"18-year-old Anya is obsessed with her secret online boyfriend, whom she's never met in person. Meanwhile, her 28-year-old biology professor, Rivan Birla, has developed an intense infatuation with her. What motivates Anya's boyfriend to keep his identity hidden, and what's behind Professor Birla's all-consuming fascination with Anya?" 📌"Fated by Met" is an original title and concept, please do not use or copy without permission Copyright ©️ 2025 [Fated by met] is the exclusive property of [@AuthorSana1] and is protected by Copyright laws. No part of this book may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without the prior written permission of the copyright owner." AuthorSana1

Saanjh was still standing like a statue, completely frozen. Adhiraj walked toward her. The anger in his eyes from a few moments ago had now softened., "Hamse shadi kr lijiye, Saanjh" (Marry me! saanjh) She looked at him, and suddenly a fire of anger ignited inside her. Through her tears, she shouted, "Aap sabne samajh kya rakha h hame, ek ne becha, dusre ne kharida aur ab aap aa gaye hame bachakar apne jaal me kaid karne k liye" (What do you all think I am? One sold me, another bought me, and now you have come to 'save' me just to trap me in your own cage.) "Insaan hn ham, koi chij nahi, jb jiska mann ho ham pr apna adhikar jatane aa jaye" (I am a human being, not an object... that anyone can claim whenever they want.) "Dekhiye..." she joined her shivering palms together, her voice breaking, "aapne hame us insaan se bachaya, uske liye ham aapke aabhari rahenge pr ham aapse shadi nahi kar sakte hn" (you saved me from that man, and for that I will always be grateful to you. But I cannot marry you.) "Shadi to aap hamse karengi, apni marji se, ya phir jabardasti" (You will marry me, either of your own will, or by force,) Adhiraj said to her in a very calm way. For a long moment, Saanjh remained locked in his stare. Finally, she retreated two paces and spoke with trembling but firm resolve, "Mar jayenge, pr aap jaise gunde se shadi nahi karenge" (I'll die before I marry a goon like you) Adhiraj let out a low, dangerous chuckle. "Fine," he murmured, "maar dete hn" He stopped for a moment, staring straight into her eyes. His voice became very low and scary as he added, "Aapki family ko" Keeping his gaze locked on her eyes, he pointed his gun toward her grandmother and said, "Aaj ya to aapki doli uthegi hamare sath...ya aapki aankho k samne aapke ghar walo ki arthi uthegi" (Today, either you leave this house in a wedding palanquin with me... or you will watch your family leave it in funeral processions.)

previously known as 𝐕𝐄𝐈𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 Tropes: Forced revenge marriage Age gap 10 years Italian mafia lord X indian royal heiress Grovelling MMC Deception to Devotion Loathe to lifelong Love born from guilt " 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙝 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 " ~ 𝘼 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚 & 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙩

He is arrogant and rude for everyone except family and friends. He listens to his mind only. Always sharp minded, strategic, logical. He is like water always calm and control but when control snaps beasty storm is coming in someone's life. He like to stay in control. She is cheerful girl. Always smile and stay positive even when she is deeply hurt. She always listens to heart. She is like fire which no one can control. Always bring smile on everyone's face but also know "TIT FOR TAT" rule very well. What will happen when fire meets water?? Will he become her cure or become her storm or both?? Will she become his peace or destroyer or both??

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘶𝘮𝘢. ✦ 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑽𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝑭𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝑰𝒏 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 ✦ 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒗𝒂. 𝘈 28-𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳-𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴. 𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘊𝘌𝘖? 𝑵𝒐. 𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘧𝘪𝘢? 𝘈 𝒃𝒊𝒈 𝒏𝒐. 𝘏𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘯. 𝘈 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. 𝘏𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘍𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥? 𝘈 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨... 𝘠𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦.

From Mandap to Madness 2 BOOK TWO: FEROCIOUS LOVE CHRONICLES When the past becomes present. When love becomes weapon. When truth becomes the most dangerous lie of all. The pieces were moving. The game was accelerating. Viransh learning truths that would reshape everything he thought he knew. Vanya racing toward revelations that would either condemn or save her. And between them-secrets, lies, and a love that was either the most real thing in their lives or the most dangerous lie ever told. In their world, vulnerability was blood in the water. And the sharks were circling.

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 book where love feels like a curse to one soul, and a divine blessing to the other. A book where she built walls around her heart, while he loved her so deeply that even her hatred couldn't stop him. A book where silence became her comfort, and his endless teasing became the only noise she could tolerate. She hates talking. He never stops annoying her with his words. Yet somehow, in the middle of all the chaos, they all became each other's home

🌸RUTHLESS MAN AND HIS CHAOTIC LIL POET... 🌸 Seven years stand between them enough to make their worlds feel impossible, yet not enough to keep fate from colliding. He is the youngest Chief Minister the state has ever seen ruthless, controlled, and always ten steps ahead. Power sits on his shoulders like armor, and emotions are a luxury he cannot afford. She, on the other hand, lives in a world of ink and warmth running a quiet café where poetry lingers in the air and broken hearts find comfort in her words. Their first meeting is nothing short of chaos loud, public, and unforgettable. One mistake, one clash of ego, and suddenly they are on opposite sides of a storm neither of them saw coming. What begins as irritation turns into something sharper... revenge. He sees her as reckless, someone who dared to challenge his authority. She sees him as arrogant, a man who hides behind power to silence truth. Every encounter becomes a battlefield-words like weapons, silence like punishment. But hatred has a strange way of blurring into something deeper. Because beneath his cold decisions, she starts to see the man who carries burdens no one understands. And behind her defiance, he begins to notice the quiet strength that refuses to break. Somewhere between revenge and resistance, something shifts. Feelings they never planned. A connection they never wanted. And a love that could destroy everything they've built or finally give them something real. Because in a world where power demands sacrifice... can love survive when it was never meant to exist?

"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.