SCHEDULE : EVERY MONDAY 💗 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Isha mehra × Rudra malhotra ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My grip on the steering wheel tightened. Isha. Isha. Isha. That name. It wouldn't stop circling inside my head like a curse. "Hm. Rudra?" mom's tone shifted slightly. "What about you? What do you think about Isha?" "She's... pretty." That slipped out of my mouth before my brain could lock it down. I kept my eyes forward, pretending I hadn't just lost control over my damn tongue. Shit. Did I just say that? Me? "She's pretty, huh, bhai?" Arjun teased, grinning at me through the rearview mirror. Damn it. This idiot's going to turn it into a full family circus. "Beta, I didn't ask how she looks," mom said, folding her arms like she was holding court. "I asked, what do you think about her." I didn't answer. Because I didn't know what the hell to say. So I said nothing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Warning : This story contains abuse, torture, force (not between the couple), murder, and violence. And many more things that might triggerd you. If you're not comfortable with such content, please do not read.

Tropes Second chance in love Single dad Soft romance Forced Marriage + Arrange marriage Emotional past of male lead Best mother son duo

‹‹ 𝗔𝗸𝘀𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗿𝗮 𝘅 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝘃𝗶 𝗦𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗮 ›› ➺ A College Love Story ∞ 𝐃𝐢𝐥 𝐤𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐭𝐞 𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐣𝐡𝐭𝐞 𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐩𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐧... 𝐀𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐤 𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐣𝐡 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐧, 𝐭𝐨𝐡 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐣𝐡𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧." ××××××××××××××××××× "She never loved me." But before she could finish her sentence, I pulled her closer by her wrist firm, not harsh. She gasped, her palm landing on my chest for balance, but I didn't care. "Look in my eyes and say it, Sanvi." My voice was low, breaking at the edges. "Look at me and say every fucking moment meant nothing. That you never loved me." Her lips parted, her eyes trembling with unshed tears. She hesitated. Then-her gaze turned cold. "I never loved you, Akshat," she whispered. Silence. Her words fell between us like shattered glass- small, sharp, impossible to ignore. My chest tightened. My ears buzzed. She doesn't mean it. She can't mean it. "I liked you, but not anymore. It was just infatuation." The final nail in the coffin. I dragged in a breath, but it never reached my lungs. Lies. ×××××××××××××××××××× They met in college. Two quiet souls who spoke more through glances than words. He was her best friend's brother... She was his quiet in a noisy world. From strangers to friends. From best friends to lovers. And then- A heartbreak time couldn't fix. Because some stories don't end, they simply pause until fate presses play again. For cute spoilers & aesthetic sneak peeks: @_authorjaani_7 ××××××××××××××××××××

Do anjaane ajnabi Chale bandhne bandhan Haaye re dil mein hai yeh uljhan Milkar kya bolein Kya bolein, kya bolein Re milkar kya bolein. MIHIR X VANYA 1. FOUND FAMILY 2. STRANGERS TO LOVERS 3. INTROVERT X INTROVERT 4. GRUMPY X GRUMPY 5. MARRIAGE OF CONVIENCE 6. ARRANGED MARRIAGE 7. HE FELL FIRST, SHE FELL HARDER "Somewhere between shared meals and soft laughter, they stopped being an arrangement and started being home." He agreed to the marriage thinking it was simply the right thing to do-a decision made with logic, not emotion. A requirement, nothing more. Love wasn't expected... but peace was. And then there was her. She slipped into his life so gently that he didn't even notice when she became his favorite part of the day. Her presence felt easy, her smile familiar, her care unspoken yet constant. He fell first-quietly, steadily-through shared meals, soft laughter, and the comfort of knowing she was there. She fell later. But when she did, she fell harder. For her, he became home. Not because of the marriage, but because of the way he chose her every day-without pressure, without hesitation. There was no force, no fear, only warmth and gratitude for a decision that turned out better than they imagined. An arranged marriage where love grows naturally, happiness feels effortless, and two hearts meet with certainty instead of doub A soft slow-burn romance filled with warmth, trust, and the kind of love that feels like peace. 🤍✨

"She loved him in silence. He found love when he least believed in it." Naina grew up next door to Agastya - her brother's best friend, her teenage crush, her first and only love. While he chased his dreams of becoming an IPS officer in Delhi, she stayed behind, holding on to unspoken feelings and quiet heartbreaks. Years passed. Agastya returned - not as the boy she once adored, but as a man carrying the weight of loss, fatherhood, and responsibilities that hardened his heart. Now a single father to little Angad, Agastya has shut the door on love, dedicating his life to duty and his son. But when fate weaves Naina back into his everyday life - not just as the girl next door, but as someone their families want him to marry - something shifts. She fell first, and she fell hard. But this time, maybe... just maybe, he'll fall harder. Ps : My first language is not HINDI , I'm sorry if i made any mistake. Feel free to correct me🙂 Trops ✿ Arranged marriage ✿ Single father ✿ Age gap ✿ Slow burn ✿ Oneside love ✿ She fell first, he fell harder

An Indian High School Romance where eyes talk more than words.... ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Meet my Two Individuals SHIVAAY SHARMA is a Commerce topper, an ambivert who is straightforward with everyone-except one person. Known as the school's Centre of Attraction, he is a blend of a nerd with glasses and a hot physique, making him the Popular Guy everyone notices. As the Head Boy of the school, Shivaay exudes charm and intellect. BHAWNA TRIVEDI, on the other hand, is a Science topper. She is introverted, blunt, and strict, preferring to keep a low profile despite her popularity due to her striking looks. She despises being in the limelight and harbors a strong distaste for love. As the Head Girl of the school, she carries herself with an air of discipline and authority. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Dive into this story full of unrequited love, destiny, comedy, friendship, and the trials of school life. Told through a series of flashbacks, this slow-burn narrative will capture the essence of youth, relationships, and the bittersweet journey of growing up. MULTICOUPLE STORY: Each couple brings a different trope to life, weaving together various dynamics that will keep you hooked. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ DISCLAIMER: THE IDEA IS MINE AND I WON'T TOLERATE THE COPYING OF MY BOOK. BUT CRITICISM AND FEEDBACK ARE ALWAYS WELCOME 🙏 🤗 THANKYOU FOR CHOOSING MY BOOK AND HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT TIME READING IT!!!!!