✎ᝰ.𝐀 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 ⋆𖦹⋆ˎˊ˗ He was born for cricket. In the stadiums of his city, he was already a legend. Every swing of his bat - a warning. Every smirk - a challenge. 𝐓𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐧, the state's rising cricket star. Arrogant. Untouchable. Addicted to winning. And ? 𝐒𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 A fiery first-year media student with a pen sharp enough to cut egos - and the courage to question names that made others bow. She didn't chase stories. She exposed them. He was her assignment. She became his obsession. He hated her defiance. She hated his arrogance. They both refused to back down. Same college. Same battleground. Every encounter - 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓. Every glance - 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆. He doesn't lose. She doesn't bow And before the world knew his name, He made sure she never forgot it. She thought she was writing his story. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭. The stubborn, firecracker reporter who called him - "𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘁 𝗧𝘆𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁" and made the world see his cracks. Rules were broken. Lines were crossed. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 ────୨ৎ────

-𝑯𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓- -ˏˋ⋆ 𝑨 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 ⋆ˊˎ- 𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝑵𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒆𝒏, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝑵𝒂𝒏𝒊'𝒔 𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 23 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒐𝒚, 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑 𝒐𝒏 𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒆? 𝑭𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒑𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝑵𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅, 𝑩𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒏𝒐 𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐, 𝑵𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒓, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒏𝒐 𝒇𝒖𝒏; 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍, 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒊'𝒔 𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒆. 𝑴𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒐𝒅'𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏? 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆.

જ⁀➴ 【𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮】 ⭑𓂃 Sana Khan is a walking contradiction-wild yet kind, rebellious yet caring. She's the girl who lives for the moment, unafraid to challenge the rules and the people who make them. Then there's Asher-the school president, a realist with no time for distractions, especially not the hurricane that is Sana. They've been in the same school since childhood, always toeing the line between rivalry and something neither of them dares to name. But when circumstances push them closer, Asher finds himself questioning everything-his beliefs, his emotions, and the girl who makes his world shift in ways he never expected. What happens when two opposites, bound by years of tension, are forced to face what's been brewing all along? ⭑𓂃 A story of love, faith, and finding your way-Halfway to You. Started on: 10th March, 2025 Completed: Not yet.

The chaotic love story built on lies, and almost destroyed by them. ✧ ✧ ✧ "So, you like her for years?" I asked with a low and cracking voice. And here I was back to the square, getting confused about what was happening. "I love her..." He opened his eyes to look at me. Taking a deep breath, he scanned my face with furrowed brows. "You look like her." His voice had clear amusement in it. "What?" This escaped my lips when my mind stopped trying to comprehend what he meant. It was getting very messy to understand. "But I'll always love her." With that, he dozed off. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥. ✧ ✧ ✧ When fate, or one single lie lands her up in her brother's bestfriend's apartment, Preet Randhawa has no other option but to move in with him, become his roommate behind the four walls. But with the photo frames hanging on the wall with their wedding pictures, the marriage certificate lying in a drawer of their wardrobe, the rings in their fingers and their stories on how they got married, the world believes their story. But did they ever marry each other? Nope. Years later, colliding with him in a foreign country couldn't just be fate...or could it? ✧ ✧ ✧ This book can be enjoyed as a standalone.

Saanvi Rajput and Abhimanyu Malhotra have been sworn enemies since they first met at ten years old, so the last thing they ever expected to be were husband and wife to eachother. But all thanks to a promise made between their grandfathers years ago, they are both forced into a relationship neither of them wants. For Abhimanyu this marriage is an obstacle in his way to marry the girl he actually loves and for Saanvi it's a sick joke the universe is playing on her. Can a happily ever after be possible for two people who refuse to give eachother a chance? [TW: Cheating] PS: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. I WROTE THIS BOOK WHEN I WAS SEVENTEEN! #1 in wattpadindia (7/2/22) #1 in loveaftermarriage (26/1/22) #2 in hatelove (22/1/22) #2 in india (13/2/22) #1 in indianromance (7/5/22) #1 in Jaipur (21/10/22) #2 in crush (13/4/23)

