"What? You gonna avoid me again like you did today? Pretend I'm not here and call it a night?" Then there's Donovan. Bittersweet, underappreciated Donovan. My best friend. The only person I had known I could use as a safety cushion whenever things got tough. My punching bag, my own personal, opinionated diary. He snapped my journal shut, waving it at me. "Can you be honest for once in your life and tell me what that list is about?" "I am honest with you."I mumbled, distracted by the bruises and cuts on his hand. "What happened there?" "Don't dodge the question. If you're so honest, why didn't you tell me they were giving you a hard time?" "Because it doesn't matter." "And Mel?" I admit that the worry in his honeyed-earths had almost cracked my demeanor, leaving me feeling vulnerable enough to want to open up to him, to let him in on all the cruelty I've endured. That is until he mentioned her. He took my silence as the answer he wanted to his question. He wanted me to be the bad guy because he cared that much for her. Wanted me to take on the role of bad friend so it'd fit his story and make him secure in his feelings. "Don't touch my stuff, Donovan." I mumbled and plucked my journal out of his hands with no fight from his end. I tucked my secrets back on my bookshelf and leaned against the wall, arms crossed as I anticipated his next words. I was met with silence and a whole lot of eye judging and with that, my old nemesis, panick, set in. "Did you read it?" Gosh, I hate how fragile that came out. I need to pull myself together before I end up saying something I'd regret. "You still haven't answered my question about Mel." "Because it's insulting." I responded, balling my hands into a fist to keep from chewing on my nails. "Did you read my journal?" He scoffed. "What do you think?" ... A story that tells of the struggles of teenage life, embracing change and how to cope with society as a whole.

He was her first heartbreak... and her last obsession. She is childish. He is mature. She is clumsy. He is calm. She is chaos. He is peace. She is silly dreams. He is steady reality. He's my best friend's brother. He understands me too well... which is embarrassing, because he's also caught me sighting and drooling over him more than once. "Stop staring," he says with that smirk-like it's that easy. She's clumsy, always tripping over something-and making me laugh every time. She talks too much, listens even more, and somehow became my free therapist without even realizing it. "Don't ever change," I tell her, because her chaos feels like peace to me.

BOOK 3 OF SHADOWS OF MARRIAGE They say marriages are built on trust and love. Meera's was built on desperation, power... and obsession. Three months ago, Meera Rajput walked into the Singhania mansion as a bride. Now, she's a ghost haunting her own life-trapped in a marriage colder than the grave Yuvaan's first wife is buried in. For five years, Yuvaanash Singhania was the center of her fantasies-dangerously brilliant, mercilessly ambitious, and emotionally untouchable. A man who destroyed empires with a phone call... and rebuilt hers with a single sentence: "Marry me. Or lose everything." She said yes. To save her dying business. To satisfy her unhealthy obsession. To finally claim the man she'd worshipped from afar. But Meera didn't marry Yuvaan. She married his conditions. His control. His grief-soaked shadows and the ghost of a wife she will never outrun. Yuvaanash doesn't touch her. He barely acknowledges her. To him, she's not a partner-she's an obligation, a placeholder, a mother-for-hire to raise his daughter, Siya. Yet beneath his icy silence lies something darker-watchful eyes, unspoken rules, a possessiveness he refuses to name. As if she belongs to him, even when he swears he feels nothing. And Meera? She's drowning. Losing herself piece by piece. Clinging to Siya-the only warmth in a house built on secrets and ashes. But the Singhania mansion hides more than memories. Its walls whisper lies. Its master hides sins. And Meera slowly realizes: She isn't just trapped in a loveless marriage. She's trapped with a man whose darkness runs deeper than she ever imagined. And the most terrifying part? She's beginning to crave it.

#𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 2 ╰┈➤ 𝑼𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭. And somewhere between the silence and sacrifice... destiny wrote a plan of its own. Vansh Ranawat had music in his soul and fire in his voice. The stage gave him freedom, but her presence gave him purpose. When he loved, he loved with his whole being. But some loves aren't meant to be kept-some are meant to be let go, even when it breaks you. Tara Malhotra was elegance wrapped in dreams-an aspiring fashion designer with a heart full of hope and a mind set on love. When she gave herself to someone, she did it without hesitation. But the life she envisioned was never the life she was handed. Shaurya Ranawat was calm, composed, and carved from responsibility. Owner of a textile empire and son of a powerful family, he wasn't looking for love-but sometimes love finds you in the most unexpected places. He never knew how tangled hearts could be... until he unknowingly became part of the storm. And then there was Kiara Sharma-fierce, unapologetic, and shining in the spotlight. An actress who never believed in forever... until she crossed paths with a man too broken to sing, and too silent to forget. Four people. Four hearts. One twisted thread of fate. In a world where love collides with duty, and emotions are buried beneath choices, will destiny correct what time tore apart? Or will the past always echo louder than the present? Tropes- -Love after marriage -Arranged Marriage -Forced Proximity -Childhood enemies to lovers -Slow Burn Romance - Protective Male Lead - fake dating STARTED ON:- 16 Sep 2025 ENDED ON:-??

''BOOK 2 OF SHADOWS OF MARRIAGE" After enduring two years of an abusive marriage, Tanvi Singhania finds the strength to break free from the toxic cycle. Her ex-husband's betrayal, having cheated on her multiple times, leaves her shattered and wary of love's promises. Despite a year of therapy, Tanvi struggles to trust again, her heart scarred by past trauma. However, fate intervenes when her family arranges her marriage to Arav Jai Raghuvanshi, a man who has secretly been love with Tanvi for the past five years. Initially hesitant and guarded, Tanvi enters this new union with skepticism, convinced that love is nothing but a fleeting illusion. But as Tanvi navigates her new life with Arav, she discovers that his love is genuine and unwavering. Slowly, Arav's patience, understanding, and unconditional affection begin to chip away at the walls surrounding Tanvi's heart. Through his steadfast devotion, Tanvi learns to heal, to trust, and to embrace the possibility of love once again. "You've had too much to drink, Tanvi. You'll regret this tomorrow," I shouted, hoping to reason with her, but she silenced me with a kiss. "Damn it," I groaned, pulling her closer by the neck. "Don't say I didn't warn you, Tanvi," I said firmly, pushing her gently onto the bed and hovering above her. "I have scars on my body, Arav," she confessed, a tear slipping from her eye. "Show me," I urged, my voice husky with emotion. Reluctantly, she frowned. "Show me the scars and let me make it up to you. How many times you needed me, and I wasn't there?"

A girl "Tara Oberoi" and the guy "Mihir Raichand" tied in the marriage which was against their will. Her being the repacement of her sister and him being her biggest hater. A girl who never recieved love from anyone in her family or her siblings and a guy who was always pampered by the entire family. Will it last long? Will they ever fall in love with each other?? what's the truth behind everything?? To know these answers just be ready to read the upcoming chapters🎀 Tropes:- ☆Replaced bride ☆Marriage of convinience ☆Forced marriage ☆Age gap ☆Mystery ☆Dark romance