He found his home in her He fell first , Both fell harder It's a typical 90s arranged marriage between two strangers bound by family, tradition and expectations. He is calm and carrying scars from a past he never talks about. She is fierce in her silence, doubtful of marriage after seeing how society treats women. But somewhere between shared glances and unspoken care ,love found its way. She healed his wounds and he became her safe place. This is their journey of two souls learning that sometimes, love doesn't come by choice, it just happens.

𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞! Book #1of 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔. तेरे लिए, झूमूँ दीवाना बन के तेरे लिए, वादा है मेरा, मैं हूँ तेरे लिए, हो ना कभी तू जुदा। 🐚 𝑨𝒓𝒔𝒉 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂 has always loved his childhood best friend, 𝑨𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒂 𝑨𝒓𝒐𝒓𝒂. He has always craved for her, longed for her but she seems to be oblivious of this affection of his. Until one day, she realizes that she somewhere fell in love with him as well. Happy ending, right? But it doesn't seem so easy. The strings of their fate are in the hands of the elders in their lives. Different paths, Different fates, but the only thing which is constant is their love for each other. Let's see how they find their way back to each other in a wholesome journey! 𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚ 𓇼 NOTE: this book does NOT contain any smut scenes as it's a fluff story.

India's Top #2 & #8 on Wattpad A dark, addictive forced-marriage romance that will stay with you long after the last chapter. "You should be grateful to carry my name now... Mrs. Aaradiya Abhijith Rana Doshi." Aaradiya Akkineni never imagined her life would shatter in a single night. One moment she's a girl with dreams and dignity... the next, she's dragged into a marriage signed in tears, fear, and fate. And the man waiting at the mandap? Abhijith Rana Doshi. CEO by reputation. Mafia king by reality. A man carved from stone-cold, unreadable, and terrifyingly powerful. To him, this marriage is just strategy. A power move. A cage he builds around her with his name. To her, it's a nightmare she can't escape. But when two broken worlds collide, hate has a way of cracking... Pain has a way of revealing truth... And enemies have a way of falling for the very person they swore to destroy. What begins as a toxic clash slowly turns into a burn-slow, dangerous, undeniable. Secrets. Scars. Softness he never wanted to feel. Strength she never knew she had. Can two damaged souls ruin each other... and still find love in the ashes? This isn't just a story. It's a storm. A wound. An obsession waiting to take over your heart. Scroll up and fall in.

Chandani Mishra had no hopes of finding a suitable life partner for her and certainly not in the man her father chose. A dreamy personality with immense love for books she was and only wished for a fairytale love story. Little did she imagined that the man her father had chosen would be tall and handsome with a smile to die upon. Abhimanyu Gupta, a dedicated army officer had only one goal in his life, to make his nation proud. He always avoided the topic of marriage but when his mother forcibly got him to meet her, he couldn't help but agree and it was the best decision he had ever made. Join me in an enchanting tale of Chandani and Abhimanyu as they find their love between the saga of dedication and sacrifices.

He promised to be the perfect gentleman. She promised to ruin him. Shreyash is the ultimate gentleman every parent wants. He is polite, intelligent, respectful, and blushes very easily. Back in college, he was the untouchable, brilliant senior and also Adhira's brother's best friend. Now, he's Adhira's husband, and he is determined to treat her with the utmost patience, care, and gentlemanly restraint. There's just one problem, Adhira is determined to be a thorn in his gentlemanly ways. Stubborn, demanding, and utterly unapologetic, Adhira knows exactly what she wants. And what she wants is for her shy, tightly wound husband to finally snap. From deliberate teasing under the family dining table to cornering him against locked bedroom doors, she is on a relentless, sensual mission to completely shatter his polite boundaries. As Adhira pushes him closer and closer to the edge, and once the senior finally surrenders control... there is no going back. Tropes: Brother's best friend Popular girl x Smart Topper guy Badgirl x Goodboy (in bed) Virgin x Virgin

#2 in The Shaktawat Sisters | Completed Avantika Kanwar Shaktawat x Garv Singh Chauhan • • He falls for her when his best friend mentions her name during his final year of college life. He was unaware how she looks and how she speaks until he met her at a wedding. He waited for 10 years as she was too young to understand the concept of love. After years, he is arrested in the murder case of a famous music director. Destiny makes him face her as she is one of the members of the investigation team. He loves her and she refuses to fall for him as she believes he is an immature guy in the body of a grown up man.

