🔞 "Jyada flirt nahi kar rahe?" I asked. "Aapke saath nahi karunga, toh kiske saath karunga, Doctor Sahiba?" he replied. SIA BEDI Sassy when angry, but usually quiet and reserved. A doctor trying to balance her career, her love for fiction, and the constant pressure of marriage. "It's not that I don't want to get married... but where will I find a sweet, caring husband?" REYANSH AGARWAL A classic I-don't-care personality, but a complete softie for family. The eldest son with responsibilities... and zero time for relationships. "Mom wants me to get married, but girls nowadays want to live separately. I want someone who is both shy and bold... at this rate, I might die single." Two reserved hearts. Two strong personalities. Destiny will make them meet... But will they understand each other? Or will they be too guarded to see what's right in front of them? ✨ Let's dive into their story. ( let me say something both are secretly hopelessly romantic BUT behave as siddha saddha bacchas) ITS A FEEL-GOOD STORY NO MISUNDERSTANDING! NO CHEATING! HAPPY ENDING!

***WATTYS 2021 YA WINNER*** When her handsome nemesis challenges her to a bet, ambitious eighteen-year-old Nyla must go on more dates than him or risk losing her dream role on the school paper. The only problem is, can she stop herself from falling for him in the process? ***** The world of online dating is hard...especially when the boy you hate turns it into a competition. Ambitious Nyla Satori has a perfect life, except for the fact she's on the brink of adulthood and has never been kissed. She's also about to lose her dream role on the school paper to her ex-best friend turned nemesis, Jax Henderson, unless she can do something to stop him. When Jax spots her eyeing his new dating app, he comes up with a bet that solves all of her problems: the pair will join the app, and whoever scores the most dates in two months wins the role of Faculty Advisor. For Nyla, it's the ultimate bet, but when old feelings resurface and the pair grow closer, she starts to wonder if she really hates Jax as much as she thought she did. Either way, there can only be one winner at the end of two months, and both are certain that it's going to be them. Let the swiping game commence. *If you aren't reading this book on Wattpad, it has been stolen. Please report the website!*

1st book of Cursed series in continuation of Shivanya series "You should stop staring at me like I'm some monster," Dhruv said coldly. Taara replied looking into his eyes "Then stop behaving like one, Rawal sa (prince) " For the first time in years... he laughed. But Dhruv didn't fall for her because she was soft. He fell because she walked straight into his darkness without trembling. "I ruin everything I touch," he warned her while caressing her cheeks Taara looked him straight in the eyes. "Then maybe I was born to survive ruin. " What Taara didn't know was - Dhruv had already decided something terrifying. He believed she was the only one who could break his curse. And he was willing to destroy the entire kingdom to keep her beside him. They called him the shadow of the kingdom. A person who doesn't have any identity of his own. Who lives under shadow of someone else. Prince Dhruv - the second prince of mahawargarh. A widower. Most intelligent and interested only in politics . A feared warrior. And the father of a five-year-old daughter who barely smiled anymore. People whispered that something inside him had died the night his wife did. But no one knew his real secret. No one knew the prince locked himself behind closed doors every night, drowning in dangerous addictions to silence the demons in his head. No one knew his hands trembled from withdrawal before battles. No one knew he believed he was cursed. And then came Taara. A maid who was too fearless for her own good. Too confident to lower her eyes. Too brave to fear a broken prince. She was just a maid working in his kingdom not aware of the fact...that she is going to be the curse breaker for him. " I am not innocent at all my little moon " he replied while moving towards her with slow steps " I am cursed " he smirked. Highy mature content

First book in the series : He clamp his hand over her mouth, preventing her from bickering, her eyes widens, she says something but it is muffled over his palm. "You talk too much, you know that?" his other hand slid on her waist, bringing her closer. "You don't like me?" she shook her head. He lean in and whisper in her ear. "let me get you a drink and we can change that in the bedroom? I think I can make you scream my name just fine, bet you'd look amazing without those clothes on your sexy body" He want to see her reaction, maybe a sultry smile, she looks like this innocent ones who are absolutely wild in bed. He groan when she steps on his feet, he get his hand off her face and the next thing made him recoil as if he have been slapped- because she did slapped him. Her palm made contact with his face with a noise, his hand let go of her waist. ~~~~~ Sarah Miller is known to be a sarcastic one, who usually gets what she wants without trying much, not because she's a snob. But because of her nature, she's the one who can stand up for herself and places self respect over anything. But what happens when she moves to Portland and a typical playboy guy's cheek met her palm. Jaxson Blackwood is just another one who can be called 'cocky' and a 'jerk' when they don't know him, those who do know him will say the same because nobody ever tried to understand. 𝘈 𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘈 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘸𝘰. Will she find out and be something more than enemy? or Will he break her in a way that no one can fix her?

"𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘢." *** She grew up learning that love hurts. A scar above her eyebrow... a childhood filled with fear... a mother she lost too soon. Now, with only one week to arrange 25 lakhs, she's forced into a world she never wanted- and into a marriage with a man who looks at her like she's already his. But some stories aren't about falling in love... they're about surviving it. And sometimes... you don't realize which one you're doing until it's too late. _____________ ______ Read the story to know more.

‎‧₊˚✧ Unedited the first draft of the book, ✧˚₊. ꧁ᬊᬁ𝕱𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖞 𝕽𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑𝖗𝖞, 𝕰𝖓𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗 ᬊ᭄꧂ 𝐻𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓁, 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓁. 𝐻𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓈𝓉, 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓈𝓈. 𝐻𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒾𝓀𝑒𝓈. 𝒮𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝓊𝓃𝓉𝓈. 𐙚 ⋆˚Aakarsh Singh Mehrotra X Ikshita Singhania ⋆˚꩜｡۶ৎ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴜɴᴛᴇʀ ᴍᴇᴇᴛꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋᴇʀ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋᴇʀ ꜱᴛʀɪᴋᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇʏ ɪꜱ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴜɴᴛ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ. ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ, ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱ, ᴀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ɪꜱ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴅ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɪɴᴋ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ. ⌯⌲⋆. 𐙚˚࿔ Bound by the flames of revenge, yet chasing different prey, their worlds collided. She was sold to him-nothing more than a pawn, a possession in his ruthless game. 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ‎‧₊˚✧They tried to shatter them. Instead, they rose-like a phoenix, reborn from the ashes..❤︎‎✧˚₊‧ 𖹭ᴊᴀʙ ɴᴀꜰʀᴀᴛ ᴋᴀʀɪ ᴘᴏʀᴇ ᴊᴜɴᴏᴏɴ ꜱᴇ ᴋᴀʀɪ ᴀʙ ᴍᴏʜᴀʙʙᴀᴛ ᴅᴇᴇᴡᴀɴɢᴀɴɪ ᴋɪ ʜᴀʀ ʜᴀᴅᴅ ᴘᴀʀ ᴋᴇ ᴋɪᴋᴀʀᴇɴɢᴇ. 𖹭 top trending in India at #1 four times , #3 two times, #5; in Canada at #4 & #5 thrice; in UK #2, in US #5 ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ Bonus chapters available on stck ! Unedited version as well on stck completed ! ꧁ঔৣ☬✞ᯓ ✈︎✞☬ঔৣ꧂

They didn't fall in love. They broke into it. A marriage built on silence. A man who never lets go. And a woman who's never known what it feels like to be chosen-until now. He loved in silence. She ached in noise. Adyant Shah was everything Dhruvi Kapoor couldn't understand-quiet, composed, untouchable. She wanted fire. He offered stillness. But some loves don't need grand gestures-just the courage to stay. hello fellas, Bold at heart, soft in words. I write the kind of love that aches-and the kind of pain that lingers. If you're here to feel, you're home. Its an matured theme story and will keep you hooked. its my first story as well so please let me know if you like it.

The fire moth revolves around the burning flame unaware that it is the same fire that will burn it down. Two people who are still finding out their ways in life, but what if love finds them before that? Despite the differences, they come together, sometimes fighting each other and sometimes fixing each other. Two people who come from different walks of life to walking one together along with the flow of life. He didn't know how to fight the everyday challenges of life because he never had to face any but learns it anyhow for her. She didn't know how to receive love but received it anyhow when it came from him. He's not the one to listen to anyone but sits there for hours to hear her talk. When life decides to make you mature in its own ways and love decides to write its own fate, they can't help but become a parvaana for each other, fighting passionately to win in this game of love whilst exploring who they are and who they have become. A story of two people who are classes apart but has the same heart, a story of sacrificing oneself in love, Parvaane Rang: The Passion of Love. Because when it is the matter of love, even the moth is willing to fight the flames.

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

friends to lover kashvi X Eshaan Kashvi Raval, a 20-year-old computer science student, leads a simple middle-class life full of dreams and quiet joys. Her world was peaceful-until a devastating storm shattered everything she held dear. When the two most important people in her life suddenly left, Kashvi found herself completely alone, struggling to hold her family and her spirit together. On the other side is Eshaan Mehra, a 21-year-old Computer science student born into immense wealth and privilege. The son of a billionaire, Ishaan's life seems like an endless party-full of noise, glamour, and superficial fun. But beneath that sparkling surface hides a turbulent storm within. Ishaan hides his broken heart behind laughter and reckless living, desperate to find some calm in the chaos of his emotions. When fate brings Kashvi and Eshaan together, two shattered souls unexpectedly find solace in each other's company. What begins as a tentative friendship gradually grows into something deeper-a fragile feeling that neither of them dared to name before. As their bond strengthens, both must confront their past wounds and fears. Will their newfound love be the healing light that mends their broken hearts? Or will the weight of their personal struggles tear their friendship-and maybe their hearts-apart forever?