Katha was only 25 when she chose her daughter over her husband. Vedant wanted a son. When Vedika was born, he withdrew-never holding her, never celebrating her, never seeing her as more than a burden. So Katha did what generations of women were told not to- she divorced him. She left. She walked away from silence, from a loveless marriage, and from a house that never saw her daughter. She returned home to Kashi, hoping to rebuild something soft, safe, and loving for Vedika. What she didn't expect... was Rudraksh Thakur. Her first love. Her ex boyfriend. The boy who broke her. Now a man who won't stop fighting to earn her back. Where Vedant failed, Rudraksh rises. As a father to Vedika. As a lover to Katha. Because no matter what time took from him-she was always his. But after everything.. he did to her in the past... Will Katha be able to give him a second chance? Will Katha let herself be loved again-by the man who once shattered her? **** "Rudraksh... I have a daughter..." Katha whispered against his lips. His hand slid to her bare waist beneath the saree, pulling her closer, his lips brushing against her neck. Slowly, he began to kiss her there. She gasped, but he didn't stop. "No, Katha..." he murmured, voice low and certain. "Vedika is our daughter." Tropes: • Single Mother x First love • Second Chances • Obsessive but Soft Hero • Small Town / Kashi Romance • Old school Romance

Aadhya Agarwal, 24, a young fashion designer with dreams dipped in red, lives like the warm glow of a diya on a quiet night. She's soft in the way she speaks, fierce in the way she loves, and carries that sunshine energy that makes people feel lighter just by standing near her. She believes in soulmate-level love, in rituals, in anklets that jingle when she walks toward a future she's always imagined for herself. Abhinav Malhotra, 30, a CEO carved out of discipline and silence, moves through life like a man who's forgotten what warmth feels like. His world is made of glass offices, cold coffee, and unspoken fears. Stoic eyes, quiet voice, careful steps - the sort of man who keeps his heart locked behind his ribs because he's convinced it doesn't deserve a home. She wants a real marriage. He gives her a contract instead. No reasons. No explanations. Just rules. But every rule shakes when her warmth collides with his silence, when her middle-class softness enters his billionaire world, when her brightness starts cracking the walls he's spent years building. Two strangers. One contract. A house full of tension. A heart full of secrets. A marriage that was never meant to feel this real. Tropes: ✨ arranged marriage ✨ contract marriage ✨ grumpy × sunshine ✨ rich × middle class ✨ fall-first-but-deny-it ✨ slow-burn tension ✨ emotional healing arc

**♡TIANA AGGARWAL** Tiana is a girl with a gentle soul and a heart full of unspoken emotions. She carries a chubby frame that she often feels insecure about, and her sensitive nature makes her easily hurt by words or gestures that others might brush off. She is inherently innocent, viewing the world through a lens of wonder and trust, yet this innocence also makes her vulnerable. Her introverted personality means she often keeps her feelings to herself, struggling with the pain of feeling misunderstood and unnoticed. Despite her warmth and kindness, she feels invisible in a world that seems to overlook her needs and emotions. Deep inside, Tiana longs for love, acceptance, and genuine care-things she yearns for but seldom receives. Her heart aches for someone who can see beyond her insecurities and truly understand her, to hold her close and remind her that she is valued just as she is. **♡JAAYANSH THAKUR** Jaayansh Thakur is a man shrouded in mystery and darkness. As the CEO of Studio Bones and a feared figure in the underworld, he commands respect and fear in equal measure. His childhood was marred by tragedy-losing his mother at a young age, which left a void in his heart that no amount of wealth or power could fill. His father, consumed by his own business pursuits, was largely absent, leaving Jaayansh to grow up feeling neglected and unloved. Behind his tough exterior lies a man craving affection and emotional connection, longing for someone to see beyond his ruthless persona and understand the pain he keeps hidden deep within. Despite his powerful position and intimidating reputation, Jaayansh secretly yearns for genuine love and care-a warmth he has never fully experienced. The walls he's built around himself are both a shield and a barrier, making it difficult for anyone to reach the real him. Still, beneath all the darkness, there remains a flicker of hope that someday, someone will come into his life and heal the wounds of his past.

He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.

Dev's heart remains trapped in the past, unable to let go of his love for Hina and resenting his wife Navya for the life he feels was forced upon him. Navya, despite enduring Dev's coldness, remains a devoted wife and mother to their son Ayaan. Amidst this struggle, Navya's unwavering hope and strength shine as she strives to bridge the chasm between Dev and their son, believing in the power of love and forgiveness. Dive into their world to uncover if love can truly mend what has been broken, and if Dev can ever embrace the family that yearns for his affection.

