Faster Updates on Scrollstack 𝐕𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐣 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 (𝟐𝟖 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬) He is sharp, witty intelligent and utterly humorous. He is one of the most trusted person you can rely upon. Though being the middle child in his family he is loved by his siblings and parents the most. He works as an fashion designer in a very reputed company. 𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐝 (𝟐𝟖 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬) She is stoic but also sometimes jolly for her sister her world revolves around her and vice versa. Beneath the facde of tough exterior and sarcastic comebacks lies an vulnerable soul who just needs nothing but an flicker of hope. She works as an fashion designer in a very reputed firm. Tropes: Office Romance Enemies To Lovers Both Fell First Romantic Comedy

Maa turned to me. "Riya beta, go outside and bring the flowers from the garden. And if you see him, bring him along with you." I nodded, clutching the thali a little tighter, and stepped out toward the garden. He was nowhere in sight. Shrugging it off, I bent down to lift the large basket of flowers placed near the parking area. The tiny blooms felt impossibly heavy. As I struggled, the sharp edge of the basket nicked my wrist - hidden beneath the soft folds of my dupatta. Great. If anyone notices, I'm doomed. Ignoring the sting, I stepped onto the marble path cutting through the grass - and lost my balance. "Whoa-" Before I could fall, strong arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me back. My breath hitched. Time stopped. The world went silent - no birds, no distant traffic, no rustling leaves. There he was. Dhruv Rathore. Standing so close I could feel his warmth, his steady presence grounding me. The boy my heart had never quite let go of - even after four long years - was holding me in his arms. He looked exactly how memory had preserved him. Calm. Composed. Effortlessly commanding. And then reality crashed into me. He's my sister's devar. ✨A slow-burn romance set against the chaos of an Indian wedding, filled with family drama, soft moments, and emotions that refuse to stay hidden. ✨ #1 in rituals🌸✨🎀(3/02/2026) #1 in rituals (12/03/2026) #9 in beautiful ( 27/03/2026) #1 in past love ( 5/04/2026) #2 in beautiful (8/04/2026)

Early update on stck, paid!! Posting chapter once target is completed!! 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 '𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬' 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬 - 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐯𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞. 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐱 𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐞𝐫 She was sitting on the bed, waiting for her husband when the door clicked open. Her fist clenched the hem of her pallu. Her heart was beating too loud, the only sound in the quiet room. She lifted her eyes as a paper was dropped in front of her. her heart shattered as she looked at the paper, a drop of tear dropping on it. "This marriage means nothing to me, I don't accept you as my wife. Sign these papers whenever you wish" And there the hope to find love ever in her l

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 "𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞" 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. "That's the thing, Love... how will you hate me?" 𝐀𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐗 𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐣 Anvika Singhania has always lived in the shadows of her family's secrets and betrayals. Her life is a carefully curated picture of grace, elegance, and duty. But behind the poised façade lies a woman burned by loss and determined to never love again. When she's married off to Adhiraj Raghuvanshi, heir to the powerful Raghuvanshi empire, she's given a chance to execute the revenge she's harbored for years-a chance to destroy the family that destroyed hers. Adhiraj, a man of ambition and ruthless focus, is used to calculating every move. He never anticipated falling for his new bride, a woman who stirs something inside him he can't control. But as desire blooms between them, dark truths surface-secrets that unravel everything they thought they knew about loyalty, love, and betrayal. When tragedy strikes and an accident shatters their fragile bond, Anvika is forced to make a choice: to continue her revenge or risk everything for the man she never expected to love. In the battle between desire and revenge, only one will survive the fire. Tropes: Dark Romance Thriller Age difference Forced marriage Past trauma He fell first. Strong female lead Revenge Mature 🔞 Anvika x Adhiraj Please do not copy or repost. Thank you for reading Enid🤍 #1 in siblings on 08-11-25 #8 in revenge on 04-12-25 #15 in business on 07-11-2025 #3 in punjabi on 28-03-2026 #59 in rajasthan on 1-10-2025 #5 in canada on 10-01-2026 #25 in arranged on 01-12-2025 #8 in dance on 28-03-2026 #8 in royal on 09-01-2026 #12 in rivals on 27-11-2025 #58 in adultromance on 26-08-2025 #34 in spicy on 15-09-2025

