....˖☆𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 + 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞☆˖.... "You can't marry him Vaani" I said staring deep in her eyes gritting my teeth my chest tighten with unfamiliar and unbearable pain , just the thought of her being with someone else kills me so much. "Why?" She asked adding salt on my wounds anger consumed me at this moment, while tightening my grip on her arms and pulling her closer I let out a painful chuckle and said " Because he don't deserve someone like you he deserves someone much better" I could feel the burn in my eyes, my tears are fighting to rolled down my eyes but I didn't let them , hurting her is hurting me more than she could imagine. She remained silent tears rolled down her eyes damage caused by my words were clearly visible in her eyes , I am dying to hug her comfort her but the betrayal the, damge ,the pain I am carrying all these years stopped me from doing so. "Do you hate me this much Nirvaan?" She asked in painful voice looking straight in my eyes , my heart clenched painfully on her condition , I wiped her tears and whispered so softly that she can't hear it. "𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── "Aap ke ye aanshu humare zakhmo pe namak ka kaam karte hai Vaani " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ★𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐏𝐔𝐓★ " I was thrown in dark dead night enough times to realise I am not worthy to meet sunshine" ★𝐍𝐈𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃★ "I am dying to be her sunshine so bright to her dark dead night yet, so warm to melt away all her pain" ______________

#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 Innocent hindu girl - college president x simple student - 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.)

Ira Verma never imagined her new job would land her inside the cold, echoing walls of the Rathore estate-a mansion guarded by silence, secrets, and the brooding presence of the man she's been hired to care for. Devraj Singh Rathore, heir to one of the most powerful families in India, is feared by many and understood by none. Bound to a wheelchair after a brutal attack, he shows no emotion, no warmth... and certainly no interest in the woman tending to him. At least, that's what Ira believes. What she doesn't know is that behind his still gaze lies a storm-dark, obsessive, and dangerously fixated on her. He watches when she's not looking, collects pieces of her she never gave, and burns with jealousy every time his younger brother dares to flirt with her. But Ira has a life outside this mansion. A fiancé her family chose. A future she thought she wanted. Devraj is done pretending. And when obsession begins to crack through restraint, Ira must face a chilling truth: You can only run so far... when the one who craves you is already inside your world.

𝐀𝐂𝐏 𝐀𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 (𝟐𝟕 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬) Is a self possessed, dignified police officer. He is a little rude for outside world but is calm, funny and caring for his family. 𝐙𝐨𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐝 (𝟐𝟑 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬) She is popular and kind student of her college. And a high level Bollywood lover. But she only loves to be with the people she loved. An encounter between both of them and the sparks fly instantly. Plot twist-only from one side. But will they meet again? ----- 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 Slow Burn She Fell First Both Fell Harder Love At First Sight Bestfriend's Brother 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰𝐬 "It is such an uplifting book. This book helped me in my bad times. Both of the characters were so relatable, they feel personal the way you have written them. I'd love to say somehow you make every character feel personal through your writing." "This book is too good. I just loved it. I enjoyed it a lot, eagerly waiting for the remaining couple's book." "Hey author, just completed 'Handcuffed in Love' and it was awesome. It was light-hearted and so fulfilling, it feels so good to read stories like this for once in a while among all serious tropes. Keep writing like this." "I loved the story. It was light-hearted and full of family chaos. The bond of Zoya and Kriti with Siya's family and there was no toxicity and disrespect. I really enjoyed reading it." "This is my first time reading this trope and you made me fall in love with this trope." "What an amazing book, bohot hi mast likha hai author, fav book ban gayi in police officer genre massttt hai bhai samajh nahi aa raha hai kaise batau but bohot mast likha hai." "Your books are really good, have already read 3 of them, they give so much comfort and warmth." "I thoroughly enjoyed reading this book. Laughed like a mad man too, great work." "I actually loved this story's author. I was scared due to the murder case, really,

❣ cute desi novella ❣ what happens when two polar opposites swipe right on an online dating platform and decide to meet up? will a bunch of violinists start playing a love theme in the background when an ESFP charmer meets an ISTJ queen of sarcasm? ----- one of the stories from the "Young Love" collection of books. a stand-alone story from "Pyar Paradise Universe" ----- [Updates on- Starting from 4th Jan 2025; Every Saturday: IST 11:00 am; Completed in Scrollstck] [Third Person Limited + Omniscient Narration] [Unedited First Draft, Editing Ongoing] [Novella] ----- © 2024 Suganthii Media attached to this story belong to their rightful owners and there is no violation of copyrights.

A child marriage they never asked for. A future they never expected. She was just 13, he was 15, when their fates were bound by family and tradition. He walked away. She waited. Now she's 18, finally sent to live with the husband she barely knows... And he's 20, more distant, more bitter, and completely uninterested. To him, she's invisible. To her, he's everything she was promised-but never had. Will the boy who left ever become the man who stays? Can a marriage born in silence... ignite into something real? Child Marriage Hate-to-Love Invisible-to-Irresistible Forced Proximity / Living Together "Touch Her and You Die" Vibes Possessive Jealousy Slow Burn Obsession

• dystopian sci-fi horror • In a world where beauty quite literally shines, Swarna discovers that being seen comes at a price no one warned her about. -- [ Short Story ] © 2025 Suganthi Lakshminarayanan

Anagha never takes the AC local train- until one morning, she does. And that's when she sees him. A mystery in red pants and a black shirt, blending in with the regulars, yet standing out to her. One stolen glance turns into another, and soon, she's hoping to see him again. With her friends cheering her on, she wonders-how do you talk to a stranger without seeming totally creepy? Or maybe, love is just a missed station waiting to be chased. A lighthearted romance about unexpected encounters, hesitant crushes, and the magic of Mumbai's local trains.

When a truth-and-dare question turns Chavi's life upside down and pushes her toward the only person whom she had pulled with herself, Garvit, in the turmoil. dive in for some sour and sweet banters and most of all, teenage romance! 💌

She argued like it was a sport. He flirted like losing was part of the game. The worst part? Everytime she got mad, he fell a little harder.