BOOK ONE OF THE SILENCE SERIES [COMPLETED, NOT YET EDITED] ──── ୨୧ ──── ── .✦ 𝐒𝐄𝐇𝐑𝐀𝐉 𝐌𝐄𝐇𝐑𝐀 𝐗 𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 They say a marriage is a bond where two people promise to love, cherish, and grow with each other. But what happens when someone marries not out of love, but to protect? Two childhood best friends. Unspoken feelings. A marriage of convenience. The question is, will this bond bring them closer or pull them further apart? ──── ୨୧ ──── [ENGLISH TRANSLATION AVAILABLE AFTER EVERY HINDI DIALOGUE]

This isn't your typical revenge story. Here, Ekansh isn't interested in seeking his revenge from Faria. He's just a broken soul, the man belonging to middle class with a nine to five job who's well aware that even if it's about justice, he can't compete with the ones who belong to the top section of the society. While, Faria was born into that top section of the society with all the riches and comfort. She's kind and pretty, something that Ekansh never expected from her. Two different people under one roof. What exactly can go wrong? Everything. Because love knows no bound.

"𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒔, 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖" ••• People meet by accident, People fall in love by accident, But people surely don't become someone's baby daddy accidentally, or do they? What started as an innocent lie, trapped them into a marriage, entwining their fates with unexpected partners. But here's the catch, the marriage won't last forever, the holy bond wasn't so holy, a contractual bond emerged, benefitted them both and bound them together, at least for a while. Falling in love was thrown out of the window the moment she signed the contract, she wasn't going to fall in love with an egoistic, arrogant and self-centred-asshole of a lawyer anyways. ••• "No love drama, right?" "I'd rather die."

The night everything changed, it was raining. At eighteen, she arrived home clutching a miracle-her debut manuscript, But the celebration died in her throat. In the backyard, under a weeping sky, her father was digging. The hole was long, narrow, and deep. A grave. For her. Nandini ran. She scrambled over the fence, her leg catching on jagged metal. Blood-bright, hot-sprayed across the mud, soaking the pages of the manuscript she dropped in her terror. She vanished into the darkness, leaving her heart's work to be buried in the very earth intended for her body. But the grave didn't stay empty. The mixture of her blood and the ink of her "Villain" acted as a dark alchemy. As the rain flooded the pit, the shadows began to scream. A hand, cold and powerful, clawed out of the muck. Sylus. The monster she had penned to suffer. He crawled into reality with one singular, necrotic purpose- ' To find the author who wrote his tragedy and make her bleed for every word.' FIVE YEARS LATER- The world knows her as 'Luna' , the reclusive literary titan. Tonight, the masks come off. She believes the girl who ran through the rain is dead. She believes her secrets are buried. She is wrong. Yashvardhan Singhania. In five years, He has conquered the world, rising from a grave to become a MAFIA kingpin more feared than any fiction. He came here to finish her. He came to watch the light leave her eyes. But as he looks down at her-his "Little Swan"-the hatred that kept him alive for half a decade mutters a silent prayer. The killer doesn't strike. Instead, He falls. His obsession shifts from murder to a terrifying, divine devotion. She is his architect - she is his religion. He will wrap his dark energy around her until she can breathe only his air. But as Yashvardhan watches her from the dark, he feels a shiver of familiar ice. He knows the truth of that rainy night. He wasn't the only nightmare that crawled out of the ink.