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!!!!

( A TELUGU BOOK WITH TRANSLATIONS ) Some stories begin with love. Some begin with destiny. And some begin in the middle of family chaos, wedding conversations, and a house full of people who love too loudly. Haswi Devalla never believed in love stories. Growing up in the heart of Godavari, surrounded by family, traditions, and endless affection, she believed that everything in life happened for a reason. Viraj Katamaneni, on the other hand, lived thousands of miles away in Canada, building a life through hard work, discipline, and responsibilities. Love was never a priority. Neither was destiny. Yet fate had other plans. A wedding. A family gathering. An unexpected reunion. And a rivalry that refused to stay simple. Set between the golden fields of Godavari and the shores of Vizag, Kalam Rasina Chandamama Kadha is a story woven with family bonds, childhood memories, traditions, laughter, teasing cousins, festival lights, homemade food, and the quiet magic of finding home in another person. Because sometimes... The most beautiful love stories are not written by people. They're written by destiny itself. |

🥇 #1 in Wattpad 🥇 #1 in WattpadIndia 🥇 #1 in WattpadRomance 🥇 #1 in WattpadFiction 🥇#1 in WattpadFanFiction 🥇 #1 in FirstStory 🥇#1 in Firstloves 🥇#1 in Wedding 🥇 And so many more rankings that still feel unreal to me! (13.06.2026) On the day of his wedding, Dhruv Malhotra was left at the altar. Humiliated. Betrayed. Enraged. And somehow, Riya ended up paying the price. Now trapped in a marriage neither of them wanted, Riya becomes the target of a man who looks at her like she ruined his life. Dhruv hates her. Riya fears him. But behind closed doors, hatred slowly begins to blur into something far more dangerous. Because in a marriage built on revenge... someone is bound to fall first.

•~ 18+ dark Indian romance ~• "I hate you rudra." I whisper harshly as tears brim my eyes. I look at his face, his emotionless and stone face. "I will never love you." "I don't give a fuck if you love me or hate me." He says harshly, his hold on my wrists tightening above my head. I should do something, I should kick and scream but I do nothing. "You are mine. My wife, my thing. If I see another man touching you again I'll kill him and make you watch. Understood?" His eyes cold and jaw hard as if he is holding himself back. "Fuck you." I spit in anger. He gives me his smirk, his evil smirk. "Now you are truly fucked, sunshine." ****** 21 years old Naina Khurana was thrown into a marriage with the most emotionless and cold hearted man, Rudra Oberoi. She found herself marrying her sister's fiance when her sister ran off on the day of her wedding. Rudra oberoi is seven years older than her, he is as cold as ice, everything he does is calculated and he gets what he wants no matter who gets hurt. He is one of the most notorious businessmen of the country, he has many underground businesses which goes against every single one of naina's moral. How will they survive this marriage ? The real question is will they survive this marriage? Read to know more. Some warnings ⚠️ - detailed 18+ content (language and scenes) - will get dark at some points - MMC is rude, mean, dominating and very controlling in the beginning. (He will have a character development) - age gap - forced marriage

✨ OFFICIALLY EDITED ✨ This book has been fully edited, revised, and completed. ❤️ Thank you for joining me on this journey through all the drama, chaos, laughter, and love. Now sit back, relax, and enjoy the final version of the story. 🫶📖 She could hear his footsteps approaching now. Slow. Unhurried. Dangerous. "Do you really think you can hide from me, jaan?" he murmured softly. The low warmth in his voice made her stomach flip. She stayed frozen beside the curtains while his footsteps came closer and closer. Then suddenly he was right behind her. Close enough for her to feel his warmth despite the cold weather. "Jaan..." he whispered near her ear. A shiver ran through her instantly. "Adi..." she breathed softly before finally turning toward him. And there he was. Her husband. The man she loved endlessly. For a second neither of them spoke. They simply looked at each other. Then Adi smiled softly and pulled her into his arms. Anu melted against him immediately. Safe. Warm. Home. His lips brushed gently against the tattoo on her neck, pressing slow lingering kisses there that made her knees weaken embarrassingly fast. The sensation sent warmth spreading through her entire body. "Adi..." she whispered softly, gripping his shirt tighter. And then he...... ✨ Completed Story Started on - 27/06/2022 Ended on - 04/02/2023 🖋️ AUTHOR'S NOTE This story is purely a work of fiction. All characters, events, and plotlines are products of imagination. Images and shayaris used in the story are sourced from Pinterest and Google. 🌟 HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in Twist (13.3K stories) #2 in cutelove (4.9K stories) #2 in Crush (71.7K stories) #8 in India (40.3K stories) #5 in family (206K stories) #2 in Indian (22.4K stories) #6 in mature (129K stories) #2 in Delhi (9.97K stories) #3 in Wattpad (127K stories) #53 in friends (187K stories)

