"Mr. Raichand, happy independence day. You have been eating my head since day one to get these papers signed and today I have finally granted your wish. You hated seeing my face, and I have decided to never show it again," she said, and instead of being happy, he felt sad and angry. ___________♠♠____________ ~ 𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼 ~ 𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝, the first heir of two influential clans, is a force to be reckoned with. His charisma attracts girls around the globe. The empowered billionaire, however, has always been hers. The woman who left him drowning in misery flames was his anchor once. In the abyss of despair, his only solace is the memories of her friendship and boundless love. After seven years of living like a corpse and searching relentlessly for her, he has finally found her. He would do anything to get her back, including trading his soul with the devil. However, the question is, will he ever fulfill his intention or will her reasons keep them apart? ~𝓗𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓸𝓾𝓵 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓫𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽~ 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐲𝐚𝐩 has been through hell and back. After losing everything, she built an empire. Her life has only one driving force and she can do anything for it. In her entire existence, if she has loved something, it's him. Her man, whom she left behind for reasons unknown to the world but echoing in her nightmares. Once a bubbly girl, she is now the ice queen, caging her emotions behind thick walls. She knows the path to her happiness passes through his door, but stubbornly refuses to acknowledge his presence. She is hellbent on not letting him in. Will her scars win over his determination? Witness their version of love where two imperfect souls bind for a lifetime... ____ Cover By @noturfavb_

Aayat Kapoor is a grumpy, sharp-tongued woman who dislikes almost everyone and prefers staying out of people's business. But when her property is suddenly questioned despite all official approvals being in place, she refuses to stay silent. Instead of running around offices or waiting for paperwork to clear, she walks straight into the Chief Minister's office in Mumbai to demand answers herself. That decision changes everything. Mihir Raghuvanshi, the powerful and feared Chief Minister of Maharashtra, is known for his strict control, cold demeanor, and zero tolerance for chaos. He expects respect, not confrontation. But Aayat doesn't care who he is, she speaks to him the same way she would speak to anyone trying to dismiss her rights. What starts as a heated confrontation quickly turns into an unexpected situation neither of them anticipates. Political pressure, public perception, and a sudden twist of circumstances force them into a contract marriage meant to solve a short-term crisis and protect both their interests. Aayat agrees reluctantly, she has no trust in people, and definitely no interest in love. Mihir agrees for reasons of his own, keeping his emotions locked away behind discipline and power. But living under the same roof changes things. Aayat, who thought she was done with life's complications, slowly begins to see a different side of Mihir, someone who is unexpectedly calm with her, protective in quiet ways, and strangely attentive. Mihir, who has always kept people at a distance, finds himself drawn to her honesty, her temper, and the way she refuses to be intimidated by him. Still, the contract has an expiration date. And both of them know it. The real question becomes not how they agreed to it, but whether something real can grow inside something that was never meant to last. Or whether duty, power, and circumstance will eventually force them apart. To know what happens read the story.

In the mist-covered hills of Ooty, buried secrets refuse to stay hidden. When forgotten pasts begin connecting their dots, Unnati Sharma finds herself entangled with the dangerously unreadable Vedansh Kumar Verma, A man whose obsession was never ordinary. she never understood what kind of past connected her to the powerful businessman-turned-politician Vedansh Kumar Verma, nor why every hidden truth somehow led back to him. But before she could uncover the answers, he had already dragged her forcefully into his life, possessive, unreadable, and terrifyingly devoted. His obsession for her was lethal, the kind that blurred the line between protection and possession. "Feral yearning," he had once told her quietly, And perhaps, what frightened Unnati the most was realizing that whatever existed between them had never truly begun from tge day they met.. it was decided from decades...maybe long ago when they hadn't even born... Past connected to her present.. the Past that haunts her the most ..

#1- Punjab #1- Cute #1- Meerut #1- Haryana #1-Introverti #1- Politics #1- Jatt "He rules Bathinda like it's his personal kingdom. She's just a quiet girl from Meerut who doesn't even speak his language-let alone bow down to him." Basuri Gupta didn't expect much when she packed her bags in Meerut, cleared CUET, and moved halfway across the country to study at the Central University of Punjab. Staying at her father's old friend's house seemed safe enough. She liked her jeans, she kept her head down, and she spoke only when she had to. She certainly didn't plan on meeting him. Nihal Sandhu is everything Bathinda warns you about. Six-foot-two of unhinged, hot-tempered chaos, wrapped in crisp shirts, Nehru jackets, aviators, and a heavy gold kadha clinking against his wrist. He's the guy who drives a black Thar like he owns the pavement, smokes away his volatile patience, and rules a tight-knit circle of ruthless boys who don't answer to anyone. When Nihal's eyes first land on the quiet, unbothered girl staying at his best friend's house-a girl who looks right through his dark stares instead of trembling-it snaps something inside him. She thinks she can just fade into the background. He's about to make sure her whole world revolves around him. "Akhaan vich ankh paun ton dardi ae, par mere dil diyan saariyan chahbiyaan ehde kol ne... sach aakhda, eh Meerut aali kudi mera sab kujh lut ke le gayi ae." (Translation: She's scared to look me in the eyes, but she holds all the keys to my heart... honestly speaking, this girl from Meerut has looted and stolen my entire world.) A slow-burn, obsessive romance filled with cultural clashes, language barriers, quiet defiance, and a Jatt who doesn't know how to let go once he's hooked.

