Sitara Mehra has one obsession: Samar Kapoor, the superstar cricketer she's been obsessed with for years. She knows his interviews by heart, can quote his stats in her sleep, and has dreamed of meeting him... though she'd never imagined it would actually happen. When Sitara starts her master's at university, she doesn't expect her roommate Meher to be anyone special. That is, until she discovers Meher is Samar's cousin. Close friendship, playful secrets, and shared stories pull Sitara closer to the world she's only admired from afar. Little does she know, Samar has been silently noticing her long before they met, captivated by her genuine love for him, her quirks, and the little things that make her... Sitara. From awkward meet-cutes to flustered encounters, stolen glances, and the heart-throbbing realization that her fantasy might not be just a dream, this is a story about love that's cute, chaotic, and completely irresistible. Tropes: • Cricketer BF x Commoner GF • Cute, simple love • Celebrity love • She fell first, he fell harder • Modern-day romance 🏅#1 in Cricket love story

𝘼 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨... 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙮. "𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞?" 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐥𝐲. "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." 𝘼𝙙𝙫𝙞𝙠𝙖 𝙈𝙚𝙝𝙧𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮-𝙎𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛. 𝙃𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙨, 𝙖 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙩 𝙚𝙮𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙨. 𝘽𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙋𝘾𝙊𝘿, 𝙬𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙜𝙜𝙡𝙚𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙮 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝘼𝙗𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙪 𝙎𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙙𝙞𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮-𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣. 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙧, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙗𝙟𝙚𝙘𝙩, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙚𝙙, 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙. 𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 - 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚, 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙘𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙛𝙛

Aarya Verma is in her late twenties, navigating a world where loneliness has become her shadow. Once the vibrant heart of every gathering, she now retreats into herself, watching as love blooms for everyone but her. After facing heartbreak and shattered dreams, Aarya has given up on the idea of romance. Instead, she's ready to embrace a practical marriage-one chosen by her family, built on respect and stability. Love, she believes, is a luxury meant for fairy tales, not her reality. Shivansh Singh, in his early thirties, is the accomplished CEO of a thriving tech startup in Gurugram. Despite his success, his world revolves around his parents and his adorable 4-year-old nephew, who sees him as a hero. With his brother and sister-in-law caught up in their lives as ER doctors, Shivansh has stepped in as the little one's anchor. But his parents have a new priority-finding him a wife. Shivansh, however, views marriage through a lens of practicality, not passion. After all, his own heartbreak taught him that love is overrated. When Aarya and Shivansh enter a marriage of convenience, they expect nothing more than companionship and stability. But life has a way of challenging even the most well-laid plans. Will their hearts defy their logic? Can love blossom in a relationship born out of necessity? Or will they prove that love is, indeed, not a requirement for a fulfilling life? Dive into A Match Made in Silence, a story of two hearts finding their rhythm in a world where silence speaks louder than words. Tropes He fell first, she fell harder Marriage of convenience Arranged Love Marriage Overexplainer Male Lead X Overthinker Female Lead Sunshine X Sunshine ⚠️ Note: This story contains mature themes. Clear warnings will be provided before chapters with sensitive content. Achievements: Rank #2 out of 120k #Delhi Rank #1 out OF 54.4K #Chapter Rank #76 out of 1.53M #Life Rank #132 out of 354k on #Lovestory Rank #1 out of 2.1k #Lifegoeson

𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝗼𝗳 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀. 𝗗𝗿. 𝗔𝗮𝗿𝘆𝗮𝗵𝗶 𝗠𝗲𝗵𝘁𝗮 has three rules: 1. No distractions. 2. No attachments. 3. Definitely, definitely no falling in love with flirty boys who smile like trouble. Enters 𝗞𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝗞𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗼𝗿 CEO by day, chaos by personality, and a full-time problem in her perfectly controlled life. He calls her "Sohniye." She calls him "Gadhedo." Everyone else just calls it chemistry. She saves lives with logic. He lives like he's writing his own rom-com. But when fate throws them into the same orbit he tries everything in his power to make her smile to break her walls, bend her rules, and prove that life is meant to be lived, not just managed. She says he's impossible. He says she's in denial. Writer says: Let the drama begin. Because some people are like storms unexpected, overwhelming, and exactly what your heart needed. And maybe... even the most guarded hearts can bloom in the dark.

Top 1 in India [21/02/26] #Book 2 of Rathore's brother series ISHANI VIKRAM RAJPUT The wife of Vikram Rajput, Ishani is an innocent and kind-hearted young woman who hails from a humble middle-class family. Deprived of love and affection from her parents, she naively believed that marriage would bring her the warmth and care she always longed for. However, her dreams were shattered when she found herself in a toxic and abusive marriage. "Maa, please, I want to come home," she pleaded desperately. Her mother replied coldly, "Even if you die, don't come to our house-you are nothing but a burden to us." DEVANSH SINGH RATHORE Brother-in-law of Ishani and a single hot DAD,cold man and soft hearted only for his daughter(love) "A successful businessman and secretive mafia head, he exudes a calm aura that sends shivers down everyone's spine. After mysteriously leaving India five years ago, he returns with no explanation, a man full of secrets. He speaks only when necessary; his eyes do the rest, sending a chilling message with just one glance." Chlta firta BOMB both from looks and Nature ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ "Dedicated to all the girls who yearn for love, both soft and dangerous." ⚠️WARNING: This book contains mature content. there is a mention of abuse,suicide,rape,depression and murder(not by male lead) read only if you comfortable...

