"𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠; 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡, 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥... 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐬." Vidharth Wadhwa, an Indian billionaire, had once given his heart to his childhood sweetheart; only to have it shattered when she married someone else. Cold, closed off, and certain he would never marry, he focused only on business and family... until he saw Sonakshi Anand. A sweet, kind-hearted music teacher at his niece and nephew's school, she stirred something in him he hadn't felt in years. What he didn't know was that Sonakshi carried her own hidden scars and insecurities; she never imagined anyone, especially a man like Vidharth, could choose her. Drawn to her warmth, gentleness, and the soulful tunes of her piano, and captivated by her quiet strength, Vidharth realized she was like a moth to his flame. But the biggest shock came when he discovered that Sonakshi wasn't just his younger sister's close friend; she was also his chosen bride. Protective. Possessive. Irresistible. Vidharth must face his growing obsession with the woman who has awakened his heart. Can Sonakshi survive the man who stirs every hidden emotion;and trust him enough to embrace a love she never thought she deserved? Tropes : • Indian Billionaire Romance • Arranged Marriage Romance • Second Chance Romance • Possessive CEO x Gentle Teacher • Emotional Reconnection • Healing x Sweet Romance • Happily Ever After THIS BOOK IS EXCLUSIVELY AVAILABLE ON AMAZON KINDLE UNLIMITED. Thank you ShineeSunshine ♥️

#2 in YOU series UTKARSH x SAKSHI "Utkarsh, how do you justify locking me in our bedroom?" My voice trembled, drained from yet another argument that seemed to go nowhere. He stood across the room, his eyes dark. "I did what I had to... to keep you safe!" he snapped, as if raising his voice made it noble. I blinked, heart pounding. "Safe? You locked me in, Utkarsh. You kept me prisoner in our own home. I missed a crucial meeting because of your jealousy!" "Oh, right," he scoffed. "Your precious meetings. That's what matters most to you?" "Don't twist this!" I snapped. "This isn't about a meeting. This is about you trying to control me for the past four months. This isn't love anymore it's toxic." He turned away, voice low, bitter. "You always make me the villain. Sakshi, agar tum meri ek baat maan leti, toh yeh sab nahi hota." I stared at him, "I can't keep sacrificing parts of myself just to keep you from exploding." He didn't answer. Tears filled my eyes. "Being with you used to feel like home. Now it feels like a prison. I can't breathe here anymore." His voice cracked. "You don't mean that sunshine." "I do," I whispered. "I'm done." His face fell, then twisted with rage, and without a word, he stormed out. 3:12 A.M. He still hadn't come home. Utkarsh never stayed out late not without calling. Not like this. Worried, I checked the old tracking app we never deleted. His location blinked at Hotel Le Grand. Maybe he just needed space. Maybe he was safe. I had to be sure. The hotel staff gave me the key without question. Room 407. I opened the door. There he was. Utkarsh. Naked. Asleep. With his arm wrapped around her, his secretary. Her head on his chest. Their clothes scattered. Lipstick on the wineglass. They didn't even try to hide it. My breath caught. The man I'd worried about was already gone. I closed the door quietly behind me. I had worried about him. Loved him. But this time, I walked away for me.

Radhya Chowdhary - a girl whose name could touch Everest, yet whose feet remain humbly grounded. Born into a middle-class family, she never dreamed of flying beyond the skies; instead, she dreamt of walking the earth with grace. She's not just her father's little princess, but her mother's fierce queen. To her brother, she's the prettiest annoyance wrapped in unconditional love. Her strength lies in her dance - a rhythm that echoes even in the darkest nights and fiercest storms, an art she inherited from her mother. Behind her bright smile are secrets the world will never see, yet she carries them with gratitude, embracing every blessing from her deity. Telugu, her mother tongue, becomes her fierce weapon - a language reserved for playful scoldings and the occasional sharp retort. Far away from Radhya's sunlit world lives a soul drowning in shadows. Krishansh Pratap Singh - heir of a royal bloodline, yet belonging nowhere. The son of Naina and Vipul Pratap Singh, his life turned cold the day his mother and step father died saving their master's family. The court handed him over to his biological father's house, but love never followed him there. To them, he was not a son - he was a stain, a reminder of shame they could never erase, sheltered under their roof only because of his mother's inheritance. Except for a few loyal cousins, love eluded him. Time sculpted him into stone, hardened him into ice. Alone, he carved his own kingdom - a mafia empire standing tall without anyone's help. His friends became his fortress, his family of choice amidst betrayal. Yet even in this empire, one name still sparked fire in his veins - Arvi Srivastav. The girl he once adored, once teased, once admired with every playful pinch of her angry, red nose. But in his eyes, she became the reason his world shattered; the reason his parents never returned. He loved her once. Now, he only burns with hate. Or so he believes.

