INDIAN ROMANCE 🦢🪷🐚 "The most unexpected things come to us when we least expect it." Yash showed up in Aarya's life only to love her without expecting anything but Aarya? She was not ready to believe in the word "Love." YASH OBEROI a famous actor and AARYA SHARMA a simple interned doctor and a single mom. Will Aarya give Yash a chance? Will fate bring them together? Or will Yash break Aarya's heart like everyone else? ✰ Raghav was Aarya's worst nightmare. The man she thought would love her ended up hurting her beyond repair. But Yash? He was the prince charming. Where raghav caged her, Yash would set himself on fire just to keep her warm. He would love Aarya till his last breath. But would Aarya be able to love yash back? Her trust in love was completely gone with the men she meet in her life. Everytime she gave love a chance they broke her and now she stopped believing in love. ✰ Raghav's pyre burned and the whispers grew louder. Taunting Aarya and calling her unlucky. Yash stood in the crowd. His face covered by a mask,cap and glasses. He had heard enough. He pulled out a blade and dragged it across his own palm. Blood dropped onto the ground and before anyone could react he filled it across Aarya's hairline. Without glancing at crowd he picked her up and took seven phera's around the burning pyre of her dead husband. "Now let's see who calls you unlucky." Yash's emotions took over him and he made a mistake of marrying Aarya. His reputation was at stake and they had to keep this marriage a secret. The Film industry would drag him down once they get to know that he's married to a widow with a child. Unknown to Yash that the only faceless girl he fell in love with that day was none other than the girl he'd married accidentally. Their story was written by God and fate played it's role.The long lost Princess of Jaipur who had no idea that she was a princess and the famous Actor. How will their story take turns? Top 3 in India - 4/09/25

The new cover is made by someone so talented @etherealpetal_echoes Thankyou you editor ❤️ _________________________________________ "Battle between faith & desires" "Battle between love & patience" This story is about a girl named Ayat, who faces many troubles in her life. It explores various conflicts, including cast and marital issues, and how these challenges affect her. For a fictional twist, there is a male lead who is in unconditional, eternal love with Ayat. The identity of this male lead is initially hidden, and you'll need to dive into the story to discover who he is. The narrative features many characters, each playing a distinct role. One of the most highlighted characters, after the main leads, is Sabeeha Farooque. She helps Ayat navigate her struggles, drawing from her own life experiences to guide and support her friend. Sabeeha's journey is filled with valuable lessons that greatly influence Ayat's quest for a better life. And yes this story is inspired by peer e kamil, read carefully it's inspired not copied,so don't hate It's a HEA 🥉3 rank in halalromance (31st October, 2024) (High need of editing so read it at your own risk🙏🏻) {HUMBLE REQUEST:- IF YOU ARE A PERSON WHO WANT TO JUDGE ISLAAM WITHOUT EVEN KNOWING THE WHOLE CONCEPT, THEN PLEASE LEAVE THIS STORY ITS NOT FOR YOU, SAVE YOURS AND MY TIME TOGETHER🙏}

Twisted Hearts - a tale of love, fate, and obsession. She's a passionate graphic design student, focused on her dreams. He's a powerful CEO, a man who always gets what he wants. Their worlds were never meant to collide-until fate intervened, pulling them into a connection neither of them saw coming. Just as their hearts begin to intertwine, the past resurfaces-a shadow that refuses to be forgotten. A love long buried, a jealousy that knows no limits, and a deception that threatens to tear them apart. When hearts are twisted by fate and obsession, will love be enough to survive the storm?

𝐓𝐮𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢 𝐡𝐮𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚 𝐬𝐢 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐢 𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐤𝐢 𝐫𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐮 𝐓𝐮𝐦 𝐥𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐮𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐤𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐡 𝐎𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐢 𝐥𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐚 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐮𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐞𝐤 𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐤𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐞 ~ 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐍𝐈 🧿✨ Starting - 18 January 2025 Ending -

"Love doesn't follow rules. It defies them."⁠☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ Lavika Malhotra is Bold, fearless, and untouchable-she's a queen in heels and a storm in scrubs. She's the heiress of a legacy built on blood and healing, carrying scars that refuse to break her spirit. Every heart she mends hides a piece of her own, yet she never stops fighting for what she loves. She can save lives... but can she survive the man who will stop at nothing to claim her? "I thought he was my enemy. I was wrong. He was my fate." Then there's, Aryamaan Singhania, a man who owns the night, rules in shadows, and stops at nothing to possess what he wants. he's power wrapped in sin and charm. He breaks rules, crushes egos, and dominates hearts-yet hers is the only one he covets. Dark, obsessive, and utterly untouchable... until she walks into his world and ignites the fire he didn't know he needed. He's the storm she can't outrun, the danger she can't resist, and the man who will never let go. She hated him. He craved her. And with a single ruthless move, he chained her to him in the one bond she could never escape: Marriage. Lavika must fight not only to protect her heart... but to survive loving the man who swore to own her soul. She's chaos in heels, he's silence with a storm beneath. She challenges fate, he bends it to his will. Together, they fight, burn, and crave in equal measure. Love isn't gentle here; it's war, fire, and scars-yet irresistible.

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃 ⋆ᡣ𐭩 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 They hated each other. Academic rivals. Family friends. Nothing more. Years apart felt like freedom- Until fate brought them face to face again. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔... I kissed her back. Once. Twice. But then I forced myself to pull away. Her eyes fluttered open in confusion. I cupped her face gently, brushing my thumb across her cheekbone. "l'll hate myself tomorrow if I take advantage of this moment." "I'd never hate you," she whispered, eyes heavy-lidded. "You're the only place I feel safe." And it hit me harder than the kiss. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆... I broke the kiss, breathing heavy, my forehead resting against hers. "You belong to me," I whispered, voice raw. "I'm your husband, Ruhi. Not him. Me." She swallowed hard, her lips still trembling. "I know," she whispered. "I didn't mean to-" "No. Listen to me." He cupped her face, firm but not rough. "You're mine to hold. Mine to protect. Mine to kiss. Mine to fight with. Mine to lose sleep over. Not some asshole who thinks a toy will get him what he wants."