This story is set in the 90s. He was everything she was told to stay away from since childhood - fierce, reckless, Ameer maa baap ke bigdi hui aulaad, dangerous, with a dangerous temper, everything people think of rich boys. He had wealth in his blood, arrogance in his bones, and a reputation that made people step aside. Who was not ready to get married and take responsibility, he just wanted to enjoy his life. Until he got tangled in a relationship with her, the girl who had nothing but a heart too pure for his world. -------- She is sitting in her new room in bridal red lehanga waiting for her husband it's only been few hours to her wedding, few hours to her becoming Avni sing Rana. She is still confused about how this happened because 1 week ago she was just Avni. Who had no idea about life or future. Because she heard a lot about the man she is married too and not a single thing was good. Warning :This story contains mature themes. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. so I'm just giving you guys a heads up if anybody feels offended. Readers discretion is advised.

She was meant to be a bride. Instead, she chose to run. Leaving behind a life she never wanted, she steps into the unknown-where fear, chaos, and fate collide. What begins as an escape soon turns into something far more dangerous, pulling her into a war she never chose. And in the middle of it all, she meets him- not by chance, but by destiny. She ran for freedom... and found something far more powerful.

Story for women who lead.

[ early 2000s backdrop, desi romcom ] when the calendar flipped to 2002... Sandhya was simply too smart, too solvent, and far too qualified for the egos of the local bachelor pool. at twenty-five, she's thriving as a well-paid college professor, but in her mother's orthodox eyes, an un-married daughter with a master's degree might as well be a family tragedy. what follows is an endless parade of self-important suitors who crumble the second they realize a lady earns more than them.

In a world where justice and darkness walk the same streets, Atharva Yadhuvanshi is the man people trust to hunt monsters. A fearless CBI officer, known for his ruthless investigations and unbreakable moral code, he has spent years chasing criminals who believe they can escape the law. But the most dangerous criminal he will ever hunt... is the woman he cannot stop being drawn to. Akanksha Roy Singhania looks like perfection - graceful, intelligent, and untouchably elegant. To the world, she is calm and composed. But inside her mind lives another shadow. A darker persona. A silent predator. Haunted by Dissociative Identity Disorder, Akanksha lives with a fractured identity - one that hides a ruthless killer who leaves behind bodies and unanswered questions. When Atharva begins investigating a string of brutal murders, every clue leads him closer to a truth he isn't ready to face. Because the woman he is falling for... might also be the monster he is hunting. In a story filled with psychological twists, dark secrets, obsession, and forbidden love, the line between hunter and prey begins to blur. And when love collides with madness... Who will survive the truth?

𝐊𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐚 I had a simple plan: survive the corporate grind, launch my own architecture firm, and keep my head down. Then she crashed into my life-fiery, chaotic, and completely unforgettable. The problem? She was engaged to my best friend. I buried my feelings deep, choosing loyalty over a love I knew I couldn't have. But fate plays dirty. When her world imploded and she unexpectedly asked me to marry her, I said yes without a second thought. She had no idea I already worshipped the ground she walked on. Over five years, I watched a woman who swore off love fall head over heels for me. We were the ultimate rom-com success story...until today. Now, the woman I built my whole world around is asking for the one thing I can't give her: a divorce. 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐁𝐡𝐚𝐭 Marrying a gorgeous, warm-hearted stranger to escape a disaster was supposed to be a temporary fix. I spent my whole life running from men, marriages, and the idea of "happily ever after." Instead, Kunal turned my world upside down. He dragged me into a fairytale dreamland I never believed existed. His family adored me, and he loved me with a fierce, unwavering devotion that almost convinced me to stay forever. But I'm starting to feel trapped by the very love that saved me. I have to leave before the truth destroys us both.

