THE UNWRITTEN CHAPTER: BOOK 1 OF THE UNWRITTEN SERIES. CAN BE READ AT STANDALONE. Aadhira married into a middle-class family believing love would be enough to build a home. A creative writer at heart, she quietly gave up her dreams to become a devoted wife, mother, and daughter-in-law. But instead of love, she found criticism, silence, and a life where nothing she did was ever enough. When her husband was arrested, she sold her gold to save him but gratitude never came, only betrayal. He returned home with another woman and handed Aadhira divorce papers without hesitation. In a single day, she lost her marriage, her home, and her place in the world. Even her own family turned her away, leaving her with only her three-year-old son. Forced to start over in a new city with her son in her arms, Aadhira makes one decision-this time, she will not break for anyone. Across the world, Agastya Sooryanvashi, a powerful empire heir, lost his wife, Mahisha, the only person he ever chose over his family. Now left with his one-and-half-year-old daughter, Roohi, he lives a life of silence, guilt, and emotional isolation, raising her alone while shutting the world out. This time, she will become the story she was never allowed to live and he will learn how to live again, for his daughter. TROPES || Single Mother × Grieving Billionaire Father || Emotional Rebirth & Healing Arc || Divorce, Betrayal & Loss || Forced Independence || Mother-Son Bond • Father-Daughter Bond || Slow-Burn Emotional Healing || Self-Discovery & Second Chance at Life || Creative Writing Comeback || Healing Through Parenthood || Closed-Off Hero × Resilient Heroine

Armaan Oberoi doesn't believe in love anymore. Not after betrayal. Not after becoming a single father to a son who is his entire world. He swore he would never love again. Betrayal turned the once warm-hearted man into someone cold, controlled, and untouchable. Trust is a risk he refuses to take. Marriage is a mistake he refuses to repeat. Love is not part of his future. Siya Malhotra doesn't believe in forever either. She learned the hard way that marriage can be a cage, and can leave scars deeper than bruises. With a past she rarely speaks about and no family to call her own, she has mastered the art of surviving alone. She doesn't believe she belongs anywhere. She doesn't believe in love. And she certainly doesn't believe in marriage. She only knows what it means to survive. So when Armaan proposes a deal - a marriage of convenience with no feelings and no expectations. it should be simple. He marries for his son. She agrees because obligation feels safer than affection. A promise strictly for a child. A union sealed on paper. What begins as a calculated arrangement slowly shifts into something neither of them prepared for. Walls begin to crack. Silences begin to soften. Guarded hearts begin to soften. Because sometimes love doesn't arrive gently. Sometimes it grows quietly in the spaces between duty and desire. And what was sealed in obligation... slowly becomes something pure. Something healing. Something forever.

He looked into her eyes, a storm of emotion swirling behind his steady gaze. "You don't even know who I actually am," he said, his voice low, trembling just slightly. The fear was real-raw. The thought of her discovering the truth, of walking away once she knew... it haunted him. After so much struggle finally they are together. now..he couldn't afford to lose her. Not when she meant everything. But then, without flinching, she met his eyes and answered with a calm that carried weight. "And you don't know who I am... or what I did to you." There was fire in her voice, but also something darker something buried. He didn't understand. Still, she seemed so composed, like it didn't shake her. But it shook him. Because if his secret ever came to light, he was certain it would destroy everything between them. Their bond, their love gone in an instant. She stepped back slightly, her voice soft now. Almost too soft. "I just know I love you. That's it." And with that, she turned and walked away, leaving him standing there. But the fear didn't leave her. It stayed-settled in his chest, growing heavier by the second. Then, his phone rang. He glanced at the screen. That number again. His stomach twisted. He hesitated before answering. The moment the call connected, a cold, artificial voice spilled into his ear. "Just ten days left... and I will steal her from you." The voice was mechanical, distant-but filled with menace. Then came the laughter. Sharp. Cruel. Inhuman. His hands clenched into fists. Jaw tightened. Teeth grinding. Who was this mysterious man? What that Mysterious man about to do? And worse... what did she is hiding from him and what his identity which maybe destroy their relationship? Because now, it was clear-Isha wasn't the only one being kept in the dark. Both of them were hiding something. ⠀⠀✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ Anirudha x isha Anisha

