....˖☆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" ______________

Book 1 in Political Series A book describing a desi story plotted with Haryanavi touch with a mix of many average but sweet love stories in there. Not your typical politician and mafia leader along with being a C.E.O *huff* too many roles in one packet. A full time Politician who had politics running in his blood at a different level of pace. 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒓𝒂𝒋 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒅𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒚 :- A leading politician from Haryana (India) whose whole life revolves around only three points.....Politics...Power...and Brotherhood. But what if someone special enters in it and make our Mr. MLA forget all these. Not your typical shy, pretty, rich or all rounder Female of a story. 𝑨𝒏𝒊𝒌𝒂 𝑹𝒂𝒐 :- A real middle class girl and a student who knows there is nothing called Prince Charming in this sh!tty world and believes to have a bad fate like her mother and aunts in her family when it comes to marriage. But what if someone makes her realise that yes there are men like those stories, not that 100% perfect but still enough fictional to make you fall in love with? Student × Politician . . . . ✯ I'll just say.... please read the introduction chapters and after that you're free to leave if it's not your cup of tea. ✯ It's my first story so please ignore the mistakes. ✯ English is not my first language.

"He is a royal, She is a commoner. He can't love, She is eager to get hers. He tries to ignore her, She wants to waste every minute of her day on him." Ruhi Bisht, a commoner of Almora, Uttarakhand. She is a goofy, hyperactive and talkative girl. She doesn't care about rules and regulations. In her life she is the rule-maker. Karan Rajput, a royal of Udaipur, Rajasthan. He is a quiet and secretive man. He has to follow his parents' every command, willingly or unwillingly. And he knows choosing his soulmate, is something he isn't allowed to do. Changes happen with time, And in Karan's family those changes will come with Ruhi's modern mind. When Ruhi would take stand for Karan, the rules have to bend. Willingly or Unwillingly. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *This is the second book of "All Mine" duet.* ____________________________ All Rights Reserved ©

#𝟏 𝐢𝐧 "𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐈𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞" 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 "She endured the pain of her family's neglect, yearning for the love and care that always seemed just out of reach. He, on the other hand, had a family that cared, but was betrayed by the one person he trusted most. For him, trusting anyone seemed impossible. After all, "loving someone is easy, but trusting them... that's the real challenge." Then, destiny intervened, weaving their paths together through an arranged bond, determined to heal their unseen scars. The bitter enemies who despised each other for years were bound by fate, destined to become soulmates for lifetimes. "𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚, 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒔, 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆." 𝑬𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 is a whirlwind of laughter, endless family drama, and chaos, with a slow-burn romance that might just make you cringe and blush. Proceed with caution... and read at your own risk! [Not my best work, but do check out my other books. ;⁠) ] Tropes : ~ Rom-Com ~ Drama ~ Arranged Marriage ~ Past ~ Enemies to lovers ~ CEO x Chef ~ Slow-burn #𝟒 & #𝟓 𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚 (𝐓𝐨𝐩 𝟏𝟎) 𝟑𝟎 & 𝟑𝟏 𝐀𝐮𝐠 '𝟐𝟓 #𝟕 𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚 (𝐓𝐨𝐩 𝟏𝟎) 𝟒 𝐣𝐮𝐥 '𝟐𝟔 #1 in Wattpadindia 13/01/25 #1 in Happyending 07/02/25 #1 in fictional 26/06/25 #1 in Wattpadromance 12/08/25

COMPLETED ✅ #1 in indianlove on 6/5/21 #1 in india on 26/6/21 #7 in romance on 26/6/21 Opposites Attract? Maybe! This is a story where two totally opposite individuals come across each other. They start from cursing each other. The only thing which is common in them is their profession. Both are doctors. Let's see how far do they go. When one is absolutely fierce and outspoken and other is a man of few words who is never in the spotlight and likes his peace. She comes into his life as a storm and messes with his peace. Get ready to join Dr.Shanaya Oheroi and Dr.Aarav Kapoor on this journey from being strangers to everything for each other. ------------------------- "Just remember one thing. You stay at your home. I stay at mine. Don't come running to me with your problems because I am your landlord." I said scowling and she kept her bags near the door and turned towards me with her hands folded on her chest and her fire in her eyes. Looks like a cute dragon! What? What the fuck is wrong with me? "I am absolutely capable of solving my issues, Sir." She said opening her door furiously and closed it with a thud. I hope I don't see you often! With this thought I opened my door and closed it with a thud.

