˚₊‧꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ ‧₊⠀✦・❝ दीवाने हम नहीं होते..दीवानी रात आती है.. ❝ मोहब्बत की नहीं जाती...मोहब्बत आज़माती है ❞ ✦・゜・✦・゜・✦ ⠀⠀⠀⠀𓂃 ⊹𓂃 ⊹𓂃 "They did not ask whether I was innocent. They only asked how soon I could be buried." ⠀⠀⠀⠀𓂃 ⊹𓂃 ⊹𓂃 ☾⋆｡𖦹 °✩ Captain Irfan Qureshi... a name once spoken like prayer in barracks full of dust and discipline decorated ✦ trusted ✦ untouchable until one mission broke him open and the nation he bled for learned a new language for him traitor ✦・゜・✦・゜・✦ blood in silence orders unspoken truth buried under uniforms and a man still standing... even when everything said he should have fallen ⠀⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ 𓂃 ♡ 𓂃 and then she arrives Tejaswini Rao like a verdict wrapped in softness like justice dressed as a woman beautiful in restraint an intelligence analyst trained to see lies and trained to end them to her... he is not a story he is a case file closed. condemned. finished but some eyes refuse to stay facts and some silences sound like something breaking ⠀⠀⠀✦・゜・✦・゜・✦ he does not beg he does not defend he simply... exists with a grief too disciplined to spill and that is where it begins not with love but with recognition 𓂃 ⊹𓂃 ⊹𓂃 between interrogations and courtrooms between questions that cuts and answers that never arrive something shifts slowly dangerously devastatingly soft ⠀⠀⠀⠀♡ hatred forgets its certainty duty forgets its direction truth forgets whose side it is on and love... love arrives like a mistake that feels like home ✦・゜・✦・゜・✦ around them hearts begin to fracture quietly a friend who should not ache for her. And when the verdict finally falls... iit will be soft like a hand

In a time when radios played Lata's songs and letters carried feelings deeper than words ever could, she met him-on the first day of college, twenty years after India gained independence. He wasn't a freedom fighter, but he freed something in her. A smile. A feeling. A love she never dared to name. He loved sitars when the world had moved on to guitars. He loved books, children, music... and she? She loved him. Quietly. Completely. From behind the veil of silence every sanskaari girl was taught to wear back then. He was the boy every girl admired. She was that quiet girl-who changed herself, little by little, just to be noticed. While he chased dreams and disappeared into the world, she stayed behind-with ink-stained fingers and a heart that beat only for him. She doesn't know where he is now. But she remembers the way he once looked at her, like she mattered. And now, decades later, all she has are her memories... and a diary that was never really about her. It was always about Him.

COMPLETED ON SCROLLSTACK In the wake of her return to her home country, Sara Rajawat wanted only two things: to help her brother achieve his revenge, and get started on her own. In the span of twenty years, she had very meticulously planned out the five cold blooded murders of the five monsters who had stolen the light of the day from her sister's eyes. It's time, for once, she sleeps peacefully now. But then enters Yuvraaj Singh Chauhan, her ex husband, with a set of his own questions, still wearing their wedding ring. In the six months they were married, he had never glanced at her, let alone speak to her. Except for when they fought, with weightless things and hateful words hurled at each other so loud even the palace walls had shuddered. Their marriage was a disaster, and the only sane decision was to walk out of it. So what makes him think she owes him any explanation? But if she knows one thing about her ex-husband apart from being an uptight and the most unempathetic person to ever walk on the face of the earth, then that he's stubbornly in hate with her. She knows nothing about where his hatred stems from, neither does she care. She never did. He is an insignificant fragment of her past, and she wants him to stay as such. But maybe that's exactly what's keeping him hooked to her. Because Yuvraaj Singh Chauhan, for anyone, is unforgettable.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐑𝐔𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓. 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐑𝐔𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄.

#Book-2 in Lost Royalty series ( CAN BE READ STANDALONE ) He is heartless, While she is a heart specialist He kills mercilessly, And she lives to save lives Both are accustomed to blood, but with different intentions: One to give back life, the other to snatch lives In the collision of their paths, will they find a way to reconcile their differences or remain irreconcilable opposites? What will happen when destiny plays its game, binding them in a knot of marriage of convenience, where both are forced to marry each other, just to fulfill a promise?

"Do you regret kissing me, Ishika?" His voice dropped-dark, low, and possessive enough to steal the air from my lungs. My entire body froze. Not because I didn't know the answer- But because I did. My breath hitched, sharp and aching. Regret? God. If only he knew what that kiss did to me. His grip didn't loosen. His fingers dug gently into my wrist, grounding me to him, to the heat of his body pressed against my back. I could feel every inch of him-dangerous, intoxicating, magnetic. "Ishika," he rasped again, each syllable laced with something desperate. Something real. "Do. You. Regret. It?" I should lie. Say it meant nothing. That it was a mistake. But my heart? It was screaming. Screaming for him. No. No, I didn't regret it. I couldn't. If I had, I wouldn't still feel his taste on my lips. I wouldn't still be burning from the ghost of his touch. I wouldn't still be aching for more. "We wouldn't be kissing for so long...and still not want to let go...if I regretted that," I whispered-my voice trembling, My voice trembled. "If I regretted it, Veer..." I whispered, "...I wouldn't be standing here, craving your mouth on mine again." And that's it- I felt the pull.

Marriage is a connection between two souls for their entire life. The partners are going to be together for infinity. We are supposed to choose who we wanna spend our life with But this choice wasn't given to me I was married without my choice and wishes. To a girl I didn't knew. Only if I knew saving someone from trouble will land myself in trouble! ******* How can a girl who believed marriage to be so pure and important phase of her life will live with guy unknown to her? That too when they have to keep their marrige a secret? Can she bridge the distance between her husband and her? ♡⁠▽⁠✿⁠▽♡⁠ Started : 9 April 2024 Ended :

•Abhiraaj Singh Rathore• The handsome and arrogant mafia billionaire. He is the king of business world as well as the mafia world. Cruel to everyone, caring to his family. He doesn't do love. •Mrunali Chauhan• Sweet, kind and caring. An epitome of beauty. Her smile can make anyone's day brighter. Caring to the ones she hold dear to her heart. Passionate about love. To her, love can make everything better. Both are tied in an arranged marriage. Can Mrunali make Abhiraaj believe in love? Or will Abhiraaj prove Mrunali's beliefs wrong? Read FALLING FOR YOU to know.

❝𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒕, 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚?❞ _____________________________ Sidharth never wanted this marriage. Trapped by circumstances and haunted by a past he didn't want to face, he told himself it was only a duty. But Noor-silent, simple Noor-was something he couldn't ignore. Her presence stirred something in him, her quietness louder than his own chaos. She never asked for anything, yet she made him face the parts of himself he wanted to forget. And as his walls started to fall, he hated that he wanted her-that he needed the warmth of someone he was never meant to have. As time went on, He began to behave in ways that were antithetical to his initial intentions. He found himself doing everything he had once vowed never to do with his wife. He became the very husband he had despised. He started to crave more, an insatiable desire that gnawed at his soul for her. And then nothing seems to satisfy his aching soul other than his arranged wife's one smile. ●An Indian arranged marriage romance. #Book-1 in #His bride series. (A standalone book) ●Bᴏᴏᴋ ɪs ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ Dᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪɢʜʟʏ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʟɪɢʜᴛ BDSM. (Have a lot of grammatical and spelling mistakes.) ╰┈➤Started on: 28 April 2024 Author♥️