Grace Monroe never meant to fall for the town's biggest red flag. He's emotionally unavailable, covered in tattoos, drinks too much whiskey, disappears without explanation, and somehow still thinks glaring counts as communication. Oh... and he keeps fixing things she never asked him to touch. Her car. Her porch. Her life. Parker Calhoun was never supposed to become someone's safe place. Not after war. Not after grief. And definitely not after burying the only woman he ever loved. A retired Navy SEAL and legendary sniper, Parker has spent years outrunning ghosts, drowning memories in whiskey, and remembering the future he lost when his wife died overseas. Love isn't part of the plan anymore. Then Grace crashes into his life with smoky pink hair, sharp opinions, and a five year old little brother she's desperately trying to raise after losing their mother. She's twenty three, stubborn as hell, running on exhaustion and coffee, and somehow still manages to carry the weight of the world without asking anyone for help. Especially not Parker's help. At first, they clash. She thinks he's overbearing. He thinks she's impossible. But somewhere between late night phone calls while he's gone on missions he won't talk about, groceries mysteriously showing up on her porch, and a little boy who starts telling people Parker is his dad... Things start feeling dangerously close to a relationship. The problem? Parker knows exactly what happens when he loves someone. He loses them. And Grace has already buried enough people to know loving a man built for war comes with an expiration date. Because legends don't stay retired. And men like Parker Calhoun never come home unchanged. Some scars don't fade. But maybe some hearts are worth the risk.

"𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔?" She screamed, shaking in her bridal attire, while aiming the gun at him. But he didn't answer, he just stepped closer until he was facing her. "𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐮𝐧 𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐮𝐦" she repeated, this time louder "And how dare you bring me here?" His gaze didn't waver, spitting out nothing more than a half-answer "Tumhare baap ki barbaadi" Her breath hitched. "Did you hear me?" his voice dropped, cold and precise. "Tumhare baap ki barbaadi hoon main" For a second, everything felt still but suddenly he reached for the gun and before she could react, he grabbed front of the gun...and pressed it against his own head. Her eyes widened. "What ar..are you doing-" "Go on" he cut her off, staring straight into her eyes. "Chalao goli" ------------------------------------------------------ "Why do you look at me like that?" she whispered, fingers trembling in her lap. He didn't blink. "Like what?" "Like I belong to you" He stepped closer, his voice low...steady..almost gentle. "You do" "I'm not something you can own." "I know." His thumb brushed her cheek, slow enough to make her shiver. "and that's what makes it interesting..is not it? because loving you normally was never an option for someone like me." [𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙫𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨, where this 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙜𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙨, 𝒘𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒆𝙧𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝙤𝒏𝒂𝙡 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝙣𝒔𝙞𝒕𝙮, leaving you shaken, breathless...and caught in a connection where one heart had already surrendered, while the other only knew how to fight it, until even denial started to feel dangerously fragile]

She believed love could heal every wound. He believed love was the biggest weakness. Vaidehi Joshi had always dreamed of a marriage filled with love, warmth, and companionship. To her, marriage was not just a ritual-it was about finding a soulmate, a humsafar. But destiny had different plans. Rudra Singhania world revolved only around his family and his little niece, Myra Singhania. Forced into an arranged marriage because of family pressure, Rudra makes one thing clear on the very first night- "Mujhse mohabbat ki umeed mat karna." ("Don't expect love from me.") For Vaidehi, those words shatter every dream she ever had. Yet despite his coldness, she continues to stand beside him silently... caring for his family, loving Myra like her own, and slowly becoming the peace in his chaotic life. What happens when the man who hated love starts fearing the thought of losing his wife? A story of forced marriage, unspoken feelings, jealousy, pain, healing, and a love that slowly turns strangers into soulmates. Because sometimes... your humsafar is chosen by destiny before being accepted by the heart.

