"Kabir Malhotra, a 25-year-old, young, handsome, gym freak, always a hot topic among girls. He's known to be rude and doesn't care about anyone except his younger brother, Kiaan Malhotra, and his father. Coming from a privileged background, he's used to getting everything without even asking. However, he has no idea what a mother's love feels like, except for being emotionally blackmailed to get things done by his mother. On the other hand, we have Aadhira Sharma, a 21-year-old, tall, smart, elegant girl with a wheatish complexion. She comes from a middle-class family and struggles to meet her basic needs. Graduating from her hometown of Ranchi, she works as a coaching teacher, always hiding her dreams in the corner of her eyes. She didn't receive love from her father, but her mother and brother are her rock and the reason she keeps going. Interestingly, Aadhira's father is friends with Kabir's mother, and although Kabir and Aadhira never liked each other, Kabir share a good bond with Aadhira's Father jst like friends Except for those occasional interactions, they never took any interest in each other. But what will happen when circumstances force them to get married? Will they ever develop feelings for each other? Get ready to uncover the "Unraveled Destinies"of their lives and find out what lies ahead in their story! 😉

"𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨... 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐨! 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞!" 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐫- "𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲, 𝐏𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞... 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐤. 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐬. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐦 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮- 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞." 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞. 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫.

He ruled the underworld. She lived in a temple. He was feared. She was forgotten. Aryan Singh Rathore had everything-power, money, weapons, men. But peace? Never. Then one rainy evening in Jammu City, while escaping an assassination attempt, he stepped into an old temple. And saw her. Imlie. A girl who looked at him without fear. Without greed. Without knowing who he was. For the first time in thirty years, Aryan wanted something he couldn't buy. Her. But when a devil falls for an angel, does he learn to love? Or does he destroy everything beautiful just to keep it his?

ANANTA * AVIRAKSH "Ananta carried softness in her soul." "Aviraksh carried death in his hands." "She was everything pure he was never meant to touch." "And he was everything dangerous she should have feared." "But once Aviraksh Singh Rathore decided Ananta was his..." "Even fate itself couldn't take her away from him." Ananta Bedi believes her biggest problem is being too soft for a cruel world. Kind-hearted, emotional, and impossible to hate, she spends her days surviving university life, loving animals more than people, and secretly writing dark romance novels at night while living a simple life in Mumbai with her overprotective mother. Far away in Banaras, Aviraksh Singh Rathore rules the underworld with fear in his hands and blood on his name. Ruthless. Untouchable. Dangerous enough to make grown men tremble. People fear him like death itself. And Aviraksh prefers it that way. But when fate unexpectedly drags Ananta into a world she was never meant to enter, the line between obsession, danger, and love begins to blur. Because monsters don't fall in love gently. And soft-hearted girls were never meant to survive men like Aviraksh Singh Rathore.

~𝑪𝒉𝒉𝒐𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒌𝒂𝒃𝒉𝒊, 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒂 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒌𝒂𝒃𝒉𝒊 𝑱𝒐 𝒅𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒈𝒂 𝒕𝒖𝒎 𝒔𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒅 𝒈𝒂𝒚𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒇𝒂𝒂 𝒌𝒂~ She stepped back as he advanced, her spine hitting the wall. "𝐘-𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭... 𝐰-𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨-" He leaned in, palm flat beside her head, his breath brushing her skin. "𝐓𝐮𝐦 𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐢 𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐢 𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢... 𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐧 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐧?" Her chest tightened, breath uneven. "𝐏-𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞..." His fingers grazed her waist, slow and deliberate. "𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞... 𝐚𝐛 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐢 𝐡𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢" And her breath- Gone. . . . . 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐗 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐚

««1980𝐬-90𝐬»» He was the storm everyone feared. She was the sunshine everyone loved. Ashwath Chouhan has everything a man could ask for wealth, power, respect, and a name that commands attention. Yet his world has always been built on silence and control. Dhairvi Singh is soft where he is hard, gentle where he is ruthless, and far too innocent for the world she is about to enter. Bound together by an arranged marriage, they are strangers under one roof. But sometimes, fate writes the most beautiful love stories between two people who never asked for them. © Autumn Writes[2025]

