Proxy Mein Pyaar Class Mein War, Dil Mein Pyaar Har jagah takraate hain. Har baat pe ladte hain. Phir bhi, door rehna option nahi hai. Ek school. Ek group. Multiple stories. Kuch pyaar loud hota hai, kuch chup rehta hai... aur kuch bilkul galat hote hue bhi sahi lagta hai. Yeh kahani attendance se nahi... un lamhon se likhi gayi hai jahan dil present tha.

"Pata nahi kya bawal machega... mera ghunghat uthne par..." the girl behind the veil whispered nervously to herself. Everyone was waiting. All the businessmen, tycoons, and the media outside... the whole country was desperate to see the face of Aditya Roy's wife. And the moment her veil lifted- Aditya Roy was shocked. For a second, he just looked at her... almost lost. Then suddenly, holding her arm a little harshly, he pulled her closer and said, "Meet my wife." Before anyone could react, he dragged her inside a room and pushed her. She fell on the floor. "Kaun ho tum? Rhea kahan hai?" he shouted in anger. She replied, trembling, "Main Rhea ki best friend hoon... aur Rhea, Vinay ke saath chali gayi..." "Chali gayi ya bhaag gayi?" he said coldly. In anger, he picked up a flower vase and threw it against the wall. It shattered. She flinched, tears rolling down her cheeks. He came closer and said in a dangerously low voice- "Ab jab tumne dosti nibha kar mujhse shaadi ki hai... toh suhagraat bhi manani padegi." She froze, fear in her eyes. "Mujhe jaane do... yeh shaadi ek galti hai... main abhi 20 saal ki bhi nahi hoon..." ~ISHQ SHAVA~ [When the bride he never chose becomes his obsession... he never wanna lose.]

They were never meant to be each other's forever. Yet fate bound them in vows they never wanted. Now, no matter how hard they try, walking away from each other is no longer an option. ⋆°✿°⋆ Adhira x Ritvik ⋆°✿°⋆ "A story where ego clashes take center stage and romance follows quietly behind." A mistake. A replacement. A decision made in haste that tied two unwilling souls together in vows neither of them wanted. She is control, pride, and quiet strength. The kind of woman who never bends. He is power, restraint, and unshakable authority. The kind of man who never yields. In a marriage built on obligation, not choice, love was never part of the plan. But when egos collide and walls begin to crack, something far more dangerous takes its place. Two lives misplaced by fate. Two hearts guarded by pride. And in the silence between arguments and stolen glances, a love begins to grow quiet, unwilling, and impossible to ignore. Because in a world where they refuse to need anyone... they might just become the one thing the other cannot live without. · · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · · ♡ TROPES ♡ Replaced Bride x Replaced Groom Grumpy x Grumpy I don't need anyone x I know you don't need anyone, you are the woman I need Forced Proximity Slow Burn Elder Daughter x Elder Son Desi x Desi Arrange Marriage He fell first and harder Whipped for her Possessive and Jealous Female Lead Both are touch and you die types Soft for each other only Kind to everyone ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── Started on : 01/ 04 / 2026

#Book-2 in Lost Royalty series ( CAN BE READ STANDALONE ) He is heartless, While she is a heart specialist He kills mercilessly, And she lives to save lives Both are accustomed to blood, but with different intentions: One to give back life, the other to snatch lives In the collision of their paths, will they find a way to reconcile their differences or remain irreconcilable opposites? What will happen when destiny plays its game, binding them in a knot of marriage of convenience, where both are forced to marry each other, just to fulfill a promise?

˖𓈒⋆｡˚ Rudra × Aarohi ˖𓈒⋆｡˚ ⟡ imperfectly perfect together ⟡ 🌸When destiny weaves two imperfect souls into one perfect story. This isn't the story you've read a hundred times .. where the charming boy falls for the pretty girl. This one's different. It's slower - yet passionate. Softer - yet fierce. Messier - yet real. Two imperfect souls - one with walls, the other with wounds - cross paths not by choice, but by something deeper... Destiny, maybe. It's not love at first sight. It's a feeling that grows in silence, in glances, in small unspoken things. A story of raw passion, of hearts that stumble, heal, and find their way back to each other - imperfectly perfect. If you crave a story that feels real - an arranged marriage slow-burn that unfolds with emotion, chaos, and quiet tenderness - then this story will feel like home. 💫 ꕤ Tropes that breathe inside this story ꕤ ˙⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆˙ • CEO × Government exam aspirant • mr. logical × ms. overthinker • mr. perfect × ms. clumsy • stoic soul × emotional heart • realist × dreamer • order × chaos • silent thinker × nervous talker • calm storm × restless breeze • cold coffee × warm chai • the one who doesn't believe in love × the one who still hopes for it • he hides his feelings × she can't hide hers • sharp mind × soft heart • ego × empathy • "i don't do love" × "but i still believe in it" ˙⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆˙

'𝙄𝙨𝙝𝙦 𝙟𝙪𝙣𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙟𝙖𝙗 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙚, 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙦 𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙚' After crossing the first phase of love, they now stand at the edge of a new journey-one that will test their hearts and devotion in ways they never imagined. "Like the moon awaits the sun after a long night, her heart held onto his light through every shadow and silence."

