When a cold, ruthless billionaire crosses paths with a middle-class girl who believes in love more than money, their worlds collide. He hides his pain behind power. She hides her strength behind simplicity. In a storm of secrets, pride, and unexpected love - will she calm his chaos, or be destroyed by it?

Nobody ever loved him; she was the first who loved him. He did not have a family and then one day she entered into his life and became a world for him. His love, care , anger, attention are everything reserved for her. Everyone thought that he would be possessive for him but no she was the one who claimed him as her and was possessive for him. And for that she keeps Chanting that he belongs to her and nobody has right on him. But what about their life? They belong to, Two different lives. Two different past. Two different ways. They are like sky and earth. Everyone only thinks that they can't meet. But nobody knows that when they meet that is the most beautiful scene on the earth. Yes, they are the horizon who everyone thinks of as a delusion. Yes, the horizon can be a delusion but the most beautiful one. He is 28. She is 18. He knows the harsh reality of life. She thinks of life as a fairy tale or movie. He smiles because he wants to show he doesn't care. She smiles because she actually doesn't care. He never has someone who he can hug or kiss. She is the most clingy person out there who loves to hug and kiss. He was a dirty secret of his mother. She was a precious gift for her mother. 1st in # fiction. 2nd in # obsessed Suddenly out of nowhere she entered his life and changed everything. Till now nobody ever claim him and she, She keeps Chanting that he belongs to her. And that one claim took his heart away. He was her to claim. To know more about them joine the journey of Jeevika to Claim his Vidhyut.

Roop Menon never expected her new job at Malhotra Multicare Hospital to come with a side dish of chaos-and definitely not in the form of two impossibly magnetic twin brothers. One is all soft smiles and quiet stares. The other? Leather jackets, bruised knuckles, and a glare that could set off fire alarms. Vihaan Malhotra is the charming younger twin-glasses perched on his nose, always ready with a gentle joke or cup of coffee when her day turns hellish. Aaryan Malhotra is the older one-the infuriating CEO who never wears a suit, never says more than necessary, and somehow knows exactly how to push all her buttons. And Roop? She's smack in the middle. Fighting them. Fighting herself. Fighting the war between rage and... something dangerously close to desire. But the more she learns about the brothers, the more tangled things get. Secrets start surfacing. Loyalties get tested. And the walls Roop built around her heart? They're starting to crack. ~~ "He brings me calm," she whispered. "And you? You bring me storms I don't know how to survive." Top #2 in wattpadlovestory (30-11-2025)

#TOP 2 in India(1,7,8/8/25) #TOP 3 in india(1,6,14,15,16,17,18/8/25) #TOP 4 in India(10/8/25) DEVYANI A 18-year-old innocent girl, She loves her father more than herself and is willing to sacrifice anything for him But how will she survive the trauma when her own father sells her to the most ruthless man just to clear his debt, without even thinking twice? "A father who sees her as a curse, locking her inside the house for 18 years and telling the world she was dead. But how will she feel when she steps out for the first time-and fate takes a 360-degree turn?" RIVAN THAKUR He lives alone with his SON(Kaizan), hating everything about marriage and the family he left behind. But when he wakes up one morning to find himself HUSBAND to a frightened young girl in his family's haveli(thakur's haveli)-his world tilts. ______________________ He stepped closer, his towering frame caging me in. My breath hitched. His eyes-sharp, cold, merciless-scanned me like I was a puzzle that didn't fit. "You don't even know how to wear a bra?" he asked, his voice low, incredulous, and almost cruel. I didn't know what to say. I slowly nodded my head-no-because... I really didn't. No one ever taught me. No one cared to. I was standing there, shivering slightly, my fingers trembling, curling into the soft shawl I used to hide myself. His gaze was burning, stripping me down to my bare soul, and I couldn't meet his eyes. But his next words... or we can say actions... shocked me to the core. ----------------- Will he accept her as his wife? Will he destroy her for a decision she never made? Or will fate tie them together in ways neither imagined? 𐙚⋆°｡⋆♡ A dark, intense love story of two broken souls bound by force, fear... and destiny.

When 19-year-old Nathalia witnesses a murder she becomes the key witness in a huge case against several high-ranking mob members, which means she must go into the witness protection program. To protect her she gets assigned a bodyguard, the mysterious but handsome Darius. He's cold and distant, but she can't help but feel like there's more to him than meets the eye. The question is: will he allow her to get close enough to find out what it is? Previously known as 'My Bodyguard And I' and in editing. Reached #2 in New Adult Reached #3 in Teen Fiction Reached #4 in Romance

Some stories begin with fireworks. This one begins with a metro bump, a sketchbook, and a boy who speaks in equations. In the crowded lanes of Delhi and the quiet lakes of Udaipur, two teenagers Aanya and Vihaan discover a connection that defies their worlds. She paints emotions with charcoal fingers. He solves problems with precision and silence. She dreams of design school. He's expected to crack IIT. Their paths were never meant to cross. And yet, they do. "Jab Equations Jazbaat Ban Gaye" is a story about first love-the kind that doesn't scream, but lingers. It's about walking home after tuition, sharing secrets in voice notes, and finding courage in each other's presence. It's about families who don't understand, dreams that feel too big, and the quiet rebellion of choosing your own story. "Kuch rishte equations jaise hote hain...solve nahi hote, bas samjhe jaate hain. Aur kuch jazbaat sketches jaise...incomplete hi sahi, par asli."