[UNDER EDITING] ~Tere aane par jaana maine, Kahi na kahi zinda hun main.~ ⋆ ───────── ⋆ She was BROKEN by the man who was supposed to protect her. He was the man who HEALED wounds he never created. She thought her life ended the night she was raped by her own husband. He made her believe that maybe... she could live again. And while he slowly became HER SAFE PLACE... She became the HOME he never had. Dive into a story where two broken souls meet... and slowly learn that maybe love can heal what life shattered. ⋆ ───────── ⋆ Tropes • Friends to Lovers • Second Chance Love • Slow Burn • Healing Love • Revenge • Romcom ⋆ ───────── ⋆

'ISHQ never enters quietly, it brings its own kind of RUINATION." __________________________ A top-tier university. Dripping with secrets. Two political rivalries held together by a settlement that feels more like control than peace. A third force watches from above → silent, dangerous, untouchable. Two murders. A revenge left unfinished. A vow to destroy everything. A silent soul enters next → too pure to understand the devastation, too trapped to walk away from it. And somewhere else, a hatred preserved for years waits behind restraint, held only by morals that are beginning to fail. Three stories breathing under one roof. Three ruins moving toward each other. And in between them → ishq, arriving exactly the way it always does: with ruin already promised. ______________________________ "I realised my love the moment I lost him."

Its a love story of a couple whose love phase started from their highschool. This book is the first stage of their relationship which carries newness and innocence. I hope you like it. Aditi Sharma, a 15-year-old tenth grader, is a playful and cute girl with shoulder-length hair she ties in a ponytail. Known for her innocent yet street-smart personality, she is popular in school for her helpful nature and ability to connect with everyone. Despite her bubbly demeanor, Aditi is focused and dependable, always ready to assist her peers. She's never been in a relationship but has her fair share of admirers due to her charm and kindness. Aditi balances her academics with her love for art and drama, dreaming of a future where she can make a difference. Rudransh Raichand, a 17-year-old eleventh grader, is the epitome of excellence and charisma. The most popular guy in school, he's the vice president of the Student Council, captain of the soccer team, and a dedicated Science student with dreams of becoming a software engineer. An all-rounder, Rudransh excels in academics, sports, and leadership, making him a role model for his peers. With his sharp mind, confident personality, and unwavering determination, he's the kind of person who leaves an impression wherever he goes. Will it be a gradual journey of understanding and admiration that leads them to love, or will unexpected challenges test their connection? Perhaps destiny has a twist waiting-a bond forged in rivalry, friendship, or even shared ambitions. Let's dive into this story of youth, emotions, and the unpredictability of destiny to see where it leads these two. Shall we start? TROPES: Mature x Childish He fell first and both fell harder Atheletic x reader Popular x Popular Decision Maker x Quick learner . . . . Let's go to the story now!

A twisted tale of obsession, control, and the kind of love that doesn't just 'owns' you... it unravels you in the most beautiful way. (Mature content ahead! Reader discretion is adviced )

An Enemies-to-Lovers Mafia Romance They were never meant to be lovers. They were barely meant to survive each other. Veer Singhania-ruthless, cold-blooded, and India's most feared underground billionaire. As heir to the Singhania crime empire, he built his fortune on blood, betrayal, and unrelenting discipline. He doesn't believe in love. He believes in control. Inaya Raichand-fierce, fiery, and born to defy. The only daughter of the powerful Raichand cartel, sworn enemies of the Singhania's, she's spent her entire life resenting everything Veer stands for. She's whip-smart, sharp-tongued, and determined to escape the life she was born into. But when a brutal turf war threatens to destroy both empires, a deal is struck. A forced marriage to keep the peace. Neither of them wants it. Both of them refuse to back down. And as the lines between hate and desire blur, dangerous secrets begin to rise to the surface. In a world of power, pride, and betrayal, will they destroy each other-or be forced to choose love over loyalty?

"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.

Stoic, handsome and ruthless businessman, Siddharth Chauhan has been cursed with a past he cannot escape. "Sell the lake house and marry within 2 years" A single clause threatens everything he has worked hard to achieve. What will he do when he is forced to face a past that is likely to destroy him? to what lengths is he ready to go to fulfil the conditions in the will left by his late grandmother and earn his inheritance. . . . Smart , ambitious and bound by duty, Annika Sharma has never had it easy in her life. After loosing her parents at a young age Annika has always tried her best to never be a burden to anyone. As the owner of a small and aspiring architecture company, she is yet to face the biggest challenge in her life. "Who gave you the permission to enter this room?"... his voice boomed startling me. "I was just--" I tried to explain "GET OUT NOW" he shouted . . . . Their marriage is born out of necessity, not love. But as they face challenges neither could have anticipated, the line between duty and desire begins to blur. In a world where trust is a luxury, can they keep their emotions in check, or will they risk everything for a love neither of them believes in? . . . . "I didn't want this," Siddharth said one night, his voice hoarse as he looked at Annika. "I never wanted to feel anything for you. But I can't seem to stop." Annika met his gaze, her own voice trembling as she whispered, "Neither can I." Can both of them leave unscathed or will they be scarred by love? Can two people who do not believe in marriage be able to honor the vows made to each other ? What happens when the past of both these individuals threaten to poison their future and happiness. Will their budding love survive all odds and thrive? or will it succumb to their vengeful past? TRIGGER WARNING This story delves into themes of sexual assault, trauma, and emotional healing. Reader discretion is advised. Guys do for the instagram page for new follow ups @storyysculptorr

