Ira Ranawat lived a quiet, secluded life in London. She did bartending at night, was a librarian in the day. It didn't pay her bills, but money wasn't what she worked for. For her, life had always been bound to the four walls of her room. Being born in an influential family as a bastard child doesn't allow you much freedom. So, when she was set free, she took the chance and never looked back. The only rule she had to follow? Never step back in India. Easy, right? It was. Until one fine evening, at the stroke of midnight, the sturdy door of the club opened, revealing the most gorgeous man she had ever seen. Ira made a mistake. She fell for the man she was never destined to meet, let alone find a happy ending with. And lo and behold, loving someone, as always, only took from her. Leaving her abandoned, again. Tragic, isn't it? Well, that's how all epic love stories end.

❦︎𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚❦︎ ☀︎︎𝖆 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖎 𝖘𝖔𝖋𝖙 𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖇𝖔𝖔𝖐☀︎︎ Ananya Bakshi always wanted a simple life: a stable job, a peaceful place, and a boyfriend rich enough to fund her skincare routine. Enter Rivaan Malhotra: rich, charming, sweetly irresponsible and entirely useless beyond looking good in photos. Perfect for a low-maintenance relationship. Until one dramatic night, Rivaan's father kicks him out of his palace-sized home. And where does Prince Unemployed go? His girlfriend's doorstep. At 2 AM. With a guitar. And three suitcases. And exactly zero shame. Now Ananya has accidentally adopted a 6-foot-tall golden retriever boyfriend who eats her snacks, sleeps on her couch, and strums heartbreak songs he hasn't even experienced. She wanted luxury; she got extra laundry. She wanted Dior; she got disaster. She wanted pampering; she got parenting. But somewhere between burnt toast, midnight guitar songs, and accidental softness... their fake comfort becomes something dangerously close to real. Welcome to the chaotic story of a soft-core gold digger and her part-time boyfriend, full-time problem.

❣︎𝐒𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭 𝐱 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐢 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❣︎ ────୨ৎ──── She writes love stories on paper. He builds empires out of stone. When Saaya Ranawat meets Rudransh Rai Singhania, it isn't destiny that brings them together-it's calculation, arrangement, the cold weight of family names. Yet between them lingers a current neither expected: sharp words that sting like sparks, silences that stretch too long, glances that burn hotter than they should. In a world where wealth demands obedience and loyalty is nothing but a fragile mask, their hearts are the only things reckless enough to gamble. She is ink-soft, delicate, a world of words hiding beneath her quiet smile. He is steel-unyielding, cold, forged in the fire of ambition. But when ink stains steel, it leaves a mark that can never be erased.

𝑰 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆, 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕. ⋆ ── ⋆ ── ⋆ He looked at her, drained and desperate, his voice a quiet plea. "Just tell me now... what is all this?" For a moment, she stayed still, like silence was her last shield. Then she exhaled, broken and tired. "I tried to hide it," she said softly, "but you wouldn't let me." ⋆ ── ⋆ ── ⋆ Truths are louder than secrets, merciless, burning, and impossible to unsee. He had once lived far from chaos, untouched by shadows he couldn't name. But the moment she walked in, everything shifted. She didn't just carry secrets, she became the storm that held them back. Now, the calm has broken. He tried to walk away but some obsessions didn't die. His heart may have shattered the day she left, but his resolve stayed sharp. The questions she buried beneath silence never stopped haunting him. So he followed them, every fractured breadcrumb, every forgotten whisper. But what awaited him wasn't closure. It was destruction. Lethal, consuming, and nothing like he imagined. She had tried to shield him. Fought with silence, with distance, with every piece of strength she had left. But she couldn't stop him from stepping into her world. A world she had spent years trying to escape. And when the dust finally settled, when the damage was done and truth lay bare, she vanished once more. This time, she left no trace. Only the ache of unfinished stories and a man still waiting for the girl who had become both his ruin and his reason. They will meet again, after time, after distance, after everything. But when they do, nothing will be the same. Because some love stories don't unfold. They circle back. And begin again. ••• This is NOT a standalone book. •

