"No matter how cruel our destiny will be, but we'll never give up on ourselves," 𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐇 𝐒𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐀 "Kash koi defence wala ladka mil jaye, kitne chatpate hote hai na?," ("I wish I could find a defense guy, they're so hot, isn't he?,") I blurted unknowingly to a stranger I met on the train, who just saved me from being harnessed. "Aab aapne bola hai toh hote honge," ("Now that you have said it, it must be happening,") He said, his voice is firm but steady, he peek slightly from the book he's reading almost the moment he gets settled in his seat. As soon as his brown eyes met mine, a sudden shiver ran down my spine, sending a wave of unfamiliar warmth and unease through me, as if something deep within me had quietly stirred awake. He's charming, He's patient and, He's a gentleman- The thought of stepping out, of leaving behind everything familiar, filled me with quiet anxiety but somewhere beneath it all, there was a flicker of excitement. In my eighteen years of life, I finally took a step outside my house for the first time, starting my most awaited moment, my dream college in a completely different state, I thought I'll handle everything but, That was an absolute lie. 𝐀𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐄𝐇𝐆𝐀𝐋 For me, everything begins with discipline rules, consistency, and hard work. It's not always easy, but it shapes who I am becoming. Always surrounded by defence background is something inspiring but as well as challenge. Life has just started with NDA, and ahead lies a long journey filled with challenges and growth. Deep inside, I carry a strong purpose to become an officer, not just in rank, but in character. ────୨•ৎ──── 'Neither of them ever desired each other at this point of their lives, but fate brought them together, will they be able to give each other a place in their lives?' "An adorable tale begins with a train journey to pune," R

warrior princess X unyielding tyrant ..................................................... "why you happen to be at the same place as mine everytime, are you sure you aren't stalking me ?" " I like to watch things pretty closely before i devour it entirely" taking big steps, diminishing the distance between then , making her stumble on her feet but grab her by her waist before falling. 'wha- what do you m-mean by that" bending his head, while holding her in his arms "it helps me figure out the routes- the routes, especially those which makes me breathless " a teasing grin left his mouth. their eye contact was deeper than the cut she made by holding dagger in her hand,hiding it behind her. he broke the eye contact and kissed her neck, not gentle - slow at first then turned into a hungry and desperate kiss. she did not stop him either as she could not . "here, i marked the territory,everyone should know what's mine " she turned sideways ............................................................. this story contains mature content, hitorical drama and dark fiction include torture ,captivity so please do not read it if you are sensitive

Book 1 in Political Series He wasn't the kind of man people spoke about softly. Yuvraaj Singh Malik The young MLA of Haryana. Future face of politics. Son of the current Chief Minister. Calm. Composed. Untouchable. The kind of man who never raises his voice... because people tremble before he ever needs to. Power followed him like a shadow. And so did fear. Until one random afternoon, he sees a girl standing in the middle of the road, arguing fearlessly while helping an old woman gather her fallen belongings. No fear. No hesitation. No interest in who was watching her. And for the first time in years, someone stays in Yuvraaj Singh Malik's mind longer than politics. Kashish Bhardwaj never planned to be noticed by a man like him. A postgraduate student from a strict Brahmin family, a girl balancing studies, work, dreams, and responsibilities all together. Opinionated. Fierce. And completely unaware that every passing day, the MLA of Haryana is beginning to memorize her existence. The routes she takes. The cafés she visits. The dogs she feeds. The expressions she makes when she's angry. It starts with silent glances. Then curiosity. Then obsession. And the scariest part? Yuvraaj Singh Malik has never walked away from something once he decides he wants it. Trops:- ༺ calm dangerous ML ༺ politician × independent girl ༺ he fell first ༺ he fell way too hard ༺ silent obsession ༺ one woman man ༺ "uski pasandida aurat" ༺ the only woman he softens for ༺ eye-contact tension ༺ slow burn romance ༺ Haryanvi ML ༺ strong female lead ❥ This is a completely desi Haryanvi story set in Haryana, so Hindi and Haryanvi dialogues will be used according to the characters and vibe 🌙 ❥ English is not my first language and this is my very first story, so please ignore small grammatical mistakes 😭✨ ❥ I hope you all enjoy Yuvraaj and Kashish's world as much as I enjoy creating it 🤍