♡Rajveer x Lavanya♡ ♡Yuvaan x Jaanvi♡ ♡Avyansh x Tara♡ The Raghuvanshi Mansion. A palace of wealth, power, and prestige but behind its golden walls lies a graveyard of secrets. A family that breathes lies. A dynasty with two faces. A bloodline drenched in sin. Three sons. Three devils. Rajveer. Yuvaan. Avyansh. The heirs of the Raghuvanshi empire cold, ruthless, and heartless. Three daughters-in-law. Lavanya. Jaanvi. Tara. The women who entered this house of shadows, each carrying a past as dark as the nights they cry through. Each chained to a loveless marriage, each battling their own scars, each fighting to survive the wrath of their husbands and the cruelty of the mansion. Six lives. Three marriages. One cursed family. A story of power, pain, betrayal... and perhaps, forbidden redemption. ⚠️ Warning: This saga is not for the faint-hearted. Expect darkness. Expect cruelty. Expect the unexpected. Step into the Raghuvanshi mansion... if you dare. #100 in love out of 2.54M stories on (19 may)

𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆~ { ✨💞 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒂 𝑹𝑶𝑴-𝑪𝑶𝑴 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 💞✨} [ 𝓗𝓮 𝓯𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓻.] 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐤 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚: He is a successful businessman, known for his sharp mind and cunning strategies. To the outside world, he was perceived as a rude and arrogant individual. He wore his power like a badge of honor, often belittling others to make himself feel superior. He is not to mess with personality However, behind the closed doors ,he is a completely different man . Who believe in love and made a mind not to marry untill he find his dream girl who have every quality he wants from girl 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐲: A talented surgeon . Her life revolved around her career, which she excelled at, and her young daughter, Mannat. She had experienced a toxic relationship in her past, which left her with a deep-rooted disbelief in love. She vowed never to let any men or love word interfere with her life again, focusing solely on her work and her daughter's happiness. One is trying to find true love and another vowed to never let love reach her again How they are going to find their way to love What will happen when they cross each other path. Will he able to bloom her life with his love or they will always be a stranger? "To know their beautiful journey read blooming love" 1st rank in Manik 1st rank in royal 1st rank in Blooming love 2nd rank in comedy 2nd rank in comedy-romance 9th rank in comedy-romance

𝓕𝓪𝓽𝓪𝓵 𝓞𝓫𝓼𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼: 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 #2 '•°•𝐆𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫 × 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲•°•' "No... I don't... I can't be a part of this!" she cried hysterically, shaking her head as tears streamed down her face. He stepped closer, his face calm, almost gentle but the danger in his eyes made her heart stop. Slowly, he cupped her trembling face. "You were always a part of this, Cherry," he murmured softly, pulling her into his arms while she continued to cry. "You can run from the world if you want," he whispered near her ear. "But you will never escape me." .... 𝐕𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐥 Age 30. Tall, dangerously handsome, with a presence that makes people fall silent the moment he walks into a room. A self-made billionaire and the sole heir of Shergill Industries. Powerful, ruthless, and feared in the business world. For Veer, emotions are nothing but weaknesses. His life has only one purpose-revenge. Revenge against the people who once destroyed everything he had. And he is willing to destroy anyone who stands in his way... But what happens when the path of his revenge leads him to a girl who was never meant to be part of his war? 𝐃𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐭𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭 A gentle, innocent soul who still believes there is good even in the worst situations. Her small world revolves around her masi, her cousin brother, and her friends. Her only goal in life is to become a successful fashion designer and build a life filled with happiness and peace. What if the world she trusts so blindly turns out to be nothing more than a fragile illusion? What if one man's entry into her life shatters everything she believed in? And what if the man who destroys her peace... refuses to let her go? ... In a world filled with power, secrets, revenge, and dangerous love, several lives are about to collide

