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୨୧ 𝐀𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐚: 𝐁𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡 ୨୧ by Anuvae
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❝ 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗂𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗄𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗆. 𝖨𝗍'𝗌 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇. ❞ ╭───────────୨ৎ───────────╮ 𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐀 𝐁𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡 ╰───────────୨ৎ───────────╯ Growing up was never meant to feel this lonely. A little girl is born into the world wrapped in love. They admire her tiny hands, celebrate her laughter, and dream of the woman she'll one day become. But somewhere between childhood and adulthood, life quietly begins asking questions she was never taught how to answer. Some are about changing bodies. Some are about friendships, expectations, and fears. Others hide behind family dinners, closed bedroom doors, unshed tears, and the words no one ever finds the courage to say. This isn't merely the story of a girl growing up. It's the story of a family growing with her. A journey through love that is sometimes misunderstood, silence that speaks louder than words, mistakes that leave invisible scars, and the warmth every child deserves to find before the world teaches them how to survive. Because every home holds memories. Every smile hides a story. And every family has a silence they've learned to live with... But what if one little girl decides to break it? 🤍 ⋆。˚❝ 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽... 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍? ❞ ˚。⋆
𝖬𝖤𝖱𝖤 𝖠𝖫𝖠 𝖩𝖠𝖳𝖳 by Anuvae
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#1- #Wattpad (05-09-2026) #1- Punjab #1- Cute #1- Meerut #1- Haryana #1-Introverti #1- Politics #1- Jatt "He rules Bathinda like it's his personal kingdom. She's just a quiet girl from Meerut who doesn't even speak his language-let alone bow down to him." Basuri Gupta didn't expect much when she packed her bags in Meerut, cleared CUET, and moved halfway across the country to study at the Central University of Punjab. Staying at her father's old friend's house seemed safe enough. She liked her jeans, she kept her head down, and she spoke only when she had to. She certainly didn't plan on meeting him. Nihal Sandhu is everything Bathinda warns you about. Six-foot-two of unhinged, hot-tempered chaos, wrapped in crisp shirts, Nehru jackets, aviators, and a heavy gold kadha clinking against his wrist. He's the guy who drives a black Thar like he owns the pavement, smokes away his volatile patience, and rules a tight-knit circle of ruthless boys who don't answer to anyone. When Nihal's eyes first land on the quiet, unbothered girl staying at his best friend's house-a girl who looks right through his dark stares instead of trembling-it snaps something inside him. She thinks she can just fade into the background. He's about to make sure her whole world revolves around him. "Akhaan vich ankh paun ton dardi ae, par mere dil diyan saariyan chahbiyaan ehde kol ne... sach aakhda, eh Meerut aali kudi mera sab kujh lut ke le gayi ae." (Translation: She's scared to look me in the eyes, but she holds all the keys to my heart... honestly speaking, this girl from Meerut has looted and stolen my entire world.) A slow-burn, obsessive romance filled with cultural clashes, language barriers, quiet defiance, and a Jatt who doesn't know how to let go once he's hooked.
SINGLE PAPA: THE LITTLE REASON by Anuvae
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What if one day, your cold, dangerous world is turned completely upside down when someone forces a tiny, fragile baby into your arms and says.... "She's yours"? He can handle ruthless boardrooms, elite security, and deadly threats without blinking. But holding a six-month-old baby girl who won't stop staring at him? That's pure panic. Zero experience. No manual. A group of chaotic family members trying to help. And a tiny little girl who just stole the heart of the most untouchable man in the city. He used to live for power....now he lives to protect his little reason. Dive in to read the hilarious, dangerous, and heart-melting family journey of Single Papa: The Little Reason!
