She was so shocked that she could only say, "Devyansh? Shivali? This... this all???" Devyansh lowered his gaze and, holding the hand of the girl standing next to him, said, "We... we got married. Shivali and I love each other, and Shivali is going to be the mother of my child." Not only had her husband married someone else today, but he was also about to become a father. This meant... this meant he must have been deceiving her for an unknown amount of time, while she foolishly believed that her husband loved her. "What? What do you mean?", Trishvika asked, shocked. Devyansh said, "I didn't want to spend my entire life with a woman who couldn't even give me a child in two years." "And what about me? My life, my decisions?", Trishvika questioned. Devyansh, sitting comfortably on the sofa, said, "Divorce papers. Sign these divorce papers and leave, Ashvi!" Hearing this, whatever little emotions were left inside Trishvika died instantly, and all the second thoughts she had while signing the divorce papers vanished. Without any emotion, she signed the papers and threw them at Devyansh, saying, "I don't need your money or your name anymore. I'm leaving now, but I will come back, Devyansh Rana! To take revenge for the injustice done to me. I will come back to destroy you. Just wait for that day." And then, without looking at anyone, she walked towards the door.

Her voice shook as she asked again, "Rudraksh... please, what's happening? I don't understand. Why am I here?" Rudraksh stood still, his expression unreadable. But in his eyes there was something different in them. Something colder than the warmth she was used to. He couldn't let sympathy cloud his judgment. Not now. Not when his duty came first. "You're confused," he said, his voice firm, which felt unfamiliar. "You're going to take a lie detector test. It's part of the process. We need to know what you remember... and what you don't." Drishti stared at him, her heart sinking. A lie detector test? She had no idea what he was talking about. It felt like all of this was happening to someone else, not her. "I don't understand," she whispered, shaking her head as fear tightened in her chest. Rudraksh didn't answer. Instead, without warning, he moved. With a calm, practiced motion, he reached for the handcuffs. She gasped, her eyes widening in shock. "Rudraksh!" she cried, panic rising in her voice. "What are you doing?!" . . . This story revolves around ACP Rudraksh Rawat. A cold, calculative and dangerously calm man who is married to Drishti Rathor a sweet simple woman

{Caged Series} HIS LITTLE AMORE There's No Escape Little Heart She never spoke until and unless she wanted to, emotionless eyes which held numerous hurt behind them, a neutral face. ---------------------- She knew she might die the next second, she bore the pain but didn't shed any tears but chuckled sadly seeing the man who never cried in years was shredding tears for her. She is never worth it for him, a broken soul like her will only bring remorse for him not happiness, Never. "Hey! Get up you aren't leaving me, did you hear me you aren't leaving me it's an order I still have to show you my worst side and you will feel disgusted, get up". "Please" he begged -------------------------------- Join in to dive into their story. Lots of love ~ Author ----------------------------------- #12 Past Trauma #31 Emotional #4 Past Trauma {14/02/2025} #5 Past Trauma {10/06/2025} #8 Delhi {11/04/2026} #3 Past Trauma {17/06/2026} #4 Past Trauma {18/06/2026} Started:- Ended:-

🌌 Whisper's of Destiny 🌌 By @ashii_verse 🖤 "Some stories aren't meant to be told. They're meant to bleed through silence... and leave scars where no one sees." --- Avni. Soft. Subtle. Almost invisible to the world. But beneath her quiet grace lies a storm she's too afraid to name. She doesn't raise her voice. She doesn't ask for more. She simply exists - until he sees her. The man no one dares to look in the eye... yet she meets his gaze with trembling honesty. Rajveer. Sharp mind. Cold presence. A man who speaks less and controls more. He doesn't crave love. He craves silence, control, and order. But there's something about her - the way she lowers her eyes when he speaks, the way her fear doesn't hide her truth - that draws him in like a storm waiting to be unleashed. --- ❝ You look at me like I'm human, Avni... ❞ ❝ But I've spent my whole life making sure I'm not. ❞ ❝ And still... ❞ ❝ You make me want to be yours. ❞ --- This is not a love story. This is restraint and desire at war. A girl too soft for his world. A man too dangerous for hers. And a fate that ties them together - not gently, but violently. He doesn't know how to love. She doesn't know how to leave. And somewhere in the silence between them, something begins to burn... slowly, darkly, beautifully. ✨ Whisper's of Destiny - a haunting slow-burn of longing, power, and a love so quiet... it leaves nothing untouched. ---