Isabelle Grace, a beautiful and innocent girl stepped into one of the top university with dreams of living a better future. Alexander Luca Romano, the rebellious bad boy of the university, with a dangerous aura and charming looks, a playboy who loves to toy with girl's and then throw them away. What will happen When Alexander's dark gaze locks onto Isabelle's innocence, a dangerous desire stirs within him. He becomes consumed by the need to possess her, cage her and claim her as his own. Will Isabelle break free from the cage of Alexander's obsession and find true love, or will she be trapped in a life of suffering? Trigger warning:- 18+ content, violence, abuse, forced relationship, smut.

Destiny throws you in the most unexpected situations ever. What if she ends up getting closer to only person she wanted to stay away from ? What if he ends up getting help from the only person he thought would never help him ?

NEHA NANDA x VARDAAN RATHORE Teaser: "I hate you already, Mr Rathore. Don't make me hate you more. I will forget everything you've done to betray me if you let me and my father go." His head tilts in that dangerous, deranged way as a smirk I've never really seen makes its way to his cold lips. "Escape me, wife? That desperate to leave your husband without meeting him one last time?" My hands tremble and lower lip quivers because his words, his face, his eyes, his whole existence is itching on my rage and belief. I trusted him. I trusted him. I trusted this man right in front of me and I should've known Men can never be trusted. Atleast not the Politicial tyrants who sits in the Indian Parliament, politicians who walks and talks with humbleness, politicians who wear white collared kurtas and manipulates like the Machiavelli himself. I do what I should've done long before instead of giving him a control on my heart and body. I retrieve my webley pistol and point it in his direction. He still has the fucking audacity to walk towards me, say the manipulative words I was expecting, "Worth the gift, doll. You- holding my gifted pistol, should I kneel for the honour?" My jaw grits so hard and tighter, "I told you, I will kill you if I see you again." "You want to kill all of me? By all means. Whatever my pretty wife wants." He smiles. * * * She was forced to marry a decade old politician. He willingly married the woman, who was predestined to be his wife. Their union was inevitable. Her motive was clear, Revenge. For all the misconceptions that destroyed her family seven years ago. And for all the misconceptions that might lead to her destruction as well. * * * (Access early chapters on stck: author_july04) DIVINE SERIES BOOK ONE INTERCONNECTED STANDALONES

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬.

The word world has five letters. But for him...It has eight. "𝐇-𝐀-𝐑-𝐒-𝐇-𝐈-𝐓-𝐀" His world begins with her...and ends with her. From the day she accidentally called him her husband. She called him her husband to escape a problem. Unfortunately... The problem wasn't the boy she was escaping from. It was the man she chose. ~~~~~~~ 𝑲𝑹𝑼𝑵𝑨𝑳 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑼𝑫𝑯𝑨𝑹𝒀 A man who never believed he would fall in love. A rising face in politics. A powerful heir. And president of student union at CIU (Chandigarh International University) A man feared by many and understood by few. Yet in front of her , he even forgets who he is... Because somewhere between her stubbornness and her chaos... She became the love he never planned for. And the obsession he never wanted to escape. Him⁠~ Pyaar tab tak hi cringe lagta h jab tak khud ke saath na ho" ~~~~~~~~~ 𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑻𝑨 𝑴𝑬𝑯𝑹𝑨 A simple middle-class girl. The eldest daughter. A girl carrying dreams, responsibilities, and insecurities she never speaks about. She believes life is practical. Love stories belong in books. Happy endings belong in movies. And marriage? Definitely not on her priority list. According to her ~~ "Pyaar-vyaar kuch nahi hota, sab hormones ka chakkar hai, babu bhaiya...sundar ladke taado aur aage badho." ..................................... But what happens when a girl who doesn't believe in love becomes the entire world of a man who loves too much? A stubborn girl. A possessive lover. And a story where one careless lie changes everything. Because some mistakes... Are written by destiny.

"A perfect smile covers the deepest scars." To the Mumbai media, twenty-year-old Harleen Varma is the epitome of grace, elegance, and perfection. To her elite, reputation-obsessed parents, she is a project that cannot afford a single flaw. Suffocated by rules, hidden behind layers of makeup, and living in the shadow of her "golden child" brother, Harleen cries herself to sleep in a house made of glass and fakeness. She has no hope left. Enter Fateh Singh Atwal. A powerful, cold-eyed political businessman from Punjab, Fateh is a force to be reckoned with. Behind the sharp suits, the trimmed beard, and the gold chain is a man fiercely loyal to his massive, chaotic family. He doesn't do damsels in distress, and he certainly doesn't do Mumbai high society. But when a chance encounter brings the broken Varma heiress into his orbit, the stoic Atwal vows to shatter the cage holding her captive. She was taught to hide her scars. He was taught to protect what's his. #17 in mumbai 11/07/2026 #2 in punjabi 14/07/2026 #46 in Mumbai 17/07/2026