Secret love and marriage between Cross cousin

𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆.....✰ Ishqa Ve chaddea, Tu khak da ni sanu....🎀 Ishqa Ve chaddea, Tu khak da ni sanu.....❤️ Takk de aye jihnu , oh takda ni sanu....💓 Takk de aye jihnu, oh takda ni sanu.....🦋 Firde ye jihnu, khayalan ch sambhi....🥴 Firde ye jihnu , khayalan ch sambhi....🤧 Nazran de vich vi , Oo rakhada ni sanu....🎀 Ishqa Ve chaddea, Tu khak da ni sanu.....✨ Ishqa Ve chaddea, Tu khak da ni sanu.....💋 MUSIC........🎵🎵🎵 Yash.... The silent lover. 🤧...... Harshita.... The admirer. 🎀..... Piyush... The crazy one.🥴..... Lavishka... The desi one.🦋..... Purv... Mr. Handsome.💓...... Daina.... Miss beautiful. 🙈..... Love you all..... 🎀🎀✨✨💋💋........

~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~• She was once the heartbeat of the Rai Singhania mansion.The laughter that softened power.The smile that lit marble halls brighter than chandeliers. Siyaisha Rai Singhania-the youngest, the purest, the most loved. Five powerful brothers stood guard around her. A father who once called her his pride. A grandparents who worshipped her existence. Until one day... love turned lethal. A single accusation shattered everything. Her father's slap branded her a witch. Her brothers called her shameless, a disgrace, a stain. Her dance ,her devotion, her soul, was dragged through filth. They said she danced to seduce men. The poison had a name-Darika A sweet face hiding venomous jealousy. She didn't want a place in the family- she wanted Siyaisha's place. Lies were whispered. Proofs were planted. Trust turned to hatred. And one stormy night, Siyaisha was thrown out of her home. No evidence. No voice.truth unheard. EIGHT YEARS PASSED. Eight years of pain, survival, and rebirth. Now she's back. Not as the naïve princess they broke but as a woman forged in fire. Unbreakable. Fearless. Untouchable. She no longer needs their love. She no longer needs their name. Because now-she is her own empire. When the broken daughter returns to the family that destroyed her... Will they realised the truth? will they beg for forgiveness? Or face the storm they created? Siyaisha is back. And this time-she's not here to be accepted. She's here to conquer. ~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~•

Nuisance is her middle name Perfection is his When I first saw him I was blown away with his baby blue eyes. The second time I wanted to know more about him. But the third time, I knew he was a trouble in my paradise. I never felt attracted towards someone in this short span of time and that too without knowing a single thing about them. But this Man, right here is making my irrational side active. The problem is I can't have any sort of equation with him even if I want to. He is a forbidden fruit which I want to taste. The urge is so bad I can't tell you. But is it worth it? Is he worth it? Dive into my story to know what will happen. Cause honestly even I don't know what's there for me on the plate.

"You and I were a daydream I took too far." PART 1 𝐘𝐮𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 (17) -He thought he was 'too cool' to fall in love with someone. 𝐈𝐫𝐚 𝐃𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐧 (17) -And she thought she was 'too difficult' to fall in love with.

Jhanvi × Agastya "Khayalon mein lakhon baat yoon toh keh gaya Bola kuch na tere saamne Oh, hue na begaane bhi tum hoke aur ke Dekho tum na mere hi bane" Some love stories are written in stolen glances and unspoken words. He reads her like his favorite story, yet she remains the one chapter he can't put into words. __________________ Shraddha × Kabir "Nigaahon mein dekho meri jo hai bas gaya, Woh hai milta tumse hoo-ba-hoo. Oh, jaane teri aankhein thi ya baatein thi wajah, Hue tum jo dil ki aarzu." She was the silence to his chaos, the calm to his storm. In a world full of distractions, his heart found its only constant her. ______________ **About the Story** This is a tale of first love raw, innocent, and unforgettable. A journey where hearts race for the first time, where glances hold entire conversations, and where love blossoms in the most unexpected ways. It also explores friendship deeply. An old-school yet soft romance that will probably take you back to your school days the stolen glances, the nervous confessions, and the magic of loving for the very first time.

