At St. Xavier's High, excellence is the standard. For Rudra Malhotra, it's a way of life. A school topper, head boy, and basketball star, Rudra is all about discipline, focus, and control-except when his temper flares. With his eyes always on the prize, he doesn't have time for distractions... until he meets Sia Verma. an artist at heart, Sia is everything Rudra isn't. Bubbly, dramatic, and completely uninterested in academics, she's far more comfortable with a paintbrush in hand than a textbook. The youngest sibling of Rudra's best friend, Veer, Sia has always lived in the shadow of her older brother's achievements. But when she enters the same school, she's determined to make her own mark. Their worlds collide on the very first day, and sparks fly. Despite their stark differences, there's an undeniable pull between them, though neither is willing to admit it. In a school where excellence reigns and emotions are kept at bay, the lines between control and chaos begin to blur. Will Rudra and Sia overcome their differences, or will their fates remain as tangled as an unfinished sketch? --- #

🏀 College Courts and Love Notes In the buzzing heart of college life, two families share a lifelong friendship... but their children? That's a whole different story. Aahaan Tiwari and Yohan Gupta are the star basketball players of rival teams - fierce, competitive, and determined to outdo each other on the court. Their sisters, Yashika Tiwari and Anushka Gupta, are no different, locked in their own battle of wits, grades, and college glory. They can't stand each other. They can't avoid each other. And with their families constantly bringing them together, they're forced into the same spaces again and again. But somewhere between late-night projects, heated arguments, and accidental moments of care, sparks begin to fly - the kind neither rivalry nor pride can stop. A story of friendship, rivalry, basketball, and the unpredictable game of love... where the final buzzer might just change everything. ⚠️ Disclaimer: Every single one of them is unapologetically dramatic, endlessly chaotic, and ready to stir up more trouble than you can handle. Proceed at your own risk - the kalesh is real. ⭐Tropes:⭐ • Multicouple • College Romance • Sports Romance • Rivals to lovers • Siblings Rival Romance • Slow burn • Forbidden love [A/N] : This story contains mature content which might trigger some reader so kindly read it on your own risk.

Myra Sinha has mastered the art of silence. After losing her friends and battling trust issues, she's built a wall around her heart, convinced that love isn't meant for someone like her. But someone is watching. From the other side of the classroom, a boy notices everything-her intelligence, her quiet strength, the sadness in her eyes. He admires her from afar, writing about her in a notebook only he knows exists. Words become his only voice, his way of reaching out without ever speaking. What he doesn't know is... Myra sees him too. Two hearts, burdened by unspoken feelings, aching to connect in a world where silence has always been safer than love. Will they ever find the courage to write their story together? Tropes* - soft romance - spicy romance - High school romance - she fell first, he fell harder - opposite attracts - love at first sight - insecurities - Shy girl x backbencher guy

Shhh... She's the secret you were never meant to uncover. A whisper in the shadows, a storm behind a delicate smile. Ayra Agnihotri moves like a memory you can't forget-graceful, untamed, and dangerous in ways that make the world pause. Her eyes are oceans, deep and unreadable, hiding secrets that could shatter hearts. Every step she takes commands attention, not with noise, but with an unshakable presence that makes you wonder if you've ever truly seen anyone before her. To know her is to walk a line between awe and fear, desire and dread-because Ayra Agnihotri is not just a name; she's a reckoning.

Title: ❤ My Love 🌹 Genre: Romantic Drama | Second Chances Theme: Healing, rediscovery, and the kind of love that never really fades. .𖥔 ݁ ˖────────────────────.𖥔 ݁ ˖ She left Delhi with her memories and soul behind - the place where everything began and where it all fell apart. Now, it's the beginning of her college life in New York. Ishita Arora - once that quiet, shy girl - has grown into a bold, confident, and more mature version of herself. She's responsible, focused, and no longer the one who stutters while speaking her heart out. But what she doesn't know is that life is about to twist again. The boy who once stole her heart and shattered it years ago... is back. Ahaan Malhotra - colder, stronger, and far more dangerous than before. His heart is numb, his charm darker, and his world nothing like the one she remembers. He's doing things she never liked, living the life she once begged him to stay away from. But destiny has a strange of humor - because now, he's her new gym trainer. And worse... he's in the same college. With someone else by his side now. .𖥔 ݁ ˖────────────────────.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Years after a painful breakup, Ishita and Ahaan find themselves in the same college, bound by fate and buried emotions. What was once love is now distance, silence, and tension too hard to ignore. They tell themselves it's over, that there's no hope of getting back - but the way their eyes meet says otherwise. Misunderstandings still haunt them, desire still lingers, and no matter how much they fight it... they just can't stay away.

