This isn't a romance novel or a mystery thriller. It's simply a collection of my thoughts, late-night reflections, and the lessons life has taught me over the years. Some pages hold poems. Some carry memories. Some tell short stories inspired by my experiences, while others capture feelings I never knew how to say out loud. These are pieces of myself I never intended to share. Yet here they are-not for attention, but as a record of who I was, what I felt, and how I grew. Maybe these words will remain just my diary in public form. Or maybe, somewhere along the way, they'll find someone who needs them as much as I once did. Welcome to the pages I never meant to share.

Taran Saxena 26 Working in A Bank, from a Village, gets arranged marriage to Pallavi who is 20 years old ! (1990s time period). Taran Fights with the Patriarchy system when he witnesses his Wife suffering from it, He fights with his Family for her, He Gets Cursed for her, He Curse people For her ! He Makes her Strong, They grow Together in their marriage, They Learn, They Respect each other and the Old 90s Romance is what you will enjoy the most ❤️ You will Not only fall for Pallavi's Piya, but also for Pallavi too, as she might be a Relatable character to many. I promise it will be worth it to read the book ❤️ (Book started in 13 May 2025, completed on around august - sept 2025) Copyright :- this is my original work and this Shouldn't be Copied by anyone not a Bit of it, or else I can take actions against the one who will do it. #rank 2 Arrange marriage #rank 4 Indian #Rank 80 Romance #rank 6 Village #rank 10 1990s #rank 18 India #rank 20 Indian #rank 30 India #rank 18. indian #20 Rank India #4 Rank Arrange marriage #10 rank Romance #romance rank 18 #indian #india #desi #1 Rank India #3 Rank Indian #15 Rank Romance #2 Rank India #Indian 4 #3 Romance #4 India #10 Romance #4 ArrangeMarriage #2 Husbandandwife #3 Romance #2 Indian #1 India #2 India #3 Indian #4 Romance #2 Romance #Indian 1 #2 India #3 indian #4 Romance #7 Village #3 romcom #2 In India #10 Romance #3 Romance #4 Arrangedmarriage

"𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑩𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒈 𝒖𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍." - 𝑺𝒉𝒓𝒗𝒚𝒂 "𝑰 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑳𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕." - 𝑽𝒆𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝑨 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔, 𝒊𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍. Lovers to enemies ᯓ★ He vanished for five years, leaving her with a marriage no one knows about and a silence that still chokes her. Now Vedarth Malhotra is back colder, unreadable, watching her like a shadow reborn. What does he want from Shrvya Sehgal now... forgiveness, revenge, or her entire life?

Arushi Sharma lived a simple life, far away from power, danger, and the darkness of the world. Until one mistake... dragged her into it. Reyansh Rathore-cold, ruthless, and feared by all-was not a man you crossed paths with. He didn't believe in love, nor did he spare mercy. But when their worlds collide, he gives her a choice that isn't really a choice - Marry him... or watch everything fall apart. Bound by a deal, not emotions, Arushi finds herself trapped in a life she never chose... with a man she cannot understand. He calls it control. She calls it a cage. But in a world where loyalty is tested, enemies are everywhere, and betrayal hides behind familiar faces... What happens when hate slowly turns into something neither of them expected? Because sometimes... it's not the people who are wrong- it's the fate that wrote their story. "ᴩʏᴀᴀʀ ʜᴏɢᴀʏᴀ ʜᴇ ᴀᴀᴩ ꜱᴇ "he speak without breaking eye contact "ɴᴀꜰᴀʀᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ᴀᴀᴩ ꜱᴇ "she speak and left the place breaking his HEART 𝗞𝘆𝗮 𝗵𝗼𝗴𝗮 𝗷𝗮𝗯 𝗻𝗮𝗳𝗮𝗿𝗮𝘁 𝗸𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗶 𝘄𝗼 𝗮𝘂𝗿 𝘂𝘀 𝗽𝗮𝗿 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗮 𝘄𝗼? 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝?? 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎? 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚙𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢?? 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚍!!

He looked into her eyes, a storm of emotion swirling behind his steady gaze. "You don't even know who I actually am," he said, his voice low, trembling just slightly. The fear was real-raw. The thought of her discovering the truth, of walking away once she knew... it haunted him. After so much struggle finally they are together. now..he couldn't afford to lose her. Not when she meant everything. But then, without flinching, she met his eyes and answered with a calm that carried weight. "And you don't know who I am... or what I did to you." There was fire in her voice, but also something darker something buried. He didn't understand. Still, she seemed so composed, like it didn't shake her. But it shook him. Because if his secret ever came to light, he was certain it would destroy everything between them. Their bond, their love gone in an instant. She stepped back slightly, her voice soft now. Almost too soft. "I just know I love you. That's it." And with that, she turned and walked away, leaving him standing there. But the fear didn't leave her. It stayed-settled in his chest, growing heavier by the second. Then, his phone rang. He glanced at the screen. That number again. His stomach twisted. He hesitated before answering. The moment the call connected, a cold, artificial voice spilled into his ear. "Just ten days left... and I will steal her from you." The voice was mechanical, distant-but filled with menace. Then came the laughter. Sharp. Cruel. Inhuman. His hands clenched into fists. Jaw tightened. Teeth grinding. Who was this mysterious man? What that Mysterious man about to do? And worse... what did she is hiding from him and what his identity which maybe destroy their relationship? Because now, it was clear-Isha wasn't the only one being kept in the dark. Both of them were hiding something. ⠀⠀✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ Anirudha x isha Anisha

When Alaia married the billionaire, Agastya Singhania, she was okay to be stepped in a loveless marriage. She knew from the start that she'd always be the Unloved Bride but then what about the soft corner that she's going to develop for her husband? Will she ever be loved even if she loves him with all her heart? Will she ever be enough? How can she be okay with the fact that her husband is still in love with his girlfriend who's dead?

