Title: Mr. Thakur's Rani Description: Backbenchers. Head-smackers. Silent stares and loud arguments. They weren't lovers. They weren't enemies. They were... something in between. In school, Meher Rajput and Ansh Singh Thakur shared a chaotic bond-same class, different sections. He was the charming 6'2 heartthrob who never missed a chance to smack her head. She, the 5'2 sass queen, would smack him back-after a little height struggle, of course. Years flew by. She became a doctor. He became a businessman. Fate? Coincidence? Destiny? He saw her again-this time, with a grey-eyed kid whose eyes mirrored his own. And something in him changed. He stalked her socials. Grew obsessed. Until life handed him an opportunity wrapped in tradition-an arranged marriage. "Let me be your husband for a year. Let me be the CEO. Then, if you still want, divorce me." She agreed. But the heart doesn't follow deals. Especially when love was already rewriting the contract. It started with a deal. It turned into everything. --- Tropes: Marriage of Convenience CEO x Doctor Enemies to Lovers (school banter edition) Height Difference Slow Burn (with delicious tension) Protective Male Lead He fell first, but She fell harder "Wife of the CEO" vibes Past connection, Present obsession He only smiles for her --- And careful! This story might give you the vibes of "Shikar khud yahan Shikar ho gaya"

Title: Crimson Rivalry Description: Avni and Rehan were never meant to get along. From the moment they met on Sports Day, their relationship had been built on challenges, glares, and an unspoken tension that neither of them could escape. He was the boy who made her furious, the one who tested her limits. She was the girl who always fought back, never backing down. But rivalry is a dangerous game, especially when lines begin to blur. When stolen glances replace cold glares, when jealousy burns brighter than hatred, and when a single touch feels like a forbidden sin. As their battle of wills turns into something more intoxicating, Avni must decide-will she hold onto her grudge, or will she surrender to the enemy who slowly became her everything? Because in love and war, only one can win... but what if they were never meant to fight at all? --- Tropes & Themes: Academic & Sports Rivals Enemies to Lovers Possessive Male Lead Strong Female Lead Tension & Angst Jealousy & Possession Heartbreaking Realizations A battle of pride, a war of emotions, and a love so fierce it was never supposed to happen. Welcome to Crimson Rivalry.

Title: A Melody Left Unheard Description: ✨ Tropes: Arranged Marriage • Slow Burn Romance • Friends to Strangers to Lovers • Angst with a Happy Ending • Jealous male lead • Forced Proximity • Emotional Pining • Clumsy but Adorable female lead • Grumpy x Sunshine For Myra, music was more than just a passion-it was a safe place to hide feelings she could never speak aloud. In her final year of school, her peaceful world collided with Vihaan Malhotra-the golden boy with a sharp tongue and a softer heart hidden beneath. Between playful banter and stolen glances, a friendship blossomed, and Myra found herself falling-hard and fast. But just when her heart was ready to confess, Vihaan broke it with a truth she never expected-he liked someone else. Swallowing her pain, Myra chose to let him go, believing their story was over. Years later, fate pulls a cruel twist-they're bound in an arranged marriage neither of them asked for. Vihaan, heartbroken and distant, becomes cold and toxic, while Myra, once filled with warmth, learns to protect herself behind silence. But even through the bitterness, old feelings refuse to fade. As jealousy sparks and their close proximity blurs every boundary, can Vihaan and Myra find their way back to the unfinished melody between them? Or will the past forever echo with a love left unheard?

Tropes :- School love Arranged marriage which is arranged by him Touch her and die Opposite attraction Bestfriend's sister Childhood friends to lovers Possessive love Love-hate relationship The silent protecter The unspoken love Don't like?don't read.