kashvi Sharma - a first-year college student known for her sweet smile, endless chatter, and fearless nature. She believed in speaking her mind and never backing down, even if the person standing in front of her was her strict professor. Vivaan Raghuvanshi - disciplined, cold, and respected by all - was the one man Kashvi could never get along with. Their classroom was filled with arguments, stubborn clashes, and silent challenges. But fate had a cruel sense of humor. Without her consent, her parents fixed her marriage to the one person she never wanted in her life - her own professor. From heated arguments in the classroom to an unexpected bond under the same roof, their journey turns into a battle of egos, emotions, and slowly growing feelings. Because sometimes... the person you hate the most becomes the one you can't live without. Tropes: ✦ Student × Professor ✦ Arranged Marriage ✦enemies to lovers ✦ Grumpy × Sunshine ✦ Slow Burn Romance ✦ He Fell First, She Fell Harder

☆ʙᴏᴏᴋ 1 ᴏғ ʜɪs sᴇʀɪᴇs☆ 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆. "𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒓." 𝐇𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝. ʙᴜᴛ ᴛᴜʀɴs ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ. sʜᴇ ʜɪᴅᴇs ʜᴇʀ sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛs, ʜᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ sᴀғᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ʙᴜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ 𝐇𝐢𝐦. 𝓣𝓸 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓭𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓷. 𝓣𝓻𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓼 :- •Slow burn •Ceo×Secretary •Hindi × Bengali •Mature ------------- #3 replacement #2 ceoandemployee #3 murdermystry #1 crimesolving #1 adultfiction

✧ He was my desire; I was his obsession. ✧ ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Her silence was like a dagger to my heart. I reached out, my hand trembling, and clutched at the hem of her dupatta. "Taara, nahi, nahi, please mujhe chhod kar mat jao." I sobbed, griping. "Please, maaf kardo, Taara. M-mai mar jaunga, tumhare bina." (Taara no, no, please don't leave me.) (please, forgive me, Taara. I'll die without you.) She pulled her dupatta from my grasp, the motion pulling me further into the depths of despair. "Mar jao." The finality in her words was like a death knell. (Die then.) I collapsed fully onto the floor, my forehead pressing against the cold tiles before her feet as I sobbed uncontrollably. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* #5 in desiromance #6 in bestbooksonwattpad #32 in hacker #43 in writer #56 in watty #104 in adultromance © 2024 by Vasuki Sameer All rights are reserved. Like, comment and share! Follow me on Instagram @httpswriterr

"You ruined me," I confess, my voice a rasp against her skin. "I can't fucking breathe without you. I can't think. I can't exist." My fingers trail down, skimming the curve of her hip. "And it's killing me." She trembles but doesn't push me away. Her silence is my undoing. I slam my hand against the wall beside her, caging her in, my breath ragged. "You want me to walk away? Tell me. Say it, and I will." Her lips part, but no words come. I let out a sharp, bitter laugh. "You can't, can you?" I tilt her chin up again, forcing her to meet my gaze. "Because you're just as ruined as I am." And then I kiss her. Hard. Desperate. A collision of everything we've denied ourselves. Because no matter how much I fought it, no matter how much I wanted to hate her- She's mine. And I'll burn down the whole damn world before I let her go.

✨completed on - 12/10/2024✨ "Sit there and take it like a good girl! You pretty little demon - I'm talking about the book." Arushi Mishra is a certified chaos baby-chill, mischievous, and unpredictable. She's bold enough to make you question who she really is, and dramatic enough to turn calm into confusion. Food, sleep, and books are her holy trinity, especially novels about fictional men. Falling in love? Absolutely not. Marriage? Even worse. She has sworn never to step into that trap. Rudra Arushi Shangvi, on the other hand, is the calmest billionaire of all time. Loyal, old-school, and a one-woman man, he believes in deep love and forever kind of romance. When he first sees Arushi at his best friend's wedding, he falls instantly-hard and hopeless. She, however, mistakes him for a waiter, makes him stand still, and casually orders him to serve food. What happens when Arushi discovers that the man she bossed around is actually her soon-to-be husband? And will she ever believe that she could fall head over heels for the same man she once disliked with all her heart? Packed with chaos, banter, unexpected emotions, and countless twists and turns-this story promises laughter, romance, and surprises at every step. Ready to dive in? Trust me-though this is my debut, it's my best work so far. 🤦🏼🤌