He was a broken man carrying the weight of a painful past and the responsibility of being a single father to his four-year-old son. Cold, arrogant, emotionally distant - the world feared him, but his little boy was the only softness left in his heart. She was a gentle soul trapped in a house that never felt like home. A traditional, innocent girl who spent her whole life craving the love of her parents but only received silence and neglect in return. Soft-hearted, scared, and quietly broken behind her beautiful smile. Two wounded hearts. One forced marriage. And a little boy who slowly becomes the reason they start healing. He never wanted any woman in his life. She never expected anyone to choose her. But sometimes, love enters quietly... through tiny hands, silent care, and hearts that were always waiting to be loved. In a marriage neither of them wanted, will they finally find the home they were searching for in each other? ♡

Love is not always loud. Sometimes it does not arrive with grand confessions, stolen glances, or promises whispered beneath the stars. Sometimes love hides itself so deeply that the very person who is loved never realizes it exists. Yazhini's love was one such love. She loved him in silence. She loved him when he was nothing more than a struggling young man trying to build a future for himself. She loved him when he had dreams bigger than his circumstances. She loved him when he did not know her feelings, and she continued to love him even when she knew he loved someone else. She never asked for his attention. She never asked for his affection. She never asked him to love her back. Instead, she quietly stood in the shadows, sacrificing pieces of herself for his happiness while keeping her feelings buried deep within her heart. She gave without expecting. She loved without demanding. She sacrificed without seeking recognition. To the world, Yazhini was merely Elangovan's daughter. But unknown to Dheeren, she was the invisible hand behind many of the blessings in his life. Every achievement he celebrated. Every step he took toward success. Every dream he managed to fulfill. Somewhere behind it stood a girl who silently wished for nothing except his happiness. Yet Dheeren never saw it. He never saw the love hidden behind her smiles. He never saw the sacrifices concealed behind her silence. He never saw the countless tears she shed when nobody was looking. And by the time he finally learned the truth, fate had already begun weaving a different story for both of them. To discover what fate has written for Dheeren and Yazhini, and to witness their emotional journey of love, loss, sacrifice, redemption, and second chances, turn the page and step into their story.

#1 of deal series ADITYA THAKUR She was just a puppet of my father. He wanted me to marry because I was turning into 30. I loved my father. But this time he made a mistake. He proposed a deal. Marry her and become CEO of Thakur company once you turned 30. There was only 15 days left for my 30th birthday. And I have to make a decision. ANKITA GUPTA I was a loving and single child of my parents. They died and in that accident I lost my everything. I lost my parents. My memories. I have problem in my brain. I am turned as inocent as child. I have almost lost all of my memories. I don't know how to do anything except cooking. I was living in hell and always pray to matarani. until that cutie uncle came. He came but he married me to a uncle. I was 18 and he was of 30. Now I have to live with him. In another hell. cold X childish Grumpy X sunshine slow burn careless X protective clumsy X mr perfect -------------------------------------------------------- Thank you for these rankings kitties...❤️💋 #1 in India - 05/06/2026 #2 in India - 09/06/2026 #5 in India - 14/06/2026 #2 in Deal - 14/10/2025 #2 in indianmarriage - 8/11/2025 #2 in grumpy - 11/11/2025 #2 in sunshine - 13/11/2025 #7 in comedy-romance - 25/11/25 #3 in comedy-romance -26/11/25 #1 in firstlove - 18,16/12/25 #5 in arranged - 17/12/25 #2 in firstloves - 18/12/25 #2 in comedy-romance - 18/12/25 #1 in indianmarriage - 18/12/25