1968..ᝰ "𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐥, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝. 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 '𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥' 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥." Her face was veiled however her gaze remained unveiled, revolting to see stars of her own sky which laid 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞. वो नारी है , लहरों सी वो पैर छूना जानती है तो कश्ती डुबाना भी An arranged marriage between a woman desperate to belong to herself and a man who belonged more to revolutions than to love. Born with privilege but disgusted by the society around him, As a criminal lawyer, he fought for widows, young girls, and women whose voices were buried. Marriage was never meant to be part of his life until a promise brought them together as husband and wife. He belonged to nobility, precise in words, calm in demeanor and observant. She belonged only to herself, spoke words of her shadow. Stepping into his grand haveli as his wife forced her to face harsh customs, lingering judgments, and a marriage filled with quiet tension, stolen glances, and feelings neither of them were ready to name. And when society tries to break her spirit, will he stand beside the world he swore to change or set her dreamson fire for his family ? Tropes • Soft gaze × tough exterior • Feminist ML × Feminist FL • Shawl × cotton saree • Very slow burn • Curious FL × calm ML • Mutual yearning • Secured Masculinity • "Let me cry on your lap and cover my face with your pallu ( I'm terrible at writing description

#Book 1 in the Heartbeat series ✨ ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐢 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐲𝐚☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ Maithili is a self-centered girl, A daughter of india's most loved playback singer and Kathak dancer but if she happens to become friendly with someone, she overwhelms them with her chatter. She doesn't like talking to her parents because every time she tries to express herself, she is silenced. She has a short temper, yet beneath that, she is deeply sensitive. ∘⁠˚⁠˳⁠°𝐇𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐍𝐚𝐢𝐫*⁠･⁠゜ Hridhaan is the spoiled son of a wealthy father, a man who does whatever he pleases, whenever he pleases. In college, every girl's heart beats for him, yet he has never found the one who could rule over his own. A notorious flirt, he doesn't chase after girls-his charm does the work for him. To the world, he appears fearless and effortlessly cool, but beneath that façade lies a boy haunted by his own fears, fragile and broken in ways no one can see. -------------------🎀------------------ "No one will ever understand and believe me" He said his voice trembling with fear "Even when no one understands you and beleive you I will always. I believe you in every single way a person can be believed" she assured him her voice was filled with devotion. ________________†_____________ Let's dive into the story where love is built on deception but will it last forever ˙⁠❥⁠˙

A story that feels like a warm cup of tea on a rainy day. A woman wronged by the world, and the man who considers her his only world. Do Cup Chai follows Vaani, an Income Tax Officer sworn off marriage, tied in matrimony to a hardened Squadron Leader in the IAF. What begins as two names on a paper slowly transforms into mutual companionship, love, and most of all, respect. And yet, while Vaani was tempted to bridge the gap between them, Vihaan's walls made it impossible for him to be vulnerable. A story that moves, breaks, and heals at the same time. For readers who love soft, slow-burning romance, yearning, and finding love in the most unexpected yet beautiful gestures, this book is for you, and I would love it if you gave it a shot. #1 taxes (20/07/2026) #1 military (12/08/2026) #1 generalfiction (12/08/2026) #1 indianarmy (12/08/2026) #3 fighterpilot (20/07/2026) #3 indianairforce (20/07/2026) #3 corruption (02/08/2026) #4 slowromance (12/08/2026)

Unholy #1. Vanya X Vihaan "I hate you more than you will ever be able to feel," she whispered, her lips brushing against mine-just slightly, but enough to send chills down my spine. "I-I..." Her grip around my throat tightened just slightly, her long veiny fingers digging into my skin. I wanted to say something-anything-to apologize, but my voice failed me. And before I could even think or utter a single word to calm her down, she jerked me toward her with surprising force, and her lips crashed onto mine. The kiss wasn't gentle-no, it was consuming, like she was trying to claim my very soul with just her lips. And God, I'd be damned if I said I didn't enjoy every second of her hatred-because I did. ♡ 🎧 This story has a playlist - [Listen on Spotify] https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1zIEG6HXQccSdVGyrsu2fj?si=AoWJBMC-RHymLN4xGzUxYw&pi=bsnsqVdESRucG