SCHEDULE : EVERY MONDAY 💗 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Isha mehra × Rudra malhotra ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My grip on the steering wheel tightened. Isha. Isha. Isha. That name. It wouldn't stop circling inside my head like a curse. "Hm. Rudra?" mom's tone shifted slightly. "What about you? What do you think about Isha?" "She's... pretty." That slipped out of my mouth before my brain could lock it down. I kept my eyes forward, pretending I hadn't just lost control over my damn tongue. Shit. Did I just say that? Me? "She's pretty, huh, bhai?" Arjun teased, grinning at me through the rearview mirror. Damn it. This idiot's going to turn it into a full family circus. "Beta, I didn't ask how she looks," mom said, folding her arms like she was holding court. "I asked, what do you think about her." I didn't answer. Because I didn't know what the hell to say. So I said nothing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Warning : This story contains abuse, torture, force (not between the couple), murder, and violence. And many more things that might triggerd you. If you're not comfortable with such content, please do not read.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. 𝒲𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝒹ℯ𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃𝓎 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒾𝓉𝓈 𝓉𝓊𝓃ℯ, ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓈 𝒹𝒶𝓃𝒸ℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒷ℯ𝒶𝓉 ℴ𝒻 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ. ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. ⋆. 𐙚 ˚𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ִֶָ Aiyana & Arsh A girl,who believes that love only happens once, is getting married to her long term boyfriend, who thinks that love exists only because she exists. Friends to lovers School love Blunt X Hesitant Fashion designer X Chef ⋆. 𐙚 ˚𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃⋆. 𐙚 ˚ִֶָ Evara & Tavish A bold girl who thinks that her marriage will be a business arrangement because of her parents meets a man who falls in love with her at first sight and believes in taking action. Doctor X CEO Black cat X Golden retriever Accidental marriage ⋆. 𐙚 ˚𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ִֶָ Aria & Ardian An introvert yet career driven woman, who lied about dating a random guy by showing his photo to her family not knowing that he's already in love with her and now lives in her area. INDIAN X Half-albanian and half Italian Fake dating His angel X Her Dracula Reverse age gap ⋆. 𐙚 ˚𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ִֶָ Eraya & Aaswith A girl who wanted nothing more than for the guy she liked to answer her questions but was forced to move on from him, encounters that same guy holding her answers along with his heart. Healing couple Doctor X Famous Architect Worships her Warm X Cold (not for her) ⋆. 𐙚 ˚𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ⋆. 𐙚 ˚

Nobody ever loved him; she was the first who loved him. He did not have a family and then one day she entered into his life and became a world for him. His love, care , anger, attention are everything reserved for her. Everyone thought that he would be possessive for him but no she was the one who claimed him as her and was possessive for him. And for that she keeps Chanting that he belongs to her and nobody has right on him. But what about their life? They belong to, Two different lives. Two different past. Two different ways. They are like sky and earth. Everyone only thinks that they can't meet. But nobody knows that when they meet that is the most beautiful scene on the earth. Yes, they are the horizon who everyone thinks of as a delusion. Yes, the horizon can be a delusion but the most beautiful one. He is 28. She is 18. He knows the harsh reality of life. She thinks of life as a fairy tale or movie. He smiles because he wants to show he doesn't care. She smiles because she actually doesn't care. He never has someone who he can hug or kiss. She is the most clingy person out there who loves to hug and kiss. He was a dirty secret of his mother. She was a precious gift for her mother. 1st in # fiction. 2nd in # obsessed Suddenly out of nowhere she entered his life and changed everything. Till now nobody ever claim him and she, She keeps Chanting that he belongs to her. And that one claim took his heart away. He was her to claim. To know more about them joine the journey of Jeevika to Claim his Vidhyut.

How can you be an orphan when your mother still pays for you? This is the painful question sixteen-year-old Vanya asks herself every day. Her mother's monthly visits to the orphanage aren't fueled by love, but by cold, crisp cash, a payment to keep Vanya a secret. Her father's existence is defined by his absolute rejection. Vanya is the childhood that never got to bloom..*The Lost Spring*. But Vanya's greatest pain is also her biggest secret. Her mother's first marriage yielded three handsome, powerful, and successful adult sons which are Vanya's *half-brothers*. They live a life of unquestioned luxury, entirely unaware of the hidden daughter who shares their blood. When a chance encounter shatters the rigid boundary between Vanya's world and theirs, the family's sixteen-year lie begins to crumble. The truth will tear their privileged world apart. But for Vanya, is exposing the secret worth the risk of losing the only family she's ever truly yearned for?