||A south indian cross cousin love story|| 🌸 Note: In certain South Indian traditions, marriage between a girl and her mother's brother's son (cross-cousin) is a culturally accepted and legally valid practice in India. Ezhil x Kayalvizhi Kayalvizhi grew up with one dream, that one day she would marry Arjun. He was her first love, her childhood promise, her everything. Their families had always spoken about it like it was written in the stars. So when the wedding was finally fixed, her heart overflowed with happiness. She didn't care about a big career or chasing ambition. Being his wife was enough. But fate had other plans. Just hours before the wedding, Arjun leaves without a word, making her shattered at the edge of a life that no longer makes sense. In the midst of heartbreak, confusion, and family pressure, she is married off to his younger brother, Ezhil, the charming professor who had loved her in silence since childhood. Kayal enters this new marriage numb and unwilling. But Ezhil never asks for her love, only her peace. He gives her space, encourages her to study, to grow, to dream again. Slowly, through his kindness, she begins to find herself. The girl who once only wanted love begins to chase a future of her own, one her father had always wished for her. One she never thought she was strong enough to build. And somewhere in the quiet rhythm of their new life, shared in silence, in the way he saw her strength when she couldn't, her heart began to heal. She didn't realize when it started, but with every gentle word, every steady presence, every look that held more care than expectation, She began to fall in love again, not all at once, but slowly. Softly. Unexpectedly. Beautifully. Not with the boy she once dreamed of, But with the man who had loved her all along, quietly, patiently, completely.

Everly had her life all planned out. She was going to marry Brad, her high school sweetheart, and they were going to buy a nice house in the suburbs of New York City and have three or four kids. He was going to play for the New York Yankees and she was going to open her own art gallery in the city. It was going to be perfect. All her plans came crashing down when Brad dumped her the night before she was leaving for NYU, got drunk and had sex with her best friend. She was heartbroken and felt completely lost, until she met a handsome, asshole from London that would turn her life upside down. He taught her how to be brave and bold, and to stand up for what she believed in. Keaton wasn't like anyone she had ever met before. Brad wasn't giving up on them that easy though. After seeing that she was moving on with someone else, he decided to give up his dream school and transfer to NYU to win her back. Should she forgive his drunken mistake and give him a second chance, or should she take a risk on a sexy British badboy with major commitment issues? *** Very mature themes & sexual content - 18+ only! Featured in Wattpad Outreach's Fresh Gems and Treasures! February 20th, 2020 (under the old name Set Free) #1 in New York out of 25,500 stories. #1 in Complete out of 23,400 stories. #1 in College Romance out of 7,800 stories. #1 in BadboyGoodgirl out of 6,300 stories. #1 in Heartthrob out of 4,100 stories. #2 in Drama out of 477,000 stories. #2 in Love Triangle out of 65,000 stories. #3 in College out of 86,000 stories #14 in Romance out of 1.9 million stories.

𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈'𝐦 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 🤍 •𝙍𝙖𝙜𝙝𝙖𝙫 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙙𝙞• He never thought about love, never needed it until a girl came like a storm in his life. With her snarky replies, and unwanted medical advices obviously. •𝙅𝙖𝙝𝙣𝙖𝙫𝙞 𝙋𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙡• Forbidden was her favorite trope in books until she crossed paths with a man who's 7 years older than her, is rude as fuck, and has ego as big as life. "𝐊𝐲𝐮 𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐲𝐞 𝐚𝐚𝐩 ? " "𝐊𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐢 𝐦𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐚𝐚𝐩𝐬𝐞" Untold secrets, faded memories, burnt letters and most importantly incomplete lovestories. Will they find their love where the Almighty got his?

"Pyaar se nahi, shraap se likhi gayi thi meri shaadi ki kismet..." She's the Sarpanch's loud, poetry-spouting daughter from a small Rajasthani village. He's the cold, brooding prince - a 34-year-old ruler known as Saheb, feared more than loved. And the palace they're forced to live in? Cursed. Legend says: "Jis mahal mein dulhan ki marzi ke bina shaadi hui... wahan suhaag nahi, sirf shraap bacha hai." No woman who married into Rajgarh Palace ever lived to tell the tale. Until Saanjh arrived. With her pink chappals, sass, and storm-level chaos. Now she's stuck with a royal husband who glares more than he speaks, a soul connection that dates back 200 years, and a curse that only she can break - but only if the wedding happens again... By love. Not force. By rebellion. Not silence. Get ready for: ✔️ Royal drama ✔️ Flashbacks to a tragic past ✔️ Slow-burn, fiery romance ✔️ Chaotic wife vs grumpy husband energy ✔️ Secrets. Sindoor. And a soul that refuses to burn quietly.