His heart skipped a beat as she stepped forward and placed a soft peck on his cheeks, his ears turned deep red. 'Did you like it babygirl?' his heart started racing speedily as she asked, he lowered his gaze and bit his lips due to nervousness. A sly smirk crept on her lips, she held his chin and his lifted his face, her grip gentle yet firm,'Speak sweetheart' she said, her voice soft yet commanding. He, slowly lifted his gaze, his hands fidgeting, 'Ye..Yes..' a faint voice could only escape from his throat, she chuckled looking at him. 'Aww my babygirl is getting shy shy' she teases him making him blush harder, he buried his face in his palms due to shyness. ______________________________________________________________________________________ S-sh-shadi? kiski shadi? Bhindi aur baingan ki.! Hein? Par wo to sabji h na? I'm talking about our marriage Mr. Malhotra ______________________________________________________________________________________ "Love? She's my devotion and I'm devoted to her"- Akshit Malhotra "Lust? I won't even touch him for the rest of my life if he refuses" - Shivika Sah Jab ishq ibadat ban jaye tab man mandir ban jata hai aur pyar amar ho jata hai. A sweet love story of Akshit and Shivika, where love turns into pure devotion. ___________________________________________ ___________________________________________ Troupes: Extrovert x introvert Age gap Slow burn romance Bold fl x Shy ml He fell first n hardest Start: 28/01/25 End:

Theirs was a love written in the stars long before they ever met-a bond unshaken by time, unbroken by fate. From the moment their eyes found each other in the corridors of their school, something ancient and unspoken awakened between them. One saved the other, yet in truth, they saved each other, their souls recognizing a home they had long been searching for. Though years stood in reverse between them, their love was boundless, defying reason, defying time itself. But fate is often cruel to those who love too deeply. Just as their hearts became one, destiny wrenched them apart, leaving only the hollow ache of absence and the whispers of what once was. One was lost to eternity, but love does not die-it lingers in the space between worlds. He was the ocean she longed to drown in, the endless tide that called her home. She was the star that lit his darkest nights, the celestial beacon guiding him even beyond the veil of death. And though the world moved on, their love remained-eternal, unyielding, written in the fabric of the universe itself.

Five years ago, Aahaan Malhotra and Aashvi Sharma parted ways in silence, their college romance fading into bittersweet memory. Now, fate reunites them under fluorescent lights and corporate deadlines, where the ease of friendship clashes with the tension of unspoken feelings. Once carefree and idealistic, Aahaan is now a driven manager, while Aashvi has transformed into a confident, independent architect. As they navigate a high-stakes project together, stolen glances and shared moments begin to break down the walls they've built. But old insecurities, lingering heartbreak, and new complications threaten to pull them apart once more. Will they dare to trust in the love they thought was lost, or will ambition and fear of the past keep them apart? This is a story of second chances, rediscovered connection, and love that grows stronger with time. They moved on. Until fate moved them back together ? Ahaan's POV: I thought I had moved on... until I saw her again, and everything I buried came rushing back. Aashvi's POV: I told myself I was stronger now... but seeing him makes me wonder if some things never really end.

#Book2 of "The Heart Series" He was a red flag. A warning she should've heeded. A storm she should've run from. Kamil doesn't do love. He doesn't do attachments. He takes what he wants, leaves when he's done, and never looks back. A cocky smirk, a wicked mouth, and a reputation that keeps women lining up for a night they'll never forget-but never anything more. Then there's Mansi. Untouchable. Fiery. The one woman who doesn't fall for his charm. She meets his arrogance with sharp words, his flirtation with cold indifference. She sees him for what he is-a mistake waiting to happen. And she refuses to be one. But Kamil has never been one to back down from a challenge. He wants her-more than he's ever wanted anything. And when fate forces them together, the rules start to change. For the first time, he chases. He begs. He stays. And Mansi? She was right about him. He was dangerous. But not for the reasons she thought. Because the real danger isn't Kamil breaking her heart. It's that she might just ruin him first.

𝗧𝘄𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀. 𝗧𝘄𝗼 𝗰𝘂𝗹𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝗢𝗻𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲. When autumn meets winter.. When Shashi, the sunshine girl of her colony, meets Ruhan, he is the complete opposite-reserved, guarded, and cold. Behind his stoic mask hides pain and secrets he's unwilling to share. He is not a mafia, CEO or any doctor. He's just a normal person, who is her neighbour, who stole her heart during ganesh chaturthi and became stranger. She is just a normal person but he is the one who made her special. Strange right? Even he became a stranger yet she fell in love with him again at first sight. This is not just a love story. It's about timing, trauma, and the things we realize only when it's almost too late. IF YOU ARE GOING TO THINK THIS BOOK WILL BE HAVING HAPPY ENDING.. NO SWEETHEART!! THERE WILL BE A SAD ENDING FOR THIS BOOK TO START ANOTHER HAPPY ENDING STORY. SEVEN STAGES: 1] Attraction 2] Attachment 3] Love 4] Trust 5] Worship 6] Madness 7] Death (maut) - Can time heal what love once destroyed? - Or are some stories better left unfinished? - Can love survive the silence of forgotten moments?

Book #2 His obsession When Ice Meets Storm In the collision of tradition and passion, an forced marriage unites two opposing forces. She is deceptive calm; he is unbridled chaos. Varidhi Choudhary, 25, rules her luxury hotel empire with an icy exterior that masks her vibrant spirit. Orphaned by her father's death, she's built her success through sheer determination, with her mother as her guiding light. During a business trip to Udaipur, her carefully structured world shatters when she meets with an accident and her life takes a drastic turn. Aniruddha Ranawat, 35, the notorious king of Rajasthan, lives up to his name-cruel, dominating, unrestrained. Whispers follow him: destruction personified. Since losing his wife, his 1.5-year-old son has become his sole purpose. But when Varidhi crosses his path, obsession ignites. He'll tear down anything to possess her, even if it means her destruction. She despises him with every fiber of her being. Her hatred for anyone who tries to control her now focuses entirely on Aniruddha Ranawat. Yet an inexplicable bond keeps them in each other's orbit: Adhikrit, his young son, who might hold the key to melting the ice between them. "Aap jitna humse dur jayengi khud hamare utne hi kareeb payengi, ab to swayam Mahadev bhi aapko humse nhi dur kar sakte. Aap sirf hamari hain Varidhi, Sirf Aniruddha Ranawat ki." "Nafrat hai aapse or raahegi jab tak mere dil main dhadkan or seene me saansein hai." When calm meets destruction, can peace emerge? As ice collides with storm, will they annihilate each other, or will their collision create something unexpectedly beautiful? In this dance of fire and frost, perhaps the innocent hands of a child will guide them toward a love neither believed possible.

Him biting her neck roughly and his left hand's fingers pinching her hardened nipple. Her not knowing what it was -pain or pleasure. No one told her hell ... She doesn't even know what a husband meant . Her body arced when he pinched it hard and a cry left her mouth ......... ----------------------------------------------------------------- Sometimes some eye contacts create an unyielding chaos that can't be extinguished by anyone but the one who is the chaos . Ishq mai na kuch sahi hota hai na kabhi hoga . Him biting her neck roughly and his left hand's fingers pinching her hardened nipple. Her not knowing what it was -pain or pleasure. No one told her hell ... She doesn't even know what a husband meant . Her body arced when he pinched it hard and a cry left her mouth ......... ﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ Mafia x innocent girl To know more read the story 😉 Warning ⚠️ not for soft hearted readers.