Losing all of their hope in love is not an easy task. It takes blow after blow on your beliefs to lose it all. But what if someone hasn't even experienced love before? Would they still have even a tiny bit of hope in love? Well, at least Shreya Roy doesn't have any. But, even with no hope in love she still tries to live her life to the fullest and stay as happy as possible. But what will happen when life makes her cross paths with someone who will change everything in her life, and I mean everything? Viraaj Singh Shekhawat is a name enough to make the people around him shiver, a person who is cold, distant, and unlovable according to everyone. But he's not mean. His family is everything for him. Will these two equally fucked-up souls be able to find solace in each other? Will they be able to become each other's LAST SOLACE? To know about it, HAPPY READING ;) ;)

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ💌𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ ❝ किसी दिलवाली ने... किसी मतवाली ने... ❞ ❀༉‧₊˚. हमें ख़त लिखा है कि हमसे पूछा है... ☾⋆⁺₊✧ 𖹭 के घर कब आओगे... ✧˖° लिखो कब आओगे... 𓂃♡𓂃 ⋆༺𓆩☾𓆪༻⋆ "𝐃𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭." He says it like a rule almost like a prayer like something carved into bone. 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ And she nods... even when her heart wants to ask,"And me?" ❀༉‧₊˚. This is not a love story that begins with stolen glances. It begins with family decisions. Horoscopes matched and Steel trunks packed. A wedding under the weight of olive green. ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ The Nineties. Landline calls that end too soon. Handwritten letters that smell like ink and longing. Army quarters where wives learn the sound of boots before they learn the rhythm of their husband's breathing. ☾𖤓 They were strangers when the sindoor was placed. Strangers when the regiment called his name louder than she ever could. Strangers... who slowly started choosing each other in the quiet after the bugle call. 𓂃𓂂𓏸♡ He belongs to the nation and She belongs to the vow. And somewhere between salutes and suppressed desires love begins to bloom... not loudly, not rebelliously but devotionally. ❦ This is a story of officers who will always choose the border over the bed. Of wives who will fold their loneliness like a neatly pressed uniform. Of couples who do not fall in love at first sight... but kneel into it, day by day like prayer. 𓇢𓆸 ୨♡୧ Some will fight their own hearts. Some will almost break. Some will whisper, ❝ Stay. ❞ even when they know he will leave at dawn. ✧༺♥༻∞ Because here desire burns. But duty wins. 𓂃☾𓂃 And yet... love does not lose. 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 It transforms. It waits and It worships. 𓆩

𑣲𝐀 𝐏𝐮𝐧𝐣𝐚𝐛𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝘁 -𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗦𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗮𝗿 ☆.｡.:* 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐇𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐗 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐉𝐄𝐄𝐓 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ●○●○●○●○●○● TROPES: ✧Slow burn ✧Forbidden romance ✧Love at first sight ✧He fell first and harder ●○●○●○●○●○● 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐡𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐊𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐲. Not in a house where love felt like protection, and dreams were quietly caged. She was the perfect daughter...soft-spoken, graceful. But no one ever listened. Until one midnight... someone did. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐣𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐃𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲. The ex-CEO turned politician-in-making had only promised a few months in the pind. He had plans. Borders. Boundaries. But all of it crumbled with just a moment, just a face. ●○●○●○●○●○●

A 22 years old SIYA simple, introvert girl holds ethereal charm nd nature, Master's student! A 31 years old AAGNAY PRATAP THAKUR debut his political career...the most egoistic,cynosure, dominating, ruthless, handsome, richest politician of India. BUT, BUT, BUT WHAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN THIS 2 PERSONALLITY COLLIDE...one who hates POLTICIAN and one who is the most diplomatic POLITICIAN.... STAY TUNE FOR WITNESS THE MANIAC OBSESSION OF INSANELY OBSESSED POLITICAN !!!!!

