"𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘦?" 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵. 𝘏𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘥. "𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺, 𝘮𝘶𝘫𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘩𝘪 𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘢. 𝘔𝘶𝘫𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘢𝘫 𝘬𝘢𝘭 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘪 𝘣𝘢𝘢𝘵 𝘬𝘢 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘩𝘪 𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘵𝘢." 🦋 Life as a medical resident is already hard for Poorvi. It gets more complicated when she crosses paths with an old classmate, who's now a bollywood star. Samar is already too cheeky for her liking, and drama follows him everywhere. Poorvi finds herself unsure if she's more annoyed by his fame or by how much he's starting to grow on her. After getting his name on three blockbusters in a year, Samar involuntarily lands himself in a hospital. But somehow, the doctor treating him seems to be doing more for his recovery than any IV drip could. Poorvi is all about rules, boundaries, and keeping her private life exactly that: private. Samar thrives in the spotlight, where boundaries blur and emotions often spill over. Doctors are too busy to date, and actors apparently never commit. 🦋 𝘛𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘴: 𝘈𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘹 𝘋𝘰𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘙𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘎𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘺 𝘹 𝘚𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘖𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘈𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘏𝘦 𝘍𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘍𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘊𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 Trigger Warning: Eating Disorder, Depression, Suicidal Ideation, Abuse, Cheating (not between main characters)

Niharika and Kushaan are the integrated part of eachother's lives. As long as they both remember their childhood-the other one had always been in it. Their friendship didn't begin with a "hi" or a "hello." It was almost as if God had written it long before they were born. Their fathers were best friends, and somehow, they inherited that bond without ever trying. They were best friends... until being friends weren't enough. And the biggest question was-could they ever find their way back to friendship, or create something even more beautiful? Read to find out, what circumstances exactly told them that being friends wasn't enough? ✦ 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 ✦ • 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 • 𝑬𝒙𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝑩𝒖𝒓𝒏 • 𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅/𝑭𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 • 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 • 𝑯𝒆 𝑭𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕, 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝑭𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓 • 𝑺𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𐙚 𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, - 𝑨𝒓𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒂 ✦ 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒓

✎ᝰ.𝐀 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 ⋆𖦹⋆ˎˊ˗ He was born for cricket. In the stadiums of his city, he was already a legend. Every swing of his bat - a warning. Every smirk - a challenge. 𝐓𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐧, the state's rising cricket star. Arrogant. Untouchable. Addicted to winning. And ? 𝐒𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 A fiery first-year media student with a pen sharp enough to cut egos - and the courage to question names that made others bow. She didn't chase stories. She exposed them. He was her assignment. She became his obsession. He hated her defiance. She hated his arrogance. They both refused to back down. Same college. Same battleground. Every encounter - 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓. Every glance - 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆. He doesn't lose. She doesn't bow And before the world knew his name, He made sure she never forgot it. She thought she was writing his story. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭. The stubborn, firecracker reporter who called him - "𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘁 𝗧𝘆𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁" and made the world see his cracks. Rules were broken. Lines were crossed. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 ────୨ৎ────

𝐓𝐮 𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧... 𝐓𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐚-𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐚 𝐬𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢... 𝐓𝐮 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐡-𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐡 𝐬𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢... 𝐌𝐮𝐣𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐭𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐭𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐫𝐚... 𝐏𝐚𝐥 𝐞𝐤 𝐩𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚... 𝐓𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐣𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚... Shaurya Dixit was everything the world admired - disciplined, brilliant, untouchable. Calm on the outside, unreadable within. Success followed him like a shadow, but so did silence. Aarohi Sharma was fire wrapped in laughter - ambitious, fearless, and the heart of every room she walked into. Yet behind her confidence lived a girl who had learned to survive without leaning on anyone. When a new academic rival enters her perfectly controlled world, sparks don't just fly - they collide. What begins as competition slowly turns into something neither of them is prepared to face. Because sometimes love isn't loud. Sometimes it grows in stolen glances, unfinished arguments, and feelings left unsaid. But when pride stands where confession should, even the strongest hearts can break. And some love stories... don't end when they're supposed to. ----⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ♡ ･:*ೃ࿔⋆---- Original work by author_avani Cover made by me

Book 1 where he fell first. ~♥︎♥︎♥︎~ A Girl creates an Instagram account where her schoolmates can confess their feelings to their crushes without revealing their identity. The twist comes when the Most Popular Boy of the school reveals about his secret crush and it turns her life upside down, giving her a chance to taste the sweetness of young first love. ~♥︎♥︎♥︎~ ★ Vinisha Sharma ★ The Good girl, an introvert, born topper, sweet, innocent, kind and beautiful. Books are her comfort place and romance is her favourite genre. All her life she's been a hopeless romantic. Looking for nothing but love. A kind of love which is only found in books. And then, she meets a boy who becomes her sunshine. Turning her fictional love into reality. ~♥︎♥︎♥︎~ ★ Aryan Malhotra ★ The Bad boy, an extrovert, flirty, tall & handsome, good at sports but bad in studies. A god-gifted face with a dimple. He was everything a girl wanted but he only wanted and needed her. He never thought that he will fall for someone completely opposite of him. But he fell.... hard. He never had expectations but just one hope. He tried to resist but failed. As she became his desire, addiction, obsession and a never ending temptation. ~♥︎♥︎♥︎~ Join this tale of first love that refreshes our school memories and gives birth to a lot of butterflies in our tummy throughout the story!

