Book 1 of WEB OF HEARTBEATS series. Tangled Duties Loyalty? Love? Or duty? Bro he's torn!. He's torn between loyalty and love. He, who is a secret agent with a dangerous mission and a secret love. He's an undercover agent. In mask of A bodyguard. She's a princess, bound by tradition. But when emotions collide with responsibility, things get tangled. He was supposed to Spy on her. He wasn't supposed to fall for her. Caught between duty and desire, Rudra walks the fine line of trust and betrayal. Avni's every move challenges his resolve, while his growing obsession threatens to consume him. She's his to protect, She's his to spy on, But soon, she might become his to possess. And as the shadows of suspicion loom, both their fates hang by a thread. Will Rudra stay true to his mission? or will love make him cross lines that should never be crossed? In a world where trust is scarce, can love survive the secrets? What happens when a bodyguard falls for the one he's meant to spy on? Find out in Tangled Duties - where loyalty, love, and betrayal collide in a story that keeps you on the edge. Most Impressive Ranking #1 Lucknow on 31 october 2025 #1 undercoveragent on 25 feb 2025 #2 Undercover agent on 30 april 2025 Note:- the images used in this do not belong to me. But the edit is mine Image source is pinterest / AI And edited from Canva.

She is just a girl who wants a life where no pain exists but life has another one planned for her. Afsana Bansal was getting married with Isharth Purohit but on the wedding day he was gone. She married her elder brother Dhritaansh Purohit who was mysterious , toxic and rich. She had no idea that her destiny and she was her self claimed by a devil. ---------- Afsana took a deep breath and said, "Can I join college again? Just a month before the wedding, Papa had stopped me from going, but now can I-" She was about to say more when suddenly a soft cry escaped her lips. She immediately looked at her hand. Dhritansh's grip on it had become much stronger than before. He was looking at her without any expression. Afsana quickly looked at him and said, "Dhritansh ji, what are you doing? It's hurting me." Dhritansh replied in the same tone, "What were you saying?" Afsana wasn't even focused on speaking anymore. She kept looking at her hand, trying to free it. Finally, she shouted, "Dhritansh ji, stop it!" Dhritansh seemed to snap out of it all of a sudden. He looked at her hand and said, "I'm sorry, Gulabo. I'm really sorry." Saying that, he gently kissed her palm and looked back at her face. Afsana stared at him in surprise. Dhritansh placed his hand on her cheek and asked, "Did it hurt too much?" -----------

Kartik Jaisingh- A man very well-behaved, understanding, calm and clever like a fox loses his peace just because of a girl who has a healthy crush on him. Meera Raichand- a naughty, bubbly, independent and full of life girl gave her heart to a man who does not even acknowledge wedding and love stories. His plan is clear. If he marries, he wants a girl like his two sisters-in-law. The probability of marriage is only 10% out of 100. Everything is clear about her too. She has decided that she will make Kartik Jaisingh the son-in-law of her house. Both are polar opposites. He believes in facts while she lives in a different world- dreams. He believes in truth and philosophy of life. He is annoyed by the fake love of the world. On the other hand, there is her who has completely planned her love story including the charming prince of her life. But was it all that easy? Could her life have become a love story with a perfect ending?

Bava x mardal Fire x water Strict x bubly Professor x student In the once-united villages of Andhra Pradesh, lifelong friends Veerendra Reddy and Rajendra Verma saw their bond shatter when Raghuram Verma eloped with Veerendra's daughter Shraddha, sparking bitter rivalry between the Reddy and Verma clans. Years later, Rudraksh Pratap Reddy, the disciplined IIT professor and heir to Reddy Enterprises, crosses paths with Jahnavi Raghuram Verma, the bright M.Tech student and pampered daughter of his family's sworn enemies. As old grudges simmer under the watchful eyes of patriarchs Veerendra and Rajendra, and amid the pull of family duties from Reddy's, Rudraksh and Jahnavi's growing connection threatens to heal or destroy the fractured legacy forever.

