𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 2 𝐎𝐅 : 𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐀𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 & 𝐀𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐣 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝗔𝗯𝘃𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗷 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲 - 𝟐𝟖 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒆, 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 - 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅, 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒂𝒍𝒍. 𝗔𝗸𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘁𝗮 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗮 - 𝟐𝟐 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥, 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐂𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 - 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

𝓟𝓮𝓱𝓵𝓲... 𝓪𝓾𝓻 𝓪𝓪𝓴𝓱𝓻𝓲 𝓶𝓸𝓱𝓪𝓫𝓫𝓪𝓽 𝓱𝓸 𝓽𝓾𝓶 𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓲. Ishani Sharma never imagined her life would change with one arranged marriage. Soft, bright, and full of dreams, she steps into a world far different from her own. Aarav singh rathor , the cold and controlled CEO, agrees to the marriage without a single emotion on his face. He keeps his distance... yet notices everything about her. She falls first. He falls harder The man who seemed untouched by emotion might be the one who would burn the world to protect her. A love quiet, fierce, and destined- bound by a sacred thread that refuses to break Tropes:- ☆ Arranged Marriage ☆ Cold Husband × Bubbly Wife ☆ CEO × Normal Girl ☆ She Fell First, He Fell Harder ☆ Slow Burn ☆ Protective Male Lead ☆ Respectful but Distant Male lead ☆ Dream-chasing female lead ☆ Hidden Feelings

𝗛𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀... 𝘆𝗲𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗵𝗼𝘄, 𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴. They were never meant to fall for each other - not after years of grudges and silence. But fate ties them in vows neither wanted. He's fire that hides behind calm. She's a storm that refuses to fade. And when hate starts sounding like love... everything burns. When Atharv Jadeja returns to India, marriage is the last thing he wants - especially to her, Aadhya Rawat, the girl who once turned his peace into chaos. Bound by family, trapped by promises, and torn by the past - they're forced to share a life they never planned. But somewhere between hate and heartbreak, glances start lingering longer... and love starts to feel inevitable. 𝗕𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗱 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻'𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁.

─── ⋆⋅♡⋅⋆ ─── 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥,𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘵. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. ─── ⋆⋅♡⋅⋆ ─── "Tum sirf meri ho. Kisi aur ke baare mein sochna bhi mat jaan le loonga uski." Her heart stuttered violently in her chest as her wide eyes locked onto his. "Dushman ki beti hoon," she whispered, fragile but defiant. He leaned closer, his breath fanning her lips. "Meri biwi ho." "Agar dushmani khatam nahin hui toh?" she dared, voice trembling. "I don't care," he growled, jaw set hard. "You are still my wife." Her pulse thundered in her veins. "What if my family takes me back?" His eyes flared, no hesitation in his answer. "Then it's a fucking war. And you, my Noor, are worth every fucking war." ─── ⋆⋅♡⋅⋆ ───

"इश्क़ का रंग सफेद पिया, न छल, न कपट, न भेद पिया।" Sitara never believed in love at first sight-until the moment her gaze met Darsh's warm brown eyes. In that single heartbeat, her world shifted, and she began to dream of the "kitabon wala pyaar" she had always read about. But life is rarely as simple as the stories in books. Darsh, calm yet mysterious, seems to be everything Sitara has ever longed for. But will his heart be able to embrace the truth once he discovers the scars of her past? Or will destiny write a different story for them both? As Sitara loves with every fragment of her soul, she faces the haunting fear-what if her love is not returned? What if the two people who once breathed in each other's presence are fated to become strangers? This is not just a story of love. It is a journey of healing, heartbreak, destiny, and hope. A story of Sitara and Darsh-two souls tied together by fate, yet tested by time. Join the journey of Sitara and Darsh -- A tale of love, pain, healing, and fate. 𝑺𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒂 : " जिस एक को दिल खोना नहीं चाहता, असल में वही उसका होना नहीं चाहता " 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒔𝒉 𝑲𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒐𝒓 : " वो मेरे ख़यालों में कुछ इस तरह आई, कि मेरे सारे ख़याल बस उसी तक सिमट कर रह गए " Tropes : ● Strangers to lovers ● high school romance ● He fell first and harder ● secrets with scars ● classmates 📚 : SAFED ISHQ By siriw_rites .

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 ♡ Two beautiful, broken souls. One unexpected story. 𝐌𝐢𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐥 is an 18-year-old medical student - introverted, heartbroken, and quietly carrying wounds she swore no one would ever see. She's built walls so high, no one's even tried to climb them. 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 is an 18-year-old architecture student - chaotic, energetic, and the life of every room. A goofball on the outside, but behind that effortless smile hides a boy drowning in silence. They've crossed paths before - a glance, a name, a face in the crowd. But never a conversation. Never a reason. Until heartbreak strikes them both. Mihika retreats deeper into herself. Devansh laughs a little louder, pretending a little harder. And somewhere between silence and laughter... fate intervenes. What happens when two broken hearts collide? Can two people who never believed in healing slowly piece each other back together? A story about unspoken pain, unexpected connections, friendships and the kind of love that heals in the quietest of ways. As you go deeper into the story you'll be introduced to more couples✨ Give it a shot, you'll surely not regret it ❤️

𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐘 𓆩♡𓆪 ᴀ 𝚜ʟᴏᴡ ʙᴜʀɴ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ 𓆩♡𓆪 She missed her flight and ended up in a foreign land. He had no intention of tying himself to anyone - until destiny did it for him. Zareen, a girl lost in Arabia after Umrah, finds herself in the care of a quiet, guarded man. Taimoor never imagined marrying a stranger, but when circumstances force their nikaah, neither of them knows how fate is gently weaving their souls together. In a world away from home, hearts find a home in each other. This isn't just a marriage. It's something written long ago - 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲.

जानम, देख लो, मिट गईं दूरियाँ मैं यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ कैसी सरहदें? कैसी मजबूरियाँ? मैं यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ ~ सुन सको तो सुनो धड़कनों की ज़बाँ मैं यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ कैसी सरहदें? कैसी मजबूरियाँ? मैं यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ ~ ~Drishti "Love, for me, is devotion. I cannot see him, but my heart recognizes him the way a prayer recognizes its own peace. Love is trusting his voice in every silence, holding his hand as if it is the only light I know. It is the faith that even in darkness, his presence will guide me home. People say love begins with sight but mine begins with surrender, with believing in someone I have never seen yet feel in every heartbeat. For me, love is sacred, a quiet promise to stay, to trust, to belong. And if this is devotion... then I live my whole life loving him. ~Ekaksh "Drishti... If your love is devotion, then mine is gratitude - gratitude that God trusted me with a heart as pure as yours. You say you can't see me, but you don't need to. Because every time you hold my hand, I feel seen in a way I never have before. You walk through darkness with faith... and that faith makes me stronger. You call my presence your light, but the truth is you are the reason I know what love truly is. If love is sacred for you, then for me, you are sacred. Your trust is my prayer, your heartbeat is my peace, and your devotion... that is my entire world.

Her heart was tired. His past was heavy. Both prayed for someone who would guide them closer to allah, not pull them away. They met not because of luck - but because two broken souls whispered the same dua to the same Lord. A story of healing, patience, and the kind of love that feels like coming home.... A love protected by Allah.