✍︎"𝑻𝒐 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒔 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒂.𝒎 𝒂𝒎𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒏"✍︎ "YOU BETTER BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!" My scream tore out of my lungs the second my eyes landed on the man standing right in front of me. A very naked man. Well... almost. My blanket was wrapped low around his waist, barely doing its job. What the hell was a naked man doing on my couch? He blinked at me slowly, like I was the strange one here.Excuse me? No, sir. You are the alien in this situation. "Who the hell are you, and why are you in my room?" I snapped, my face scrunching up in disgust. "Also-naked?" I quickly looked away, but seriously, what was wrong with me? Why were my cheeks heating up? Against my better judgment, my eyes drifted back to him. Okay... wow. No, not wow focus, Shivi. But still... his physique?it's good!! What? Good? Are you kidding me? His body looked like it belonged on some magazine cover. "Hey! You didn't answer me!" I huffed, forcing myself to glare at him instead of... appreciating whatever this was. "Who the hell are you?" He let out a slow sigh, leaning back against the couch like he was the one exhausted here. As if I wasn't the one having a full-blown crisis. Then his blue eyes met mine.And whatever he said next made my entire body freeze. "I'm Vedansh.....the male lead of your book"

I didn't notice him the first time. But he noticed me. And by the time I realized it... " Ruhaan Advani had already decided I belonged to him." ────୨ৎ──── ────୨ৎ──── Some love stories begin with destiny. Others begin with obsession. Iraanshi Khanna ★ lives quietly in her own world painting, dreaming, and believing in a love that feels divine. Ruhaan Advani ★ is everything she avoids chaos, arrogance, and a storm disguised as a man. ────୨ৎ──── ────୨ৎ──── When their paths collide in college, they become instant rivals. Arguments. Competition. Endless tension. She hates his attitude. He hates the way she affects him. But what Iraanshi doesn't know is that their meeting was never a coincidence. Because Ruhaan Advani has been watching her long before she ever noticed him. And he didn't come into her life by accident. He came for her. And when feelings finally grow between rivalry and tension fate tears them apart.but when destiny brings them face to face again Will love remember what memory forgot? Because some secrets are dangerous. Some obsessions are sinful. And some love stories are never meant to be pure. This is not a story about perfect love. This is a story about velvet sins !! ═══════Disclaimer═══════ This story contains dark themes, obsession, rivalry, emotional conflict, and mature situations. Read at your own risk. ⭐ Tropes • College Romance • Rivals to Lovers • Secret Stalker / Hidden Obsession • Forced Proximity • Slow Burn • He Falls First • Memory Loss • Second Chance Romance • Famous Cricketer × Artist • Grumpy × Soft Girl • Possessive Male Lead • Enemies With Tension • Obsessed ML • Lovers to strangers to lovers • Biker Boyfriend

𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹ A book that doesn't revolve around romance, but around a woman who chooses to adopt a child and build a life filled with the motherhood she always dreamed of. 𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹

She loved him from the very moment she understood what love truly meant. For Raanvi, her heart beat only for Vanshit-the prince of Jodhpur, her impossible dream and her one true devotion. But while she silently nurtured this love, he remained unaware. Fate carried him abroad for six long years, and when he returned... he wasn't alone. A mysterious girl walked beside him, shattering Raanvi's world in a single glance. Who is this girl who now holds a place at the prince's side? What role does destiny play when a commoner dares to love the man destined to be king? Between loyalty and heartbreak, silence and longing, duty and desire- will Vanshit ever see the depth of her devoted love? Or will Raanvi's heart remain forever unspoken, waiting for a miracle that may never come?

Their bond begins in texts and poetry, in shared dreams and unspoken confessions. But as their connection deepens, so does the reality of distance. Can a love born in the world of imagination survive the challenges of real life? Or will it become another beautiful but incomplete story in her journal? What happens when two rising authors, bound by words but separated by miles, find themselves lost in each other's stories? Aadhya Shrivastava-a fierce dreamer, an extroverted storyteller who lives in the world of her imagination, searching for a love that stays. Ekansh Oberoi-an introverted writer, a man of few words but countless emotions, finding solace in the quiet corners of life. Their worlds collide on a social media platform, where words become bridges, and conversations turn into confessions. From midnight musings to heart-pounding emotions, their bond grows-unspoken yet deeply felt, distant yet undeniably real. But love born in the digital world is fragile. Can a connection built on texts and chapters survive the test of time and distance? Will their hearts find a way to meet beyond the glow of their screens, or will their love remain an unfinished chapter-beautiful, yet incomplete? "Humara Internet Wala Pyaar" is a heartfelt tale of love, longing, and the bittersweet reality of long-distance relationships. Because sometimes, the most beautiful love stories are the ones written in unread messages and unsent confessions.

"I am sorry... for denying the honeymoon suddenly. And thank you... for defending me downstairs." I inhaled deeply. Stood up. Faced him. There was confidence in my posture-not arrogance, not bitterness. Just certainty. His aura still intimidated me, of course. Par uss aura ka laur-rehne deti hu. I spoke calmly. "Rakshas-" I corrected myself immediately, "-mera matlab, Ranawat Sahab... yo maine tere khatar na kiya. Apne khatar kiya se." {-I mean, Mr. Ranawat... I didn't do this for you. I did it for myself.} He folded his arms, studying me carefully. "Woh kyukar, vakeel sahiba?" he asked. {How? Advocate madam.} I met his gaze without flinching. "Ji? Ib main kise paraye mard gail honeymoon pe thodi na ja saku hun."

AN ARRANGED MARRIAGE LOVE STORY.

"Some bonds are born out of survival." They don't meet as soulmates. They meet as people already tired. Lives shaped by endurance, silence, and choices no one claps for begin to overlap, slowly, reluctantly. Trust isn't immediate. Kindness feels suspicious. But familiarity creeps in through shared pauses and conversations that stay unfinished. Friendship comes first. Not the easy kind. The kind built on understanding what not to ask. Around them, feelings remain restrained. Authority clashes with resistance. Distance pretends to be control. And hearts learn how to stay guarded even when something softer tries to exist. Some people don't fall in love. They learn how to lean on each other. "What if healing looks like choosing someone without promises?" The answer is heavy. But it stays. ⋆｡°✩ ⋆｡°✩ ⋆｡°✩ For those who believe friendship is sometimes the bravest form of love. ✩ Tropes: ✩ • Adult Romance • Slow Burn • Office Tension • Enemies to lover • Second Chance • Reverse age gap • Found Family • Emotional Healing • Multicouple • Friendships • Hidden Truths • Choice vs Fate