Just as Prarthana is finally about to prove her innocence to Shivansh, she realises her self-worth. She realises the betrayal she has gone through- one of being continuously blamed and never believed. And then, just like that, she leaves. _ This story is for all those people who are tired of Prarthana having a spine only when it's to support Shivansh, and self-respect only if it extends to her respect for him. It's for all those people whose heart ached when Prarthana begged for forgiveness for a mistake she did not commit. It's for... well. You'll see.

Shivansh Randhawa, a billionaire who doesn't believe in love, is forced into marriage to secure his family's legacy. Prarthana Malhotra, a struggling bakery owner, needs financial help but refuses to give up on her dreams. When fate brings them together, they sign a one-year contract marriage-strictly business, no emotions. But as their worlds collide, unexpected sparks fly, and will their deal remain just a contract, or will love find its way into their guarded hearts? Cover by @exuberant_girl10

Just a collection of short stories based loosely on the characters. I love their chemistry, but feel the show doesn't do them justice!

#Book-2 in Lost Royalty series ( CAN BE READ STANDALONE ) He is heartless, While she is a heart specialist He kills mercilessly, And she lives to save lives Both are accustomed to blood, but with different intentions: One to give back life, the other to snatch lives In the collision of their paths, will they find a way to reconcile their differences or remain irreconcilable opposites? What will happen when destiny plays its game, binding them in a knot of marriage of convenience, where both are forced to marry each other, just to fulfill a promise?

Shivansh Randhawa - 34 years old, alluring, powerful, CEO of Randhawa Industries. Workaholic. And love? He doesn't care for nor has the time, need or want for love. Prathana Malhotra - 21 years old, shy, looks at the world with rose tinted glasses, bubbly, tries to seek small specks of happiness and positivity in even the most negative of situations. Can't wait to fall in love. She's the sunshine to his grumpy. He's the Devil to her Angel. He needs to get married before he turns 35 or risk losing his position as CEO due to a contractual clause by his grandfather and upheld by his father. He needs a bride. And she's his answer. Tropes: Age gap Grumpy x Sunshine Marriage of Convenience Office Romance

"I want a divorce." Amaira Malik had given her husband, Shivaansh Randhawa 2.5 years of her life, trying to become the perfect wife, the perfect hostess, the perfect partner. She had spent the last few years of her life working to make their marriage perfect, putting in 100% of the effort. But now she was tired. Tired of being taken for granted. Tired of being pushed away and into a corner. She was tired of just existing. She wanted to start living. What do you do to a rotting limb holding you back from thriving? You chop it off. You get rid of it. And that is exactly what she was going to do with her husband. She was finally going to do what she should have done a year ago. She was going to ask for a divorce. The only problem was, would her rude, arrogant, cold, ruthless husband grant her one? He claims he does not care for her. So then why suddenly is he having such a hard time signing the dotted line which would set the two of them free of each other's company forever?

Exactly what the title says. Because when writers can't give you what you want, you create your own.

Shivansh Randhawa doesn't believe in love. Only power. Control. Silence But when his wife signs their divorce papers without flinching, he learns what true fear feels like - losing her. And if she thinks a signature is enough to sever them, she's about to learn what it means to be claimed by a man who doesn't let go. Because Prathana was never a choice. She was a possession. A madness. A woman he didn't know how to love- until she stopped trying to be loved at all. So let her run. Let her fight. But she won't leave. Not until he's made her feel every inch of what she's awakened. The hunger, the ruin. The obsession of a man who doesn't know how to let go. And never learned how to share. Even in rage, he wants her. Even in ruin, she is his. . .. ..... ........ Welcome to a short story of our beloved PraShiv. Because the writers have ruined my sanity beyond measure and I took it upon myself to give the PraShiv Arcs we deserve.

Just some random shorts, short stories and ideas penned in the moment of impulse.

An unusual love story between doctor and businessman.