Shrey Tiyagi, a very chill boy, hyper active and love his family like anything. He has enjoyed his school times so well and even had many crushes and Vedita had been the one he likes the most and does everything to impress her. But Until Manvi starts impressing him. Manvi Sharma, A sweet and introvert girl, Shy to the outside world but not in front of her people. She falls For Shrey, She feels everything, the butterflies, the urge to see him, she does all the stupid stuff but all this stops...she stops it and decides to forget him. But God has his own plan's! Will they fall in love? Will Shrey get to know that Manvi had a crush on him? It's bot the usual wattpad story where a girl have a crush on someone and family fix her marriage with him only. It's different! School and Office Love ❤️ I hope u will join me in there journey of Love ❤️ This is my Own Imagination and not related to anyone in real life !! Copyright action's - If My work will be copied by any means or way, there will be strict actions against the person ! So beware and produce story with your own mind, no need to be a cheater ! No.2 in Flirting No. 3 in Indianromance No.1 in Unrequited No.2 in romcom

❝𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐧, 𝐈 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞.❞

Book 2 of 'YOU ARE MINE ' series. A DARK ROMANCE BOOK!!! 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐬; 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬. She doesn't want him, but he wants her. He will do whatever it takes to make her his. He is madly in love with her, but she doesn't believe in love. There's no limit to what he can do for her. But she doesn't want anything from him. "𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐞" - 𝐊𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭 "𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐫" -𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘔𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯.

Book One of 'YOU ARE MINE' series "𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐟𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 - 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞'𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬."

They have been married for 8 years. 8 years ago, he promised her a life filled with every luxury, swearing that one day he would give her the world despite being poor. And he did. 8 years later, he fulfilled every promise. A beautiful house, expensive gifts, comfort, status, he gave her everything she could possibly ask for. Everything except himself. Somewhere along the way, while chasing success and building a perfect life for her, he forgot that he was the one she needed the most. What exactly happened that everything changed between them? For details, get into the story to find out. **** Top #3 in India on 3/06/26 and 07/06/26

"How dare you!!!" She screamed. And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing, because the next moment, he hissed, "Congratulations. That slap is just going to make you my wife." 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | Romantic-Thriller

....˖☆𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 + 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞☆˖.... "You can't marry him Vaani" I said staring deep in her eyes gritting my teeth my chest tighten with unfamiliar and unbearable pain , just the thought of her being with someone else kills me so much. "Why?" She asked adding salt on my wounds anger consumed me at this moment, while tightening my grip on her arms and pulling her closer I let out a painful chuckle and said " Because he don't deserve someone like you he deserves someone much better" I could feel the burn in my eyes, my tears are fighting to rolled down my eyes but I didn't let them , hurting her is hurting me more than she could imagine. She remained silent tears rolled down her eyes damage caused by my words were clearly visible in her eyes , I am dying to hug her comfort her but the betrayal the, damge ,the pain I am carrying all these years stopped me from doing so. "Do you hate me this much Nirvaan?" She asked in painful voice looking straight in my eyes , my heart clenched painfully on her condition , I wiped her tears and whispered so softly that she can't hear it. "𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── "Aap ke ye aanshu humare zakhmo pe namak ka kaam karte hai Vaani " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ★𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐏𝐔𝐓★ " I was thrown in dark dead night enough times to realise I am not worthy to meet sunshine" ★𝐍𝐈𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃★ "I am dying to be her sunshine so bright to her dark dead night yet, so warm to melt away all her pain" ______________

"𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕨𝕟𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 , 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖" ----------------------------------------------------------------- "Neither she loves you nor she belongs to you" her ex fiancee shouted in anger. He stood up from his king-like chair and walked towards him in a casual demeanor...."But she moans my name pretty loudly at night!" He hissed near his ear in a devilish smirk!!!! "Why are you doing this Kabir...you are playing with her , you don't , in fact you can't love anyone" he said being heartbroken by his previous statement. Tck...tck ...tck....he laughed like a devil and said..." You are right I don't love her in fact I don't love anyone...but that has nothing to do with me having her in my bed , under me ,at my mercy and you know the best part , you my dear baby brother can't do anything about it!!! Follow this journey of madness and possessiveness !!!! Highest rank🥇 #1 in Wattpad #1 in maturethemes

She left him... but his obsession only grew stronger, darker, impossible to control. Now, he sits as the Chief Minister of the state victorious in politics, yet utterly defeated in love. The only thread still tying their shattered hearts together is their daughter, Nia. Every glance, every whisper, every memory pulls him deeper into a dangerous game of desire and possession. He will go to any length... any boundary... any moral line... to bring her back. But when obsession overtakes love, will redemption be possible-or will it destroy them both? Prepare for a tale of power, passion, and a love so consuming it borders on madness.

Her eyes fluttered open as thin streaks of sunlight slipped through the curtains and brushed against her face. She shifted instinctively, only to freeze as a sharp ache ran through her body. Slowly, she forced her eyes open wider, her gaze landing on the ceiling above-the steady rotation of a fan blurring in her vision. She stared at it blankly, her head pounding, her thoughts sluggish and tangled. A warm weight rested around her waist. Her breath caught. slowly, almost afraid of what she might find, she turned her head-and froze. A man lay beside her, his arm wrapped securely around her, as though it had been there all night. He was fast asleep, his face calm, unaware. Her eyes widened in shock. And then it hit her. Fragments of the night before crashed into her mind-blurred, incomplete, but enough. Her heart began to pound. She looked down at herself, panic rising like a tide. The blanket was loosely wrapped around her, barely covering her. Realization struck hard. She threw the covers aside and scrambled upright-only to stiffen instantly. She wasn't wearing anything. A sharp breath escaped her lips as she clutched the duvet tightly around herself, wincing at the movement. Her gaze darted wildly around the room. Clothes were scattered everywhere. For a split second, everything stood still. Then- A piercing scream tore through the room. "AHHH!" --- --- --- "I... I'm sorry, Mumma... Dadda... I'm so sorry..." Her voice was barely a whisper, fragile and broken as she sat on the cold floor. The room was silent-too silent-as if the world itself had stepped back. please don't hate me..." she murmured, her grip tightening around the blade Tears slipped down her cheeks. "I'm... s-sorry...". Her hand trembled as she lowered the knife, pressing it against her wrist. Then she dragged the blade across. A sharp gasp escaped her lips as pain bloomed. Blood began to well up,but she didn't stop.