❝ Love. Laughter. Chaos. ❞ That's what SHARARAT DILO KI is all about. A wholesome Rom-Com featuring strong heroines, lovable heroes, hilarious situations, emotional bonds, and a romance that blossoms naturally. No unnecessary toxicity. No over-the-top drama. Just a beautiful story filled with happiness, fun, and countless memorable moments. Because sometimes, the best love stories begin with a little bit of Shararat. 💖✨📚 TROPES:- 1-She got a job to avoid marriage... only to fall for her boss. He never wanted a girl like her... until he couldn't imagine life without her. Berozgar × CEO Escaping Marriage × Boss Romance The Exception to His Rules × Fell Hard × Endgame.💅💄❣️ 2-She invented a boyfriend to avoid marriage, only to find true love. He became her fake boyfriend reluctantly, but ended up falling for her. Founder & CD × Cricketer Reluctant Fake Boyfriend × Unexpected Love. Fake Relationship × Arranged Marriage Escape.💍🏏👗💕 3-She spent her life avoiding love, only to surrender to it completely. He was devoted to his music, until she became his favorite song. Love Was a Sin × Fell Deeply Anyway. Loved Music More Than Anything × Fell Hard × She Became His Favorite Melody.🎸🎶💝✨ I am sure that if you give this story a chance, you will not be disappointed at all.🤌❤️🕊️

His gaze raked over her, a predatory gleam in his eyes as he drank in the sight of her trembling form. Dark locks cascaded down her back, a stark contrast to the pale skin of her neck, which seemed to beg for his touch. He reached up, fingers tangling in her hair as he yanked her head back, exposing the vulnerable column of her throat. His lips hovered inches from her pulse point, his breath hot enough to raise goosebumps along her skin. With his other hand, he grasped her hip possessively, pulling her flush against him. She could feel every hard plane of his body, the evidence of his desire pressing insistently against her stomach. "Anjali..." He purred, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. "You're mine now, all mine. And I'm going to take my time claiming every part of you." He nipped at her earlobe before trailing open mouthed kisses down the side of her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin. One hand slid up her side, cupping the swell of her breast through the thin fabric of her shirt. He captured her lips in a searing kiss, swallowing her gasp as he hoisted her up effortlessly. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, the heat of her core pressing against his straining erection. "That's it, baby,"he growled against her mouth, grinding his hips into hers. "I can feel how much you need this, how badly you crave my cock splitting you open." He carried her to the nearby table, sweeping its contents to the floor with a crash. Laying her down on the cold surface, he settled between her thighs, the bulge of his arousal nestling perfectly against her clothed part. Marco with a Smirk"Now you will understand who owns you" ---- Marco D'peter X Mitra Anjali. Ice X Fire Ruthless X Soft Calm big husband X Angry Short wife She says" I hate you" He replies with a Smirk"No you don't" Kissed her forehead

"चलो जी आज साफ़-साफ़ कहता हूँ इतनी सी बात है, "मुझे तुम से प्यार है" मुझे तुम से प्यार है" _______ "Two hearts bounded by the past, fell for each other only to discover they were meant to be forever" _______ She doesn't have any one in her life but by the time unknowingly 𝙝𝙚 became her life ••••••••• He who believes he doesn't need anyone in his life falls for 𝙝𝙚𝙧, she became his everything

"" Tujhe pyaar kiya toh tu hi bata , hum ne kya koi jurm kiya Or jurm kiya hai toh bhi bata , ye jurm ki jurm ki kya hai sazaa.......... "" ••••••••••• ~ Un dono ko andaza nahi tha unka safar kahan tha ?....... •••••••••FI-DUNIYA WAL AKHIRAAH ••••••••• [ IN THE WORLD AND AFTERLIFE ] ~ Aur ye satr unki daastaan-e-mohobbat me likh de gayi thi ........ || Chaliye chalte hain ek esse safar pe jahan aap jaanenge . || •• Mohobbat kese ki jaati hai ?.... •• Mohobbat kese ho jaati hai ?.... •• Izzat kese ki jaati hai ?...... •• Wafa kese kiya jaata ?.... •• Bharosa kese nibhaya jaata hai ?..... •• Dosti kesi sambhali jaati hai ?..... •• Khandaan ki ehmiyat kya hai ?.... •• Apne gunaho ki maafi kese mangi jaati hai ?... •• Baqa ki jung kesi ladi jaati hai ? ... •••••••Ek baar Apko ye samajh aagaya phir SAB BADAL JAYEGA ••••••• Kya aap taiyar hain ek naye safar ke liye ???.......... " Mohobbat rasta khoj leti chahe vo isaan dur ho ya qareeb " ~ Naaqaam Aashiq _____________________________________ ~This story is not just cute , funny , romantic , soft romance and comforting but also thrilling , plot twisting , unique , dark . ~This story will take a dark turn slowly slowly and you will not even realise what has happened..... 💥 Boom..... Tropes : <> A highschool romance <> Neighbours <> Highschool Thriller <>Family and friends <>Enimes to lovers <>Multi couple <> Slow burn <> Rom-com <> He falls first and even harder <> Forced proximity Don't judge it by blurb... ( I can't write blurb 😭😭) Please give a try🥺...💋💋

