She once dreamed of marrying Him. Not for revenge. Not for hatred. But for love. Love from that childhood. Genuine. Pure. Until the night that changed everything. Years later, she returns with a heart full of scars and a plan carefully built on betrayal. She will marry him, step into his world, and watch it crumble from the inside. But Vedang doesn't see an enemy. He only see his Littlehead, whom he thought he lost years ago. Without knowing the truth behind her identity, he finds himself helplessly drawn to her-obsessed, captivated, and hopelessly in love. And every time he calls her "little head," something from past threatens to break the wall. Because revenge is simple. But loving the man you swore to destroy... is not. But by the time the truth surfaces and He founds his family member's murderer. You all will ask- who destroyed whom? NYRA DHAWAN x VEDANG SINGHANIA

​✦ 🥀 𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐑 𝐓𝐔𝐌 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 : 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍 🕊️ ✦ "You aren't the storm that ruins my peace, Kishori ji. You are the prayer I repeat every single day." ​✦ ━━━━━━━ 🥀 ━━━━━━━ ✦ ​She was drowning in a betrayal that broke her into a thousand pieces. He was the quiet priest's son who had been secretly in love with her since childhood. ​Every night after her world collapsed, Apeksha sat at the local chai tapri, swallowed whole by her own darkness. And every night, Nishkarsh sat just a few feet away, silently sliding a warm cup of chai toward her asking for nothing in return, just waiting for her to heal. ​She thought love was a cruel illusion meant to destroy people. He proved that real love is a prayer steady, devoted, and unshakeable. ​✦ ━━━━━━━ 🕊️ ━━━━━━━ ✦ ​🕯️ 𝐖 𝐇 𝐘 𝐘 𝐎 𝐔 '𝐋 𝐋 𝐋 𝐎 𝐕 𝐄 𝐓 𝐇 𝐈 𝐒 : ​🥀 Her Pandit Ji × His Kishori Ji (The Ultimate Green-Flag Lead) ​🖤 Childhood Family Ties × Secret Longing ​🥀 Heartbreak to Pure Healing Romance ​🖤 Desi Aesthetics × Radha-Krishna Devotion ​📜 ✦ [ BASED ON A TRUE LOVE STORY ] ✦

My body trembling as he moved inside me with relentless force. His thrusts were deep and punishing, each one sending a jolt of pleasure and pain through my core. My nails dug into his broad shoulders, I wanted to scream, to beg him to stop, His name hovered on my lips, but I couldn't bring myself to say it. Not now,When my phone buzzed insistently on the side table. Panting, I reached for it. "Dad," I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound of Ved's labored breathing. Ved, still buried inside me, his lips latched on my bud,one hand squeezing it, looked up, his dark eyes locking onto mine. But here,A slow, dangerous smile tugged at the corners of Ved's lips. "Talk to him, While I fuck you, princess. Don't let Daddy know I'm inside you." he murmured in my ears. How could I tell my Dad,here I was, lying beneath the man he'd entrusted me to, the man he'd called my gaurdian,my protector,my brother like figure. When My buds were literally caught between his fingers. I talked to Dad but My voice cracking as Ved's hand slid between us, his fingers brushing against my throbbing clit. I ended the call soon, the phone slipping from my grasp as Ved's mouth descended on mine, his kiss hungry and demanding. "Good girl," he murmured against my lips, his voice thick with satisfaction. "Now scream for me, Mahi. Let me hear you. You belong to me," he said, his voice absolute. I closed my eyes, my body trembling as he moved inside me, I was his, at least for now. But as his name hovered on my lips, I couldn't shake the image of Dad's face, his kind eyes filled with trust. Trust I'd betrayed.Trust we together betrayed. "Fuck Mahi!!" Ved groaned, his lips sucking dry liquid from my bud,but his words sent vibration throughout my body. He isn't My guardian now,he isn't My protector, not even My Professor.. He is just my destroyer,I chose myself.. HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT!! Rated 18+ Enter at your own risk!!

𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 "𝐋𝐀𝐖𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓." #𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 2 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 Two souls, shaped by their pasts, are destined to collide. This is the story of Abhiyansh Raghuvanshi and Shyra, a man of few words, hardened by life, and a woman who radiates warmth like the sun. But fate isn't just about sweet encounters; it's a game of twists and turns. Will their journey lead to love... or destruction? ~ Tropes that you'll love~ Grumpy x Sunshine She fell first and harder Touch her/him, you die Betrayal Second chance Desi romance Mafia King x Criminal Lawyer Office romance Get ready for a storm of emotions, passion, and unbreakable ties. 💫

" I hate you so much that even if you are dying in front of me , my hands will lift to kill you completely not save you " she hissed in anger. A kind of hate that burns in their veins , poisoning them but still the more they try to keep apart the more closer they grow. " No matter how much you hate me , your heart will always bleed for only one name avantika , and it is Vardaan Ahlawat " he whispered, pulling her flush on him ,with a hard jerk. . . 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ || Romantic-thriller book. . . ~𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬~ 1. Enemies to lovers 2. Accidental marriage 3. Both fell harder 4. Secret identity 5. Blood prophecy 6. One bed trope 7. Blood romance 8. Thigh chain kink 9. CM x Hacker 10. Calls her nacchadi jaatni x calls him akdu CM

The walls of corridors whispered their names, a rivalry that has taken over St. Thomas High school. When two opposite forces collide with each other, we observe disaster so what happens when calmness meets chaos? Shlok Taneja, the calm, calculating maths topper, and Dhvani Bothra, the sharp-tongued tech genius who refuses to lose to him. Being the vice captains of enemy houses, and experts at pretending they can't stand each other. They have already divided the school into two teams choosing one as their favourite. Dive into the story of these two young high school students, filled with competition, chaos, and chemistry. It might pull you into their world and make you wish you sat right beside them in class. Cause sometimes the person you fight the hardest with, might just be the one you fall the hardest for.

