Three years ago, Silas Vesper walked away from the world as a man who could still pretend he had control. He returns to the Vesper estate as something far colder. The halls still gleam with legacy. Power still lingers in every carved archway. But the man who once commanded empires now moves through his own home like a ghost - silent, distant, untouchable. The accident took his legs. Betrayal took his trust. Guilt hollowed out whatever was left. He has no interest in healing. No interest in hope. And absolutely no intention of being seen. And then she walks in. Iris Sterling. The country's most sought-after physiotherapist. The woman known for rebuilding shattered bodies and resurrecting men who had already buried themselves. She does not believe in lost causes. She does not accept defeat. And she certainly does not cower before brooding billionaires who weaponize silence. Silas makes it clear: he does not want her help. Iris makes it clearer: she isn't asking. What begins as mandatory rehabilitation becomes a brutal war of wills. She pushes. He retreats. She challenges. He lashes out. Every session crackles with restrained fury. Every touch lingers a second too long. Every glance dares the other to break first. Because beneath Silas's icy control lives a man terrified of wanting again. And Iris has made a career out of teaching broken people that they are still whole. But this time, the patient doesn't just resist the treatment. He resists her. He resists the heat simmering beneath his anger. He resists the dangerous possibility that he is still a man capable of being desired. And Iris? She has never backed down from an impossible case. Even if saving him means losing herself. In a house built on legacy and secrets, where grief lingers like perfume and power tastes like sin, two wounded souls collide in a battle neither of them is prepared to win. Because the hardest thing to mend isn't the body. It's the belief that you deserve to be loved.

At twenty-six, Dr. Anastasia Blair has perfected the art of control. Tight schedules. Quiet nights. A life built around keeping her four-year-old niece Jennifer safe - and keeping her own secrets buried. Everything works... Until the night he comes back. Ethan Thornwell. Her husband in name. Her mistake in memory. Her undoing in every way she swore she'd never feel again. He arrives at her door at midnight, suitcase in hand, clothes rumpled from travel, eyes burning like he already owns the room. "Missed me? Dear wife," he drawls, that devilish smirk curling at the corner of his mouth. Anastasia hates that her breath catches. Hates that he notices. "You're not supposed to be here," she snaps, pushing the door - but Ethan's faster. His hand slides to her waist, firm and familiar, pinning her gently but inescapably against the wall. He leans in, so close she can feel the warmth of him, the command in his presence, the way he still fits against her like a memory she tried to erase. "I plan on doing a lot of things I'm not supposed to, Anna..." His lips brush her ear, sending a shiver down her spine she wishes she could hide. "And most of them involve you." Her pulse betrays her. Her skin betrays her. Everything in her betrays her. He steps into her house like he never left - like the space remembers him too. And then Jennie's sleepy voice rings out. Her eyes widen. She runs straight toward him with pure joy. "Daddaaa!" Ethan catches her effortlessly, lifting her with strong arms that used to hold Anastasia the same way. His gaze finds Anastasia over Jennie's shoulder, dark, certain, claiming. He didn't come for forgiveness. He didn't come to talk. He came because he's done letting her run. But Anastasia's chest tightens with a truth she's fought to forget: With all that has happened in the past, she's not sure she can ever let him in again. Even if a small, treacherous part of her still burns at the sound of his voice.

Book 2 : Modern monarch AU Aditri, the beloved princess of Vijaynagar, has always belonged to Aryamaan Singh Ranawat, the second prince of Aryavrat. She has loved him her whole life, dreaming of the day they would be together. But after stepping into his world as his bride, she discovers that nothing is as it seemed. Promises shatter, illusions crumble . She was promised to him but turns out he was promised to someone else . How will Aditri win him back or she will give up once she found out the truth ?

𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒑𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒄. 𝑺𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒏𝒕. He handed her divorce papers on their wedding night. She accepted them without flinching. Kyraan Pratap Chauhan didn't do marriages. He did contracts. with an expiry date already signed. Rahee Advani didn't do vulnerability. She did silence. The kind that made people uncomfortable enough to look away. One arrangement. One year. One contract that was supposed to fix everything - except the two people inside it. He was cold because grief had made him that way. She was composed because life had left her no other choice. Neither of them was looking for something real. But some things don't wait to be looked for. ╰┈➤Amid Headlines and Signatures is a slow burn, gut wrenching story about two people who were never meant to stay - and everything that unraveled before they had to leave. Arranged marriage · Secret marriage · Grumpy x Grumpy · CEO x Brand Ambassador · Haters to Lovers · He Falls First and Harder · She Leaves. He Follows. Volume One: The Beginning of the End જ⁀➴ started on : 17 April 2026

Some debts are paid in money. Others demand pieces of your soul. When Risha Verma's family café is destroyed and her father's life hangs by a thread after a devastating heart condition, desperation corners her into a choice she never imagined making. A single contract. Nine months. One secret that could change everything. The arrangement is simple on paper. Stay silent. Follow the rules. Never get emotionally involved. But behind the polished walls of power and wealth lies a world stitched together with control, buried rage, family wars, and dangerous truths, that refuse to stay hidden. And the deeper Risha sinks into it, the more she realizes that some scars do not heal quietly. They bleed beneath the skin.

Katha was only 25 when she chose her daughter over her husband. Vedant wanted a son. When Vedika was born, he withdrew-never holding her, never celebrating her, never seeing her as more than a burden. So Katha did what generations of women were told not to- she divorced him. She left. She walked away from silence, from a loveless marriage, and from a house that never saw her daughter. She returned home to Kashi, hoping to rebuild something soft, safe, and loving for Vedika. What she didn't expect... was Rudraksh Thakur. Her first love. Her ex boyfriend. The boy who broke her. Now a man who won't stop fighting to earn her back. Where Vedant failed, Rudraksh rises. As a father to Vedika. As a lover to Katha. Because no matter what time took from him-she was always his. But after everything.. he did to her in the past... Will Katha be able to give him a second chance? Will Katha let herself be loved again-by the man who once shattered her? **** "Rudraksh... I have a daughter..." Katha whispered against his lips. His hand slid to her bare waist beneath the saree, pulling her closer, his lips brushing against her neck. Slowly, he began to kiss her there. She gasped, but he didn't stop. "No, Katha..." he murmured, voice low and certain. "Vedika is our daughter." Tropes: • Single Mother x First love • Second Chances • Obsessive but Soft Hero • Small Town / Kashi Romance • Old school Romance