dev received a single message. "We're over." No explanations. No warnings. Just an end. And Ivara Shekhawat? Elegant, fierce, yet soft-hearted-she was a mix of an angel and a devil. Love was never meant for her, not when her own family saw her as a burden. But Dev made her believe in the impossible. For the first time, she had someone who made her feel cherished. For the first time, she dreamed. Until she was forced to destroy it all. That was five years ago. Now, fate plays its cruelest trick. A high-end restaurant. A marriage proposal. A man who never forgot. A woman who never stopped hurting. Dev walks in, expecting just another business dinner for his brother's proposal. Instead, he finds her-dressed in a waitress's uniform, standing before him like a ghost from the past. Coincidence? Or a twisted game of destiny? The past is still there, lingering in the air between them. The pain, the longing, the unanswered questions. The fire never died-it was only buried under five years of unresolved emotions, the fire has now re ignited, but now with flames of revenge and sickening desires. Will love get a second chance? Or will it get destroyed under this new borne Fire? (Sequel to 'Arranged

ROYAL SERIES #7 If you are looking for a beautifully arranged marriage story, you've come to the right place. This story will not disappoint you. Aashwith Rajput is 28 years old and is soon to become the king of Jodhpur. He is the CEO of the Rajput Empire. His influence extends beyond Jodhpur; he is one of the richest men in India, wielding considerable power both in the financial market and among political leaders. Although he appears ruthless, arrogant, and merciless to the outside world, he is soft-hearted when it comes to his family. Little do they know that a man like him can easily be softened by just one person. Vishakha Singh Rathore is 23 years old, the princess of Udaipur, and has completed her undergraduate studies while pursuing additional degrees. She is well-mannered but has a playful and mischievous side. Known as the apple of her family's eye she hides deeper emotions that nobody seems to recognize. Join us as we explore how Aashwith and Vishakha discover each other... #1 storytelling(28/11/25) #1 romancefanfiction(19/12/2025) #1 adultsituations(21/12/25)

9 august 2025 :- top 1 from top 10 india 17 august 2025 :- top 2 from top 10 india 25 october:- top 3 from top 10 india 30 october :- top 6 from top 10 india ***************************************** Warning Mature story "Aap na bahut bure hai," a four-year-old girl said while pouting. "Main bura hoon? Kitni baar bola hai, hone wala pati hoon tera. Samajh nahi aata? Phir se 'bhaiya' bola na, toh maarunga," the ten-year-old boy replied. Her eyes filled with tears. "Me... ri... galt... i ha... i, ma... ne bola tha ki..." she stammered, crying. His heart clenched at the sight. "Accha, chup ho ja. Tofee khayegi?" he offered gently. She instantly smiled and nodded.