Book #1 from RECKLESS HEARTS SERIES ִ ࣪𖤐 ────୨ৎ──── 𝐀𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧 and 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐒𝐲𝐞𝐝 were childhood enemies who couldn't stand each other-until one day, they couldn't resist each other. Just as their bickering turned into love, a heartbreaking misunderstanding tore them apart, and Ayra left India, leaving Ashar behind. Years later, Ayra is back, as an adult successful woman. When 𝐐𝐚𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐤-a perfect gentleman who sweeps her off her feet, enters her life. When she began to grow closer to him, Ashar returns, determined to win her back. Caught between her past and present, Ayra must decide, can she trust Ashar again, or will Qais be her future? But when hidden truths are revealed, Ayra learns that not everything is as it seems. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬' 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 is a game of love and rivalry, where past wounds run deep, and only one heart can win.

One step forward, two steps back. Try having your boyfriend break up with you and not even an hour later, you see that same ex all happy and giggly with your best friend. Understandably so, you would wish that you can go back in time to redo everything again. For Avery Barber, that wasn't just wishful thinking. When she woke up the next day, she found herself in the past. She hasn't even dated the guy who will eventually break her heart in the future. Now she has to relive each day with nothing but her memories and a whistle from her ex's best friend.

....˖☆𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 + 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞☆˖.... "You can't marry him Vaani" I said staring deep in her eyes gritting my teeth my chest tighten with unfamiliar and unbearable pain , just the thought of her being with someone else kills me so much. "Why?" She asked adding salt on my wounds anger consumed me at this moment, while tightening my grip on her arms and pulling her closer I let out a painful chuckle and said " Because he don't deserve someone like you he deserves someone much better" I could feel the burn in my eyes, my tears are fighting to rolled down my eyes but I didn't let them , hurting her is hurting me more than she could imagine. She remained silent tears rolled down her eyes damage caused by my words were clearly visible in her eyes , I am dying to hug her comfort her but the betrayal the, damge ,the pain I am carrying all these years stopped me from doing so. "Do you hate me this much Nirvaan?" She asked in painful voice looking straight in my eyes , my heart clenched painfully on her condition , I wiped her tears and whispered so softly that she can't hear it. "𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── "Aap ke ye aanshu humare zakhmo pe namak ka kaam karte hai Vaani " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ★𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐏𝐔𝐓★ " I was thrown in dark dead night enough times to realise I am not worthy to meet sunshine" ★𝐍𝐈𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃★ "I am dying to be her sunshine so bright to her dark dead night yet, so warm to melt away all her pain" ______________

I see her... she's standing in my room, glowing. Draped in a deep red saree that hugs her curves like it was stitched by desire itself. Her long hair flows down in soft waves, her maang tikka catching the light. Her lips-those familiar, infuriating, plump lips-glossed and slightly parted. She looks... like a bride. My bride. I forget to breathe. The room is quiet, dimly lit. She doesn't say a word-just looks at me. Not shy, not bold. Just... there. As if she belongs. My steps are slow as I walk toward her. My hand lifts on its own, trailing gently along the silk of her saree until it reaches her bare waist. Warm. Soft. Real. She doesn't flinch. Her eyes hold mine, and I'm not sure if my heart is racing or stopping. My gaze drops to her lips. God. I lean in, one hand resting on her waist, the other brushing her cheek. Her breath warms mine. My eyes flutter shut, lips just inches from hers... Knock. Knock. I freeze. My lips hover, not touching. "Who's knocking?" I whisper, eyes still closed. She giggles. "Open your eyes and see." I frown. Knock. Knock. Knock. Louder now. Her voice begins to fade. "Open your eyes, Aarav..." she whispered near my lips. ____ She came to the city chasing her dreams. He became the distraction she never saw coming. And what will happen when Aarav and Priya's fathers clash with each other? To find the answers to all these questions, you'll have to read this story. So please read this story and shower it with lots of love. And don't forget to follow me! 🤞😘💖

A girl who believed in the divinity of the heavens. A man who dragged her into the depths of his own hell. Aadhya expected a man like her Mahadev ~a protector who would offer her the peace of the mountains and a love that felt like a prayer. She dreamed of a soulmate who would walk beside her in the light, shielding her with divinity. Instead, the universe gave her a storm. She was a vision of purity in ivory silk until he turned her world into a graveyard. She believed she could outrun the shadow of a man who moves with the grace of a predator and rules with a heart of iron. She thought if she ran far enough, she could find a life where he didn't exist. She was wrong. Ram is a monster to the world, but a slave to his own dark devotion. He doesn't ask for her love; he demands her soul. He is the man who would slaughter a thousand enemies just to keep her heart beating against his own. To him, she isn't just a woman, she is his religion, his sin, and his only path to heaven. Now, trapped in a cage of gold and marked by his own blood, Aadhya faces a terrifying betrayal: Her own heart. "Is this your love? This Butchery?" she choked out, her fingers curling into his gore-stained shirt. "You aren't a protector. You're a monster who found an excuse. I hate you for making me love a killer!" He didn't flinch. He only pulled her closer, his obsidian eyes burning with a hollow, terrifying possessiveness. "Scream your hate into my mouth, while I'm deep inside you, JAAN. Because tonight, the Killer is the only one, who will stay on his knees, just to taste your surrender" In a house built on ancient sins, she must decide: will she fight the man who destroyed her world, or will she surrender to the shadows that promise to keep her safe? Step into the Darkness with me... [A Dark Romance Book ~ Strictly 18+]