"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐘𝐨𝐮" After a long day Abhimanyu returns back home and straight away goes to his room, only to find Amyra sleeping on his bed only in her underwear. Listening to the door's sound, Amyra covers herself with her hands. "Oh I didn't know you were going to come home so early" she said smirking at him. Abhimanyu walked slowly towards Amyra, his shoes sound only audible in the s*xual atmosphere. He grabbed her cheeks tightly. Her cheeks were squished in his strong, big veiny hands. "You want to be my s*x sl*t, don't you". .................................................................................. TROPES✨ Forced Marriage Age Gap She fell first, He fell harder Mature romance This is a Mafia Romance story where Amyra, a 21 year old girl is forced to get married to a Ruthless Mafia leader Abhimanyu Gupta. This story is all about lust, seduction and dark romance. This is a slow burn story. .................................................................................. ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ This story is for mature audiences as it contains smut. Read at your own risk. #2 in India (29/06/25) #1 in Seduction #1 in matureaudience #1 in maturestory #1 in obsessive #1 in fastupdates #1 in marriageproposal #1 in action-romance #1 in marriage-of-convience #2 in top10 India #2 in marriage #2 in hindi #3 in slowburn #10 in India

First book of His Unexpected Series Shivansh Raghuvanshi x Isha Maheshwari "I don't believe in this shit, do not accept anything from me, i don't have time to waste no this shit called love, you have time u can say no. " "YOU ARE MINE GET THIS IN YOUR BRAIN YOU ARE FUVKING MINE JAANA." ---------------------------------------------------------------- "I think i have feelings for him. No no no Yes yes yes I love him I have to tell him this. " He is the king of Jaipur. And the CEO of raghuvanshi & co. He is a 27 year old ruthless, cold person. He is successful business man, his company is in no. 1 in India & Asia. he is known for his ruthless behavior in business world he is cold for everyone expect his family he love his family other than them he doesn't believe in love and think love is waste of time & he doesn't have time to waste. And also he is no. 1 in underworld & he is mafia king of India & no one knows about his underworld other than his brother's who're his partner's and father who's former mafia king. She is 22 year old kind, intelligent, hot, soft spoken, shy, adorable, friendly, introvert, soft hearted. She is a successful CA & have her own firm. She is reader reads a lot of books. She talks alot but with her family & friend she literally eat there head. She love her family & friend a lot and she believes in love alot want to have a love story like shiv-parviti. She want her lover like her fictional character but little did she known that like fictional character doesn't exist. His jaana x her ansh💗 " Her kindness, a radiant light that illuminated his darkest days. In her eyes, he found a reflection of a future he had never dared to dream of. His unexpected love was a testament to the beautiful chaos of life, proving that sometimes, the most extraordinary things happen when you least expect them. " What will happen when they meet?? Will he able to love her?? They both go along with each other?? Let's join them to see what will happen.

"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.

𝑨𝒏𝒚𝒂 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂 ୨ৎ 𝑨𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒚𝒂 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒂 🎀 𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗨𝗡𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 ──୨ৎ────────୨ৎ────────୨ৎ── 𝘚𝘕𝘌𝘈𝘒 𝘗𝘌𝘌𝘒 Suddenly, I felt a wave of hot shame rush to my face. My cheeks burned. I was officially tied to this man, this handsome stranger standing right in front of me, and yet I still didn't know who he was. I knew I had to ask. I forced myself to speak, even though my heart was pounding. "Excuse me," I said softly. He turned toward me, waiting for me to continue. I couldn't look him in the eye. I kept my gaze fixed on the shiny marble floor, my head bowed in total embarrassment. "What is your name?" I finally managed to say. My voice was so quiet I could barely hear it myself. The silence that followed was agonizing. It felt like an eternity. I was sure he was judging me. What kind of wife doesn't even know her husband's name? I thought, feeling more humiliated by the second. Then, I heard a low, deep chuckle. It wasn't a mean laugh; he sounded genuinely amused. When he finally spoke, his voice was smooth and calm. "Agastya. Agastya Singhania, Anya." ──୨ৎ────────୨ৎ────────୨ৎ── Copyright © 2025 Our Unwilling Alliance All rights reserved