This is a story of four brothers. The brothers who are ready to sacrifice their lives for each other in childhood but what will happen when they grow up and find their partners. Will their partners also understand their love for each other or Will they try to create conflict between them? It is a multicouple story. The story will involve brotherhood, bromance and romance at the same time.

❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |

✔️ COMPLETED VIEWER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. His name alone could end wars. JEON JUNGKOOK. A name that echoed in blood-soaked alleys and gold-laced corridors alike. The mere whisper of "Jeon" sent shivers down the spine of politicians, tycoons, and criminals alike. His enemies prayed not to see him; his allies prayed he wouldn't forget them. He isn't just the most powerful mafia in the country - he is power. He didn't order killings - he performed them. He didn't forgive - he forgot you ever existed. And when he snapped, cities burned. No court dared touch him. No woman could own him. No law could bind him. BECAUSE HE IS THE LAW. She was soft - too soft for his hands. Too gentle for his gaze. Too kind for his world. But he wanted her. No... he needed her. Y/N was everything Jeon Jungkook had never known he was missing. A college girl with eyes like prayer and a heart that forgave before it judged. She waved at children, fed stray cats, smiled at elders, and bowed at strangers. Her world was painted in light. He was dipped in blood. He saw her once, and never again was the same. Jungkook kept her. Like a secret. Like a possession. Like his last breath. She gave him peace, a strange stillness he didn't understand but refused to lose. She didn't argue. She listened. She stayed. She asked him one night in a quiet whisper, "Do you love me, Jungkook?" He smiled, eyes dark, brushing her cheek with fingers that had pulled triggers. "I'll stab you in your heart and kiss you while you're bleeding from your mouth, my precious. If this makes you feel that I love you... Then I love you so much." CLICK ON START READING FOR MORE...BECAUSE I KNOW YOU'VE BEEN ACHING FOR IT!

Not all love stories are soft. Some come with fire, fury... and unforgettable scars. They weren't just in love - They were obsessed. Addicted. Destroyed. Isha Mehra - graceful, grounded, and deeply in love. Kabir Oberoi - a wild, untamed soul with music in his veins and anger in his blood.He was the kind of man girls lost sleep over. A voice that could bring heaven to its knees. A smile that could melt sin. Every girl wanted him - But he? He only ever wanted her. She was the anchor to his storm. The one who could calm his raging anger with a single look. But then- One night. One incident. One mistake. And everything fell apart. Now, years later, she's built a new life. Successful business woman. And he's a broken rockstar with fire in his eyes and poison on his tongue. burning in the spotlight, still carrying the ashes of their past. The pain. The betrayal. The questions left unanswered. And the love that never really died. what really happened years ago? What was that one night... that tore them apart forever? What did she lose? And what did he never forgive? A love so deep shouldn't have ended. But it did. Now it's back-darker, fiercer, and burning with the weight of everything unsaid. ____ "Then burn me," I whispered, close enough to feel the brush of his breath against my cheek. "I'm not afraid of you." He smirked at my words. Then he lowered the gun. Slowly. Deliberately. It slid from my forearm, grazing over the sensitive skin of my wrist, tracing the curve of my elbow, then drifting along my shoulder with a deliberate, torturous slowness. He dragged it lower, the barrel brushing along my Breasts over my ni**les, as if daring me to react. My breath hitched. "You know what I could do to you... right here, right now," he murmured, voice low, dark. ____ This isn't just love. This is Mistaken Love. And it begins now. This book contains~ She fell first and harder Mysterious Revenge Betrayal Misunderstanding Violence Alcohol Abuse

A medical college where friendships bloom, dreams take shape, and rules are meant to be broken! Kritika-a fearless, rebellious troublemaker who believes life is meant to be lived on her own terms. Ayaan-a young, soft-spoken yet strict professor, dedicated to his duty as a doctor and mentor. For Kritika and her group of friends-Aryan, Arjun, Archu, Raghav, and Jenny-third year is all about fun, friendships, and a little mischief. But when Kritika finds herself constantly clashing with Ayaan, the one professor who refuses to tolerate her recklessness, things start to take an unexpected turn. Between classroom debates, stolen glances, and moments that shouldn't mean anything but somehow do-lines begin to blur. In a world where rules matter, will Kritika and Ayaan dare to cross a line that wasn't meant to be crossed? ____________ "Stop it. We're in college. Behave," I warned softly, trying not to melt into him. But he wasn't listening. His fingers slid under the hem of my top, slowly, deliberately, until they touched the bare skin of my lower back. His touch was warm, teasing. "Ayaan!" I breathed, but it came out more like a plea than a warning. "What?" he asked, voice sinfully soft. "You don't want me to give a good speech? Hmm, Kritika?" He leaned in, pressing his forehead against mine, his breath hot against my lips. "I think you want me to fail. That's why you're holding back." My hands clutched the front of his shirt. "I'm not-God, you're insane." "No," he murmured. "I'm just mad about you." #RomCom #enemiestolover #StudentProfessorRomance #MedicalCollege #ForbiddenLove #Friendship #LoveAndChaos