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 ,𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲.. 𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫. ꧁༒𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈 × 𝐀𝐁𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐔༒꧂ 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀: A bright, innocent girl with a heart full of laughter and eyes full of dreams. 𝔹𝕌𝕋 𝕆ℕ𝔼 ℕ𝕀𝔾ℍ𝕋....𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕕. Hᴇʀ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ, ʜᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ʜᴇʀ ᴛʀᴜsᴛ- sɴᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ɪɴ ᴀ sɪɴɢʟᴇ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ. And the man standing beside her in the wedding mandap wasn't 𝕊𝕀𝔻𝔻ℍ𝔸ℝ𝕋- ℍ𝔼ℝ 𝔽𝕀𝔸ℕℂ𝔼. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐀𝐁𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐔 -- Her cousin's fiance. Cold, Arrogent. Mysterious. A man who didn't believe in love but still claimed her as his wife. ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ɴᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ, SHRAVARI ғɪɴᴅs ʜᴇʀsᴇʟғ ᴛᴏʀɴ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʜᴇʀ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ᴘᴀsᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ sʟᴏᴡʟʏ ʙᴇɢɪɴs ᴛᴏ sʜᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡᴀʟʟ sʜᴇ ʙᴜɪʟᴅs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ. ~𝑊𝐼𝐿𝐿 𝑆𝐻𝑅𝐴𝑉𝐴𝑅𝐼 𝐸𝑉𝐸𝑅 𝐹𝑂𝑅𝐺𝐼𝑉𝐸 𝐷𝐸𝑆𝑇𝐼𝑁𝑌 𝐹𝑂𝑅 𝑇𝐴𝐾𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝐴𝑊𝐴𝑌 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑀𝐴𝑁 𝑆𝐻𝐸 𝐿𝑂𝑉𝐸𝐷...𝑂𝑅 𝑆𝐻𝐸 𝐿𝑂𝑆𝐸 𝐻𝐸𝑅 𝐻𝐸𝐴𝑅𝑇 𝑇𝑂 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑀𝐴𝑁 𝑆𝐻𝐸 𝑊𝐴𝑆 𝑁𝐸𝑉𝐸𝑅 𝑀𝐸𝐴𝑁𝑇 𝑇𝑂 𝐿𝑂𝑉𝐸...?? #2 in top 10 across the India- 11.03.2026 #1- 12/13.03.2026

Ria Malhotra has always believed in dreams,simple ones. At just 20,she carries the hopes of her middle-class family on her delicate shoulders,determined to become a teacher and build a life defined by kindness ambition and love. But Fate Has Other Plans When her path collides with the Rathore Empire___a powerful, feared and respected underground mafia dynasty ruling the shadows of Asia and beyond____Ria's life takes a cruel twist. She is forced into a marriage with their cold, ruthless, devastatingly handsome heir, Aansh Rathore, a 28yr man who doesn't believe in love....or mercy. Feared by many, respected by all, Aansh is a devil dressed in designer suits, loyal to his family and best friend Karthik Singhania. Marriage is his worst nightmare__until Ria becomes his unwanted bride. But what happens when innocence meets darkness? Will Ria break under Aansh's wrath......or will she become the one woman capable of taming the devil

I clutched my bridal saree tightly and sat nervously on the flower-decorated bed. My throat felt dry as I swallowed hard. I was about to lift my veil when the door creaked open. My eyes instantly darted toward him. He stepped in, removed his kurta casually, and came to sit in front of me. My heart pounded. I shut my eyes, but within moments, he gently lifted my veil. "Ankhein kholo," he whispered. Slowly, I opened my eyes. He was even more handsome than I had imagined-fairer than me, with eyes so deep and mesmerizing that they held me captive. My breath caught when he said softly, "Takane ke liye poori umar padi hai... abhi so jaaye." Embarrassment flushed my cheeks, and I lowered my gaze to my toes. But then he held my chin tenderly, guiding my eyes back to him. "Jaakar kapde badal lo," he said gently. I nodded, quickly rising to my feet. As soon as I stepped into the bathroom, I exhaled a long, shaky breath. Tonight was the first time I had seen him so closely... and yet, he was so unexpectedly gentle.