[BOOK 2] [ONGOING] ❝if you were to describe yourself in one word, what would it be?❞ five years ago she was a quiet, insecure girl. however, five years later she is confident, fierce, and had a multi-billionaire company under her name. they say time changes a person immensely which can be for the good or bad. to her this wasn't change. it was finding her true self and understanding her worth. she found happiness within herself. until one event. five years ago, he had it all. five years later, he is more broken apart from the circumstances that played out. he might of had fame, money, and a mafia business under his name but deep down he was broken. his happiness disappear five years ago that took his heart with her. without her, he's incomplete. he tries to talk to her and she puts him in his place immediately. ❝yours.❞

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬. Love is hope for the hopeless and sin for the saint. Love is both a salvation for the lost and a temptation for the righteous. It drives people to cross lines they swore never to. But when two souls intertwine, promising to hold each other till eternity, love becomes something far more profound-both a sin and a salvation. - Happy Ending -

I sat there looking at my reflection in the mirror all ready to be married. That was not the only thing I was ready for. "Aadya the groom ran away!!" A panicked relative of mine dashed into the room informing. I smiled secretly hearing the news. Finally I would be free from this marriage drama. My mother came in followed by my brother and said "The marriage will still happen. Only your GROOM WILL BE REPLACED - Arjun Rajvansh." I looked at mother in shock. Wait this was not in the plan. _________________________________________ •Aadya Chauhan Sweet, silent and savage Beautiful Brown girl who is insecure. Love a familiar yet foreign feeling for her - Familiar because she loved everyone - Foreign because she didn't receive it back until her life took drastic turn when she met her replaced groom who replaced sadness and loneliness in her life with his Love. •Arjun Rajvansh Cold to the world but soft with his loved ones. A Handsome hunk in search of true love which he found in her. He was whipped for her. He wanted to make her his, to fill her life with his love. Explore the ups and downs of Aadya and Arjun's story. A beautiful love story which will leave you squealing and blushing !!

You've got one boy. One girl. One pretty little lie. A perfect relationship. The perfect boyfriend. The perfect girlfriend. The perfect dates. The perfect gifts. And the perfect surprises. That gives you our golden couple of Sunset Westwood High. But what happens when it's all a lie? One boy. One girl who needs desperate help. One pretty little lie. That sounds more like it. When Olivia's ex is bothering her and rubbing it in her face at a party that he moved on after dumping her, she sees her nemesis, Ethan walking by and she uses him as her ploy, but the move isn't so smart when you think about it. I mean, how easy can it be acting lovey-dovey with your enemy? . . . . . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

"See a future with him, pretend to move on... but when it's time to become a bride, it'll be for me. You can hate me all you want, but my name will be in your fate." The monitor backstage buzzed with Swaraj Malhotra's voice, slick with self-satisfaction. "Dhananjay Singhania ke paas na toh bahu hai, na hi bahumat." I almost pitied them. Almost. "Sir?" my aide whispered. "We're live in two." I smiled, not the charming kind they use for posters, the other one . the kind that didn't reach my eyes. The kind that meant someone was about to regret underestimating me. The one that makes my team nervous. Because they know when I smile like that, it means I'm about to ruin someone's perfectly planned day. I walked up to the stage, every step measured. The anthem played. Composure is a crown, and I wear mine well. The Chief Justice handed me the Constitution, his expression solemn. "Repeat after me." as he gestured me forward, the Constitution opened before him. I raised my right hand. "Main Dhananjay Singhania..." My voice echoed back through the hall, too calm, too rehearsed. I could already imagine Swaraj watching this on his fancy LED, smug and proud of his own line. "Main Dhananjay Singhania, shapat leta hoon ki main apne pad ke kartavya..." The words droned on, heavy and holy. Every syllable was a performance loyalty, integrity, service. Funny. Everyone in this room had sold those words long ago. And then I saw her. Front row. White saree. Minimal makeup. Hair tied loose. Sitting right in front , her father's daughter, my rival's pride. I forgot the cameras. The promises. The Politics. "Bahumat toh mil gayi..." I said into the microphone, pausing deliberately. The Chief Justice froze. The crowd murmured. My security chief mouthed something that looked suspiciously like "sir please don't-" Too late. "Ab bas bahu ki kami thi." In one sentence, I did two things - proposed to my rival's daughter and declared a war.