Vanya Kashyap X Kavyansh Malhotra𓏧♡ I bowed my head and pressed a soft kiss to her feet. She froze. Her eyes widened... hurt, confusion, disbelief all fighting to surface at once. "Vanya..." I looked up at her, my own voice cracking. "I'm sorry." She blinked, a lone tear slipping down her cheek. "I know I forced you into this marriage," I said, the words tasting like poison on my tongue. "But I swear to God, I had no other choice left. None." Her lips parted... but no words came out. "I know you feel something for me," I continued softly. "I've seen it in your eyes... in the way you look at me when you think I'm not watching." She stiffened. "But something is holding you back. Something big." I swallowed hard. "And I'll find what it is. I'll tear through every wall between us... even if it takes my whole damn life." Her eyes filled again and spilled over. I placed her feet gently down, then held her hands in both of mine. "I promise you this, Vanya..." My voice shook, but I didn't hide it. "I will worship the floor you walk on. I will fight every demon that ever touched your life. I will fix every mistake I've made, every one." A sob slipped from her lips, silent but sharp. "Please," I whispered, forehead touching her knees. "Forgive me... or at least let me earn it." ──── 𐙚 ──── DIVE IN THE BEAUTIFUL STORY OF VANYA AND KAVYANSH TO KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN WITH THEM!!!!

.✦ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐝𝐮𝐨. -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ ⋆.˚🦋༘⋆ ╰┈➤ 𝐊𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐕 𝐑𝐎𝐘: He is the ultimate sarcastic boy, known for his chaotic energy and unapologetic attitude. His love for sports cars and bikes runs deep, reflecting his thrill-seeking nature. With sarcasm always at the tip of his tongue, he effortlessly shuts down anyone who dares to mess with him, leaving no room for anyone to challenge his confidence. ╰┈➤ 𝐘𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐀 She is a vibrant and lively girl who radiates energy wherever she goes. With her sharp tongue and quick wit, she always has a clever comeback ready, making conversations entertaining and full of surprises. Her bubbly personality and sense of humor make her a joy to be around. ── .✦ ⋆.˚🦋༘⋆ 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿. 𝗡𝗼, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁. 𝗡𝗼𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆. ______________________________________

Tara was innocence wrapped in dangerous temptation. She had voluptuous curves, doe-like eyes, and a heart too pure for the filth of his thoughts. She was his sister-in-law's younger sister, a line he should never cross but Samarth didn't believe in lines. From the first time he saw her, something inside him snapped. It wasn't love...it was hunger. A hunger that grew into obsession and obsession into possession. He watched her. Studied her. Imagined her in every sinful way he could ruin her innocence until she'd only ever belong to him. Tara had no idea the devil was already in her life, and no idea that the man she thought was family was plotting to claim her in the most wicked ways. Samarth didn't care if it was wrong. Didn't care if she resisted. Because once he touched her, there would be no escape. She was his sweetest sin... and he would take her. Again. And again. And again.

𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸-𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 ★ ୨୧˚ ⋆｡˚ ☽ 𐙚 "Her eyes." He replied when the interviewer asked, "What's your favorite thing to watch when you're not doing anything?" "Apna sab kuchh chhor aaya tha, par mera sab kuchh yahin mil gaya." He said, admiring her with devotion. ♡ 𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗩𝗜𝗞 𝗞𝗛𝗨𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗔 A global superstar famous for his golden voice. Kind, handsome, funny, and known for giving the best concerts. To the world, he was sunshine in human form. But behind the fame was a man who had stopped believing in himself long ago, carrying the weight of his past and struggling with depression. When a false scandal destroyed the image he had spent years building, Rishvik ran away from the world, disappearing to hurt himself, only to end up as a teacher in a small village school. "I only sing love, I don't do love." ♡ 𝗩𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗗𝗔 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗛𝗨𝗥 A pahadi girl and a gold medalist in English Literature who left Mumbai after graduation, never telling anyone the reason why. After losing her parents at a young age, she stopped letting herself get attached to people. She runs a bookstore café in Shimla, teaches at her grandparents' school, and secretly writes love stories on Wattpad. She believes in love enough to write about it, but not enough to expect it for herself. And she absolutely hated the new teacher, not knowing who he really was. "Will I ever find the kind of love I write about?" ♡ The kind of love you see in old Bollywood movies. (Ramaiya Vastavaiya, Jab We Met coded <3) If Maula Mere Maula song was a book, it'd be Healing The Star. Happy ending or Sad ending? Read to find out <3 COMPLETED. (NO SMUT)