When Alaia married the billionaire, Agastya Singhania, she was okay to be stepped in a loveless marriage. She knew from the start that she'd always be the Unloved Bride but then what about the soft corner that she's going to develop for her husband? Will she ever be loved even if she loves him with all her heart? Will she ever be enough? How can she be okay with the fact that her husband is still in love with his girlfriend who's dead?

Some loves are not meant to be lived - only worshipped. RADHIKA She grew up protected by two boys. One who stood beside her like certainty- confident, fearless, impossible to ignore. And one who stayed a step behind- quiet, steady, loving her enough to never ask for her. They were her constants. Her shadows. Her safe place. She never knew. Because neither of them ever said it. --- They loved her in different ways. One believed love meant choosing her openly. The other believed love meant choosing her happiness-even if it wasn't with him. And Radhika? Radhika loved them both. Innocently. Completely. Unknowingly. --- But life has a way of asking questions the heart isn't ready to answer. When friendship begins to blur into devotion, when silence starts to hurt more than rejection, when love demands a choice- Who does she choose? The one who fights for her? Or the one who worships her? --- This is not a story about a love triangle. It is a story about three hearts, two kinds of love and one woman standing at the center of it all, unaware that every choice will change everything. ------------------------------------------------ This story belongs to the same universe as Vivan and Aarvi. Radhika is their daughter-the child they chose, raised, and loved as their own. If you are an old reader, you already know the journey that shaped this family. You will find familiar names, emotions, and echoes of the past woven gently into this story. If you are a new reader, don't worry. This book is written so it can be read independently. You do not need to read Vivan and Aarvi's story to understand Radhika's. This is her story. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 1. #nextgeneration (25-03-26) 2. #wattpad (30-03-26)

𝔅𝔯𝔬𝔨𝔢𝔫 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 #3 𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒 ═════ ✥.❖.✥ ═════ Ahana Rajput appears to have it all. Wealth, love, and a picture perfect family. Known for her radiant smile and her role as the biggest cheerleader for the love stories around her, she is the life of every party. But beneath her glowing exterior lies a world of secrets, a past she can't escape, and a future clouded with uncertainty. When she is thrust into an unexpected arranged marriage, her carefully constructed life begins to unravel. Yuvraj Singhania, the ruthless "ice king" of the business world, is a man of few words and fewer emotions. Scarred by a painful past, he's built walls around his heart, detaching himself from everything. Yet, there's one thing Yuvraj cannot control. His growing obsession with Ahana. What begins as a cold, calculated alliance soon turns into a clash of wills. Is their marriage just another business deal, or could it become something far more powerful? As their worlds collide, buried secrets begin to surface. Secrets that bind them in ways neither of them could have anticipated. Lies threaten to tear them apart, but love might just offer them a chance at redemption. Two broken souls. One fateful bond. Will they overcome their haunting pasts, or will their secrets destroy them before love has a chance to bloom? ═════ ✥.❖.✥ ═════ 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝐸𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ 🎀 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 🔞⚠️ This book contains mature content intended for readers aged 18 and above. Reader discretion is advised.

#2 in Top 10 in India on (9/4/26) #1 in Top 10 in India on (12/4/26) Myra sharma had heard his name before she ever saw his face. Armaan Brar. The President of Chandigarh National University. Final-year Political Science student. RSVP's rising youth face. The boy professors avoid. The one students don't look in the eye. The one whose footsteps are enough to silence a corridor. They say he once pulled a gun on campus. They say he wins elections the way he wins fights... ruthlessly. They say crossing him is a mistake you don't repeat twice. And she believes every freaking word. She's just a first-year B.Com student. From a Middle class family, She left Lucknow with dreams in her suitcase. Chandigarh National University was her dream. Her fresh start. Her escape. Living alone in a new city wasn't easy but she was determined. Far away from politics, power, and people like him. Her only goal? Stay invisible, don't get noticed by bullies in college.. But Armaan Brar notices her. And that's where the problem begins. And Armaan Brar has never been gentle about what he wants. Tropes:- - punjabi munda x Brahmin girl - college president x student(1st phase) - MLA x CA Girl (2nd phase) - first love - rich guy x middle class girl - 5 years age gap (don't judge my book with this description there is a lot more about Armaan and Myra, give it a chance please...it's my first story.)