𐔌𝐌𝐔𝐐𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐋 𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐐 ~ 𝐀 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 .ᐟ ₊ ꒱ ✧─── ๋࣭ ⭑ - Dedicated to all my readers, ❝jinhone mohabbat to kar li par us chahat ka izhaar na kr sake...❞ ───✧ Written by Lily ★·🌷·

⋆𐔌𝐑𝐇𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐌𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ~ 𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤.ᐟ ₊ ꒱ For those who love, ❝she wanted to be someone's khawaish and not someone's need... unknown of the fact she was his everything❞ Kind of trope. ★ ────── · · ⋆.𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓶𝓪 -A simple middle-class girl, with a heart as pure as chasni and a tongue sharp as a scissor. She believed she had failed in everything she ever tried-whether it was friendship, being the perfect student, the ideal daughter, or winning the love of her crush. At just an 11th grader, she was already earning for her family by teaching younger kids. Balancing studies, responsibilities, and her own silent battles wasn't easy, yet she kept fighting. She was a - "Chahun mai ya na" girl. 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ───── 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝓞𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓲 ˙⋆. -Everyone saw him as nothing more than a rich, spoiled kid. But beneath those expensive jackets and that mask of a teasing smile, he carried scars he believed would never heal. What he craved wasn't wealth or admiration, but something far simpler - attention and love, feelings he had never truly known. He didn't long to be loved; he longed to feel loved. He was a - "tu jane na" boy. ⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣ ‧₊˚✧ She didn't buy her important biology notes cause she wanted to gift him something he can treasure forever on their last day. Unknown of how he didn't sleep for two months so that he can write all the notes for her, knowing how she never took things bought from someone else's money. "tumhe to sitare pasand nahi the..." she said teasingly, while sitting beside him. "tumse nahi mila tha kabhi" He replied staring in her eyes, hoping to see her smile she did.

"Do you regret kissing me, Ishika?" His voice dropped-dark, low, and possessive enough to steal the air from my lungs. My entire body froze. Not because I didn't know the answer- But because I did. My breath hitched, sharp and aching. Regret? God. If only he knew what that kiss did to me. His grip didn't loosen. His fingers dug gently into my wrist, grounding me to him, to the heat of his body pressed against my back. I could feel every inch of him-dangerous, intoxicating, magnetic. "Ishika," he rasped again, each syllable laced with something desperate. Something real. "Do. You. Regret. It?" I should lie. Say it meant nothing. That it was a mistake. But my heart? It was screaming. Screaming for him. No. No, I didn't regret it. I couldn't. If I had, I wouldn't still feel his taste on my lips. I wouldn't still be burning from the ghost of his touch. I wouldn't still be aching for more. "We wouldn't be kissing for so long...and still not want to let go...if I regretted that," I whispered-my voice trembling, My voice trembled. "If I regretted it, Veer..." I whispered, "...I wouldn't be standing here, craving your mouth on mine again." And that's it- I felt the pull.

•|𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 (Replaced Bride) 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘|• ✦ RITVIKA KAPOOR ✦ A girl who carries the sun in her smile and storms in her silence. She wasn't raised in riches, but she's richer than most-in love, in softness, in strength. A single mother at 24, her heart beats not just for herself, but for her little girl who calls her "Mumma." 𝙎𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 is her language and 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 her comfort-she loves quietly, endures deeply. Every scar has a story, but she chooses not to tell them, only to live past them. She dreams of love, but doesn't expect it. She hopes for a miracle, yet walks through life with calm acceptance. She is a - ❝ Khud se zyada kisi aur ke liye jeene wali ladki. ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦✧✦ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦ VIDYUT RAJVANSH ✦ His presence demands silence. A man built from shadows and steel. Cold eyes, sharp suits, and a reputation darker than the night. He's the kind of man who doesn't flinch at loss, and never looks back once he walks away. A CEO, a name whispered in fear, a heart hidden behind layers of pain and pride. Commitments? He avoids them. Emotions? He shuts them out. Children? He doesn't do soft things-until Tara calls him "Dadda." He doesn't believe in second chances, but somehow, Ritvika feels like the home he never had. He is a - ❝ Mohabbat se door bhaagne wala, lekin mohabbat mein doobta hua aadmi. ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦✧✦ ━━━━━━━━━━ Join the Journey of RITVIKA & VIDYUT 💗

She was the girl everyone whispered about - the *impure one*, the *bad omen*, the *unmarried mother*. For years, she carried her shame in silence, protecting her child and enduring the cruel stares of a world that never cared to know her truth. Until the day fate played its cruelest card. When her sister suddenly disappeared hours before her wedding, she was forced to take her place - veiled, trembling, and bound to a man she barely knew. But destiny had already written a darker twist... Because the groom - the man standing at the altar - was the very one who had unknowingly fathered her child. Two souls bound by a past they can't remember, a present they can't escape, and a truth powerful enough to shatter everything they believe in. In a world quick to judge and slow to forgive, can love rise from the ashes of betrayal and fate?