Mahira Sharma. She's 21, a hacker, but still a student. a mix of chaotic humour and deep, unspoken wounds. her eyes hold too many stories for her age-stories she doesn't narrate unless you earn them. She's not meant to be invisible. She's the kind of person who unknowingly leaves an echo in a room, even after she's gone. Rudra Veer Shergill is a 24-year-old mafia doctor. he wears power the way others wear clothes-effortlessly, and without asking permission. Broad-shouldered, sharp-jawed, with eyes that carry the weight of too many nights without rest. When he speaks, people listen; when he doesn't, they still pay attention.

Completed/Republished In the grand Rathore Haveli, walls whisper curses older than the bricks-and secrets deadlier than poison. Ruhanika arrives expecting comfort, but finds a legacy cracking under betrayal, forged deeds, poisoned wells, midnight attacks... and a family forgetting how to love. What she doesn't expect? To become the very heartbeat the haveli didn't know it needed. Between Vihaan's quiet terrace love, Nihal's toy-like courage, Adrika's orphaned silence, and Dadaji's old wounds, Ruhanika stitches a broken home back together-one haldi-smeared hug and one whispered prayer at a time. From sabotaged weddings to sangeet redemption, from brotherly wars to baby kicks that end the curse, this is a romance where: Tragedy becomes laughter. Wounds become wisdom. A haunted haveli becomes... home. 💛 "From curse to cradle - one woman, one haveli, endless love."

It began with a promise made too early to be understood, He carried it like a secret never spoken aloud, never used as a claim.. He always knew she was going to be his, She never knew there was a promise waiting for her.. So he let her grow, Let her laugh without knowing his name carried history, Let her fall in love the way love should begin without pressure, without force, He wrote letters she would never read, Words meant for time, not expectation.. When college brought them together again, it felt natural Almost quiet.. Two people learning each other slowly, Caring without possession.. Choosing each other without knowing why it felt so familiar.. Their love wasn't loud.. It didn't demand attention, It simply existed.. And somehow, that was enough Until she rejected him.. Between pride and pressure, she was forcefully married Between love and loss, he turned cold The hatred he showed was never real only a shield for the trust she broke And when destiny circled back, it whispered "Shyanne Keh Gaye The.." # 1 *MBBS # 2 *Childhood #1 *Haryana #1 *leader #2 *Political

WHAT IF LOVE IS ARRANGED...? A college love triangle that slowly spins into pure chaos - on one side, the dreamy Mafia Prince she always wanted straight out of her fantasies, and on the other, the unexpected love she never saw coming. Everything was perfect - until one accidental online message. Their story is anything but ordinary. What began as a simple tale soon turned into a mix of romance, comedy, and unstoppable chaos, stretching from college corridors to the wedding mandap. But when the wedding day finally arrives, she faces the ultimate question: will she choose the love of her dreams or the love that chose her?