For eighteen years, they have known each other's names. For eighteen years, they have known they are destined to marry. For eighteen years, they have never been allowed to meet. A prophecy declared that Yuvrani Nandhini Devi Mahadevan of Chandravali and Yuvraj Rudra Veer Pratap Suryavanshi of Suryagarh are bound by fate. But the same prophecy carried a terrifying warning: If they see each other before the White Comet returns eighteen years later, one of them will die. Now the comet is returning. As destiny prepares to unite them at last, Rudra finds himself chasing the truth behind his elder brother's murder-a mystery buried beneath secrets, lies, and powerful enemies. Together, Rudra and Nandhini are drawn into a dangerous hunt for the truth, uncovering conspiracies that threaten not only their kingdoms, but the future fate intended for them. And somewhere between prophecy and reality, duty and desire, grief and healing, they discover a love far deeper than destiny itself-a bond built on unwavering trust, fierce loyalty, and a connection that feels as though their souls have always belonged to one another. A story of fate, love, royal intrigue, family bonds, hidden enemies, and two hearts destined not only to find each other-but to become each other's greatest strength.

Mission: Escape Marriage. Well, what happens when both the bride and groom decide to run away from their wedding? Zaira Mehta had one mission on her wedding day: disappear. She was tired of everyone planning her future for her and was determined to take control of her own life, even if it meant leaving everything behind. Aarish Raheja had a mission of his own. As an architect whose life was built on plans and perfection, running away was the last thing he ever imagined doing. Yet there he was, walking away from a future he never chose. What starts as a simple attempt to avoid marriage soon turns into something far more complicated because sometimes, the person you're trying to escape from is the very person you're meant to find. Mission: Escape Marriage was supposed to be simple. Too bad love had other plans.⊹ฺ

What happens when a college boy accidentally gets married... and has no place to keep his wife except his BOYS HOSTEL ROOM? Secret marriage ✔ Boys hostel ✔ Crazy friends ✔ Endless comedy ✔ Unexpected romance ✔ Rules break honge. Secrets chhupenge. Love grow karega,slowly, secretly. This is not just a love story, it's a rollercoaster of laughter, friendship, chaos & emotions 💕 Read to know how long a wife can stay hidden in a boys hostel and what happens when love starts getting real.

"𝐇𝐔𝐌 𝐀𝐀𝐏𝐒𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐌 𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐈... 𝐊𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐉𝐈" SHE'D NEVER THOUGHT HE'D GET ON HIS KNEES... The rain hasn't stopped. But people did. Ganga ghat pe aarti abhi khatm hui thi. Hawa tez thi. The diyas flickered. Rain started. soft at first, then heavier. People grabbed their dupattas, rushed up the ghat steps. "Humare liye prem hi pooja hai. Aur pooja hi prem" she cut him off mid sentence "Toh kariye humari pooja" And he did. Woh uske samne sar jhuka ke baith gaya... "Aaj se Kartavya Rajpurohit aapke hua, kashi ji." Aaj se kartavya Rajpurohit aapke huye... "Hum nahi jaante prem kaise hota hai. Par jo bhi hai. woh aap hi ho." I don't know what love is supposed to feel like. I never did. But I know that before you, mornings were just mornings. Now they're the time I wonder if you slept well. I know that when you laugh I forget what I was doing. I know that when you're upset something in my chest pulls, like it's mine to fix, like it was always mine to fix. I have never fought for anything in my life. Never raised my voice. Never asked for anything. But for you I would learn. For you I would show up at every ghat, every lane, every place you've ever been, just to be where you are. I don't know what to do with this feeling. It's too big and I'm not a big person. But it's yours. All of it. Whatever this is, it's yours. Kashi Zaveri : who loved loudly, never knowing someone was just as gone for her. Kartavya Rajpurohit : who prayed with his whole heart, and loved the same way. This is their story. And this is banaras. Galiyon ki, ghaton ki, diyon ki. Families ki jo ghar jaisi lagti hain. Prem jo ki pooja jaisa mehsoos hota hai. Par Banaras sirf aarti aur phool nahi hai. Yahan dariya bhi hai. Aur dariya kabhi kabhi sab baha le jaata hai. 🌷Prem laat series book #1

