Ananya, a gifted journalist, never expected her past to return with such force. Years after silently loving Arjun- the charming basketball player from her college- she is sent undercover to profile him, now an international star living by the Croatian coast. Posing as a nanny to his children, she steps into his guarded world, torn between duty and the ache of old feelings. As days slip into laughter, late-night dances, and seaside family moments, Ananya unravels Arjun's hidden struggles: a broken marriage, a son left behind, a niece he raises as his own. Just as love begins to heal them both, secrets collide- her hidden identity, his estranged wife's return, and the crushing weight of public scrutiny. What follows is heartbreak, redemption, and a love tested against waves of betrayal and insecurity. Ultimately, Ananya and Arjun must decide if they are brave enough to embrace the tide that almost swept them apart.

Yato hastah tato drishṭih| Yato drishṭih tato manah| Yato manah tato bāvah| Yato bāvah tato rasah| "Where the hands go, the eyes follow; Where the eyes go, the mind follows; Where the mind is, there goes the expression; Where the expression is, there goes the emotion." *** If a practical mind had an embodiment, it would be Chandni. Love just wasn't her cup of tea. Or coffee. Or any other beverage. Not even when she's an experienced, expressive Bharatanatyam dancer. And all she could do was entrust her parents with her love life. What they do is find her an intriguing guy with mismatched eyes who wants nothing to do with it. He assumes he'd be ruining a girl's life for the sake of an arranged marriage. And so, she helps him escape. In a twist of fate, his attempt to repay her kindness only complicates things further. As their worlds collide in a series of chaotic and heartwarming encounters, will their initial clash drive them apart, or spark a love neither of them saw coming? Will Chandni's pragmatic heart ever find love? *** Aakash turned towards Chandni, "I'm just helping yo-" "I never asked you!" Chandni shoots back in anger at what he had done. *** A/N: More than being a good book for the reader, the best outcome I could expect would be giving a wholesome Bharatanatyam experience. *** Standalone. Mature language. NOTE: There might be certain scenarios that readers might find controversial. *** 04 / 03 / 2023 : Featured in Wattpad Outreach's "💎 Featured Stories - Best of Outreach Hidden Gems". 28 / 10 / 2025 : Featured in Chicklit's "Diverse Lit". 28 / 10 / 2025 : Featured in Chicklit's "Rom-Com". 28 / 10 / 2025 : Featured in Chicklit's "Ambassador's Picks".

#2 in Top 10 in India on (9/4/26) #1 in Top 10 in India on (12/4/26) Myra sharma had heard his name before she ever saw his face. Armaan Brar. The President of Chandigarh National University. Final-year Political Science student. RSVP's rising youth face. The boy professors avoid. The one students don't look in the eye. The one whose footsteps are enough to silence a corridor. They say he once pulled a gun on campus. They say he wins elections the way he wins fights... ruthlessly. They say crossing him is a mistake you don't repeat twice. And she believes every freaking word. She's just a first-year B.Com student. From a Middle class family, She left Lucknow with dreams in her suitcase. Chandigarh National University was her dream. Her fresh start. Her escape. Living alone in a new city wasn't easy but she was determined. Far away from politics, power, and people like him. Her only goal? Stay invisible, don't get noticed by bullies in college.. But Armaan Brar notices her. And that's where the problem begins. And Armaan Brar has never been gentle about what he wants. Tropes:- - punjabi munda x Brahmin girl - college president x student(1st phase) - MLA x CA Girl (2nd phase) - first love - rich guy x middle class girl - 5 years age gap (don't judge my book with this description there is a lot more about Armaan and Myra, give it a chance please...it's my first story.)

A scandal. A misunderstanding. A decision taken in haste-and Keerti is married off to Professor Agastya Agnivanshi, her own English literature teacher. He's everything she's not: emotionally closed-off, cynical, and a man who sees marriage as nothing more than a social burden. To him, love is weakness. To her, this marriage is a cage. Bound by society's judgment, family's honor, and a twist of fate neither of them saw coming, they are now husband and wife. What starts as a marriage of convenience quickly spirals into a fierce emotional tug-of-war. They argue. They clash. They challenge each other at every step. They are enemies under the same roof-until the fire between them begins to burn in a different way. Meanwhile, in this turbulent world, Mrunal Tripathi, Keerti's best friend, brings color and chaos. Her dreams of becoming an IPS officer are bold, loud, and full of heart. But her free spirit often stirs the very discipline Keerti clings to-reminding everyone that life doesn't always follow rules. And then there's Tej Pratap Singh, the young economics professor whose belief in structure is shaken by the spontaneity of people like Mrunal. As her laughter invades his quiet world, another story brews in the background.