[Book #1 of the '𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐' Series] ╰┈➤ Can be read as a standalone. ⋆˙⟡ DESI ROMANCE ⟡˙⋆ 𝐒𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐖𝐀 × 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐉 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐘 When Viraj Chaudhary steps into the Bajwa haveli, he expects a quiet, traditional welcome - not a bucket of cold water splashed over him by none other than Siya Bajwa. Their first meeting is a complete disaster - messy, awkward, and unforgettable. But hidden beneath the laughter, awkward silences, and teasing smiles, a quiet bond begins to bloom. It's shy at first, a spark growing stronger with every stolen glance and unspoken word. Tied together by an arranged marriage, Viraj and Siya are drawn into a journey they never planned - where clumsy beginnings turn into deep, unexpected love. Set against the vibrant backdrop of the early 2000s India, this heartwarming story shows how sometimes, the best love stories begin with a splash. "𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒂𝒘𝒌𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆" ✿︎𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗣𝗘𝗦✿︎ ~ ARRANGE MARRIAGE ~ AGE GAP ~ SOFT ROMANCE ~ 2000'S INDIAN BACKDROP ~ GHAR KA BADA BETA ×GHAR KI CHOTI BETI ~ SMUT ◾Started on: 27/4/2025 𝐀/𝐍: Your vote and comment would been a lot to me. Thank you for supporting 💌🤍

He wasn't a man people loved He was a man they feared. A tyrant hidden behind the title of Sarpanch. His word was law. His silence was a warning. And his anger... was something no one survived twice. In his village, women lowered their gazes, voices died before they could rise, and obedience was the only way to survive. Until she walked in. An outsider with fire in her veins and defiance in her eyes. She didn't bow. She didn't stay silent. She refused to learn fear the way everyone else had. Instead... She stood before him- and called him jahil. That single word sealed her fate. Because men like him don't forgive disrespect. They don't forget it. They claim it. What was meant to teach her a lesson... became a cage. Walls built from control. Chains forged from power. A world where her freedom no longer belonged to her. But she didn't break. She fought. She spoke. She stood not only for herself, but for every woman he had silenced for years. And that... changed everything. Because her defiance no longer fueled his rage it awakened something far more dangerous. An obsession born in darkness. A hunger that refused to be restrained. A devotion that was anything but pure. Possessive. Consuming. Feral. Now the man who ruled an entire village through fear... finds himself captivated by the only woman who refuses to fear him. And the girl who was meant to be broken... becomes the one thing he can never let go. Because a tyrant may rule the world- but when obsession takes hold, even he forgets where power ends... and madness begins.

𝑯𝒂𝒓 𝒋𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒎 𝒌𝒂 𝒆𝒌 𝒑𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒊𝒎𝒃 𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝑱𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒌𝒊 𝒔𝒂𝒓𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝒌𝒂𝒓 𝒑𝒖𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝑾𝒂𝒉𝒊 𝒑𝒖𝒌𝒂𝒓 𝒏𝒆 𝑨𝒃 𝒅𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒌𝒐 𝒆𝒌 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒊𝒚𝒂... 𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪ The story where history meets the past... where your soulmate exists in a different time... where reflections are more than mere images... Sati, a modern girl with her dream to become a Journalist, is inexplicably drawn to a mystical lake in Chandravali Rajya, wanting to make a documentary on it. One touch of its waters pulls her into a world centuries ago, swapping her life with Shaktika, a kind-hearted princess on the brink of her swayamvar. In the past, Shaktika experiences the modern world through Sati's body, while Sati must navigate a royal court filled with intrigue, danger, and a kingly prince she never expected to meet Mahadevan. Mahadevan hides a heart that beats only for Shaktika, yet time itself conspires against them. Across eras, hearts collide. Friendships, rivalries, and secrets intertwine. Sati struggles with her feelings for Rudransh, the present-day man she clashes with yet cannot deny she's drawn to, while the past teaches her the depth of love, sacrifice, and destiny and a stalker unaware about the fact that it's Shaktika inside the body of Sati's. Two timelines. Two loves. One truth, some connections are timeless, and some hearts are meant to find each other, even across centuries. ⟡ Pratibimb ⟡ 𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪ Mahadevan × Shaktika Rudransh × Sati