SWAPPED VOWS💍 So imagine... Two weddings are happening in the same venue. Same day. Same time. Same decorations. Same amount of relatives who somehow know everybody's business except their own. 😭✋ Everything is going perfectly fine. The brides are ready. The grooms are ready. Families are happy. Photographers are hanging upside down for the perfect shot. Life is good. Until it isn't. Because somehow... Somewhere between the rituals, the chaos, the crowd and the wedding madness... The brides get swapped. YES. SWAPPED. 😭 And before anyone realizes what actually happened... The marriages are already completed. Now Avni Kapoor and Anvi Sinha are stuck with the wrong husbands. Or maybe... The right ones? Who knows. Not them. Not me. And definitely not the families. 💀 What starts as a wedding mistake soon turns into a secret that becomes harder and harder to hide. Because pretending everything is normal sounds easy... Until you have to live with the person you're accidentally married to. Add family drama. A house full of chaos. Nosey relatives. Unexpected friendships. Unwanted feelings. And four people trying to figure out whether destiny made a mistake... Or fixed one. So come join me in ruining four perfectly normal lives. Trust me. It's going to be fun. 💍✨

Some stories are not meant to be read in a hurry. ‎ ‎This is one of them. ‎ ‎This story is not perfect. ‎ ‎It is written between pauses, edits, and late-night thoughts. ‎ ‎It is about silences that speak louder than words, about love that arrives quietly and stays painfully, about people who meet at the wrong time but leave permanent marks on each other. ‎ ‎Written slowly, felt deeply - this story unfolds through emotions, memories, and moments that linger long after the page ends. ‎Each chapter is a fragment - of love, loss, hope, and healing. ‎ ‎If you believe in slow-burn connections, unspoken feelings, and love that transforms pain into meaning, this story is for you. ‎ ‎ ‎Read it slowly. ‎ ‎Some feelings need time to settle. Some lines and some shayaris in this story are featured from the internet and are not my own. The creadit goes to the rightful creators.

𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑴𝒆 ••• "Did you know how I felt when I learned my wife wants to divorce me through a fūcking outsider?" He asked, his piercing gaze meeting hers through the mirror. His one hand was resting on her stomach, keeping her close to him while the other one touched her head. "This-" He moved the finger from her head to her heart. "-this-" He pulled her closer from his other hand. "-your whole fūcking being, belongs with me, get that?" He asked, raising her chin to make her look in the mirror. She should push him away, she should be telling him how much she hates him but she found herself nodding. "Words." He pressed. "Yes," She mumbled. "What's your name?" "Roop." "What's your name?" He asked again, pronouncing each word clearly this time. "Roop Mehrotra." "Roop. Amrit. Mehrotra." His jaw tightened, "Say it." "Roop Amrit Mehrotra." She breathed out, trying to get away from him but his grip was firm. "Right, and it's going to stay just like that." ••• Two people, one unwanted marriage. The question is, will they survive or give up without even trying? •••

✨🕊️ Every evening, Ruhi stood in her balcony with a cup of coffee and thoughts she never really shared with anyone. And every day, Aarish chose the same road... slowing down his bicycle just enough to look at her for a few extra seconds. The first time he saw her, something shifted. Maybe it was the way she looked lost in her own world. Maybe it was the quiet sadness behind her smile. Or maybe Aarish was doomed from the very beginning. 😭✨ Both were JEE aspirants - surviving on caffeine, academic pressure, and unstable sleep schedules. But while everyone else struggled to understand physics, Aarish was the kind of guy who explained concepts better than actual teachers. Calm voice. Endless patience. Smart without showing off. The type of person who made difficult things feel easy. Ruhi, meanwhile, was sarcastic, emotionally complicated, and one minor inconvenience away from imagining herself in a full Bollywood heartbreak montage. Between test series, late-night doubts, shared notes, silent support, and conversations that somehow lasted longer than intended... they slowly became each other's comfort place. No dramatic confessions. No instant love story. Just soft moments, stolen glances, hidden feelings, and a boy who fell first the moment he saw her. ✦ JEE aspirant × JEE aspirant ✦ He fell first at first sight ✦ The boy who teaches better than teachers ✦ Slow burn romance ✦ Balcony × cycle trope ✦ Emotional comfort trope ✦ "Did you eat?" = love language ✦ Friends to "wait... what are we?" ✦ Filmy moments + sarcastic flirting ✦ Two exhausted students accidentally falling in love 😭 And before you all get attached and start preparing heartbreak playlists - YES. This story has a happy ending. 🕊️✨ Because after everything life puts them through... they deserve one.