❝𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞... 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞. 𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞.❞ 𝐌𝐚𝐣𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐕𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐩𝐮𝐭 lives by medals, mission reports, and the silence of secrets while 𝐃𝐫. 𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐯𝐢 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐚 breathes through research papers, lab results, and the noise of questions. Their first meeting was a disaster. It was hate at first sight. She mocked his 𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚 and he dismissed her 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑔𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒. It was full of sharp words and stubborn pride, both swearing they could never stand each other. But fate worked in quiet ways as it bound them long before they realized it and met again. It was in the most desi way possible. 𝑨𝒏 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆. Now that destiny tied them together, sparks don't fly because they clash like fire and ice as they turned it into a bet. She calls him emotionless. He calls her stubborn. She prays for his postings to keep him away while he silently yearns for a chance to pull her closer. A soldier who hides his heart and a researcher turned assistant professor who denies hers, tied in a marriage that turns into the most 𝒔𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒅 of all.

Not every villain is heartless. Some fall in love too deeply... and that's what makes them dangerous.✨️

She came looking for a story. The story was looking for her. In the mountains of Pakistan lies Barzakhpur - a village that phases in and out of existence. A place where the fog lingers too long and the dead don't leave. Taniksha Shah rents an old haveli for creative solitude. Instead, she finds Aslan Ijaz - silent, severe, and far too watchful for a mere caretaker. He tells her not to leave after dark. He doesn't tell her he's chained himself to a bed every night to keep something inside him from reaching her. Because the entity wearing his bones has started to hate the way he looks at her. And in Barzakhpur, love is a weakness the dead do not forgive.

Two college students discover an abandoned infant girl wrapped in a thin blanket on street. Unsure what to do but unable to walk away, they decide to take her with them-just for one night. What begins as a moment of compassion quickly changes their lives in ways they never imagined. Between lectures, part-time jobs, and sleepless nights, they learn the weight of responsibility. The tiny stranger brings laughter, chaos, and a sense of purpose they didn't know they were missing. But questions about her past start to surface, along with the fear of losing her. As they search for answers, their bond with the little girl grows deeper.

✫ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐈𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐆𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ᕯᕯᕯᕯᕯᕯ She walks like royalty. He moves like a storm. She commands courtrooms with fire. He rules boardrooms in silence. She hides pain behind sharp words. He buries his behind calm eyes. She trusts no one. He lets no one close. She is rage wrapped in grace. He is restraint edged with danger. She used to laugh. He used to be the reason. . . . . RITIKA SINGH RATHORE Born into Rajasthan's most powerful royal family, Ritika is the pampered princess. But she is a Queen of her own world by strength and sheer will. A fierce lawyer feared in courtrooms, her silence is sharper than most screams. But behind that cold brilliance is a past steeped in blood and betrayal. She used to be the third-in-command of the Indian underworld, but now she doesn't even look at that direction. ADWAIT SINGHANIA A self-made billionaire forged by pain, Adwait rose from the ashes of a brutal past. He thinks like a strategist, moves like a soldier and trusts no one with his heart. He is only cheerful around his family and for others, he is nothing more than a silent storm. Once the second-in-command of India's deadliest crime syndicate, he has now cut ties with the crime world. Reason? No one knows. They were once each other's biggest supporter and secret keeper. Until one night shattered it all. Yet, years later, fate throws them together again. Not as friends. Not as enemies. But as two people bound by a past that refuses to die. Because the past isn't done with them yet. Enemies are watching. Alliances are shifting. And every heartbeat draws them deeper into a war they thought they had left behind. This isn't just a second chance. It's a collision course. This is not a love story, not yet. This is a battlefield and their hearts are the most dangerous weapons of all. ✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