RUDRA × ISHITA Two empires.Two hearts.One forbidden storm. Ishita Jain - A clumsy, extroverted and ambitious Ceo who has no time for love. Rudra Singh Rathore - A ruthless businessman and secret mafia who doesn't believe in it . She's sunshine. He's thunder. She's his sister-in-law's best friend. He's the one man she was never supposed to fall for. But love isn't a deal- it's a war. And when secrets, stalkers and shadows of the past threaten everything they've built.... Will their devotion survive the storm ? Welcome to a tale of love,drama, danger and rain soaked promises. Tropes: Billionaire Romance Ceo×Ceo Mafia×Biker Obsessive ml× Possesive fl Introvert×Extrovert Age gap Romcom Enemies to lovers Eldest son×Eldest daughter

ISHNI OBEROI Ishni a 24 year old girl simple yet elegant. She had everything until the day, she killed her own husband. Why did she killed her own husband? Why did she became this brutal? What will happen when mafia god helps her to prove her as victim? RUDRA SINGH RAJPUT A 30 year old, with deep ocean blue eyes handsome yet arrogant. The master mind and god of underworld, who's name is enough to terrifie people. In the shadows of power,rudra reigns supreme a formidable sigure feared and respected in equal measure. The CEO of rajput royals What will happen when he proves her as victim while world see her as criminal? Where will they both lead together? To happy ending or worst destruction? A story full of pain, trauma, revange and blood. Love? Uhm...well doesn't we love to endure pain? One word about him I'll rip your tongue. -- ISHNI OBEROI One Scratch on her I'll make sure you disappear from world. -- RUDRA SINGH RAJPUT

#1 of the love series. He rose slowly, still holding her hands. She stepped closer. Closer. So close that the boat rocked faintly beneath them. Then, standing on her toes slightly, she reached up and held his shoulders to steady herself. He instinctively moved his hands to her waist so she wouldn't lose balance. The anklets chimed softly and then.. she bent her head forward.. slowly. Her forehead touched his. The red kumkum on her forehead brushed against his skin, leaving a faint, sacred mark just above his brows. He froze. Neither of them moved. Her eyes were closed and his breath stopped.. the contact was simple. Sacred. When she finally spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper, but steady. "If you are my light," she murmured, her forehead still resting against his, "then let me mark you as mine before the world does." She lowered herself slowly, but didn't move away. Her eyes searched his. "You don't need a ring to bind me," she said softly. "And I don't need a ceremony to know what you mean to me." Her fingers brushed the red mark she had left on him. "This," she smiled faintly, "is my answer. My acceptance." His fingers tightened unconsciously around her waist. "I am yours," she whispered. "And you are mine. Not for a moment. But for every day that comes after." And she slowly moved into his embrace and hugged him, holding him a little tighter than usual, like she never wanted to let go. They stayed there for a while longer, not speaking. Everything you're about to read is true... but I've never confessed to him in real life. The story ends with a plot twist my real life hasn't caught up to yet. This story is written mostly in English (about 98%), with some Telugu (about 2%) along with translations. -------- Happy reading 🩷

Madhu, an orphan girl with a quiet smile and a wounded past, dreams of finishing college and building a life of her own. What she doesn't know is that her entire education is secretly sponsored by a man she believes she hates: Arvik Yarlagadda, a billionaire CEO who entered her college as her senior - only to protect her. Cold, intimidating, and always watching her from a distance, Arvik becomes the one person she can't stand... yet can't escape. He even sends his younger brother to the same college, just to make sure she is never unsafe when he isn't there. Madhu thinks he's her biggest enemy. Arvik knows she is the only person he can't live without. Hate. Protection. Secrets. A love she never saw coming... and a home he found only in her. Tropes CEO × Student Secret Benefactor (he sponsors her fees without her knowing) Protective Male Lead Hate-to-Love Age Gap (Senior × Junior) Hidden Identity Billionaire × Orphan Brothers Duo (one joins college to protect her) Obsessed but Soft for Her He Loves Her Silently × She hates him Forced Proximity (same college, same campus)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #𝟏 𝐨𝐟 "𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒" ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ "𝐉𝐚𝐚𝐧 , 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 ." "𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 , 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠." Shivika Khanna : The daughter of a billionaire is a sweet girl who completed her college and is now ready to join her family business . Marriage for her was a pious relation by the will of god . ─── ⋆⋅ ☾⋅⋆ ─── Ayaansh Oberoi : The CEO of Oberoi CO. and also a mafia leader has many secrets hidden within himself . He married her for the sake of his revenge but fate had other plans. ─── ⋆⋅ ☾⋅⋆ ─── Read the story to find out , What will happen when Shivika gets to know the truth behind this alliance?