Indian Army Romance 🤍 4 girls and 4 boys accidentally meeting at exam centre? Training together in academy and facing life's up and downs together. From highschool to each other forever. In the name of memories, they all are a bundle of chaos with discipline. "Mujhe bohot zor se 26 January aari hai" He whispered running in slow pace, early in the morning, the sun hasn't rised yet but they are already in their routine. "Jaake washroom mein hag, yaha mood kharab mat kar" She mumbled and moved forward with her usual pace while others tried best to hold back their chuckle. ---- If you love army romance then this one is for you✨🤍

**Healing Hearts** is an emotional journey of love, loss, and rediscovery. Set against the serene backdrop of Rishikesh, the story follows Anjali, a woman who has lost her memory and now lives as Jhanvi, unaware of her true identity. Meanwhile, her grieving husband Aryan struggles with his fractured mental state, trapped in the innocence of a child, while their daughter, Advika, becomes the bridge between past and present. As fate draws them together, secrets unravel, hearts mend, and the power of family and love proves to be the ultimate healer.

[#2 ~ The Mehra Cousins] "I'm bored," he complained. "Someone find me a wife." "You're asking for a wife, not a toy," she replied, frowning at him. "Besides, what kind of foolish woman would agree to marry you?" "Excuse me!" he exclaimed, clearly offended. "Women are dying to marry me!" She rolled her eyes. "You wish," she said with a sarcastic smile. He smirked. "You're just jealous." "What would I-" She stopped herself from cursing, remembering they were in the office. "Why would I be jealous?" "Because you love me," he said, nodding as if it were a fact. "You're delusional." "And you are completely, utterly, and hopelessly in love with me," he said, grinning. "Why don't you just marry me and save yourself from the misery of watching me marry someone else?" "Even if you were the last person on this planet, I would never marry you," she snapped. He smirked. "Never say never." ❋ 𝗠𝗮𝗻𝘆𝗮 𝗥𝗮𝗵𝗲𝗷𝗮 has no time for nonsense, especially not the kind that wears tailored suits and a cocky smile. As a sharp-tongued marketing strategist with a reputation for excellence, she's worked too hard to let anyone--especially Aarav Mehra--get under her skin. 𝗔𝗮𝗿𝗮𝘃 𝗠𝗲𝗵𝗿𝗮, the charming, appealing, heir to his family's luxury hospitality empire, has never met a woman who challenges him quite like Manya. She's infuriating, brilliant, and absolutely immune to his charm, making her the most interesting part of his day. When a family twist forces Manya and Aarav into a fake engagement, what begins as a performance quickly unravels into something dangerously real. Between barbed banter, stolen glances, and the kind of moments that feel too true to fake, their carefully drawn lines begin to blur, and both are forced to confront what's real, what's pretend, and whether love might just be the biggest risk either of them has ever taken.

❝𝗞𝗶𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝗜𝗻𝘁𝗼𝗱𝗶𝗮 & 𝗣𝗶𝗵𝘂 𝗞𝘂𝗹𝗸𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶 ❞ She was his best friend's sister-in-law. He was her brother-in-law's best friend. They met, they fought. They talked, they fought. There wasn't a single time they met without ending up fighting with each other. They loved to annoy and irritate each other. And they couldn't tolerate each other's presence for more than five minutes. But then, a situation arose that made them date each other. Sorry-fake date each other. They hated it. They hated each other. But they had to make it look real. And somehow, in all the chaos of pretending to love someone you can barely stand, something began to change... "𝑳𝒐𝒌 𝒎𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒂𝒎𝒄𝒉𝒚𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒂𝒉𝒆. 𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒓𝒆! 𝑯𝒊 𝒌𝒂𝒊 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊𝒚𝒆, 𝒆𝒌𝒅𝒖𝒎 𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒂𝒂𝒉𝒆!" ----𝑷𝒊𝒉𝒖 𝑲𝒖𝒍𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊 "𝑾𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒊, 𝒌𝒐𝒊 𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒏𝒂 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒆. 𝑷𝒂𝒓 𝒋𝒂𝒃 𝒘𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒏𝒂 𝒉𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒕𝒐 𝒋𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒉 𝒆𝒌𝒅𝒖𝒎 𝒔𝒖𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒊 𝒔𝒖𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒊 𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊. 𝑲𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒐 𝒌𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒔𝒊 𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒕𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊." ---𝑲𝒊𝒂𝒂𝒏 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒂

♡Ishq Deewangi♡ RUDVAY BATRA - He's the calm, confident and ambitious boy who never thought about the concept of love and falling badly in it. VARANYA ARORA - She's the Sweet, chaotic and confident girl who know the concept very well and is in love hopelessly. >♡< RUDVAY ♡ VARANYA Childhood crush ♡ Neighbors ♡ Toppers ♡ Friends♡ >♡<♡<

❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |