SCHEDULE : EVERY MONDAY 💗 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Isha mehra × Rudra malhotra ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My grip on the steering wheel tightened. Isha. Isha. Isha. That name. It wouldn't stop circling inside my head like a curse. "Hm. Rudra?" mom's tone shifted slightly. "What about you? What do you think about Isha?" "She's... pretty." That slipped out of my mouth before my brain could lock it down. I kept my eyes forward, pretending I hadn't just lost control over my damn tongue. Shit. Did I just say that? Me? "She's pretty, huh, bhai?" Arjun teased, grinning at me through the rearview mirror. Damn it. This idiot's going to turn it into a full family circus. "Beta, I didn't ask how she looks," mom said, folding her arms like she was holding court. "I asked, what do you think about her." I didn't answer. Because I didn't know what the hell to say. So I said nothing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Warning : This story contains abuse, torture, force (not between the couple), murder, and violence. And many more things that might triggerd you. If you're not comfortable with such content, please do not read.

𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐈 : 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𐙚⋆°🦢.⋆ᥫ᭡ A woman in love is shown as surrender, grace, and divinity; while a man in love is shown as passion, intensity, and devotion - but both dissolve equally in ishq. 𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ Yug Singhania is an 18-year-old boy currently studying in 12th grade. He lives with his family, which includes his father, mother, and younger sister. Standing 6 feet tall with striking features, he is both the head boy of the school and its academic topper. Ira Kapoor is a 17-year-old girl currently studying in 11th grade. She lives with her father and stands 5'7" tall, her striking beauty matched only by her brilliant mind, with an impressive IQ of 151. Her hobbies include painting, and she plays the piano with ease. _________________________________________ She thought he didn't remember her, unaware of the fact that he had been waiting for her ever since the day she promised to come back and meet him-ten years ago. _________________________________________ "What's your type?" Yug asked, looking at Ira, who was gazing at the rain. "If you're asking about my type in a man... it's a calm man, Yug," Ira replied, still watching the pouring rain with a soft smile on her face. "You want to be loved by a calm man, and I want to be that calm man for you-your best friend, your love, and your devotee," Yug said, his eyes fixed on her. _________________________________________ "When I said I'd be your devotee, I meant it, Ira. I mean it," Yug said, while sitting on his knees, her feet resting gently on his thighs. "You are, and always will be, the only girl in my life-as my friend, my love, and my life," he added, then slowly leaned forward and pressed a tender kiss to her feet. _________________________________________ • It's a multi couple story. ─ ABHRA SEHGAL ♡ KSHITI ARORA ─ SHIV LUTHRA ♡ ISHA SINGHANIA ─ MAHIR KHURANA ♡ AARNA MEHRA ─ ABEER ARORA

He's been irritating me from the very first day we met. I still remember that day vividly-I was crying, and instead of offering any kind of sympathy, he looked at me with that infuriating smirk and said I looked like a pig. Who does that? From that moment, he was permanently etched into my list of people to avoid. He's the guy who always comes in second place without ever seeming to study, at least not that I've seen. He never pays attention in class, and yet, somehow, he's always near the top. It's infuriating, really. And yet, here I am, breaking all my own rules, doing things that don't make any sense-for him. Why? I honestly don't know. I don't have a single good reason for these ridiculous actions I'm taking. Am I actually developing feelings for him? No. Absolutely not. There's no way. Not when I'm in my right mind. But then again... am I even in my right mind anymore? Rehaan Randheer X Saher Kulkarni Head boy X Head girl

Two boys. Two sisters. One war. And one dangerous truth. Vydit hated Sanket. Sanket hated Vydit. What they didn't know? They were both falling - deeply and helplessly -for each other's sisters. She hid behind her brother's worst enemy to escape a dog. He stepped aside, just to tease her. Her white dress got soaked in the rain. He wrapped his jacket around her - forgetting she was off-limits. And when his sister cried - "Bhai... usne batmeezi ki..." He didn't wait for justice. He became it. But secrets don't stay buried. And when the sisters begin chasing a truth they were never meant to find... The danger multiplies. The enemies face a choice: Let hate win... or fight side by side to protect the girls they can't afford to lose. Two love stories. One battlefield. And a storm that threatens to shatter them all. Tropes- Enemies-to-lovers × Forbidden romance × Hidden secrets × Brotherhood in conflict × Life-or-death stakes They weren't supposed to fall. They weren't supposed to care. But they did. Now, they'll have to choose - hate or her.

A child marriage they never asked for. A future they never expected. She was just 13, he was 15, when their fates were bound by family and tradition. He walked away. She waited. Now she's 18, finally sent to live with the husband she barely knows... And he's 20, more distant, more bitter, and completely uninterested. To him, she's invisible. To her, he's everything she was promised-but never had. Will the boy who left ever become the man who stays? Can a marriage born in silence... ignite into something real? Child Marriage Hate-to-Love Invisible-to-Irresistible Forced Proximity / Living Together "Touch Her and You Die" Vibes Possessive Jealousy Slow Burn Obsession

"𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬." ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ "Zindagi ne ekbaar tumhe mujhse cheen liya... Lekin ab jo hoga, kismat ke hisaab ne nahi hoga, mere hisaab se hoga. Aur iss baar tumhe kuch nahi hoga. Iss baar bas barbaadi hogi. Unki. Jinhone meri jaan ki yeh haalat ki hai." And it wasn't a promise. It was a curse. It was a vow to every god in existence. And the air around him shifted-heavy, still, as if even the darkness feared what he had just sworn. But little did he know, their ends had already been written-in the same ink destiny once used to script her suffering. Their fates would burn, just as they had broken her. But not in his hands. Then who?

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃 ⋆ᡣ𐭩 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 They hated each other. Academic rivals. Family friends. Nothing more. Years apart felt like freedom- Until fate brought them face to face again. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔... I kissed her back. Once. Twice. But then I forced myself to pull away. Her eyes fluttered open in confusion. I cupped her face gently, brushing my thumb across her cheekbone. "l'll hate myself tomorrow if I take advantage of this moment." "I'd never hate you," she whispered, eyes heavy-lidded. "You're the only place I feel safe." And it hit me harder than the kiss. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆... I broke the kiss, breathing heavy, my forehead resting against hers. "You belong to me," I whispered, voice raw. "I'm your husband, Ruhi. Not him. Me." She swallowed hard, her lips still trembling. "I know," she whispered. "I didn't mean to-" "No. Listen to me." He cupped her face, firm but not rough. "You're mine to hold. Mine to protect. Mine to kiss. Mine to fight with. Mine to lose sleep over. Not some asshole who thinks a toy will get him what he wants."

A student professor arrange marriage romance ｡⁠*⁠♡✧⁠*⁠。 ✧She was his gravity , his fucking planet and he was lost without her ✧ (⁠◉⁠‿⁠◉⁠) TROPES- Arrange marriage ✓ Age gap ✓ Student × Professor ✓ Grumpy × Sunshine ✓ Slow burn✓ Jealousy ✓ Green flag ✓ #2 in youngadult #3 in comdey-drama #9 in cute #4 in cute #4 in agegap