Mouli Kapoor, 26, Is the best neurosurgeon in the Netherlands, ruling the neurosurgery ward with unmatched precision and authority. Feared as a "psycho" by many, she despises unnecessary conversations, loud noises, and anyone invading her personal space. Cold, reserved, and distant, she speaks only when absolutely necessary. While the world knows her as a brilliant doctor, the underground knows her as "Poison Rose," an undefeated street fighter. The only person she willingly talks to is her elder brother, keeping the rest of her family at arm's length. Vaidik Baweja, 32, Is a ruthless kingpin who controls a vast global network of illegal alcohol supply and cocaine trafficking, ruling the underworld with unmatched power and fear. His name alone is enough to make people tremble, and no one dares to cross him. Cold and merciless in business, he shows a completely different side only to his family. His greatest weakness is his one-year-old daughter, Siara Vaidik Baweja, whom he loves beyond measure. After his wife abandoned him and their newborn for another man, Vaidik grew to despise women, keeping his heart closed to everyone except his family and his beloved daughter.

Sneha Oberoi's life was simple-college, friends, and dreams she was quietly chasing. Until one unexpected encounter turned her world upside down. Samarth Singh Yaduvanshi and his brother Ritik Singh Yaduvanshi weren't people you just noticed-they were people you felt. Powerful, composed, and completely out of her league, they had no reason to even remember her. But they did. A glance. A fleeting moment. A spark that refused to be ignored. What started as a chance meeting turned into lingering glances, unspoken tension, and a connection neither of them could explain. She tried to stay indifferent. He tried to keep his distance. But some feelings don't wait. Some hearts don't follow the rules. And some stories... begin even when they're not supposed to. TROOPS:- Grumpy CEO,mafia × Sunshine College Girl He Fell First (and Harder) Soft Romance Slow-Burn Love Forbidden Feelings Acts of Service Love Language Found Comfort Emotional Restraint 4-4-2026: #1 in softromance

Rudransh singh rajput, a man of disciples and rules. A man who doesn't even think twice before killing someone who dared to defy him. A man who was once kind and playful son but now a cold and ruthless king of Rajasthan. Shivanya malhotra, an innocent and naive girl who is the sunshine of others lives but hers? A dark and traumatic past left many scars that are hard to forgive let alone forgive. But still her kindness and smile are never gone. She still believes that one day her life would change and she would be happy. Her life changed but... will she be happy or does she still have to face more challenges in her life? An arranged marriage which binds only two families but not the two souls. A girl who is forced to act happy in front of all. The people who is supposed to love and protect her were the ones who destroyed her. But her last hope crushed when her husband, whom she thought will be different crushed her hopes under his shoe. Sure.. This is an arranged marriage story for the ones who loves to see the red flag turns into a green forest like me... But it isn't over guys... It is not the simple arranged marriage but hella complicated story with many twists and turns so be ready to stop the story in middle of a chapter just to process everything and bang your head on the wall when you are not able to process. Trust me guys you will love it because it's a story not from a writer but from a reader who knows what your heart craves to read. Be ready to join in the roller coaster ride of ansh and ansh ki jaan.. Tropes: Grumpy X sunshine Age gap Arranged marriage Possessive and obsessed male lead She fell first but he fell harder King and mafia story This story contains mature content like violence, sexual assault, physical and mental abuse. So kindly skip if you are not comfortable. Guys I am not able to write whole description here so I request you all to read the first part i.e, description and then decide whether you want to read or not.

*Read RUYA for better understanding* VILLAIN'S AFSAANA BOOK1 They said time heals everything. But for Zarar Jatoi, time only taught him how to live without feeling. He was a man carved out of grief - all suit, silence, and shadows. The kind of man who once loved so deeply that when death took her, it took him too. Not his heartbeat, not his breath - but everything else that made him human. He stopped smiling. Stopped hoping. He moved through life like a ghost in a tailored suit, untouched by the world, unbothered by light. And then - she came. Noor. A girl in purple, with sunlight in her laugh and a recklessness that made the walls around him flicker. She wasn't supposed to matter. She wasn't supposed to see him - really see him. But she did. And slowly, painfully, relentlessly - she began pulling him back from the edge. Not with grand gestures, not with loud declarations, but with her presence. Her chaos. Her light. This isn't a love story. It's a story about the war between grief and healing. Between darkness and the girl who dared to walk into it barefoot, uninvited, and full of color. It's the story of Zarar Jatoi - and the girl named Noor, who became his Rahat when he believed he no longer deserved one.