She married a stranger to save her father. She walked into college to build her future. She never imagined both paths would collide. At just twenty, Aarohi Sharma is innocent, mischievous, and full of quiet dreams. An arranged marriage ties her life to a man she barely knows-Dr. Advay Sharma, a twenty-eight-year-old physics professor, calm, disciplined, and bound by rules. Their marriage is built on responsibility, not love... and a promise: No one will know they are married. But fate plays its own games.Because the man she calls husband at home is the same man she must call Sir in college. In the classroom, he is strict, unreadable, untouchable. And she? She is chaos. With innocent sarcasm, childish mischief, and a smile that tests his patience daily, Aarohi gets on Advay's nerves-knowing well that he can't say a word beyond being her professor. What starts as harmless teasing turns into a silent war of glances, restrained irritation, and emotions neither of them planned

Heart series book 1

She was never supposed to be his wife. Forced into an replace bride marriage with Reyansh Oberoi-a ruthless, cold-hearted businessman-she knew from the start that she was unwanted. He made it clear from their first night together, treating her like a burden, a mistake he would never accept. He mocked her, insulted her, and reminded her at every turn that she wasn't what he wanted-not in looks, not in status, not in any way. And yet, when she refused to beg for his love, when she stopped caring for his approval, something inside him shifted. She wasn't fragile. She wasn't weak. She endured his cruelty with a quiet strength that unsettled him. Her silence haunted him. Her absence *bothered* him. And soon, the man who once swore to never acknowledge her found himself fighting an unwanted war within his heart. But was it too late? Could love ever bloom between two souls so deeply scarred by hatred and indifference? Or would their marriage remain just that-an unwanted? Genre: Dramatic Romance,Arranged Marriage, Slow Burn Themes: - She fell first, he fell harder. - Slow-burn love after marriage. - Redemption arc of a broken, arrogant man. - Angsty, emotional push-and-pull dynamic. Copyright © [2024] by [Arleen K.] All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Devyansh Ranawat, 28, The CEO of Ranawat Empire and also have many other companies. He is also the unmerciful cold and cunning Mafia , and no one dares to challenge him. He Fears no one .He has a dominant personality but for his family he is the dream and softest man we all want. The only obsession he has is Nivya Roy Nivya Roy, 22, lost her faith in love after her boyfriend broke her heart, leaving her shattered. Now she doesn't believe in love, a pure soul but situation made her heart stone. She comfort everyone, present there always for them. Masked her face as a strong women but deep down she have many pain to Share . What will happen when these two opposite worlds will collide with each other? Will Nivya be able to find her love? Will devyansh be able to make Nivya understand the meaning of Love again?

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒖𝒏𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕... 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆. Some homes don't leave scars. They simply teach you how to exist without expecting to be noticed. Adhira Sehgal grew up in a house where grief had a louder voice than love. Her father never hated her. He was simply too busy mourning the woman he had lost... to notice the daughter he still had. But Adhira never begged for attention. She laughed too loudly. Argued too much. Loved too fiercely. And danced like the world owed her an audience. Then came Rudraksh Singh Shekhawat. A man who mistook grief for love. Who mistook attachment for destiny. The world called him heartbroken. Adhira called him emotionally constipated. He carried storms in his fists. She carried sunshine in her smile. He believed love made people weak. She believed love was the bravest thing a person could choose. They were complete opposites. The kind of opposites that should've destroyed each other. Instead... they were forced to stand on the same side of a marriage neither of them had planned. He never wanted a wife. She never wanted to become someone's replacement. But fate has a terrible habit... of introducing soulmates at the worst possible time. She could have walked away. God knows she had enough reasons to. But Adhira Sehgal has never been the kind of girl who leaves unfinished stories. And maybe that's why... she became The Princess Who Stayed.