"Ek lootere se vivaah?" she scoffed, fire in her eyes. "Kabhi nahi! Hum aapki patni nahi... aapki mrityu ka kaaran banenge. Aur yeh humara pran hai." - she spat, her rage hotter than the steel sheathed at her waist. He just smiled. Dark. Dangerous. Unfazed. "Aaj humara vivah hai... aur dulhan toh aap zaroor banegi. Chahe prem se ya.... zabardasti se." - his breath a sinful whisper, grazing her lips like a promise carved in fire. ╰⊱⋅ ──────── ⋅⊰╯ Aparajita - the Princess of Sangamgarh, raised to rule, not to surrender. Veerath - the infamous Bandit King, feared across kingdoms, untamed and unstoppable. They weren't meant to cross paths. But fate doesn't ask for permission. She vowed to destroy him. He vowed to own her. Love was never the plan. But desire? It's the most dangerous rebellion of all. ╰⊱⋅ ──────── ⋅⊰╯ TROPES • Historical Romance • Enemies to Lovers • Age Gap • Princess × Bandit • Grumpy × Grumpy • Forced Proximity • Forced Marriage • Forbidden Love ╰⊱⋅ ──────── ⋅⊰╯ Aparajita: The Bandit's Desire 𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝟭 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙍𝙏 𝙏𝙧𝙞𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙮 Let the rebellion begin...

The phone is ringing. But Tanvi was too scared to answer the call. She was not ready to talk to him or even hear his voice. She wanted to run away from the present, but she couldn't evade her present. She hadn't talked to him for the past week, and he had called her a number of times. That day itself, he called 5 times. So, finally, with trembling hands, she answered the phone to tell him the truth. "Hello," he said as soon as Tanvi answered the call. Tanvi voice was shaking she didn't know what to say. But she mustered her courage somehow and said, " Please don't contact me again. I know I have played with your feelings without knowing who you actually are. I know I have committed a terrible mistake, or I guess, a sin by doing this, but now I want to end this for once and for all. I don't think you can understand me and forgive me, but the only explanation I say to you is that I am really sorry." He remained silent all this while and did not utter a word. He came to realize that nothing more was left for him to talk. He disconnected the call as soon as she finished her monologue. Tanvi, a +1 student, decided to attract her crush indirectly gets his phone number and starts talking to him anonymously. Initially, she got rejected, but later, earns his trust and friendship. Slowly their friendship reached another level through their sweet phone calls. Then, the real truth came out. He was not the crush whom Tanvi imagines him to be. So what would Tanvi do? Would she ever meet the person with whom she developed such a relationship? Would that person ever want to meet Tanvi after knowing that she played with his feelings, knowingly or unknowingly? Could they be together? Let's see what fate has to do with both of them. A simple love story with its own twists and turns. This is my 1st story. Hope you will give it a chance, and I'll make sure you won't get too bored.

1985. The City of dreams. Red double decker buses, kaali-peeli taxis, radios, Doordarshan, video cassettes and rotary dial phones. DCP Amarnath arrives in Bombay with a mission, straight and clear: To tackle the notorious Crime Syndicates. As the city unravels itself, he learns that alongside the battle against organised crime, it is a full-fledged war against his uncooperative heart as it trips over relentlessly at the sight of the headstrong Gauri, who contrasts him in every possible way, beginning with her profession: Law. Before cellphones, before swipes-there was a Bombay kind of love.... Visit the BLURB chapter for a detailed trailer!

[PARTITION ROMANCE] 18+ She is a mute. He is a politician. And 1947 is burning around them. After surviving a brutal assault and losing her only family, Vrishty, a voiceless Hindu girl, is left alone in a town tearing itself apart. Hunted by the man who first claimed her, she hides in silence, until Meer, an emerging Muslim politician, becomes the only barrier between her and the chaos outside. Bound by guilt and an unexpected pull, Meer begins to realise his vicinity with the girl. But the nation which divided amongst the communal hate, will it be able to save these burning interfaith hearts, alive? __________________________ "In Islam" he continued quietly. "You cannot marry unless both agree... and unless both are Muslim" His expression twisted, a deep aching conflict. I shook my head, looking at him. As if almost pleading him. Noo...please....