"Aditya, I-" "Yes or No." His voice cut through the air, sharp and commanding. Shivalika didn't say anything. She knew if she replied with only Yes or No then it will bring up more Misunderstandings. But Her silence was enough for him. "The lies, the betrayal... You really thought I wouldn't find out?" Her eyes drifted to the papers in his hand-papers that would change everything. Her face paled. She had never imagined the truth would come out like this. "D-DNA report..." Her voice trembled. Her family was now frozen in shock. The betrayal was too much. His heart, once shattered, He had trusted her, believed her- But she had betrayed him. Not once, but twice. After all these years, she had hidden the truth about his daughter. "You hid it from me." His voice was thick "For eight years." His words were harsh. "I have a 7 year-old daughter, and I never knew she existed. I thought my child was dead! And you... you didn't think I had the right to know?" His voice broke into a whisper, one laced with pain. "I should've known. I shouldn't have trusted you after what you did to me eight years ago." Disgust curling his lips. For the first time, Shivalika saw hatred for her in his eyes, and it pierced her soul. But she knew she deserved it- every bit of his hate. She had broken him all over again. "You're a lawyer, right? You fight for human rights, but You took away my rights as a father." "Ms. Chauhan...You will regret hiding this from me. You've seen my love,and now... now you will see my Hate." "I didn't hate you when you left me. But today, today you've given me a reason to." His face twisted in a storm of fury, betrayal. "I'll make your life a living hell. This was all because of our family rivalry right? Now, I'll show You what a Real Rivalry looks like." Each word filled with venom, rage, and the promise of Vengeance. The man who had once been the hero of someone's story had now become the villain of his own. His Love turned into Vengeance.

When I say Samaksh Rathore and Dhvani Shukla hate each other, I don't mean a little eye-roll or silent treatment kind of hate. I mean absolute, hard-core, blood-boiling hate. She's from Uttar Pradesh, daughter of a powerful political family-full of drama, chaos, and zero fear. He's from Rajasthan, heir to a wealthy business empire-swagger, charm, and sharp one-liners. Their worlds collided like firecrackers on Diwali. Their first meet? Vani stormed right in front of Samaksh's brand-new car, screamed at him like he was the villain of her movie, and-just to seal her point-she threw a stone straight at his ride. Sam, of course, didn't stay quiet. He roasted her so bad that the air was filled with insults louder than traffic horns. Their second meet? Worse. Another argument, another war. This time Sam threw the word "Bhagodi" at her, mocking the fact that she had run away from home. And Vani? She didn't waste a second-her hand flew, and the slap echoed louder than their shouting. Now, just the sight of each other makes their blood boil. If looks could kill, Sam and Vani would have destroyed each other long ago. Enemies isn't even the word... these two are living, breathing disasters waiting to explode.

COMPLETED ON SCROLLSTACK Sara Rajawat has walked half her journey for vengeance alone. Things are getting tougher. More dangerous. More brutal. She might not be prepared to control the tsunami of consequences threatening to engulf her. So he steps in. With a wedding ring in his hand. Her ex-husband, the King of Jaigarh, a man feared by all, defied by none. And offers her his power, his throne, his sword, wanting nothing in return. Or so she is made to believe. Because once the Queen obliterates all the pieces on the board, the King is taking her for himself. *Content and Trigger warning: gore language, violence, graphic description of sex, mentions of suicide, past trauma.

📚Crack and Crease - Cracks demand repair. Creases demand heat. Not all damage screams. Some of it settles. 🖤 Jaiveer Jahagirdar & Vamika Mittal 🖤 Jaiveer Jahagirdar was not broken by loss, he was cracked by it, and like tempered glass, he learned to stand sharper at the edges. Vamika Mittal carried her crease like precision not damage, just a permanent line where softness used to lie. Yugveer Jahagirdar, 1.5 years old, he didn't see cracks or creases - only arms that held him. 🩶🩶🩶 He was raised in corridors where power never trembled - a son taught that weakness is louder than loss. She learned early that love can bruise without leaving proof - a woman who folds her scars into sharp edges. 🔥 Jaiveer Jahagirdar carries fracture like inheritance. Vamika Mittal wears restraint like silk over steel. 🔥 Their families built empires that refuse to bow. Their names have stood on opposite sides of contracts for decades. ⚔️ He protects what's his. She controls what she builds. ⚔️ They meet across a table neither trusts. No promises. No peace. Just leverage. Because steel doesn't bend easily. And pride doesn't forgive quietly. 👑 Legacy carved their surnames. Damage shaped who they became. But somewhere between the crack and the crease - something refuses to stay folded. 👑 🕊️ Tropes 🕊️ Enemies to Lovers Corporate Rivals Single Father Divorced FMC Billionaire / Industrial Dynasty Slow Burn Power Couple No Cheating Protective Father Child Softens the War

Isha never wanted wealth, crowns, or castles. She only wanted a simple life-one where survival was enough. But fate had other plans. A single truth shatters her world: she carries the blood of the Rathores, one of the most powerful royal lineages. Suddenly, she is thrust into palaces dripping with luxury, guarded by walls of secrets, and watched by a family that accepts her only by name, never by heart. Her new life is filled with cold brothers, a father who hides his sorrow behind laughter, and a legacy that demands perfection. Because in this empire, blood is not just thicker than water-it's the sharpest weapon of all. And Isha must decide: will she shine like royalty, or bleed like the rest?