𐙚 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝑶𝑵𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹'𝑺 𝑮𝑰𝑭𝑻 𐙚 by Anuvae
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Update only on Saturday and Sunday ❝ 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐌𝐨𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧. ❞ ══════════ ❖ ══════════ 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝑶𝑵𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹'𝑺 𝑮𝑰𝑭𝑻 𓂃 𝑨 𝑩𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒗𝒂 𝑺𝒊𝒏 𓂃 ══════════ ❖ ══════════ One secret. Three killers. Zero mercy. †--------------------† Five-year-old Feodora was a secret Maksim Volkov never meant to keep because he never knew she existed. Raised in the shadows by her mother, Irina, Feodora was a "Blessing" hidden from the cold, violent world of the Bratva. But when her mother's light goes out, the little girl is left at the iron gates of the Volkov estate-the only home of the "Iron Tsar." Waiting behind those gates are three predators who have never known a gentle touch. Forged in blood and trained to rule through fear, they don't see a sister-they see a liability in a war that never ends. In a house built on sins and silence, she is a gift they never asked for and a target they aren't prepared to shield. Will the secret that brought her here be the very thing that destroys the Volkov empire? When the monsters finally face a child with their own eyes, who will blink first? Who will break first-the monsters or the blessing? Can they keep her safe when the greatest threat might be the blood flowing through their own veins? 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚'𝒗𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑮𝒐𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘
𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐀(Hold) by Anuvae
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Arnav Singh Rathore is the undisputed king of Delhi's dark underworld and a ruthless billionaire tycoon who commands boardrooms with the same lethal precision he uses to rule his criminal empire. Cold, calculating, and completely devoid of mercy, he has only one weakness: his younger sister, Avanya. Anyone who dares touch what is his faces a death sentence. Iraya Vats. A brilliant, fiercely independent defense attorney who doesn't bow down to power, status, or a man with blood on his hands. When she takes on the high-profile, high-stakes custody case for Avanya, she expects a brutal legal battlefield. What she doesn't expect is to win the case-and inadvertently claim the dark, dangerous obsession of Delhi's most feared monster. To the world, he is a tyrant. But to Iraya, he becomes a beautifully toxic shadow that refuses to let her go. She won his family's freedom, and now, Arnav is determined to make her his queen. He will tear down his entire empire piece by piece just to keep her warm in the embers. Iraya thought she was just doing her job. She didn't realize that by saving his sister, she set fire to the king's restraint and became his ultimate Fiamma. ⚠️ WHAT TO EXPECT: Mafia King x Fierce Lawyer Trope Alpha Male / Possessive / Dark Romance Themes Absolute Obsession & Feral Protection High-Heat / Scorching Physical Intimacy Forced Proximity & Mind-Bending Tension Note: This is the first book in the Crimson Vows Series. While it follows the aftermath of Avanya's custody battle, it can be read as a standalone romance arc.
𝗔 𝗩 𝗔 𝗡 𝗬 𝗔 : 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓜𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓶𝓽𝓱 by Anuvae
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❝ 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬. 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫. ❞ ✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ══════════ ❖ ══════════ 𝑨 𝑽 𝑨 𝑵 𝒀 𝑨 𓂃 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒕𝒉 𓂃 ══════════ ❖ ══════════ She grew up knowing care. Gentle hands. Quiet protection. A presence that felt like home when the world felt too sharp. She was loved. But love does not erase everything. And being protected does not mean being untouched by pain. Some silences stay too long. Some truths arrive too early. Some burdens are never meant for a child. So she learned to endure. To smile softly. To speak less. To carry hurt without letting it show. Warmth became her instinct. Quiet strength, her shield. Then she stepped into a house ruled by power. A family built on authority and discipline, where emotions were controlled and warmth was never taught. At its center stood a man shaped by shadows- respected in light, feared in darkness. His past was buried deep, But it was never gone. Around him stood sons who had been raised to command. Composed. Unyielding. Dangerous in their silence. She did not arrive to change them. She did not come to heal anyone. She arrived carrying love and loss, warmth learned from care, Strength born from survival. And sometimes- That kind of warmth is the most dangerous thing of all. ✨ Can someone who has known both comfort and cruelty survive a world built on control? ✨ Will softness last where emotions are considered weakness? Dive