What if the person destined to heal your heart is someone you've never loved before? In a world of billions, destiny needs only two souls. Captain Jai Pratap Singh-a soldier who dedicated his life to the nation. He has heard stories of love, witnessed it from afar, but never experienced it himself. Ritika Rathore-a girl who once believed love could conquer everything... until the man she trusted the most shattered her heart. One never found love. The other swore never to love again. When destiny ties them together in an arranged marriage, will two locked hearts finally find the keys they have been searching for? Or will fate prove that some hearts are never meant to be healed?

~𝑰𝑺𝑯𝑸 𝑩𝑺 𝑨𝑰𝑲 𝑩𝑨𝑨𝑹 𝑯𝑰 𝑯𝑶𝑻𝑨 𝑯𝑨𝑨𝑰 ~ || Arranged Marriage Romance || -----°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･༘˚⋆𐙚｡⋆---- MUSAAB USMAN SIDDIQUE, He has Everything you can Find in a Perfect man, Wealth, Good looks and Happy Family. He can do Anything to Keep his Family Happy But Is he happy? MAHAM AHMER KHAN, The Absolute Sunshines of Everyone Lives, But Has no hope of light in her Own life. Heart-broken But mend everyone's Hearts but Is she happy with her life? What Happened when Two Broken Souls Meet? Will they heal each other or remain Wounded? ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★ ~ "She was his Peace in the chaos" ~ ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★ T R O P E S • Arranged Marriage • Slow-burn • Grumpy×Sunshine • Love After Marriage • He fell First and HARDER • Strong MMC • Billionaire Romance • Age-Gap • Secrets ● HALAL ROMANCE. To know more, Join me in their Beautiful Journey. Ya

𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐱 𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐯𝐚 BOOK 1 of MOONLIT SERIES! She was raised with traditions. He was hardened by duty. Their hearts never asked-but their families did. VRINDA MISHRA never dreamt of love stories. A government school teacher from a respected Brahmin family, she believed in responsibility more than romance, in silence more than chaos. When her father chose an IPS officer for her, she agreed-not for love, but for the man her father saw worth in. ASTITVA KANAN no space in his life for affection. After years of relentless struggle, he wore his khaki like second skin and spoke only when needed. When his mother brought Vrinda's proposal, he didn't refuse-he simply followed the order, like every other in his life. They marry with respect. They live with distance. And yet-something lingers in the quiet. Two strangers bound by duty. Two hearts untouched by love. But sometimes, the softest stories aren't told in words... they bloom in unspoken glances, shared silences, and the promise of something slowly, gently, changing. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. 18+ readers. Mature content.

"𝐀 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞" 𝐀𝐚𝐤𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢 𝐱 𝐀𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐡 "In a world where tradition and family expectations reign supreme, Aakriti Saxena and Avinash Bansal are brought together by their families in an arranged marriage. But as they begin their new life together, they realize that their union is not just a simple marriage but a complex web of secrets, lies, and hidden agendas. As they navigate the challenges of their new relationship, they must confront their own demons and the darkness that threatens to tear them apart. But despite the obstacles in their path, they find themselves falling deeper and deeper in love. Will their love be strong enough to overcome the secrets and lies that surround them, or will it become the very thing that destroys them?" Read this book to find out. ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ An Indian Arranged Marriage Romance