1968..ᝰ "𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐥, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝. 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 '𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥' 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥." Her face was veiled however her gaze remained unveiled, revolting to see stars of her own sky which laid 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞. वो नारी है , लहरों सी वो पैर छूना जानती है तो कश्ती डुबाना भी An arranged marriage between a woman desperate to belong to herself and a man who belonged more to revolutions than to love. Born with privilege but disgusted by the society around him, As a criminal lawyer, he fought for widows, young girls, and women whose voices were buried. Marriage was never meant to be part of his life until a promise brought them together as husband and wife. He belonged to nobility, precise in words, calm in demeanor and observant. She belonged only to herself, spoke words of her shadow. Stepping into his grand haveli as his wife forced her to face harsh customs, lingering judgments, and a marriage filled with quiet tension, stolen glances, and feelings neither of them were ready to name. And when society tries to break her spirit, will he stand beside the world he swore to change or set her dreamson fire for his family ? Tropes • Soft gaze × tough exterior • Feminist ML × Feminist FL • Shawl × cotton saree • Very slow burn • Curious FL × calm ML • Mutual yearning • Quiet tension × forbidden softness • Secured Masculinity • "Let me cry on your lap and cover my face with your pallu

𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆, 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏-𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒖𝒑𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒊, 𝒘𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒘𝒍𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒔. 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒏, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒇, 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒍. 𝑻𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒄𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆-𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆, 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏'𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚-𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆.. Raaz_e_tasauur_

[Watty's 2015 Winner] one lie. one fake relationship. one million problems. © 2016 Virgo Rose Edwards. trailer made by @novemberdreamer

Completed. ☼ " Her denial, that was like a dam holding back a flood of feeling, of sweet relief for desperate soil, holding back a flood it stood no chance against, as yet another crack formed with a strong wave that already knew it had won. On the other side Marley stood, watching her dam's inevitable, impending destruction - fearing, knowing, that quenching her aching thirst would be synonymous with drowning, would be synonymous with coming up for air, would be synonymous with surrendering to a force of nature that was beautiful in all its calm, but terrifying in all its chaos. He absentmindedly tucked a loose flyaway behind her ear. Right then. Another crack in her last line of defence. Another rolling back of a wave, gaining strength, beating against the tired concrete. Another overflow rolling above the wall, droplets racing to sink into her every vulnerable place. Another enigma - still being afraid, while watching the water, and feeling the ache " ☼ Praise for 'Camp Where The Hell Are We?' "the fact that this book isn't just a book. it's a life lesson it teaches us the importance of friendship on how to be grateful that most of us live comfortable lives this book is such a masterpiece and deserves to be more recognized" - @voidtonkin "No book has changed or influenced me as much as this. Marley has inspired me to be more kind, forgiving and mature. Aiden has taught me to look for all the small things. Gabby showed me that real friendship is standing up for the other no matter what. Every book I read is a part of who I am, and this is one of the biggest parts. Thank you." - @ah-sh-ih-k-ah "I could feel every emotion, like I was standing right there, just on the outside looking in. Couldn't sleep until I finished this." - @justwonderfulbaby "You have such a beautiful and unique way with your words, I love this story so much and it and you deserve so much recognition. It's beautiful." - @hayleysfault ☼ partiallyprecarious, 2018

𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉 , 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕 , 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 "Excuse me! Is this the way to talk to someone? Don't you have any manners?" He yelled at her, his voice heavy with frustration and disappointment. "Excuse me, Mr. Aap hote kaun hain mujhe manners ka gyaan dene waale? And by the way, you're also at fault here. So don't try to act oversmart with me," she shot back firmly and walked away, muttering under her breath.... "Aaye bade mujhe fazool ka gyaan dene waale Gyaani Baba!" *************************************************************** "Hey Bhagwan! Aaj toh sach mein pata chal gaya ki duniya gol hai!" She exclaimed.. "Yeh kaha se hamaare training commander nikle? Ab kya hoga agar unhe kuch yaad aa gaya toh...? Tu toh gayi, Shivi beta!" ******************************************************** Lost in thought, she kept glaring at him, silently fuming. "Papa ko bhi poori duniya mein yahi namuna mila tha shaadi ke rishte ke liye?" She muttered in her head. "Na Baba Na! Yeh anarth nahi hone doongi main! Chahe sir kalam kyu na ho jaye mera... Meri kurbaani yaad rakhi jaayegi itihaas ke panno mein!" And then chuckled to herself "Heh... heh... heh..." But no one knows what's written in destiny... Except your Ikaa, of course 💁‍♀️ (And if you want to know too , then what are you waiting for? Continue reading the story!) ©️All rights reserved Ikaa_writes