In the mist-covered hills of Ooty, buried secrets refuse to stay hidden. When forgotten pasts begin connecting their dots, Unnati Sharma finds herself entangled with the dangerously unreadable Vedansh Kumar Verma, A man whose obsession was never ordinary. she never understood what kind of past connected her to the powerful businessman-turned-politician Vedansh Kumar Verma, nor why every hidden truth somehow led back to him. But before she could uncover the answers, he had already dragged her forcefully into his life, possessive, unreadable, and terrifyingly devoted. His obsession for her was lethal, the kind that blurred the line between protection and possession. "Feral yearning," he had once told her quietly, And perhaps, what frightened Unnati the most was realizing that whatever existed between them had never truly begun from tge day they met.. it was decided from decades...maybe long ago when they hadn't even born... Past connected to her present.. the Past that haunts her the most ..

{Desi X Videshi series #3} "N-N-Nahi hum aap ke samne haath jodte hain aaj nahi hume bohot dard h-hota hai." she cried out while joining her hands in front of him. "Idhar aa jaldi!" he commanded her in his authoritative voice making her stomach churn and insides shudder. "N-N-Nahi jaane dein hume. Ye mat karein." she cried out loudly when he started to charge towards her. She decided to run in opposite direction in order to save herself but before she could even take a single step away from her place he was standing right in front of her and snatched her dupatta away from her. _______ "Can you give me a glass of water?" He asked her in his cold and stoic voice which always scares her because he looks too intimidating to her. "J-J-Ji? Aap ne abhi kya kaha humare samajh mein n-nahi aya." She said while her eyes lowered at the floor finding it most interesting thing in the world. "Kya aap humein ek glass paani de sakti hain?" as soon as these words escaped her mouth her head snapped towards him. Her honey brown eyes wide as they will come out soon. Tears welled up in her eyes because no one has ever talked to her with this much respect and calmness. Moreover, she was shocked too after hearing him talking in her native language which she didn't even expect from him. Ryker Verlice, the most feared mob boss of Ireland. Everyone fears him because of his intimidated and impatient aura. His anger issues are cherry on top. He cares for nothing literally nothing but what happens when a caged and scared beauty catches his eyes? Inaayat, the caged and scared beauty is serving the thakurs since her childhood. She has no identity except the maid of the thakurs. No one knows her because she lives hidden by the thakurs. They have broken her to the extent that she couldn't trust anyone but what will happen when an unknown intimidating man will start standing up for her? {His baccha ♥️ Her rehbar} •Caged princess •Age gap •Emotional story

Maa turned to me. "Riya beta, go outside and bring the flowers from the garden. And if you see him, bring him along with you." I nodded, clutching the thali a little tighter, and stepped out toward the garden. He was nowhere in sight. Shrugging it off, I bent down to lift the large basket of flowers placed near the parking area. The tiny blooms felt impossibly heavy. As I struggled, the sharp edge of the basket nicked my wrist - hidden beneath the soft folds of my dupatta. Great. If anyone notices, I'm doomed. Ignoring the sting, I stepped onto the marble path cutting through the grass - and lost my balance. "Whoa-" Before I could fall, strong arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me back. My breath hitched. Time stopped. The world went silent - no birds, no distant traffic, no rustling leaves. There he was. Dhruv Rathore. Standing so close I could feel his warmth, his steady presence grounding me. The boy my heart had never quite let go of - even after four long years - was holding me in his arms. He looked exactly how memory had preserved him. Calm. Composed. Effortlessly commanding. And then reality crashed into me. He's my sister's devar. ✨A slow-burn romance set against the chaos of an Indian wedding, filled with family drama, soft moments, and emotions that refuse to stay hidden. ✨ #1 in rituals🌸✨🎀(3/02/2026) #1 in rituals (12/03/2026) #9 in beautiful ( 27/03/2026) #1 in past love ( 5/04/2026) #2 in beautiful (8/04/2026)