The Nayak Brothers - Book 3 Kedar Nayak is a self made rich millionaire. He had no expectations in life. In fact he didn't have a life other than his work and his family. Love, relationships, marriage weren't his thing. But then Destiny always has its own plans.... Prakruthi Kamath a middle class girl who knew no luxury came without hard work in life. And she wanted to earn it all for her family. She wanted to support her father like her sister Avanthi. But what happens when unexpected wedding plans ruin all her dreams and aspirations! An arranged marriage which is not so 'well arranged'!!! After all not every 'offer' is tempting you see!!! Disclaimer: Any resemblance to real persons or other real-life entities is purely coincidental. All characters and other entities appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, dead or alive, or other real-life entities, past or present, is purely coincidental Copyright Disclaimer: I don't own any rights of pictures used if any. They belong to the owners respectively.

Neel Agarwal was four years older than Aisha. Mature, composed, and terrifyingly calm. The topper. The disciplined one. The boy who believed emotions were distractions. Except when it came to her. Aisha Agarwal the clumsy, bright, over-smiling girl who walked into his life and turned it upside down. She trusted him blindly, fought with him like a child, and depended on him for everything... not knowing he loved her in a way he could never say out loud. For Aisha, Neel was safe. For Neel, Aisha was a weakness. But Aisha's heart beats for someone else. Shikhar. Her college classmate. Loud. Dominating. The "gunde-type" guy everyone feared but she loved. Protective in his own dangerous way. The kind of boy who fights first and thinks later. And Neel hated the way Shikhar held her hand so casually. Hated the way she smiled at him. Hated himself for not being enough. Neel is older. He knows better. He understands consequences. Shikhar doesn't. When possessiveness clashes with patience, when love fights ego, and when Aisha stands between two completely different worlds the calm storm and the raging fire who will she choose? The boy who silently built her dreams? Or the one who loudly claims her heart? A story about silent love, dangerous attraction, jealousy, and the painful truth that sometimes being the "right" person doesn't mean being the chosen one.

❝निगाहें तेरी, चाँदनी जैसे, ❝Your gaze, like the moonlight, हर पल रोशन, हर पल प्यासी। Ever radiant, ever longing. एक झलक में, दुनिया भूल जाऊँ, In just one glance, I forget the world, इन आँखों की गहराई ऐसी।❞ Such is the depth of your eyes.❞ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐄𝐎 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐜𝐞-𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥-𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. Shreya Patil learned the hard way that love was nothing but a beautifully packaged lie. Betrayed by the man she once trusted, she's spent the last four years shielding her heart, focusing on the only thing that matters-her daughter. But when her father forces her into an arranged marriage to clean up the family's scandals, she finds herself bound to a man who is everything she swore to avoid. Lakshay Malhotra has built his empire on control, logic, and ruthless ambition. Marriage was never in his plans-until an irresistible opportunity landed at his feet. Marrying Shreya gives him the one thing money can't buy: an unshakable seat among India's elite. Their arrangement is simple. No emotions. No expectations. No love. She's his wife on paper, nothing more. He's her last mistake, or so she tells herself. But in a game where power and passion collide, the hardest rule to follow is the one that forbids them from falling in love.

🕯️My first story.. Major Paresh Chauhan - age 32, Para SF officer. Ruthless. Commanding. Brilliant. Known for his razor-sharp mind and battlefield instincts, Paresh is a man who thrives in chaos and obeys only his own code. Muscular, tall, and strikingly handsome, he hides scars behind authority, and a heart long buried beneath duty. Bella Mehra - age 28, tech prodigy and civilian project lead. Independent, compassionate, and sharper than she appears. Bella has spent her life helping others, but never learned how to help herself. Soft-spoken yet unbreakably strong, she's the kind of woman who believes in peace - even while the world around her burns. Their worlds were never meant to meet. Until a high-stakes military-civilian operation drags them together. Until a data breach threatens national security and she's the one blamed. And until an impossible decision is made behind closed doors, To protect her... she must marry him. By the order of Army Command, signed off by retired General Vikram Chauhan, Paresh's father approved because army reputation. Their marriage is not love It's a cover-up. A strategy. A command For him, she's a burden of responsibility. For her, he's a cage she never chose. But fate doesn't care for comfort. And when war breaks out inside borders and hearts what lies beneath the uniform may matter more than any battlefields. • • • "He wore the uniform like armour. She saw the man beneath it."🕯️

He served the nation. She waited with love. 🌸 🌸🌸🌸🌸 Naina Sharma - Roorkee's clumsy geography teacher, who believes in maps, miracles, and chai more than anything else. Kabir Mehta - IMA cadet, disciplined, determined, and completely off-limits. A random Sunday in Dehradun. A Ball Night invitation. And a connection that neither of them saw coming. As he trains to serve the nation and she learns to balance her heart with her fears, their love begins to bloom quietly - through letters, phone calls, and promises whispered across miles. Because sometimes, love doesn't need grand confessions or perfect timing. Sometimes, all it needs is faith... and Her Olive Green Love. #6 longdistance