"𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞." Ava Bennett came to Hartwell University for a psychology degree, not a love story. Falling for the campus hockey captain was never part of the plan, especially when that captain happened to be her brother's best friend. Noah Walker had one rule he'd never break. 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫. For years, he kept his distance. She mistook his silence for indifference. Then one viral misunderstanding turns them into the university's newest "it couple," forcing them into a fake relationship neither of them wants. Or so they claim. Because pretending to date each other is easy. Pretending they don't feel anything is impossible. "𝑺𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝑷𝒆𝒆𝒌𝒔" "𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝒍𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒔." "𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔?" "𝑾𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈." "𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒕." "𝑰 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅'𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓." "𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒘?" "𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝑰'𝒎 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖." Chapters are coming on 10 August.

𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘰𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴?

I was pulled a single step forward, my balance slipping just enough for my palm to land against his shoulder. My heart skipped a beat as I looked up at him. Veer stood there with two fingers hooked around the fabric gathered at my waist, not touching my skin, only the saree. "𝐀𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚 𝐧𝐚 𝐚𝐩𝐤𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐞,"he said quietly, a teasing smile tugging at his lips. "𝐈𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐤𝐨 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢, 𝐚𝐚𝐩𝐤𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐤𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐤𝐝𝐚." Before I could even think of a reply, he lowered himself onto one knee. 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ I walked straight to Veer without sparing anyone a glance. "𝐌𝐮𝐣𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐚𝐩𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢. 𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢." His eyes met mine before he replied calmly, "𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧. 𝐆𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥 𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞." I simply folded my arms and continued staring at him in silence. He let out a quiet sigh, cleared his throat and looked around the table. "𝐀𝐚𝐩 𝐬𝐚𝐛 𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐣𝐚𝐢𝐲𝐞." He looked at me and gestured to sit, "𝐉𝐢, 𝐚𝐚𝐩 𝐛𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐣𝐚𝐲𝐞, 𝐤𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢." 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ ★ This story contains mature content, read at your own risk. ★ Click on the story to read more <3

𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫. "You're a psycho, a crazy bastard," I spat out, my veins pulsing with anger. He can't, he can't save me because I'm his. Because I'm not. "You made me that, remember?" His bloodied hand approached my face, sending shivers down my spine as he gently traced my skin from my forehead, down to my cheekbones, and finally to my jaw. His warm blood left a trail on my face, causing my ribs to tighten and my limbs to tremble. His touch was electric and scorching, searing my skin. Hamdan Waseem had always been a soft sunshine in my eyes, but the figure before me now, smearing his warm blood on my face, is still Hamdan, yet a version I never knew. He's a monstrous version of himself, a psycho. "Calling me a psycho is an understatement because I'm much more than that six-letter word when it comes to you," he smirked devilishly, causing my stomach to churn.

𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐡𝐨𝐲𝐚 𝐡𝐢 𝐤𝐲𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢? He questioned tears brimming out of his eyes. 𝐉𝐞𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐡𝐨𝐲𝐚 𝐡𝐢 𝐤𝐲𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 ?! She replied with great agony controlling her heart. - ★ 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐥 𝐀𝐡𝐦𝐞𝐝 ! Strong yet delicate flower. A girl who is burdened with a cursed past and haunted by the dreadful thoughts of her parents death. Her heart ached, yearning and searching for someone desperately. Despite her disinterest in marriage fate intertwined her life with a man who is totally contrast to her. - ☆ 𝐀𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧 ! Not like any guy who grows up and be the heir of their father's business. He was different,he wanted to be a painter, a great one. He wasn't allowed to, but marriage was a deal that opened the doors for him to complete his dream. - ❀✿ They say opposite attract let's see if it's gonna work in the case of Arsalaan and minahil. Will they be able to tolerate each other ? Will they try to make things work out? 𝐓𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 !!

-𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐒- "This was just an arrangement" I stared into oblivion repeating the same words he offered me the night of our wedding. He stepped closer to me lifting my chin with a finger and I resisted a shiver triggered just by his mere stare "Look me in the eye and say that" my heart clenched and I blinked when the tears threatened to suffocate me. 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 ༺❀༻ 𝙄𝙩𝙞 𝘿𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙧𝙖𝙟𝙜𝙞𝙧, a perfect enthusiast of happiness and a jolly personality. Coming from a well reputed business family she was expected to marry off for the sake of strengthening a successful alliance. But that was ever her dream, to have a fairytale of her own. 𝙈𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙫 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙖𝙧, a person exhaustively devoted to the empire he created. Known for his extreme silence even at the sour times. When the two opposite souls were bound together by the thread of marriage. Who will be chosen by Love and who would it break? Iti x Manav

"𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔, 𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎" ••• There's an unspoken rule about your best friend's brother, 𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 but when the said brother is the exact definition of your imaginary boyfriend, rules get blurry and lines get crossed. It was supposed to be just a birthday party but eyes met, that unknown feeling took residence, and in middle of all the chaos, There was a beginning of something forbidden yet something so real for both of them. Just a normal crush, right? No.

𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 1 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 ♡𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞♡ 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞, the 𝑪𝑬𝑶 of 𝑹𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒂 𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒆, on her path to achieving her goal of becoming the next diamond queen, suddenly faced an unexpected turn of events that sent her straight back to what she always dreaded: marriage. She wasn't gamophobic or philophobic, but the thought of sharing her space, time, and life with someone intimately made her nauseous. But life never goes the way we desire-especially not when we're stubborn enough to resist what it demands. She had dodged relationships in the past like a soldier dodges bullets, but now it seemed inevitable. She had dreamt many things-good, bad, lucky, unlucky-but never imagined being married at the age of 32, that too to someone younger than her. Enter 𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐡. Looks like a cinnamon roll, is exactly a cinnamon roll. He could've been the golden child of his parents if he hadn't chosen to be a 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒓. Coming from a family of diamond merchants, it was rebellious of him to take such a step-but sometimes young blood, in rebellion, makes the best decisions. He had planned his life perfectly: gain experience, earn money, buy land in North East India, and settle there in the peace of hills and greenery. But oh, my little boy-he is now tied to a marriage he never asked for. And the worst part? He has no idea why someone so beautiful, carrying the aura of buying tens of him, decided to marry 𝒉𝒊𝒎. Not his elder brother. Not any cousin. But him. It wasn't just a shock-it was disbelief. He saw her eyes, and those brown orbs captivated him enough to keep him from noticing the glint of victory behind them. He had never even held a woman's hand in his entire life, yet now being hers made him feel he was in love. But... is she too? What will happen the day he discovers the reason behind the marriage

||𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 - 𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬|| "𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧." "𝐈 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠." 🌙✨ तू जो छू ले प्यार से, आराम से मर जाऊँ आजा, चंदा बाँहों में तुझ में ही गुम हो जाऊँ मैं 🤍🕊️ छुपा भी ना सकेंगे, बता भी ना सकेंगे हुए हैं यूं तेरे , प्यार में पागल पिया 💔🩹 He bleeds in silence. She stitches him with presence. He sees himself as broken pieces. She sees a mosaic full of stories. He wants her to stay away from his darkness. She wants to enlighten his world with her shine. He thinks love must be earned. She makes him believe he deserves it. She fell for him in childhood, oblivious to the storms he silently carried. Years later, when they met again, he fell harder for her, but destiny had other plans. When his past knocked on the door of the present, love shattered, taking them on a journey filled with pain, heartbreak, and sacrifice. This is not just a love story but a path of rebuilding trust that wavers, holding onto hope that persists and choosing love that refuses to give up. Step into their world, where love is a battlefield and hope is the only weapon they have left.

She argued like it was a sport. He flirted like losing was part of the game. The worst part? Everytime she got mad, he fell a little harder.