Mature content ! 2nd book in VILLAIN SERIES 🔥 All series are standalone and don't relate to each other. "From today onwards, am your Rana Sa rajkumari" he smirked "Your family didn't even try to save you. Hahaa...they agreed so easily to give you as a prize in this war " he mocked her "Y..you can never become my arya(husband)"she whispered unbelievably" my family agreed because you threatened them" she glared him with tearful eyes "am going to marry prince of jamrath only. Prince Rituraj. " "You are right..you are definitely going to marry today "he smirked while pulling pulled her towards him harshly "But to the prince of Mahawargarh. " he roared like a lion " am not like your family. I will definitely protect you from all the evil things raajkumari " he smirked evilly while forcefully taking her towards the holy fire " Shivanya - An ACE IN SEDUCTION but princess for name sake. A broken soul who just want only one thing in her life - to become pride of her kingdom and for that she has secretly studied everything. She thought she found her man after meeting prince rituraj. But her dreams shattered when one day before her marriage, whole kingdom gets attacked by army of most ruthless enemy - Advay Rajput Raana Advay Singh Rajput : Also knows as War machine of Mahawargarh and enemy of 20 states. His morning starts with bath of blood followed by Cries of thousands of people begging to him for mercy. But no voice ever reached to his ear. Wherever he goes, he make enemies everywhere. He doesn't know how to write , read or to love someone. A king without any great talent. This is what people used to think about him. But what is his actual reality ? Read it to find out.

𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐯 × 𝐀𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐚 | 𝟑𝟑 × 𝟐𝟐 "I despise you. I hate you with every drop of blood running through my veins. I hate hearing your voice. I feel suffocated when I'm near you!" she screamed, her voice raw with rage, her eyes shining with tears. He stood silently, watching her with an expression that revealed nothing-an unreadable mask that no one had ever been able to break. As if her words were merely pages in a book he was calmly turning. He stepped closer. Now only inches away, he looked straight into her trembling eyes. Slowly, he raised his hand to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear, but she turned her face away, shutting her eyes tightly. A tear slid down her cheek. He noticed. His hand froze, then fell back to his side. He took another step toward her. Instinctively, she stepped back. Again he advanced; again she retreated-until her back met the cold wall. She lowered her gaze, breathing unevenly, while he stood before her, their faces only a breath apart. Gently, he lifted his hand again and brushed away her tear with his thumb. Her eyes fluttered shut at the touch. "Ye aankhein toh kuch aur hi kehti hain," he murmured, lifting her chin so she would look at him. ("These eyes tell a very different story.") "Tum kehti ho ki nafrat hai mujhse..." ("You say you hate me...") He tucked another loose strand of hair behind her ear, his voice dropping to a quiet certainty. "Aur main tumhare rag-rag se waqif hoon... khair." ("But I know every part of you... anyway.")

𝙏𝙪𝙣𝙚 𝙠𝙮𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙖 , 𝙈𝙖𝙧 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙢𝙞𝙩 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙃𝙤 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞...... ♡ 𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙄 𝘿𝙀𝙀𝙒𝘼𝙉𝙄 ♡ Shashwat Rajvansh - An introvert, calm and ambitious guy studies in class 12th. For him "Rules are meant to be followed". He is a bookworm and topper of his class . He is prince charming of almost all girls of school but never give a glance to them . His dream is to join Indian army and for that he is studying very hard . He has no time for Love. Siya Malhotra - An exovert and chirpy girl studies in class 11th . She is always ready to break the rules and have zero interest in study . She has promised herself to not to fall in love but a sudden encounter with her senior "Shashwat Rajvansh" Changed her perspective about love when she slowly started falling for him who doesn't seem to be interested in her. The more she is getting to know him the more she is falling for him. ************************************************** "For me, Love is devotion." She said, her eyes were drawn to the resplendent Krishna idol. "Then I am devoted to you, Siya, the way you are devoted to your Krishna." He replied looking at her with an intensity akin to how a priest gazes at an idol. *************************************************** Jump inside the story to know more ❤️✨. ______________________________________________ There is no cheating, no toxicity and no love angle. It is just a simple school love story which includes Love, friendship and lots of fun that would probably take you back to your school days. ______________________________________________________

"Tu wo Chand hai jisse mein takna chahoon, Tu wo Aaina Hai jisme mein khudko dekhna chahoon, Tu agar maang bhi le jaan meri toh janeman, Chal TERE ISHQ MEIN main barbad bhi hona chahoon" "Tum hote kon ho ye sab karne wale?"!!!!! as she brusts into my cabin and points a gun towards my chest, And I? I just smile and said those words "yaad dilau, janeman?" that's it she was stunned i slowly got up from the chair and walked towards her closing the distance between us standing right infront of her i can see the anger, hate, rage burning inside her for a moment her grip on the gun tighten the next moment *BOOM* she pulled the trigger the loud gun shot echoes through the cabin and everything went still there was dead silence in the cabin.......