🖤 Vritant Vardhan & Adhrita Adani 🖤 He was born in the shadow of the national emblem - a son sculpted by silence, not slogans. She was sent away before legacy could stain her - a daughter raised to heal, not to belong. 🕊️ Vritant wears restraint like armor. Adhrita folds softness into silence. 🕊️ They meet at a wedding neither chose. No past. No plan. Just two names that were never meant to matter to each other - but somehow, they do. 👑 Because history pulls strings. And sometimes, the thread remembers what the throne forgets. 🧵 🖋️ Legacy wrote their last names. ❤️ But it was love that underlined them. Tropes: PM's Son x CM's Daughter Businessman x Doctor Chaos x Calm Rich x Rich Sarcastic x Quiet Delhi x Newyork Heir who hates it x heiress who escaped it Reluctant heir x Hidden heiress Emotionally guarded x Emotionally grounded Slow burn! No cheating!

❝What sin did I commit in my past life that I have to tolerate you in this life?" "A very grave one for which you're still paying." She replied in an overexaggerated manner. "You're too stubborn." He gritted out. "You're too obsessed." "You're the most annoying, obnoxious and bratty person I've met in my twenty seven years of life." He said, provoking her. "And you're the most narcissistic, petty and irritating person I've met in my twenty six years of life." She retorted. "You are too childish." "You are too stuck up." "You- fuck!" He cursed. "It feels like a comedy circus with us hurling abuses and insults at each other." He said tossing his head back and rubbing his hand over his face tiredly. "Can't help when we've a clown in your form.❞ ~ Highest Rankings : #1 in understanding #1 in emotions #1 in emotional #2 in drama #9 in romance

📚 Silk and Smoke Where silk whispers and smoke lingers, their love story begins. She's couture and command. He's chaos in quiet. Together - they could rewrite fate... or set it on fire. Ivikaa Ambani - the heiress who stitched Paris into her bones and stitched shut her heart. "Silk drips from her touch, fire hums beneath her ribs - Ivikaa, the princess of Paris by design." Adwait Agnivanshi - a man molded by Mumbai's alleys and armed with silence sharper than any scream. "Smoke doesn't scream - it smothers. Adwait, born from Mumbai's cracks, raised in its shadows." Between the bruises of power and the hush of devotion, their story unfolds - slow, aching, inevitable. Because when silk meets smoke... something always catches fire. Tropes : Billionaire X Billionaire Rich X Royal Paris X Mumbai Eldest Daughter X Youngest Son Fashion Designer X 10th Fail Spotlight X Shadows Ambani X Agnivanshi Silk X Smoke No cheating Trope!

Arranged marriages: the ultimate gamble where your happily-ever-after hinges on a profile pic and a painfully dull bio. Scary, right? For thirty-one-year-old Srinidhi Shankaran, though, love is a luxury she can't afford. Society's already slapped the "expired" tag on her, so she ditches the romance circus altogether. Instead, she dives headfirst into the chaotic world of matrimonial websites, armed with nothing but determination and a ticking clock. After facing rejection from enough grooms to make her question her existence, she finally stumbles upon one who agrees to marry her. Will she settle for her plain, uneventful life of companionship or will her husband, Mr. Aneesh Muralidharan, stir up those inconvenient, unwelcome emotions people call "love"? ------ Intended for mature readers, rated R (18+) for the subjects dealing with strong language and sexual content. ------ One of the standalone stories from the 'Mad Love' series. ------ [Updated every Saturday; Faster updates in Scrollstck] [Third Person Limited + Omniscient Narration] [Unedited First Draft] [Full-Length Novel, Word Count Approx. 250K to 300K] ----- © 2025 Suganthii Media attached to this story belong to their rightful owners and there is no violation of copyrights.

Mythili Kapoor, in her eyes,is a nobody. Her parents were always in want of a son and were granted that wish post twelve years of her birth and since then her brother Rajveer has been the apple of her parents eyes. Oh yes, she is remembered when they have to make public appearances and play the perfect family but other than that, no one cares if she sometimes cry herself to sleep or just sits by the window of her room for hours with a book, unnoticed or if she misses her meals and honestly, she has stopped minding anything now. She has stopped feeling anything. In her twenty one years of existence, people have rarely bothered about her but she wants one thing for herself, to be independent and thankfully, her parents don't mind her going to college. Shivaay Singh Rathore is a man of a few, but straight words. Multi-Billionaire at twenty-eight, life hadn't spared him the kindness to have a childhood everyone deserves. He is honest and his past is something no one truly can speak about and carries a roguish charm to his demigod looks. Unwanted and uncared for are two different feelings but at the end of the tunnel, both find their base in loneliness. These two will too. Well, destiny and its mysterious ways.

If you want a good laugh or shed some tears after finishing reading this amazing series, then you are welcome to open this chaotic fanfic of mostly Cardan fangirling... and Jude simping ... PS: People who comment on my story are my boredom stealing angels, ILY

these are Jude and Cardan oneshots..... All the characters belong to Holly Black.... it's just some fanfics....ENJOY !! the cover is not mine. warning: I have no experience in writing. Feel free to give suggestions.

This fanfic is compiled stories about Jude Duarte and Cardan Greenbriar from Holly Black's book series: The Folk of the Air/The Cruel Prince. Most of these stories will be from Cardan's pov, following scenes that actually happened in the book. But from his perspective, as we fans so want! Just warning you now, there will be a ton of spoilers. So if you have not finished this series, go ahead and come back when you're done. I also want to write some short stories about Jude and Cardan when they're married because I love them and they make me cry.❤️ *hugs and kisses*

She was never meant to be loved. She was meant to be replaced. Aradhya Sharma grew up in a wealthy family that was never truly hers. When the real daughter returns, she is discarded without hesitation - like she never existed. But the girl they abandoned isn't weak. She is a top scholar. A music prodigy. The mysterious founder behind a billion-dollar luxury brand. And the hidden force feared by the elite. Just when her past family tries to crawl back into her life for power and money... Aman Roy - ruthless business tycoon, heir to the Roy empire, and the most untouchable man in Surat - publicly declares: **"She is mine."** Now the people who once humiliated her must bow their heads. The elites who ignored her now fight for her favor. And the truth behind her identities begins to shake the entire city. But power comes with enemies. Secrets come with consequences. And love... might be the one thing she never learned to trust. 🔥 Hidden heiress 🔥 Possessive billionaire hero 🔥 Revenge & face-slapping moments 🔥 Secret identities revealed 🔥 Elite family drama 🔥 Sweet but dangerous romance They threw her away. Now she owns the world they live in. And this time... she's not leaving.

"𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆, 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒍... 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒐𝒔, 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒚. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔- 𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆... 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒊𝒕, 𝒐𝒓 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒊𝒕. " ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ He is discipline. She is danger. He is an honorable Army Major, loyal to his nation, living a life bound by duty and principles. Love was never a part of his plans... and he never wanted any woman in his life. But fate had other plans. She is a mystery... a woman feared by many and known by few. The Dark Queen of the Underworld, a hunter who rules the dark world with power, intelligence, and ruthless authority. And yet... The queen who never bowed before anyone became deewani of a man who barely acknowledged her existence. Two completely different worlds. One bound by law and honor, the other ruling in darkness and chaos. What will happen when a loyal Army officer crosses paths with a woman who controls the underworld? Will he hate her... Or will he slowly start seeing the woman hidden behind the dark queen? Will he ever accept her? Will he fall in love with the very danger he is sworn to fight? Or will their worlds destroy each other before love even begins? A story of obsession, power, destiny, and unexpected love.