𝑰𝒇 𝑰 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏. ⋆ ── ⋆ ── ⋆ "Are you afraid that I'll fall for you?" he asked again, his voice dripping like honey, smooth and melodic beneath the moon-kissed sky. Her long, curled lashes lifted, revealing the storm she kept hidden behind them- only to meet the desperation blooming in his gaze. "No. I'm afraid... you'll fall into my curse." ⋆ ── ⋆ ── ⋆ Secrets are sharp, silent, and dangerous. He lived far from chaos, untouched by deceit, trusting only what was seen, heard, and known. But everything changed the moment she arrived. Quiet, composed, and unreadable like a storm that whispers before it strikes. She carried an aura that intrigued and unsettled, drawing him in with questions she never answered, and a past she never spoke of. She was flawless on the surface, her smile soft, her presence calm. But beneath that polished calm lay layers of subtle and haunting silence. He despised that, detested liars, mistrusted masks. But something about her made him stay. Each glance felt like a clue, every word a riddle. He wasn't falling in love; he was falling into her mystery, piece by hidden piece. He searched quietly at first, then relentlessly. Threads of her past slipped through his fingers like smoke, each lead ending in shadows. Until one night, when he pushed too far, when his questions edged too close to the truths she refused to face, she didn't explain, she disappeared. And just like that, the woman he thought he was beginning to understand vanished without a word, without a trace. All she left behind was the wreckage of his trust and a silence louder than betrayal. This was only the beginning. ••• PS: I used AI modification for the descr

❝Mummy, meri shaadi karvado.❞ Aditya Shrivastava had lived half of his life third-wheeling his friends and their partners. While they went on dates, he was debugging a hundred lines of code. While they got married, he was breaking sweat for an early promotion. Now they're all happy and settled, and he can't help but envy them. Getting a girl on his own was an impossible feat to achieve for Aditya. He couldn't even keep a stable eye contact with people of the opposite gender. Hence, he heavily relied on his mother to get him hitched. He was desperate for a life like his settled friends, unaware there's more to a relationship than book-y romance and cuddle nights. And when he crosses paths with Priya Mathur, the elder sister of the first potential bride he wishes to meet, his life goes spiralling in a whirlwind of sweet and sour love he hadn't expected himself to fall for. Cover credit: @ mystwhizzpuzz on IG

#𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐬 She was the quiet good girl with a sketchbook. He was the untouchable Ace of Blackvale. For years, Alaya Sen loved him in silence. He was her best friend's brother, Kaizer Vermaani, the campus racing god everyone feared and admired. Cold. Unreachable. Too wild to be tamed. To him, she was just the sweet girl next door. Until one day...she wasn't. One stolen glance. One unexpected moment. And suddenly, the girl he never noticed becomes the only one he can't stop looking at. But falling for her? It breaks every rule he's made for himself. And loving him? Might just ruin her perfectly crafted world. In a university ruled by the ruthless gods of the campus, secrets, and silent hearts-love was the only thing neither of them was prepared for. But sometimes, the most reckless thing you can do is love.

#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞 ✦ 𝐀 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𓂃⋆.˚ She was light-too blinding, too pure for a man like him. He was darkness-cursed, dangerous, and utterly obsessed. He was a man of power, feared and worshipped in the same breath, ruling over the world of shadows where morality was a myth and sin was the only language spoken. Love? That was for the weak. He didn't do love. He didn't believe in innocence. Until her. She was untouched by the darkness he thrived in-a vision of purity, a forbidden fruit he had no right to crave. But the devil had never been one to deny himself temptation. And she... she was his greatest one. She should have run. He told her to. Instead, she stayed, unaware that the moment she stepped into his world, she became his. His to ruin. His to cherish. His purest sin. And now, even if heaven came calling-he'd rather burn than let her go.