a Long story with short chapters. Kiaan, the owner of the famous Bluely Lounge of the city, is the boy behind the mask of the strong man. Who suffers since the day he was born and turned into a man who never wants anything anymore? Except her. Rasha, his best friend's sister, he met unexpectedly. Rasha is afraid of human touch; even holding hands with the strangers made her scrub her skin until the burning sensation replaced the touch. Still, she agreed to marry Kiaan's half-brother.

She is my wife but mysterious is silent. She was someone I used to know in childhood when suddenly she and her family disappeared in thin air. I saw her after years in a club without a hijab on her head. It was the first time I saw her hair. Those black shiny hair that was open and smell like the fucking jasmine. I never knew it. After marrying her, I had to untangle every thread from her life. Her life is a bundle of tangled threads that need patience to be untangled. She becomes a mute, I accept it. She doesn't remember me; I accept it too. But she doesn't remember her name or her parents I can't accept that. Palki Rajput is not a simple woman I got to know after marrying her. She is a mess. My beautiful mess, for her, I can do anything, means anything to keep her to myself, safe and happy. I will burn everyone for her; I can burn even myself if she wants. This much I am obsessed with her. I will get on my knees if she says I look good when I am on my knees for her.

He loved her... but never said it. She loved him too... but thought he never could. Arya and Ruhi were never strangers. They were almost everything-best friends, silent supporters, late-night conversations, unfinished sentences... and a love that lived in between. He waited for the right moment. She waited for a sign. But timing has a cruel way of breaking the stories that could have been perfect. Every smile hid a confession. Every goodbye carried words they never spoke. And somewhere between "hello" and "goodbye"... they both lost a love that was always theirs-just never said out loud. "Somewhere Between Hello and Goodbye" is not just a love story. It's about missed chances, silent feelings, and the heartbreak of realizing... you both felt the same, just never at the same time. If you've ever stayed quiet when your heart was screaming... this story will stay with you. 💔

"She was forced to become his wife. He never intended to become her home." At nineteen, Anisha Sharma's life changes overnight when she is forced into a marriage with the one man everyone fears. Abhimaan Singh Rathore. Twenty-seven. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. A man who has built walls around his heart and never lets anyone cross them. From the very first day, he makes one thing clear- He is her husband only in name. No promises. No affection. No explanations. As Anisha struggles to understand the man she has been bound to, she begins to uncover fragments of a past that refuses to stay buried. A missing woman. A family destroyed. Secrets hidden for years. And a truth powerful enough to change everything. But the biggest mystery remains... Why did Abhimaan marry her? Was she merely a pawn in his game... Or had destiny been weaving their story long before either of them remembered? Some stories begin with love. Theirs begins with secrets. Fire and Ice: A Love Unfolds A story where revenge starts the journey... and love becomes the destination. Lots of love Author_aayu 🤍

"Nishtha stop the car right now"I said while my grip on my phone tighten... turning my knuckles white... "Not happening My Dear Husband"she said in extremely sweet voice.. "Nishu... Stop the car or we will be in trouble"I heard bhabhi's voice from behind... "Don't play with fire Nishtha..."Rudra said in cold voice and paused... "You will get burn in it"He completed his sentence... "I like to play with fire Mr Rudra... Don't worry"she said while speeding up.. "Nishtha stop it yaar .. my world is spinning"bhabhi said to her but she didn't slow down.. And here Rudra also speeding up to match her car's speed... And she decided to drift the car with us... "You will pay for it Nish"I mumble more like to myself... Cars are drifting like we are enemies not husband wife... She suddenly stopped the car.. got out like a boss... Walking with a grace... Confidence... "This was fun"she said with a smirk while looking at me.. "This seems fun to you darling but you don't know how dangerous it is... When you are Vivan Oberoi's wife "I said while walking towards her... I saw Bhabhi coming out holding her head.. and Rudra was just standing while leaning on our car... Glaring at her soul through her body .... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐢~ Cold, strict, a man with shadows in his heart, ruthless 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐭𝐚 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐢~ soft, pure, but with hidden boldness 𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐢~ Cold, strict, but not as ruthless as Rudra 𝐍𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐭𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐢~ fiery, rebellious, mirrors back the treatment she gets.. 𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘀~ ℛ𝓊𝒹𝓇𝒶𝕩𝒮𝓌𝑒𝓉𝒶❣ 𝒱𝒾𝓋𝒶𝒶𝓃𝕩𝒩𝒾𝓈𝒽𝓉𝒽𝒶❣ ___________________ Don't judge the book by first 10 chapters... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Romantic↫ Trauma↫ Age gap↫ Underground world↫ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Will they able to love each other?.... O

She was fire wrapped in silk, chaos in heels, and a storm he never saw coming. Every word she spoke carried defiance, every glance a challenge. She didn't care for rules, for control, for him... and that made her dangerous. He was control embodied, dominance hidden behind perfect calm, a shadow she couldn't ignore. Where she sparked, he burned. Where she moved, he followed-not to protect, but to claim. Their first encounters were war. Words became weapons, glances became traps, and every clash left the air electric. They were enemies. They were chaos and control, fire and ice. Every step in the same corridor, every class, every crowded campus moment became a battlefield. And yet... even in the hate, obsession crept in quietly. Not soft. Not kind. Just inevitable. Secrets, power plays, small victories and deliberate provocations. In a world of noise, they noticed only each other. Random college ? Naaa-it was the beginning of a war neither wanted to lose... and a dangerous pull they couldn't resist.

© His Noor -This work is protected under copyright. Unauthorized reproduction or sale is prohibited. Published again !Under editing! Brightness." That's what her name meant. Kaashvi-a daughter, a sister, a healer. Quiet and reserved, yet fierce when it mattered. She carried her family, her work, and the orphanage close to her heart. Her smile hid secrets, fears, and an unspoken longing for love. She tried to balance it all - her family, her life, her work, and the orphanage she cared for deeply. Her biggest supporter and her healer she completely relies on- her krishna To the world, everything seemed perfect. Her goals were clear: study hard, work honestly, and give her loved ones a beautiful future. But was it really as beautiful as it looked from the outside? And then-she met him. Aviraj Singh. The ruler. To the world, a ruthless businessman and a rising politician. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. But behind the walls, a boy who had been taught never to feel. They said he never earned anything; everything was handed to him. Some feared him. Some hated him. But no one truly knew him. He never thought anyone could see past the walls he built - until *she* did. She lived for others. He lived for control. Fate tied them in the most unholy way-at a temple, on a stormy night, in a forced marriage no one saw but them. Now bound together, will love break through their scars? Or will it destroy them both? Was it just a deal to be fulfilled, Leaving them both shattered - Forever? Can they look past the pain in each other's eyes? Can she find the love she's always dreamed of? Can he finally open up to someone - and be seen?

"𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒔, 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖" ••• People meet by accident, People fall in love by accident, But people surely don't become someone's baby daddy accidentally, or do they? What started as an innocent lie, trapped them into a marriage, entwining their fates with unexpected partners. But here's the catch, the marriage won't last forever, the holy bond wasn't so holy, a contractual bond emerged, benefitted them both and bound them together, at least for a while. Falling in love was thrown out of the window the moment she signed the contract, she wasn't going to fall in love with an egoistic, arrogant and self-centred-asshole of a lawyer anyways. ••• "No love drama, right?" "I'd rather die."

TROPE: Arrange marriage Grumpy x Sunshine Doctor x CEO Forced Proximity Slow Burn Romance Protective / Possesive Male Lead Family Drama