𓍯𝑭𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 ~ 𝑨 𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 🦚 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆~ "She sang her pain, he fought his demons" kinda trope. ✨ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ★ 𝑹𝑯𝑬𝑨 𝑨𝑹𝑶𝑹𝑨 - 𝓈𝒾𝓃ℊℯ𝓇ℊ𝒾𝓇𝓁 🎸 Loud, messy, fearless-she laughs like she owns the world. But behind the fire is a daughter never truly wanted. A mother who wished for a son. A father who stayed silent. Blamed. Unwanted. Invisible. So she turned her wounds into music- her guitar, her only escape, her voice. Love? It terrifies her. Yet deep inside, she aches to be chosen, to be seen, to matter. ~ To her, he feels like the song "Mano mujhko banaya tere jaise kisi ke liye..." 🎶 ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ★ 𝑹𝑬𝑽𝑨𝑵 𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑰𝑨 - 𝓑𝓸𝔁𝓮𝓻𝓫𝓸𝔂 🥊 Sharp looks, reckless charm, untouchable. But under the mask lives a boy who lost his mother too soon- and a father who left only silence. Boxing is his escape, his breath, his fight. He doesn't let people in- not because he can't love, but because he's terrified to lose again. He never chased feelings... until her voice became the only sound that calmed his storm. ~ To him, she feels like the song "Kabhi sukoon, kabhi laage bala hai..." 🎶 ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── •𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆:- ➝Sunshine but Broken × Thunder with Heart ➝Soft Love After Broken Home ➝Enemies to Lovers (Slow Burn) ➝Opposites Attract into Finding Balance ➝Second Chance Love ~ Two broken hearts. 🎶 One melody. One fight. A love that shouldn't have existed- but somehow, it did. ✨ To know more about theses & two More couples read the book🫶

𝐇𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 ☆ *** "Miss. Chauhan, do you even take anything serious?" "Ofcourse... Like irritating you, professor." >>>> Adhira Chauhan, 19 years old a extrovert, chripy and bubbly second year student. She's full of chaos and believes that life is meant to be lived with an open heart. She is ready to break any rules that come between her happiness and has zero interest in study. She's born to live a carefree life but forced to study because of her father. Shaurya Rathore, 28 years old calm, serious and disciplined man who's a math professor by profession. He believes in logic over emotions and quite strict about time management. He never break rules and his duty comes before anything else in world. He was born to run an empire but chose teaching as his profession. **** Tropes ☆ Student X Professor Calm X chaotic Enemies to lovers Age Gap Slow burn Rom-Com Grumpy X Sunshine She fell first, he fell harder Opposite attracts ~~~~~~

When you take right decision by mistake ~🖤

Anvika Mittal x Ekansh Sinha 🖤 Driven by a burning desire to rid the world of crime, Anvika enters the treacherous underworld, only to be consumed by its shadows. In a heartbreaking twist, she falls for the very monster she vowed to destroy, trapped in a deadly dance with the greatest sinner of them all. Will she succumb to the devil's grasp, or will her principles prevail over her desires?

Silk and Cinders : Series #1 "Did you really think you could walk away?" My back slammed against the wall as he caged me in. "Answer me." I swallowed hard "I-i thought-" "You thought?" His gaze sharpened. "You thought you had a choice?" He stepped closer. Slowly. Deliberately. "Look at me." My gaze lifted, and my breath caught. His eyes-dark, unreadable, locked onto mine, drowning me. "Tell me" he whispered "did this marriage ever fucking matter to you?" I flinched. Silence. For a moment, nothing. No expression. No sound. Just him. Watching. Calculating. Then, his hand snaked around my waist, dragging me into him until my chest crushed against his. My pulse spiked. "You wanted to leave, right?" His fingers trailed up my spine- slow, deliberate, sending shivers down my entire body. They stopped at the back of my neck. With a firm yank, he pulled me even closer, our lips nearly brushing. "This" his knuckles traced my temple, feather-light "-this mind? It doesnt get to think about leaving me." His thumb pressed against the rapid pulse on my throat. "And this?" His voice dropped further, dark with promise. "This pulse? It races for me. Every.single.beat. Mine." His hand glided down, stopping over my heart. "And this?" His finger tapped against it "this heart? Every. Damn. Beat. For. Me. These breaths? Mine. Your entire fucking existence?" His grip tightened. "Mine." I shivered. His arms locked around my waist. He leaned in, his lips hovering over mine. "Whose man am I?" My breath hitched. "Whose. Man. Am. I. Mi alma?" "M-mine." I whispered. "Good. Remember that. And learn to hold on to what's already yours. Trust us. Not the lies they feed you." ___ Two souls. Two scars. Different worlds. But fate had other plans. When destinies intertwine through an unwanted bond, will love bloom, or will they burn each other down?