I pushed him with as much force as I could, which made him stumble slightly, but he succeeded in maintaining his balance and escaped falling. That was when I got a chance to see his face. Oh, my gosh!! He is so handsome...wait...I have seen him somewhere...somewhere...what the...!! He...he is Mr. Shane Adams, the CEO of Adams' Empire. But why the heck did he kiss me? Did he misunderstand me for someone else? "How dare you push me? Do you even know who I am?" He asked, angrily. "Don't give me that shit of 'Do you know who I am?' I know who you are, but how dare you kiss me without my permission?" I spat back. My statement fueled his anger, and now he was extremely furious. He had his hand balled into a fist. He slowly came closer to me and stopped just inches from me. "You lousy mouse. You are nothing but a slut. Do you hear me? You are.a.slut!" he whispered into my ear from my back, holding both of my hands tightly. I could no longer take it, as I was beyond furious at this point. I punched him hard on his handsome face, and the side of his lips started bleeding. Serves him better! And that was how Lara and Shane met. They weren't opposites. They weren't alike either. Just two people who shouldn't have crossed paths... yet somehow kept running into each other again and again. Step into the chaotic love story of Shane and Lara. PS: Yes, it's cliché. But the kind you won't be able to stop reading. PS II: I think my 18-year-old self nailed this story. tee..hee

Six friends. Three love stories. One unforgettable year. When Sakhi walks into her college for her first year, she doesn't expect to end up in a group that'll change her life. She's bold, smart-and doesn't tolerate disrespect. Add in Tara, the sunshine girl who's not afraid to roast anyone with her sarcasm, and Aarohi, the soft-hearted poet with a messy love-hate thing for the campus hearthrob. Kabir, the overprotective brother. Aarav, the calm storm. Vihaan, the Bad boy who hides behind jokes. Together, they form a friend circle where love blossoms, hearts break, and confessions happen over chai and chaos. Set in the vibrant streets of Pune, this is a story of friendship, first love, and the moments that stay with you forever.

BOOK TWO OF THE SILENCE SERIES [UPCOMING] ──── ୨୧ ──── ── .✦ 𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐇𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐇𝐑𝐀 𝐗 𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐀𝐈𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 They were childhood sweethearts, only months away from getting married. Then one accident changed everything. Advait lost his memories. Anaha lost the man who remembered her. Now, she stands beside him as his assistant, loving him quietly, while he cannot understand why her presence feels like something he has lost. The question remains, will love find its way back to them? ──── ୨୧ ──── [ENGLISH TRANSLATION AVAILABLE AFTER EVERY HINDI DIALOGUE]

𝗕𝗘𝗬𝗢𝗡𝗗 𝗕𝗔𝗥𝗚𝗔𝗜𝗡 is a strangers to lovers romance with a hint of comedy while also exploring deeper emotional aspects and human emotions. It revolves around two protagonists who were supposed to stay away from each other, yet ended up getting married. Their fathers have been business rivals for as long as anyone can remember, and with the female protagonist stepping in to handle her family's business, the rivalry only intensifies as she gives her biggest competitor a tough time. However, when her misogynistic father refuses to let her take charge of the company alone, she takes a risk and proposes a contract marriage to her greatest rival, an arrangement meant to last only a year and remain strictly professional. Featuring Alisha Sekhon and Aarish Sehrawat, this story explores the theme of a relationship built on a temporary contract that gradually develops into a bond so strong that neither of them can imagine life without the other. It reflects on how childhood trauma and parental neglect can shape a person's fears and insecurities, and how being loved unconditionally, regardless of flaws or circumstances, can heal even the deepest wounds.

When the threads of their fates have been entangled since the beginning of time, what could one possibly do to free themselves? Two rival kingdoms, a decades long rivalry between the both, a prince, a princess, sworn enemies. When they cannot bear a second of looking at each other, their lives intertwine in such a way that the rivalry gets left behind. But before that happens, secrets lurking in the chambers of palaces, tucked away like a forgotten nightmare are once again revisited. The truths of families, rivalries, and enmity are rediscovered. Trusts are broken and rebuilt. Families are destroyed and recreated. Royal titles are stripped off and reassigned. And amid that battle, two people who swore to destroy each other may perhaps find a fate of their own- because not all battles are fought on the battlefield. A story of power, rivalry, hatred, revenge, and love-Feeke Rang: Vengeance of