Trust. Somewhere we all trust our best friends more than our family. But what if they take your trust for granted and crush it?! ××××××××ו×××××××× "Where is your brother's bride?" Rumika locked her eyes with Akshita's eyes. "In front of me!" Akshita replied looking straight into her eyes. "Don't play games with me Akshita...we both know that you are the one behind Anjali's sudden disappearance." Rumika took a step angrily. "Yeah... I'm the one who kidnapped Anjali Kapoor. So?" Akshita replied raising an eyebrow. "Where She Is?" Rumika asked taking a step towards Akshita. "I'm not some killer or monster who will kill her." Akshita said scoffing. "She is safe and sound wherever she is....just marry my brother and she will be home all safe and sound." Akshita said folding her hands. "And you have to get married one day though... so why not to my brother?... he's handsome, rich and we will get to live together for the life time.. what say? " Akshita completed grinning leaving Rumika stunned. She didn't able to believe her ears... What she's just said!... what she was trying to do..huh?... selling her brother or buying her best friend? ××××××××ו×××××××× what would happen when your best friend tied you to her big brother even knowing you have someone else in your life?!

Saying that the Singhania's were famous would be an understatement. They were considered royalty in Rajasthan. There are even controversies that they were the ruling family of Rajasthan before the Britishers over threw them. Now they were one of the biggest business families in India with ventures in Medicine , construction , education , software engineering and more. All of India knew them. Or knew the images the media showed them. Everyone was curious about the family. Everyone wanted to be them. The Singhania heirs were a different topic. They were the heartthrob of the young. The whole family seemed to be covered in elegance and gold. But little did they know what happened behind those closed doors. Even the most perfect family from the outside have cracks in the inside. Because not everything glittering is gold. Cover credits @Deardevil123 Book #2 of the Singhanias

He was the professor no one could ignore. She was the girl everyone overlooked. Professor Abhimanyu, 32, wasn't just another name on the faculty list...he was a presence. Known for his sharp mind, unmatched work ethic, and an aura of quiet authority, he taught Architectural Design like it was more than a subject... like it was a language of the soul. But he wasn't easy to keep. In just two years, he had already left two prestigious universities...never for better offers, but for something far more rare: his self-respect. He refused to compromise his dignity, no matter the cost. Then came Amrita. A final-year student. Always present, yet invisible. Always silent, yet full of unspoken thoughts. She wasn't the girl people noticed..she was the one they laughed at. The one who tried to fit in but somehow became the punchline instead. Shy. Introverted. "Boring," they called her. But they never really saw her. Because beneath that quiet exterior lived a mind that felt deeply, imagined endlessly, and observed everything. And yes... She had a crush on him. Just like many others. But unlike them, hers wasn't shallow admiration. It was something softer. Something deeper. She didn't just notice his looks, she noticed the way he spoke about design, the way he stood by his principles, the way he never pretended to be someone he wasn't. And maybe... he noticed something too. Not the loudest voice in class. Not the brightest attention-seeker. But the girl who stayed back, whose designs carried emotions no one else could draw, whose silence spoke louder than words. What happens when a man who values dignity above everything meets a girl who has never been valued at all? When admiration turns into understanding... When silence turns into connection... When two completely different worlds begin to align.. A story begins. Not loud. Not rushed. Not perfect. But real. Ranks - No.1 in Slowburn (24 feb 2025)

That day she left me with the world we created out of our love.... Our child. I stopped believing in love. I had already lived my love story but responsibilities don't wait. I remarried. Not for myself or for love but for my child. Marrying someone else felt like a betrayal even though that's what my first love wished for on the death bed. Then she entered my life. I was never going to love her. Because how can I love again when my heart still belonged to someone who was now no more in this world? She didn't replaced my first love. She slowly created a place in my heart and unknowingly I was healing. But loving her would mean my first love was less but then time made me realised that love doesn't replace, it expands. This means my heart even after breaking, knows how to beat 💓 Sometimes love doesn't come again to earse the old story but to remind you that your heart still have the capability to feel ❤️ I didn't leave my first love behind... I just made room in my heart to love again 🤍

✯ 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ✯ HIS AMORE - SECOND SERIES '𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞' _________｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ ｡_________ "Hum apse shaddi nhi kar sakte hai Mr Rathore" "Kyu nhi kar sakti aap humse shaddi?" "Chaand mai jeete dhag hote hai usse kahi jyada dhaag mere upper hai Mr Rathore" "Toh phir aap yeh baat na bhoole meri jaan ki chaand ki sirif khoobsurati ko log yaad rakhte chahe phir kitte bhi dhaag ho uss par uski khoobsurati ke samne sab dhaag pheke pad jate hai" _______｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ ｡________ "Roop apke darje ki nhi hai Rana sa" "Aap bas itta dhyan mai rakhe ki hum apni amanat yaha chod ke ja rahe hai umeed karta hu ki aap hone wali Rani Sa ko koi bhi shikayat ka moka nhi denge" _______｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ ｡________ 'Jaan Aaj ke baad se in aankhon Maise khushi ke aansoo bhi nhi niklne chaiye kyuki apki ankhon mai Pani dekh kar humare dil mai dard hota hai' _______｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ ｡________ 𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐀𝐉 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄 - 'After meeting her I realised that I also have a heart that beats also but only for my her' 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐏 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐑𝐀 - 'And in middle of my chaos there was he standing with his open arms while taking away all the pain that he never even gave'