Bondita das has spent her entire life in the shadows of a brothel, untouched but not unscarred. At 17, she knows her fate is sealed-at 18, she will be sold, a mere object to satisfy the desires of men. But she remains a dancer, an innocent yet trapped in a world that sees her only as a commodity. She dreams of escape, though she has no idea where her future will lead. Anirudh Roy Choudhury, a 26-year-old billionaire with the world at his feet, has always lived under the control of his family, his heart hardened by years of loss. When he returns home to find his family arranging a marriage for him without his consent, his anger is unstoppable. But his life takes an unexpected turn when his path crosses with Bondita's-an innocent girl who's meant for every man, yet becomes his cherished possession, his "broken doll." In a world where power and fate are intertwined, can a man with everything protect the one thing he never thought he'd desire? And can a girl who's been broken by life ever learn to trust again? "Sarpansh's Broken Doll" is a tale of love, redemption, and the fight to reclaim one's life from the shadows of destiny."

Advit Singh rathore A man who is Ceo of rathore industries and also a mafia. He is cold, rude, arrogant but has a soft side for her girlfriend who is soon to be her wife but What will happen when she will betray him and runaway from the mandap? What will happen when his bride has to be replaced? Ishnani Malhotra A quiet, innocent girl who is studying in Collage. She does not show her pain to anyone. But what will happen when she will be forced in marriage with someone else a rude man? Let's dive into the story of a rude man and an innocent girl Will he accept her as her wife or behave rudely with her?

BOOK-1 of THE DEADLY DEVOTION SERIES. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 ,𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲.. 𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫. ꧁༒𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈 × 𝐀𝐁𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐔༒꧂ 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀: A bright, innocent girl with a heart full of laughter and eyes full of dreams. 𝔹𝕌𝕋 𝕆ℕ𝔼 ℕ𝕀𝔾ℍ𝕋....𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕕. Hᴇʀ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ, ʜᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ʜᴇʀ ᴛʀᴜsᴛ- sɴᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ɪɴ ᴀ sɪɴɢʟᴇ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ. And the man standing beside her in the wedding mandap wasn't 𝕊𝕀𝔻𝔻ℍ𝔸ℝ𝕋- ℍ𝔼ℝ 𝔽𝕀𝔸ℕℂ𝔼. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐀𝐁𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐔 -- Her cousin's fiance. Cold, Arrogent. Mysterious. A man who didn't believe in love but still claimed her as his wife. ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ɴᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ, SHRAVARI ғɪɴᴅs ʜᴇʀsᴇʟғ ᴛᴏʀɴ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʜᴇʀ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ᴘᴀsᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ sʟᴏᴡʟʏ ʙᴇɢɪɴs ᴛᴏ sʜᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡᴀʟʟ sʜᴇ ʙᴜɪʟᴅs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ. ~𝑊𝐼𝐿𝐿 𝑆𝐻𝑅𝐴𝑉𝐴𝑅𝐼 𝐸𝑉𝐸𝑅 𝐹𝑂𝑅𝐺𝐼𝑉𝐸 𝐷𝐸𝑆𝑇𝐼𝑁𝑌 𝐹𝑂𝑅 𝑇𝐴𝐾𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝐴𝑊𝐴𝑌 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑀𝐴𝑁 𝑆𝐻𝐸 𝐿𝑂𝑉𝐸𝐷...𝑂𝑅 𝑆𝐻𝐸 𝐿𝑂𝑆𝐸 𝐻𝐸𝑅 𝐻𝐸𝐴𝑅𝑇 𝑇𝑂 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑀𝐴𝑁 𝑆𝐻𝐸 𝑊𝐴𝑆 𝑁𝐸𝑉𝐸𝑅 𝑀𝐸𝐴𝑁𝑇 𝑇𝑂 𝐿𝑂𝑉𝐸...?? #2 in top 10 across the India- 11.03.2026 #1- 12/13.03.2026