⊹₊⋆ɴᴀ ᴄʜᴇᴅᴅᴏ ʜᴜᴍᴇ⊹₊⋆ ⊹₊⋆ʜᴜᴍ ꜱᴀᴛᴀʏᴇ ʜᴜʏᴇ ʜᴀɪ⊹₊⋆ ⊹₊⋆"ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ᴘᴏʟɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ? ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ."⊹₊⋆ ˚⊱🪷⊰˚ She was the peace he never knew he needed; he was the fire she never knew only she could calm. He entered her life to claim what he believed was his-and she let him, as if she had always belonged to him. She lived in quiet, controlled chaos, while a single decision of his could end a life-or save one. She thought he was too old; he thought she was too young. But when their worlds collided, age, logic, and reason ceased to exist-there was only them. She hated him for marrying her. He loved her for awakening emotions he never knew he had. She despised him, despised politics, yet he alone could make her knees weaken. And even though he loved her with devotion, his obsession could drive him to ruin her in the darkest ways. They were never meant to want someone like each other-yet what they shared burned hot enough to force their souls to kneel and beg each other to stay. MATURE CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.

#2 in Top 10 in India on (9/4/26) #1 in Top 10 in India on (12/4/26) Myra sharma had heard his name before she ever saw his face. Armaan Brar. The President of Chandigarh National University. Final-year Political Science student. RSVP's rising youth face. The boy professors avoid. The one students don't look in the eye. The one whose footsteps are enough to silence a corridor. They say he once pulled a gun on campus. They say he wins elections the way he wins fights... ruthlessly. They say crossing him is a mistake you don't repeat twice. And she believes every freaking word. She's just a first-year B.Com student. From a Middle class family, She left Lucknow with dreams in her suitcase. Chandigarh National University was her dream. Her fresh start. Her escape. Living alone in a new city wasn't easy but she was determined. Far away from politics, power, and people like him. Her only goal? Stay invisible, don't get noticed by bullies in college.. But Armaan Brar notices her. And that's where the problem begins. And Armaan Brar has never been gentle about what he wants. Tropes:- - punjabi munda x Brahmin girl - college president x student(1st phase) - MLA x CA Girl (2nd phase) - first love - rich guy x middle class girl - 5 years age gap (don't judge my book with this description there is a lot more about Armaan and Myra, give it a chance please...it's my first story.)

Book 2 in ROMANO'S Series. (Standalone) UNDER- EDITING ♡♡ 𝕽𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖔'𝖘 𝕷𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝕸𝖆𝖋𝖎𝖆 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘 ♡♡ 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨-the cherished Principessa of Italy. A sweet, innocent girl who could melt hearts with just her smile. Her life was perfect... ✨ Loving and caring parents ✨ Six overprotective yet supportive brothers ✨ A family that adored her But then-one tragic night shattered everything. 💔 A brutal accident... 💔 Her mother killed before her very eyes... 💔 Amaira, beaten mercilessly, left broken and alone... And worst of all- 💔 She lost her memory. She forgot her past. She forgot her family. She forgot who she was. ●●●●●●●●●● Years passed... But the Romano family never gave up. They searched endlessly for their little Principessa- The light of their lives, their happiness, their everything. And one fateful day-they found her. But their joy was short-lived... Because she didn't remember them. ●●●●●●●●●● 💥 How will Amaira react to the family she no longer remembers? 💥 How will her six overprotective brothers handle their stubborn Principessa? 💥 What secrets are they all hiding from each other? But most importantly- 💥 What will happen when the monsters from her past realize... 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨'𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬... ◇◇◇ 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 ◇◇◇ ●●●●●●●●●● 🔹𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲, 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 Follow me on Instagram: @

#Top 2 in India ( 29/7/2025 ) #Top 3 in India ( 02/8/2025 ) #Top 1 in India ( 04/8/2025 ) 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 : 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 "ᴺᴼᵀ ᴱⱽᴱᴿʸᴼᴺᴱ ᴳᴱᵀ ᴸᴼⱽᴱ ᴬᴺᴰ ᴿᴱˢᴾᴱᶜᵀ, ᵀᴴᴱʸ ᴳᴱᵀ ᴴᴬᵀᴱ ᴬᴺᴰ ᵁᴺᵂᴬᴺᵀᴱᴰ ᴾᴸᴬᶜᴱ ᴵᴺ ᴾᴱᴼᴾᴸᴱ ᴴᴱᴬᴿᵀ ". ♱ 𝐒𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐢 ♱ " 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 " ⋆⋆⋆ ♱ 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐮𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 ♱ " 𝐌𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲 " " ᴴᵃᵗᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐⁱˢᵘⁿᵈᵉʳˢᵗᵃⁿᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵈᵉˢᵗʳᵒʸᵉᵈ ˡⁱᶠᵉ" ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