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞. (Standalone) 𝑷𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝑿 𝑰𝒌𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕 ━━━━⊱⋆⊰━━━━ "She slipped again." Ikshit tossed the folder onto her table. His voice was low, tight. "Atasha Rabari. Left the safehouse minutes before we reached. Almost like... someone warned her." Piya didn't flinch. She poured him coffee with a calm he didn't question. "Maybe she's lucky," she said. He stepped closer. "No. It's not luck. She moves like someone's guiding her." A beat. "Or protecting her." Her phone buzzed in her pocket - one vibration. Atasha was safe. Piya looked up at him. His eyes were on her - sharp, searching. "Then maybe you need to stop thinking like a cop..." She smiled softly. "...and start thinking like a woman who has nothing left to lose." Their eyes locked. Long. Quiet. Dangerous. Ikshit stepped closer - invading her space. Testing something he couldn't name. "And what kind of woman are you, Piya?" His voice dropped to a murmur. She didn't back away. "The kind who hides the truth behind a kiss," she whispered, kissing him. And when he kissed her - hard, desperate, confused. She was kissing him back. Knowing full well... He was chasing her best friend. While falling in love with the enemy.

𝐀𝐁𝐇𝐍𝐘𝐀:𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐒 #1𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 Eight years ago they fell apart away from each other She hates him but he still loves her. Shivanya shekhawat The no.1 buisnesswoman of aisa Once known as innocent chatterbox girl now has a cold aura,she doesn't know how to show emotions now, don't even think before stabbing in someone's heart with knife if they do something wrong Abhay singh rathod Once a sunshine man turns into a grumpy creature,the king of Rajasthan ceo of the rathod empire doesn't think before killing people walk on the deadbodies like he owns them. Abhnya The couple-story is yet to unfold and make you all left breathless with love and pain.

Ranking: #1 in Fantasy #2 in Desiromance #2 in new Book 1 of The suryawanshi's ♡AVYANSH × KANAK ♡ His fingers skimmed over her bare skin, slow, deliberate, setting her on fire with every lingering touch. Kavya gasped, her body betraying the war raging inside her. "Tell me who you are," Avyansh's voice was husky, his lips hovering just above hers, teasing, torturing. Her breath hitched as his hands trailed lower, possessive yet questioning. "I am your wife," she whispered, but even she knew the lie wouldn't last between them. His grip tightened, pulling her against him, his warmth searing through her trembling form. "Lies," he rasped against her throat, his lips brushing against her skin, making her shudder. "Then why ..why....every time I touch you... every time you shatter under me... it's like you were always mine." His voice was raw, his breath ragged. "So tell me, Kavya... why does your body remember me when your words refuse to?" KANAK: His Desire present by @special_wrtzz