Scene -1 "So you mean i am good looking ?" he asked with mischievous grin on his face. She was so nervous by now without releasing what he asked this time replied "no sir" with an urgency. Siddharth raised his eyebrow and said playfully, you are the first person to say i am not handsome? And than it hit siyara what he asked and what she replied... "NO no sir .... Yes sir i mean yes sir you are no no no sir i mean....."siyara was all confused by now she don't know what to say she was shaking her head her neck and cheeks were all red. Scene -2 "And you know his girlfriend never gave compliment to him, but gave to us" Abhi added further. "so what, their must be some problem in her eyesight, tommorrow only i'll get them treated" i retort. "ya!! ofcourse, that's why she never noticed you" abhi added further. "You're losing it, Siddharth," Abhimaan teased, leaning back in his chair. Karan chuckled, adding, "I think he's already lost it." Scene-3 The air between them turned thick, heavy with something siyara dared to name. Water soaked through Siddharth's shirt, turning the fabric translucent, clinging to every sculpted muscle. Siyara was no better-her clothes plastered to her skin, her hair dripping, her breaths erratic. Siddharth didn't stop he was so lost in the moment. He didn't flinch. Didn't let go. Didn't care. His mouth still moved along her jaw, then lower, teasing, claiming, sucking and biting her. And Siyara let him, she was completely and madly lost. Her hands moved instinctively-one fisting in his wet hair, the other gripping his collar, tugging him closer, harder, deeper. Siddharth let out a quiet, husky chuckle against her skin.

"She was his once-in-a-lifetime kind of love, and he was the reason she still believed in it." ****************** "I was so sure," I whispered. "That someday he'd look at me and see it too. See me." Mayank sighed softly, turning down the music. "Maya..." "But he didn't," I said, my voice breaking just slightly. "He looked at her tonight the way I've always wished he'd look at me." Silence. Only the faint hum of the car filled the space between us. I laughed quietly - the kind of laugh that comes when your heart is too tired to cry. "I'm pathetic, right? The girl who fell for her father's best friend's son. Like some hopeless fairytale but forget that not every fairytale becomes real." Mayank shook his head. "You're not pathetic, Sharma. You just have a big heart. That's your problem." I smiled weakly. "Big hearts are overrated." ****************** Trope : Age gap Forbidden love childhood crush Slow burn She fell first,he fell harder Happy ending

♡ Akshara Anand x Sanjay Singhania ♡ He stole her first kiss 💋 So, she stole his only heart ❤️ Akshara Anand never believed in drama outside of movies - until she stepped into her new college in Mumbai. Innocent and bubbly, she just wanted to focus on her internship and studies... But then he happened. Sanjay Singhania - the name that makes everyone shiver. Ruthless. Obsessive. Dangerous. A final-year student with more power than the entire college combined... and a billionaire feared by many. From the very first day, Akshara finds herself trapped in his world - a world she pretends not to recognize too well. He's ready to own her, even if she hates him for it. "From now on, you're mine. No one will touch you, claim you, or even look at you - because you're mine." But behind Sanjay's cold heart are secrets and storms that could destroy them both. And behind Akshara's innocent eyes... lies something even darker. 💔 Enemies to lovers 🔥 College romance with dark twists ⚡ Obsession. Power. Secrets. 💣 Bully x Innocent - or maybe not so innocent? #1 in bullytolover on 03/11/2025. #1 in collegestories on 09/11/2025. #1 in collegeromance on 17/12/2025. #1 in enemiestolovers on 18/12/2025. #1 in billionaire on 20/12/2025.

An Indian High School Romance where eyes talk more than words.... ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Meet my Two Individuals SHIVAAY SHARMA is a Commerce topper, an ambivert who is straightforward with everyone-except one person. Known as the school's Centre of Attraction, he is a blend of a nerd with glasses and a hot physique, making him the Popular Guy everyone notices. As the Head Boy of the school, Shivaay exudes charm and intellect. BHAWNA TRIVEDI, on the other hand, is a Science topper. She is introverted, blunt, and strict, preferring to keep a low profile despite her popularity due to her striking looks. She despises being in the limelight and harbors a strong distaste for love. As the Head Girl of the school, she carries herself with an air of discipline and authority. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Dive into this story full of unrequited love, destiny, comedy, friendship, and the trials of school life. Told through a series of flashbacks, this slow-burn narrative will capture the essence of youth, relationships, and the bittersweet journey of growing up. MULTICOUPLE STORY: Each couple brings a different trope to life, weaving together various dynamics that will keep you hooked. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ DISCLAIMER: THE IDEA IS MINE AND I WON'T TOLERATE THE COPYING OF MY BOOK. BUT CRITICISM AND FEEDBACK ARE ALWAYS WELCOME 🙏 🤗 THANKYOU FOR CHOOSING MY BOOK AND HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT TIME READING IT!!!!!

Cover by @reevajasoos 🎀 "You are doing so much for me. I wish i could do something for you, too." She said, sighing softly. "Marry me." These words left my mouth without my permission, and she starred at me wide-eyed. •●•●•●•●•●•● "Marry me." She proposed. "On papers." She added. •●•●•●•●•●•● Yuvraj Malhotra, a billionaire at a very young age of 27 years, is the most eligible bachelor with the perfect family who has everything and doesn't want anything else. But one day on a family trip, a girl appears out of nowhere in front of his car running and panting in a bridal lenhnga. Maybe they were destined to meet, but she is not what she seems to be..... Who is she actually? •●•●•●•●•●•● Tropes: • Fake marriage • Revenge • Mysterious female lead • Childhood Sweethearts • Runaway bride • Mafia (not the main leads)