Vidyut ❤Aahana A story of two opposite soul Fell in love eventually. Vidyut:I will burn the world for you aahana but i can't lose you Aahana:I don't deserve your love i can't be yours. My destiny doesn't favour me to be yours. Ishaan ❤Ashika A story of two opposite personality Make them fell in love. Ishaan:you are mine sunshine no matter what I will do anything to make you mine. Ashika:I wanna be yours ishaan but my fate always ditch me Karan ❤ Ishika A story made to believe in love again. Karan:give me a chance to devour you my love and make you feel that why I love you. Ishika:can you accept me after knowing everything I think you deserve better Karan I don't deserve your love.

⋆.𐙚 ̊ His Quiet Obsession: "ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ ꜱɪɴ- ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ʜᴇʀ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴀᴅᴅɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ" ──── ⋆˙⟡ ──── When "̶I̶ ̶b̶r̶e̶a̶k̶ ̶r̶u̶l̶e̶s̶.̶"̶ type of girl meets ̶"̶A̶n̶d̶ ̶I̶...̶ ̶r̶e̶w̶r̶i̶t̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶m̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶.̶"̶ type of man!!! ──── ⋆˙⟡ ──── ★| Amaira Gupta - resident chaos supplier, unofficial princess of her family, and professional "I-want-it-so-I-get-it" kind of girl. She's a walking playlist of Taylor Swift songs, a binge-watching K-drama addict, and the kind of bubbly sunshine that somehow manages to trip over flat ground but still look adorable doing it. She's a hopeless romantic, the kind who dreams with her head in the clouds, heart in her sleeve, and diary full of dramatic what-if scenarios. Somewhere between all the laughter, the pouts, and the twirls in her floral dresses... she unknowingly lost her heart to a pair of ocean-blue eyes. ☕ ★| Shivansh - the kind of man silence belongs to. He's already the disciplined, composed owner of his own company, the sort who keeps his suits pressed, his schedule tighter than his smile, and his life free from chaos... or at least, that's what he thought. Grumpy to the core, allergic to noise and mess, and carrying a past dark enough to keep most people at arm's length - he never imagined the girl with hazel-brown eyes, the one who barged in like a hurricane, would become the exception. He tried to run from her, from the warmth she brought, but destiny doesn't exactly care about his carefully drawn lines. ──── ⋆˙⟡ ──── ♡ℍ𝕚𝕤 𝕃𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕥𝕖 𝕏 ℍ𝕖𝕣 𝔾𝕣𝕦𝕞𝕡𝕤♡

Book - 1 (Best friends series) Aditya x Meera 🎀 Meet Mr. Aditya Singhania India's most feared mafia king. Ruthless and merciless. He's the enigmatic diamond tycoon, commands attention wherever he goes. His chiseled jawline, piercing brown eyes and a cold, calculating demeanor mask his true identity. Aditya rules his shadowy empire with a iron fist. And there's Meera Sharma a short tempered and loving girl. Who want to live her life like all freedom. But, His Obsession is a wildfire, fierce and all consuming. In a world where power bent to his will, she is the one thing he cannot control, and that it drives him mad. Her laughter haunted his sleepless nights, her defiance ignites a dangerous hunger in his veins. He craves her like a man craves air, and no amount of chaos, bloodshed, or war can extinguish his need. His world was built on fear and respect, but for her, he is willing to burn kingdoms to ash. She is his addiction, his salvation, and his madness all wrapped in the one thing he was willing to ruin himself for.

"𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬." ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ "Zindagi ne ekbaar tumhe mujhse cheen liya... Lekin ab jo hoga, kismat ke hisaab ne nahi hoga, mere hisaab se hoga. Aur iss baar tumhe kuch nahi hoga. Iss baar bas barbaadi hogi. Unki. Jinhone meri jaan ki yeh haalat ki hai." And it wasn't a promise. It was a curse. It was a vow to every god in existence. And the air around him shifted-heavy, still, as if even the darkness feared what he had just sworn. But little did he know, their ends had already been written-in the same ink destiny once used to script her suffering. Their fates would burn, just as they had broken her. But not in his hands. Then who?