Featured by @Romance .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·. "Why do you make these paper flowers?" He asked, looking at her through the mirror. "They don't wither like the real ones." She replied, aligning the entire bunch of paper flowers. "But they don't have the fragrance." He politely challenged her. He was a soldier. Chivalrous was his middle name. "These paper flowers, they stay with you for as long as you want. You don't really have to throw them away like people discard the real ones. They pluck them for the fragrance and colors. But once that fades, they throw it away." She said, finally looking up at him. "Not everyone!" He added almost immediately, taking one more step forward. It could be his height or his longer stride, or maybe the room was too small as it only took him two steps to reach her. "Yeah! Of course! Exceptions are there, like poets and people in love." She walked in a different direction, putting those flowers on the table. He rolled his eyes with a defeated sigh. She was a teacher. Arguing with her was as futile as making a sand castle on a seashore. "You know, gone is the era when people used to preserve the flowers of their loved ones. We don't have people like that anymore!" She said as she faced him. "We don't have that kind of love anymore." He said looking straight into her eyes. She held his gaze through the mirror for a while, trying to read through him. "I agree." Murmuring under her breath, she turned around. Taking a deep breath, watching her retreating figure, he brought out his favorite poetry book from the shelf. After he was sure she was not looking, he ruffled through the pages till he found a dried Hibiscus. The very same one which had fallen from her bag when he first saw her. With a small smile, he cautiously caressed the petals. He closed the book with a fond sigh and found her looking at him. She couldn't hold his gaze for long and looked down, crimson covering her cheeks. He shook his head with a chuckle.

🖤 Vritant Vardhan & Adhrita Adani 🖤 He was born in the shadow of the national emblem - a son sculpted by silence, not slogans. She was sent away before legacy could stain her - a daughter raised to heal, not to belong. 🕊️ Vritant wears restraint like armor. Adhrita folds softness into silence. 🕊️ They meet at a wedding neither chose. No past. No plan. Just two names that were never meant to matter to each other - but somehow, they do. 👑 Because history pulls strings. And sometimes, the thread remembers what the throne forgets. 🧵 🖋️ Legacy wrote their last names. ❤️ But it was love that underlined them. Tropes: PM's Son x CM's Daughter Businessman x Doctor Chaos x Calm Rich x Rich Sarcastic x Quiet Delhi x Newyork Heir who hates it x heiress who escaped it Reluctant heir x Hidden heiress Emotionally guarded x Emotionally grounded Slow burn! No cheating!

When two equally powerful souls come together, their strength enhances, and it makes them capable of moving mountains and uprooting trees together. But what if this union begins with hatred? When passion and yearning combines, then the underlying feelings of love come out in a different way. Ketaki Vyaas, an idol of courage and kindness. She would tend to the wound she has given you herself. Tejasvin Dhyutidhara, an epitome of valour and knowledge. Even if his ways are immoral at times, he'd bring justice to your feet regardless. His love is fire and she's afraid to burn. What happens when they unite in the village of Raghavaiah into a forced marriage? What happens when the person you hate becomes your biggest support?

{CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE} Reet Raizaada Her father was known as 'The Rough Jabber' in his time. And now, she dreams to carry on this legacy forward in her own way. It was a dream that seemed very achievable to her because she had seen this world up close since she was 4. Now, at the age of 25, that world is not close to her anymore. Rather, she stands in it, living it. Vaastav Malik No one knows where he comes from or what his lineage is. It is rare for him to step out of his shadows, and the reason behind it must be solid. At the age of 30, he is well equipped, well trained for the purpose he was raised for. His flaws? Many, but that one quality of being loyal to his resolution overshadows the rest. It is a love that is forbidden, an attraction that feels like a sin, a tension that burns even when they are standing miles away. He knew he couldn't fall. It had been decided already. She knew nothing else mattered. It was her and her dream. But what happens when what we know and what we feel begin to contradict?

Book 1 of the More Than Series "Some bonds are written long before they are spoken." At just six years old, Shivanya Chauhan was married off in the name of tradition. To her innocent mind, it was nothing more than a game of "playing house." But to Rudraksh Singh Rathore - sixteen, city-bred, and bound by his grandfather's dying wish - it became a silent burden and a sacred promise. Years passed. He left to chase his dreams - a soldier forged in the fire of discipline and duty. She stayed behind - a bride in waiting, her life molded by customs, her heart clinging only to his memory. Twelve years later, Rudraksh returns as a decorated officer, and Shivanya stands before him as a woman - no longer the curious child he once protected. Yet between them lies a bond that defies time, silence, and distance. Was it only a vow he had to fulfill? Or a love written in destiny long before either of them understood it? ✨ A tale of promises, longing, and a love that outlives tradition.