"Yuvraj, please," I whispered, my voice breaking. "Don't do this." "Get up," he ordered, his voice as cold as ice. Tears streamed down my face. "Please, I'll do anything. Just don't make me-" "Step on the glass," he interrupted, his eyes burning with hatred. I shook my head, trembling. "No. I can't. It will hurt. Please." "You will pay for what you did to Prisha," he spat, dragging me closer to the jagged shards. "Yuvraj, no!" I screamed as he shoved me forward. The sharp edges pierced my skin, sending searing pain through my feet. "Walk," he commanded, his voice void of mercy. "Please, Yuvraj. Stop," I begged, sobbing as the glass tore through flesh. He laughed cruelly. "This is what you deserve, Aisha. Keep going." Her broken sobs filled the room, each step she took leaving a trail of blood. "This is for Prisha," I said, my voice sharp and unyielding. "Please," she whispered, collapsing onto the floor. I stood over her, unmoved. "This is just the beginning, Aisha. Your torment has only begun." Discover more of Aisha and Yuvraj's story in The Threads of Destiny-Book 1 in the Sharma Series. Cover designed by my talented friend @𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐚_𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 𝐎𝐅 "𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄" Rajveer Singh Rathore was supposed to marry my sister, but now we are bound in a marriage. He never wanted me and I also don't want him. I love someone else, and he loves my sister. A marriage tangled with a lot of emotions. A marriage that has a lot of secrets. 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐞 (not by male lead) , 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭.

"aap yeh kya- kya k- kar rahe hai " she asked timidly. "nothing just worshiping my biwi,hmmm" he said while wearing her anklets. "b- but ---"she closed her mouth as he warned her just by his eyes not to talk. she was continuously looking at him as he was the most beautiful thing in the world well yes for her ,he is. he slowly kissed her feet as she flinched by sudden touch. "a--aap yeh kyun ,aap humare pair nhi chu sakte " as she finally said after keeping her encourage. " kyun pati hai tumhare ,tumhare pair kya har ek chiz par humara hak hai ,samjhi? " he asked while raising his eyebrows. "ji,p-par---" " ab so jao kafi raat ho gayi kal subah uthna bhi hai , aur maa ne kaha tha ki abhi kuch rasame aur hai"he said while turning to the night lamp to blow off . she slowly laid on the bed as his one arm was under her head and second was grasping her waist tightly as he would loosened a bit she will go away. Tropes:- arrange marriage. sarpanch biwi village 1970's mature content 18+ enjoy reading the story....

He moved closer to her. As he came near, she curled her toes, her breathing growing uneven and rapid. Looking deeply into her eyes, he said, "This marriage means nothing to me. I don't consider you my wife." "You are only the caretaker of my baby, not my wife." "The day my purpose is fulfilled, I'll give you a divorce." He said all of this very casually, without any hesitation. Hearing his words, tears began to roll down her eyes. "18+ | Mature themes included. Reader discretion is advised."

# Top 3 in india -(19,20,21/08/25) # Top 7 in india -(25,26/08/25) 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 Destiny is written by God, and only He can change it. She is a young woman-innocent, naive, and pure-hearted-who has known nothing but pain in the world. Her parents don't care for her; in fact, they despise her. Alone and abandoned, she struggles to survive in a world that seems determined to break her. He is the ruthless mafia king of India, feared by all and loyal only to his family. He doesn't believe in love... until she enters his life, and everything he thought he knew begins to change. read the whole book and enjoy .. english is not my first language so sorry for grammar mistakes 36 #bride - out of 2.19k stories #3-loveaffairs. #11-coldhearted #1-introvert #1-mbbs #5--brothers #2-lovestory(out of 396k)