Book #1 of Bounded series ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Sign the papers! She said I'm not into child marriage Miss Mishra! Shaadi karke mujhe jail bhejne ka irada hai? His tone dripped with sarcasm. "Can't you be serious with me at least for once Avyan?!!" ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Avyan Chauhan- 28 years old, The oldest of the three brothers and the owner of Chauhan & Co. his company which he worked hard and built on his own and now is the biggest fashion company in the whole world. He is a successful businessman.He's the biggest bipolar you'll ever meet. His moods changes even faster than the speed of light. No one knows what goes inside his head. He is a devil for the outside world but a softie for his family. His family and his bestfriends are his only weakness but also his strength. He is rude, arrogant, grumpy, emotionless young man for outside world but a baby for his little kitten, his Aditi. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Aditi Mishra- 20 years old, The youngest and the most loved and spoiled child of her house. She is the sunshine and princess of her family. She has a bubbly nature that can lift anyone's mood within seconds. Just by looking at her smile even the grumpiest man can smile. She is a perfect combo of beauty plus brains. With the help of her father she successfully established her own fashion brand- Kitty Kat Style which ranks 2nd in the whole world. However her identity is hidden. Her life is not less than a bollywood movie. She is a complete chatterbox and her company can never ever be boring. She has a kind heart and a soft spot for everyone. She is very possessive especially towards her Kit Kat and Oreo. Her love for cats can't even be described. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── So let's dive into their love story. There are many twists and turns and secrets to be revealed. Let's be a part of their beautiful yet dramatic journey!!! Imp- All the pictures and videos used in this story belong to their respective owners!!

She was so shocked that she could only say, "Devyansh? Shivali? This... this all???" Devyansh lowered his gaze and, holding the hand of the girl standing next to him, said, "We... we got married. Shivali and I love each other, and Shivali is going to be the mother of my child." Not only had her husband married someone else today, but he was also about to become a father. This meant... this meant he must have been deceiving her for an unknown amount of time, while she foolishly believed that her husband loved her. "What? What do you mean?", Trishvika asked, shocked. Devyansh said, "I didn't want to spend my entire life with a woman who couldn't even give me a child in two years." "And what about me? My life, my decisions?", Trishvika questioned. Devyansh, sitting comfortably on the sofa, said, "Divorce papers. Sign these divorce papers and leave, Ashvi!" Hearing this, whatever little emotions were left inside Trishvika died instantly, and all the second thoughts she had while signing the divorce papers vanished. Without any emotion, she signed the papers and threw them at Devyansh, saying, "I don't need your money or your name anymore. I'm leaving now, but I will come back, Devyansh Rana! To take revenge for the injustice done to me. I will come back to destroy you. Just wait for that day." And then, without looking at anyone, she walked towards the door.

A few hours before the wedding, the bride ran away. Panic spread through the house and reputation was at stake. Guests had already arrived. The wedding could not be stopped. So they found a replacement. Her. The girl who had spent her entire life in their home, yet never truly belonged there. Against her wishes, her parents forced her to sit beneath her sister's veil and take her place at the mandap. Hidden behind the veil, she prayed the marriage would end before anyone discovered the truth. But fate was never on her side. The moment the veil was lifted, silence fell. Shock turned into outrage. Whispers turned into accusations. And she was left to bear the consequences of a decision she had never made. Worst of all, the man she was now bound to looked at her with something far more painful than anger. Hatred. A hatred she couldn't understand. Yet despite everything, she held on to a fragile hope. A hope that perhaps, with time, things would get better. On their wedding night, she waited for him. And waited. But somewhere between hope and exhaustion, she fell asleep. What she didn't know was that her husband had already left the country that very night without a single word. Without an explanation. Without looking back. Six months later, he returns. The husband who abandoned her. The man who never wanted her. And the hatred in his eyes remains unchanged. A marriage forced upon two unwilling hearts. And a bond neither of them can escape. But fate had chosen already.

Niyati D'Souza never believed in things she couldn't see. Until her life started falling apart in ways she couldn't explain. Strange incidents. Unanswered questions. And a past that refuses to stay buried. Enter Rudraksh Shrivastava-cold, powerful, and hiding secrets darker than the truth itself. He knows more than he says. About her. About the shadows surrounding her. About what's coming. As their paths collide, so do their worlds-pulling them into a reality where love is dangerous, trust is fragile, and some truths can destroy everything. Because this was never just a coincidence. She was always meant to find him. A haunting story of love, destiny, and secrets that refuse to stay hidden.