Ruhani Rathore a sweet 17 year old is hoplessly in love with her brothers bestfriend. being an introvert and not too confident about herself she misses the opportunity to confess to him and ends up losing him. What will she do now? Yuvraj Maheshwari the charming 18 year old happens to be the head boy of the school , extrovert and friendly by nature..he looks and takes care of Ruhani like his own sister Will he consider her as his sister for long or will his mind change? (As I am a new writer I promise my writing style and plot will progress with the story..and the first two chapters are well-not really that good so I hope you guyz cope up with me..if you guyz have any suggestions you can always leave it in the comment box😋) (Earlier chapter are being edited as the story progresses.)

"YOU ARE MINE TO KEEP OR TO KILL" ~~~ Kiaan and Izna come from two powerful political families-Thakur and Verma-who have always been enemies. They constantly fight, especially over a piece of land that neither side wants to give up. Kiaan secretly runs a dangerous mafia group called the Hell Riders with his friends Ayushmaan and Rakshit. Things take a dark turn when someone from the Verma family attacks a girl from the Thakur family, leaving her in a coma with only a 50% chance to survive. This incident turns the old rivalry into a deadly war. But the biggest shock comes when one family demands: "KHOON KE BADLE KHOON AUR LADKI KE BADLE LADKI" {"Blood for blood and girl for girl"} ❤️‍🔥🕊️❤️‍🔥 join into the journey of kiaan & Izna. You will not be disappointed at all, trust me!!!! KIAAN X IZNA Tropes : *Forced proximity *Marriage of convenience *Enemies to lovers *Rival families *Grumpy X sunshine *Politics *College romance *revenge ~~~ MULTI COUPLE ~~~ {bookstagram, Wattpad, Fictional world, enemies to lovers, hate to Love, Mafia, politics, forced proximity, book community}

He married for duty, but she made him sin Arnav Devraj was never meant to fall in love. Not when his family's empire demanded obedience. He made a promise to his family, to his legacy, to a woman he didn't love. When Arnav Devraj's life becomes a battlefield between duty and desire, between Ruhi's forbidden touch and Nandini's rightful claim only one woman will win. And the other will destroy him.

> Dil Bharta nahi..... Aankhein rajjti nahi ... Chaahe kitna bhi dekhti jaaun.. waqt jaaye mein rok na paaun.... Tu Thodi der aur thehar jaa soneya.. Tu thodi der aur thehar jaa... Tu Thodi der aur thehar jaa Zaalima Tu thodi der aur thehar jaa......💓💓..... --------- In a world where fate chose mercy over tragedy, ARYAN AGNIHOTRI never died. He lived-with the same ocean-blue eyes that held unspoken storms, with a heart that loved AVANTIKA SINGH RAIZADA in ways words never could. This is not the story everyone knows. This is the story that was never allowed to happen. This is the story where time hesitated, where destiny loosened its grip-just once. Where love was not buried under loss, but forced to breathe through fear, memory, and scars no one talks about. Aryan carries survival like a quiet burden, and Avantika carries a love that has already known how fragile forever can be. They do not chase promises. They walk beside silence, between what almost ended and what still remains. His Ocean Blue Eyes - Our Unspoken Fate is not about rewriting the past, but about daring to live the future fate nearly stole. Because some stories are not meant to be loud. They exist in glances held a second longer, in hands that tremble before holding on, in hearts that know-this chance was never guaranteed. And when destiny gives love back its heartbeat, the question is no longer what if-but how much are you willing to feel again? 💙

"Kshatveer! Ruko!" Yashvi screameed I didn't stop. I pinned him against the stone fountain, my hand around his throat. I wasn't a student anymore; I was a monster protecting its prize. I landed another blow, and another, until the boy's face was a mess of red. "Kshatveer! Tum usey maar daloge!" Yashvi was pulling at my arm, her small hands useless against my strength. I turned, my eyes bloodshot. "Get inside, Yashvi. Go to the classroom. Now." "Nahi! Tum pagal ho gaye ho-" "ANDAR JAO!" I roared. Yashvi's POV As soon as I saw him walking toward me-looking all calm and princely again after beating someone to a pulp-I lost it. My "elegant" mask shattered. "Teri MKC!" I screamed, the most foul, tapori abuse flying out of my mouth. "Pagal hai kya tu? Kyun maara usey? Wo sirf baat kar raha tha! Tu hamesha aisa hi karta hai, kutta, kameena, psycho-" Kshatveer's POV I was in front of her in a second. I slammed my hand over her mouth, pinning her against the wall. The smell of copper from my bleeding knuckles was between us. "No, baby... no," I whispered, my voice a dark, possessive melody. "No gande words. Not from those beautiful lips." #1 in bestfriend ( date - 5 feb 2026) #1 in slow burn ( 6 feb 2026) Kshatveer× yashvi grumpy × foul calm× violent dominant× dominant but not in front of him king × his bestie. obsessed × mad Get bitten and she bites Arrange marriage,arrange by him Psychotic ml Fierce fl