"What happens when a girl haunted by a shattered past finds herself in a family that doesn't know how to mend what has been broken? Seven brothers. One hidden truth. And a secret that refuses to remain buried." Alia was only fifteen when her world fell apart,once again. Years after enduring a trauma no child should ever have to face, she is thrust into an unfamiliar life, far from everything she once knew. Her mother has remarried, found happiness, and embraced a new beginning. But for Alia, healing is not as simple as turning a page. Now living in a grand house with seven stepbrothers who are little more than strangers, Alia carries scars that cannot be seen and memories she cannot bring herself to share. Beneath her quiet exterior lies a pain far too heavy for someone her age , a past she has spent years trying to outrun. They call her family. They tell her she is safe. But Alia has learned that safety can be fragile, and trust is not easily given by those who have been hurt before. As buried secrets begin to resurface and old wounds threaten to reopen, Alia finds herself standing at a crossroads between fear and hope, silence and truth. Will this newfound family become the refuge she never believed she deserved, or will the shadows of her past follow her into the only place she has left to call home? When silence speaks louder than words, can love be enough to heal what was once broken? Hare Krishna ✨

𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙆𝙞 𝙇𝙖𝙩𝙩 𝙈𝙤𝙝𝙚.... 𝘼𝙚𝙨𝙞 𝙇𝙖𝙜𝙞 𝙃𝙤𝙜𝙮𝙞... ♡𝙈𝘼𝙄 𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙒𝘼𝘼𝙍𝙄♡ ******************** Those eyes. Dark, intense, and impossibly deep, fixed on me in a way that made my breath catch. There was no anger in them, no mockery, just a strange calm that pulled me in without warning. I couldn't explain why my heart started pounding so loudly or why looking away felt impossible. In that moment, it felt like the world had shifted slightly off its axis, leaving me shaken in a way I wasn't ready to understand. ~ Anvi Malhotra✨ ________________________________________________ This peacock feather... it reminds me of Krishna and Radha, the kind of love that people don't just feel, but worship. A love so pure that it became divine. I know nothing in this world can ever match what they shared. Maybe no human love ever can. But what I feel is honest, and it comes from the deepest part of my heart. It may not be perfect, but it is real. So, with your permission, can you please make me yours? Can you please do me the honour of calling me yours?" ~ Avighna Rawal🦚 ________________________________________________ Dive into the story to know more ❤️✨. No cheating. No toxicity. No love triangles. Just a simple school love story filled with love, friendship, laughter, and moments that might bring back memories of your school days. 29/4/26 - [No. 1 on top 10 indian stories] 2/7/26 - [No. 7 on top 10 indian stories] ________________________________________________ © 2025 by PranishaXwriters. All rights reserved.

. प्यार हुआ, इकरार हुआ प्यार से फिर क्यूं डरता है दिल? कहता है दिल, "रस्ता मुश्किल मालूम नहीं है कहाँ मंज़िल" प्यार हुआ, इक़रार हुआ है प्यार से फिर क्यूँ डरता है दिल? ************************************************************************************************** Shravani sharma an introverted girl,who don't trust easily. She's very chaotic person once she's comfortable with someone. Very quite, wants to be invisible to others because of her family. What'll happen when her entire personality changes due to an accident where she lost herself and embrace the new her. What'll happen when she starts falling for her brother's bestfriend who is also her senior. Will she get the love or her past come in between. Arnav Rajput a very reserved person, only his family and his best friend knows the real him. Focused only on his studies. An aspiring lawyer, very disciplined person. Very caring towards his family and friends. Doesn't let anyone enter his personal space. Heartthrob of his school, every girl wants to be with him, every boy admire him as a role model. But he never glance at them as there's only one goal for him that to be a lawyer just like his mother. His focus unwavering, what'll happen when his best friend's sister caught his eyes who's off limit to everyone. Will he let his feelings win or his determination. Will these two broken hearts be able to heal each other with their love? To find all your answers let dive into the story 😉. *************************************************

She thought love was never meant for her, and he believed love only belongs in stories. In the end, she became the story he lived, and he became the love she finally believed in.

"Do you regret kissing me, Ishika?" His voice dropped-dark, low, and possessive enough to steal the air from my lungs. My entire body froze. Not because I didn't know the answer- But because I did. My breath hitched, sharp and aching. Regret? God. If only he knew what that kiss did to me. His grip didn't loosen. His fingers dug gently into my wrist, grounding me to him, to the heat of his body pressed against my back. I could feel every inch of him-dangerous, intoxicating, magnetic. "Ishika," he rasped again, each syllable laced with something desperate. Something real. "Do. You. Regret. It?" I should lie. Say it meant nothing. That it was a mistake. But my heart? It was screaming. Screaming for him. No. No, I didn't regret it. I couldn't. If I had, I wouldn't still feel his taste on my lips. I wouldn't still be burning from the ghost of his touch. I wouldn't still be aching for more. "We wouldn't be kissing for so long...and still not want to let go...if I regretted that," I whispered-my voice trembling, My voice trembled. "If I regretted it, Veer..." I whispered, "...I wouldn't be standing here, craving your mouth on mine again." And that's it- I felt the pull.