#2 in Top 10 in India on (9/4/26) #1 in Top 10 in India on (12/4/26) Myra sharma had heard his name before she ever saw his face. Armaan Brar. The President of Chandigarh National University. Final-year Political Science student. RSVP's rising youth face. The boy professors avoid. The one students don't look in the eye. The one whose footsteps are enough to silence a corridor. They say he once pulled a gun on campus. They say he wins elections the way he wins fights... ruthlessly. They say crossing him is a mistake you don't repeat twice. And she believes every freaking word. She's just a first-year B.Com student. From a Middle class family, She left Lucknow with dreams in her suitcase. Chandigarh National University was her dream. Her fresh start. Her escape. Living alone in a new city wasn't easy but she was determined. Far away from politics, power, and people like him. Her only goal? Stay invisible, don't get noticed by bullies in college.. But Armaan Brar notices her. And that's where the problem begins. And Armaan Brar has never been gentle about what he wants. Tropes:- - Desi punjabi munda x Innocent hindu girl - college president x simple student - first love - rich guy x middle class girl - 5 years age gap (don't judge my book with this description there is a lot more about Armaan and Myra, give it a chance please...it's my first story.)

He rules with violence. She controls chaos with silence. But when their worlds collide, obsession blooms - dangerous, consuming, impossible to escape. In a world built on power, blood, and ruthless empires, love is a weakness neither of them can afford. She was never innocent. She was never meant to be soft. Behind quiet eyes hides a mind that understands crime, power, and politics better than most men around her. Yet fate ties her to the one man she should never want - her sister's brother-in-law. A man feared by the world. A man who does not understand the word no. But Kashish was never someone who bowed easily. Because if Hitansh is a monster... She might be the only woman dangerous enough to stand beside him. Dark. Addictive. Intoxicating. This is not a love story. This is His Obsession. "The world bows to me, but I kneel only for you." - Hitansh "Then stand, because I will never let my king kneel." - Kashish He was destruction. She was strategy. And together, they could burn the world. ------------------------ She was madness. He was calm. And destiny always knew they belonged together. For years, their love wasn't about chaos, but about constancy. Where the world wavered, they stood steady. Shreya and Saurabh were never a fleeting spark - they were a flame that burned quietly, endlessly, refusing to fade. This isn't a story of obsession. It's a story of loyalty, of growing together, of a love built on trust strong enough to last a lifetime. Steady. Tender. Eternal. "What if I drive you crazy after marriage?" - shreya "Then, I'll spend rest of my life being crazy with you." - saurabh 𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 - 7/9/25 𝘌𝘯𝘥 - .....

Pratap and rathor most powerful family And Shanaya Princess of pratap And daughter in law of rathore Pratap who didn't even know they had a girl in there house when they finally found out it was already 23 year They bought her home but she was cold distant didn't try to bond with anyone And pratap family were in there own betray and problems No one try to have bond with her each one with there own 'resons' but she didn't mind even a bit And then she was married to vikrant singh rathore due to a promise New house New people But nothing changed She was still cold still distant Vikrant went to London and came back after one year But nothing changed Until one night A attack happen And Shanaya lost her memory of three years before she meet them They saw a diffrent Shanaya A cheerful and Dramatic one *** What has caused her to become cold and distant What happens before she meet pratap and rathore *** Don't judge by this deception I am not good at writing it Try it once

~ A L L E S A N D R O B L A C K W E L L ~ The silken torment of her hair, the phantom ghost of her scent, the lethal curve of her lips-I am haunted by the softness of her skin and the melody of a voice that could summon devils. She possesses a mouth as sharp as a blade, a tongue that cuts deep, but it is those eyes... those endless, abyssal black orbs that stare back at me, daring me to break. Her confidence is a collar around my throat, tightening until the air turns thin. It brings me to my knees, a king desperate to kneel, trembling with the need to surrender my very soul at her altar. She is whiskey in a porcelain teacup fragile, deceptive, and burning with a fire that threatens to consume me whole. And I am the addict, parched and trembling, dying for a single taste of that ruin, desperate to drain the cup. She was never merely a part of my world. She is the axis on which my world turns. She is my world. ~ K A L Y A N I D E S H M U K H ~ He was the midnight rain cold, relentless, and washing over everything in his path. He was the exquisite kind of ache, a beautiful sorrow that offered a terrifying, silent peace. A pain that felt like salvation. But I was an intruder in his gilded empire. He was carved from the finest marble of luxury, born into a world of opulence where I had no place to stand. He was the King seated upon a throne of shadows, and I was merely his lawyer nothing more, nothing less. He was the storm that owned the night, and I was the moon that had no choice but to wane, to vanish, and finally, to leave.

*𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢.* Book 1 of ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs. A Royal Romance story. "Every curve of you is made to fit into my hands. My hands and my hands only." He lowered his mouth to her shoulder again, trailed moist lips to the nape of her neck. "Don't worry, My Angel," he whispered. "I'm made for your hands, too." ✧ Nikolai Ivanovich Petrov isn't just the youngest son of the Russian royal family-he's a mafia lord, a storm in human form. With the looks of a Greek God, he's a dangerous blend of beauty and power. His empire stretches across continents, built on fear, loyalty, and blood. Power is his addiction, and he's willing to do anything to claim it. To solidify his control, he needs one thing: a marriage. Not for love. Not for desire. But as a strategic weapon. And Radhika Bhardwaj, the naive daughter of a broken family, is the perfect pawn. Radhika was never meant for this world. A girl who once dreamed of freedom, now trapped in a marriage that serves nothing but Nikolai's ambitions. She didn't choose him. She didn't even get a say. Nikolai didn't care for her innocence or her life. For him, she was just another piece in his game. But in her, Nikolai sees something no one else has ever dared to show him: vulnerability, and a spark of light that might set fire to his world. Two worlds crash. Two souls collide. He doesn't care if she hates him. But he will own her anyway. "I hate you," she said. "I hate you too, baby," he replied. A man whose control over everything is absolute, can a single woman change the rules, or will she be crushed under his weight?

Eight years ago, the Rathore family lost their little sister in a tragic accident. Or so they believed. Now a sixteen-year-old girl named Arvi Sharma walks into their lives - alive, confused, and completely unaware that she is actually Arvi Rathore. The only question is... what happens when a girl who grew up ordinary discovers she belongs to one of the most powerful families?

" karthik please meri bat suno yar.... " chup ho jao Ridhima....I beg you please be silent " my eyes turned disbelief and it hurts the man who used to listen to me with his whole heart now begging me to not utter a word. I didn't say anything, because I knew nothing would change. Before I realized, we were already at my parents' house. Stopping the car, he got out, came to my side, and opened the door. "Karthik, please... ek baar. Just once, hear me out," I pleaded, but his expression didn't change. Suddenly, he lifted me out of the car. "Andar jao, Ridhima. Aur us ghar mein kabhi pair mat rakhna." He put me down making me shake my head as my voice stopped for the word I was going to speak. Saying this, he left. "Is this the end?" I asked myself in disbelief as my vision blurred from the unstoppable tears. RIDHIMA ARORA Ridhima Arora, 23, was a bubbly and outspoken girl who still lived with her parents like a little kid, always brightening everyone's mood with her cheesy talk. After completing her MSc, her parents convinced her to marry. At first, she refused-but the moment she saw him, she blurted out, "Hayee, shaadi toh main isi se hi karungi... pura Theo James ki copy hai!" Her excitement, however, shattered the moment she stepped into his house, where she discovered everyone was secretly plotting against him. KARTHIK OBEROI A 28 year old a successful CA, was born into luxury and endless love-until the day tragedy struck and he lost both his parents. Forced to live with his uncle and aunt, he grew up surrounded by masked affection, never realizing they were plotting to strip him of his inheritance under the lie of debts. Yet, in the midst of betrayal and loss, he found Ridhima. As his wife, she became not just his partner but his true home-loving him with warmth and fighting for him with the fierce devotion of the family he had lost. Limit khatam hogai discription ki ~ Thank you 💋

This is the story of Pransh Rana and Pankhuri Grover. Pransh Rana - for whom marriage is nothing more than a compromise, and Pankhuri Grover - for whom marriage is the biggest dream of her life. Their story begins on the night of their wedding, where Pankhuri waits for Pransh the entire night... but he never comes. And when morning finally arrives, so does Pransh - but only to shatter Pankhuri's dreams with a harsh reality. What was the truth that broke Pankhuri completely? What will she do now? Will she be able to survive this marriage, or will their relationship end before it even begins?

Radhe Radhe ✨ Hello my cute little red flags❤️ "What happens when a girl with a broken past enters a family that doesn't know how to fix her? Seven brothers. One truth. And a secret that refuses to stay buried." Alia was just fifteen when her world shattered-again. Years after surviving a trauma no child should bear, she finds herself in a stranger's home, far from everything familiar. Her mother has remarried, found love, and started a new life. But for Alia... healing isn't that simple. Now surrounded by seven stepbrothers who barely know her, in a house that feels more like a castle than a home, Alia carries a burden too heavy for her age-and a past she cannot speak of. They call her family. They say she's safe now. But Alia knows that safety is just a word... and trust doesn't come easy when you've been broken before. What happens when silence screams louder than truth? Will this new family help her heal-or will her past follow her into the only home she has left? Hare Krishna ✨

I don't know who he is, from where he came but I only know that know he become my Accidental Husband. I don't even know how a meeting turn into that where I am getting struck into forest and know in this Forced Accidentally Wedding. A wife I don't even know who is she from where she come but I know one dam! thing I don't belive in this fucking relationship. The Two sould who is opposite from each other, born in opposite side. Where one is cold hearted not belive in love , belive it is only a waste of time and distraction and in his life there is no time for distraction . Only have soft corner for his family, love his mother alot totally is mother boy. And the other one is totally sunshine love her Family alot belive in fairy tale. Princess of her Brothers , Father and uncle. Only daughter after 2 generation. Can love can bloom in this Two Opposite people? Where each other Family is ready kill each other? Or There story remained only a hidden secret?