Some girls are calm. Some girls are sensible. And then there is GAURI SHARMA A walking disaster. Gauri doesn't plan things-she creates chaos and deals with it later. Late to classes, loud in silence, and somehow always in trouble, she is the kind of girl professors warn about and friends depend on for entertainment. Rules? Optional. Drama? Guaranteed. Peace? Never heard of it. But behind all that chaos... she has a heart that feels deeply, loves fiercely, and trusts a little too easily. Then there's RIVAN SHEKHAWAT Calm. Composed. Completely opposite. The kind of man who doesn't smile unnecessarily, doesn't talk without reason, and definitely doesn't entertain nonsense. Focused on his career, his goals, and his perfectly controlled life-he doesn't have time for distractions. Especially not for someone like Gauri. Unfortunately for him- Gauri doesn't care. What starts as accidental meetings and constant clashes slowly turns into something neither of them planned. She annoys him. He ignores her. She pushes. He resists. And yet- He starts noticing her. She starts depending on him. Between chaos, funny arguments, unexpected moments, and late-night conversations... something begins to grow. Something neither of them names. Something both of them feel. Because sometimes- The person who brings the most chaos into your life... becomes the one you can't live without. But not all love stories are simple. And not every beginning promises a happy ending.

Pyar alag hota hai. Junoon alag. Pyar sambhalta hai. Junoon tod deta hai. He wanted possession. She wanted survival. He trusted nothing. She kept one secret. Rudraksha Shekhawat. Cold-blooded. Commanding. A man who makes the rules and punishes those who break them. He's the shadow on campus feared, spoken about, never crossed. Advika Sharma. New to the city, full of plans and stubborn hope. She comes for a future she believes she can build. She doesn't come for war. But war finds her first. Suspicion drags her into his orbit. Quiet threats, coded messages, and men who watch more than they speak pull her into a place where choices are payment. Desire arrives like a blade, sharp, inevitable, dangerous. I should have run the moment I knew he saw me. I didn't. The man who takes doesn't ask. He marks. He claims. He turns patience into possession. By the time the campus fractures and enemies close ranks, my only escape is to run. run away from him and everything. This is the story of the first wound. Of obsession, starting to burn. Of a contract that stains more than hands. Blood Contract - Book One of a trilogy where every promise costs blood, and obsession never forgets.

In a world draped in silk and crowned with power, they were never meant to be enemies. Raised under the same glittering lights, their lives have always been intertwined-family ties, royal expectations, and a history built on constant clashes and unspoken tension. To everyone else, they are nothing more than a prince and a princess. Allies. Untouchable. Perfect. But beneath the polished smiles and gilded halls, another world breathes in silence. A world where power is taken, not given. Where loyalty is tested... and betrayal is paid for in blood. In that world, they stand on opposite sides. Ruthless. Unyielding. Rivals. She despises everything about him-his arrogance, his control, the way he always seems to get under her skin without trying. He, on the other hand, watches. Waits. Pushes. Not because he enjoys the fight... but because she's the only one who has ever matched him. Neither of them knows how dangerously close their two worlds are to colliding. Neither of them knows how thin the line between hate and something far more consuming can be. But secrets have a way of unraveling... and when the truth finally comes to light, it won't just change the game- it will rewrite every rule they've ever lived by.

Love isn't something you fall into. It's something you learn... slowly, painfully, beautifully. This is a slow-burn story of two hearts discovering that loving someone is not about perfection - it's about patience, growth, and choosing each other every single day.

"Aa hi jaata hai jispe dil aana hota hai... Har khushi se, har gham se anjaana hota hai." Some people enter your life like strangers... but your heart always knew them. Destiny has its own tune and when it plays, even the most guarded hearts must listen. Rudraansh Raichand, a powerful businessman, the heir to a multi-industry empire from luxury hotels to charitable foundations, is known for his sharp mind, ruthless ambition and unshakable loyalty to his family. But behind the cold eyes and calm exterior lies a boy scarred by childhood tragedy. He doesn't believe in love. He doesn't believe in God. He believes in control until she walks in. Anvika Malhotra, a bubbly second-year college student, is the sunshine of her family - deeply loved, especially by her protective elder brother. A girl with her own unique dreams, a quiet strength and a heart full of faith. A devotee of Shivji, she believes destiny always has a reason. When their worlds collide through a family connection no one expected, everything begins to change. What starts as a misunderstanding... Becomes a series of unspoken glances. A dramatic rescue. A moment where Rudraansh, wounded and bleeding, protects her without hesitation, even when they are on opposite sides of pain. Slowly, fate binds them closer. And closer. Until one day, when the walls fall and the words finally come: "You are the reason I breathe." "Without you, I'm nothing." But what happens when fate tests them again? When heartbreak returns and belief is shattered? Will their love survive when destiny changes its tune again? Fate's Hidden Tune is a slow-burn Indian romance filled with emotional scars, soft healing, unconditional family love, and the kind of connection that makes even silence feel loud. 🌸 A story of hurt and healing, belief and betrayal, love and destiny. 💌 For those who believe some love stories are written not in words, but in fate itself.