Loud cheers can be heard in the stadium. Arin! Arin! Arin! And the batsman hits the ball towards long off and it went up, up, And up towards the stands And it's a six. The crowd erupted in joy. Yayyyyyyyyy!!! And it's a century for their favorite Arin! Arin Malhotra!. He took off his helmet, gloves and just raised his bat towards longoff's stand where A girl wearing his jersey and a hat is standing smiling so hard that her jaws may came out. For the world it might be just a normal celebration but only the two of them knew the reality and the world has just stopped for them. It's just their moment where he bowed down to his life, his talisman, his backbone. To know more join in, the Journey of Anara Singh a simple middle class girl who is in first year of her college and how she become the heart of The rising star of cricket world Arin Malhotra? How they cope up with media and people monitoring his every movement and him being the National crush? I am not very good at writing description so just dive in and I hope you like it! #2 in College on 2nd October #1 in India on 31st October #1 in collegeromance on 6th November #2 in student on 8th November #1 in cricketer on 20th November #1 in secret marriage on 20th November #1 in hidden marriage on 20th November #1 in secret relationship on 26th November #1 in sports on 18th/20th December #1 in relationship on 20th December #2 in billionaire on 10th, 11th,12th Jan 2026

Hate Hate Hate HateStory In the world of fame, cricket, and fragile egos-love isn't the only game played. Abhishek Sharma, a rising star with a guarded heart and a secret he's terrified to confront, finds himself trapped in a web of rivalry, hatred, and humiliation. On the other side stands Shubman Gill-arrogant, aggressive, homophobic, and hellbent on making Abhishek's life miserable both on and off the field. What starts as venomous glares and violent clashes spirals into a psychological war of dominance, denial, and hidden truths. When past wounds meet present insecurities, and hatred masks something far more complex, will Abhishek shatter before he can breathe? Or will he rise through the ashes of insult and rejection? In a story where every glance cuts deeper than words, and every bruise tells a secret-hate just might be the deadliest kind of obsession.

She was the girl who disappeared after the rumours. He was the boy who noticed when she stopped smiling. When Rhea Khan returns from New York, she's a shadow of who she used to be-silent, distant, and broken after the storm of media pressure and betrayal. Sent to live with the Pandey family to heal, the last thing she expects is to find comfort in Ahaan Panday-loud, chaotic, and everything she isn't. But in the middle of wedding madness, shared coffee breaks, and soft midnight silences, something shifts. He becomes her calm. She becomes his reason to stay grounded. And slowly, piece by piece, she begins to heal. This is a story of slow love, second chances, and finding light in the most unexpected places.

"I DON'T WANT ANY SELFISH WOMAN AROUND MY CHILD!" Rudra roared, the glass shattering in his fist. "STOP IT, RUDRA," Siya said softly, tears brimming in her eyes. "I LOVE HIM... I WOULD NEVER HURT YOUR REYANSH." "DON'T SHOW ME THOSE FAKE TEARS OF YOURS!" he snapped, voice sharp like a blade, slamming his fist into the wall with a thud that echoed through the room. "YOU THINK I CAN'T SEE THROUGH THAT INNOCENT ACT? THAT SOFTNESS? IT'S ALL A LIE, ISN'T IT?" Siya dropped to her knees, heart breaking. "IT'S NOT ABOUT REYANSH, RUDRA... IT'S ABOUT YOU... YOU NEEDED LOVE, RUDRA." . . . ╰┈➤Rudra Singhania - a six-foot-tall man, breathtakingly handsome and steamingly hot, with a presence that commands attention. Grumpy as hell, CEO of Singhania Group of Industries Pvt. Ltd., recently returned from London. A man carved from ice and fire, he's a single parent to little Reyansh - just a few months old - trying to balance towering empires with tiny cries. He hates women, hates emotions, and despises the very idea of letting a nanny or any woman near his baby. ╰┈➤Siya Sharma - a beautiful, cheerful girl with a heart full of dreams and the weight of responsibilities on her shoulders. Daughter to a single mother and a protective elder sister, she balances her 4th year of architecture with the chaos of life. What she never saw coming was becoming the unexpected nanny to Rudra Singhania's baby - a twist of fate that would change everything. Two opposites. One roof. A child in between. Will Siya ever be more than just a nanny in Rudra's eyes? Will Reyansh open his heart to her? And will Rudra finally let love touch the parts of him he's buried deep?