Everyone's running........... Behind success. Behind love. Behind perfection. Behind peace. But no one is thinking why they are running in the first place? Maybe we are not meant to run at all. Because what if everything we are chasing is trying to catch us? Vihaan Raichand spent years building walls around his heart, around his past. Anaya Mehta never believed in fairytales but always trusted fate. When their worlds collide in an arranged marriage. Neither of them truly wanted? Sparks don't fly, they burn. He's power and precision, wants everything in control. She's fire and unpredictable. Whom no one can control. In a world, where smiles are rehearsed, loyalty is just a game and love is not always love. Will they fight for each other, or will they be the reason other breaks? Because Love is not just destiny, it's a choice made over and over again. Even if it hurts, especially when it does ---

𝐘𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐗 𝐃𝐡𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐢 She doesn't speak. Not because she can't, but because the world never deserved her voice. He's a storm in human skin - arrogant, loud, dangerously charming. A player in every sense. But when he meets her - the girl who looks like silence and feels like art - his games start to lose meaning. She's his calm. He's her chaos. And yet, they collide like they were written in the stars. But love isn't simple when secrets are louder than words... And silence? Sometimes it hides the darkest truth. In a world full of noise, their story begins with the quietest heartbeat.

☆𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 3 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 "Dove, I'm fucking insane when it comes to you. You're mine, every inch, every breath, every sound you make in this room belongs to me" "Next time you laugh for someone else... I'll make sure you're screaming only my name the whole night." Her breath hitched, and his mouth claimed hers hungry, punishing, desperate like he was marking his territory. --- 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗕𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗕𝗿𝘂𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗴𝗴𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲. 𝗬𝗲𝘁, 𝗛𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗺𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲, 𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗲𝘅𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱. 𝗞𝗶𝗮𝗿𝗮 𝗔𝗴𝗴𝗮𝗿𝘄𝗮𝗹, Once a girl full of light and laughter, she had been broken by the cruel betrayal of her first love, left to wander in the darkness of her own pain. And then came 𝗩𝗶𝗱𝘆𝘂𝘁 𝗞𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗮. The man the world feared the name that made even the bravest shiver. Quick-tempered, ruthless, sharp with words that could cut deeper than a blade. But with her, he was different. With her, his rage turned to restraint, his sharpness melted into tenderness. To the world he was a storm, but to her he was the calm, the quiet, the only place she could finally breathe. But what makes Vidyut legendary in the underworld isn't just his ruthlessness - it's his Siberian Tiger, 𝗥𝗲𝘅 𝗞𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗮. --- This book is connected to my first book, Adarika:His Ignored Bride.

☆Yuvaan Deshmukh "I was hers... even in the moment I said goodbye." An introvert who never really let the world in- Except her. Around her, he wouldn't shut up. Clean and composed, always grumpy with that signature mean face... the kind that somehow still looked heartbreakingly cute. to the world, he seemed like a man of many hearts - but only hers ever held him He had his guard up. But also Always the favorite one ☆Anvi Kulkarni "He wasn't mine to love... but I loved him like I was born to." The sunshine in every room - clumsy, chaotic, and full of chatter. An extrovert by energy, but a mystery to most. Only a few ever saw beyond her loud laughter and sharp tongue - to the girl who bled in her journal, who read books & poems By her looks people find her rude & mean But she was sweetest, kindest and if needed she can play the role of bad bitch. People called her too much. He called her home. Their love was never supposed to happen. Yet fate kept writing their names into the same sentence. They acted like they hated each other- But buried beneath the silence was something unspoken, something real. They confessed. They dared to feel. But just when their hearts aligned... life pulled them apart. Will time heal what distance shattered? Why did love feel like both a beginning and an ending for them? Is this goodbye... or is it fate still unfolding? Yuvaan Deshmukh & Anvi Kulkarni And their love Written in summer stars

🌟 Presenting- The House of Rawals 🌟 An elite, powerful legacy nestled in the heart of Mumbai - The Rawals. Meet the commanding duo of the empire: Mr. Akash Rawal & Mrs. Sakshi Rawal - the Mom & Dad of this madhouse. Now say hello to the heirs - three men, three destinies, and each comes with a twist you didn't see coming. The Emotionless One Gets married to his own Marathi mirror image. (Plot twist? She already liked him.... Read more...) The Calm One Ties the knot with a rich heiress, a doctor who is more of a mystery than cindrella in a white coat. (Twist? He isn't as calm as he looks...) The Rebellious One Well... he was supposed to get married... But then, chaos. Escape. Love. Woah !! (Read to find out how "Main khud ka favourite hoon" ends up marrying "Main sabki favourite hoon"... and sparks start flying!) Add to the mix: A handsome, young single dad And a bratty, glitter-loving singer A mean old matriarch A non-typical, savage bua. And a catchy story brewing in the Sarelle office. What House full ho gaya? Pfft. Hold your eyes.(Ofc to read ) Villains ki entry? Oh darling, they're still fixing their crown before they strike. And the kahani? Kahani toh abhi shuru hui hai. To dive into the chaos, drama, love, and legacy- Read "The House of Rawals" by Ms. Ira (Okay !! Don't judge it before reading 4 chapters.)