Naina Verma never imagined her first job posting would bring her to the unfamiliar streets of Haryana. Far away from her small town, family, and comfort, she struggles to adjust to a place filled with silence, fear, and strangers who never feel safe. But everything changes when she crosses paths with Daksh Lohchab - Daksh is exactly the kind of person Naina should stay away from. Yet behind his rough exterior lies an unexpected calm... a strange sense of protection she cannot explain. In a city that scares her every day, Daksh slowly becomes the only thing that feels safe. A story of fear, loneliness, protection, and a love that begins where comfort ends.

Book 1 in Political Series He wasn't the kind of man people spoke about softly. Yuvraaj Singh Malik The young MLA of Haryana. Future face of politics. Son of the current Chief Minister. Calm. Composed. Untouchable. The kind of man who never raises his voice... because people tremble before he ever needs to. Power followed him like a shadow. And so did fear. Until one random afternoon, he sees a girl standing in the middle of the road, arguing fearlessly while helping an old woman gather her fallen belongings. No fear. No hesitation. No interest in who was watching her. And for the first time in years, someone stays in Yuvraaj Singh Malik's mind longer than politics. Kashish Bhardwaj never planned to be noticed by a man like him. A postgraduate student from a strict Brahmin family, a girl balancing studies, work, dreams, and responsibilities all together. Opinionated. Fierce. And completely unaware that every passing day, the MLA of Haryana is beginning to memorize her existence. The routes she takes. The cafés she visits. The dogs she feeds. The expressions she makes when she's angry. It starts with silent glances. Then curiosity. Then obsession. And the scariest part? Yuvraaj Singh Malik has never walked away from something once he decides he wants it. Trops:- ༺ calm dangerous ML ༺ politician × independent girl ༺ he fell first ༺ he fell way too hard ༺ silent obsession ༺ one woman man ༺ "uski pasandida aurat" ༺ the only woman he softens for ༺ eye-contact tension ༺ slow burn romance ༺ Haryanvi ML ༺ strong female lead ❥ This is a completely desi Haryanvi story set in Haryana, so Hindi and Haryanvi dialogues will be used according to the characters and vibe 🌙 ❥ English is not my first language and this is my very first story, so please ignore small grammatical mistakes 😭✨ ❥ I hope you all enjoy Yuvraaj and Kashish's world as much as I enjoy creating it 🤍

I was infertile. My husband Taehyung said he would love me no matter what. For three years, he had always been gentle to me, I was happy that I found someone who truly loved me and didn't mind that I couldn't give him a child. Until one day, I learned the fact that he's been cheating on me a long time ago, living a double life, and having a baby with someone else. And that woman was a very close friend of mine. I was mad, I slapped her, but didn't expect it would kill her baby. Taehyung was furious and sent his lawyer to force me to sign the divorce agreement. I was told not to take any jewelry Taehyung bought me, and no property would belong to me, all I could do was just pack and leave. Three years later, I came back for revenge, with another man...

Glimpse : - Raj has always hated responsibility. He grew up seeing betrayal, control, and neglect, he doesn't believe in marriage or family life. He lives alone, earns just enough for himself, and likes it that way. The idea of being a husband or father scares him. He never wanted to marry, but now he finds himself trapped in a wedding he tried to escape. He has no expectations from this marriage and plans to stay distant. Avni's life has been full of comparison and sacrifice. She is a twin, and her sister Disha has always been favored and given everything first. She grew up in her sister's shadow, getting hand-me-downs and being overlooked in studies, looks, and skills. When her sister's wedding ran into problems because of dowry, Avni was suddenly offered as a replacement bride to save her sister's marriage . She felt trapped again, and forced to compromise her happiness for others.... RAJ x AVNI ♡ Strangers to partners to lovers ( first 6 chapters are boring )

For Laila, love is devotion-every breath steeped in the remembrance of God. For Aamir love is a storm, untamed and distant from the faith she holds so close. Together they burn, fierce and unyielding, yet fragile under the weight of unspoken fears. When the truth of Laila's infertility strikes, their bond begins to wither in silence, every moment testing the limits of patience, faith, and desire. And then, one night, her soft voice broke the silence, echoing through the hollow of her own heart: "Aapko dusri shaadi kar leni chahiye." What once felt like freedom becomes a chain. What once was worship becomes a trial. This is their Qaid-e-Ishq-a love so fierce it binds, a faith so fragile it breaks.

They were an ordinary couple in an ordinary world-two people stitched together by family expectations, uncertain dreams, and the quiet hope that love would be enough. Nandini came from a modest middle-class home, raised to believe in patience, sacrifice, and the gentle power of silence. Manik, steady and determined, carried the weight of responsibility from the moment he learned what it meant to provide and protect. Their marriage was not the dramatic kind sung about in films-no grand gestures, no fairy-tale promises. It was a story built in the bit-by-bit rhythm of real life. There were mornings when the world felt full of warmth, when laughter echoed in narrow rooms and the smell of fresh paranthas made the home feel soft and safe. There were nights, too, when exhaustion settled heavy, when words cut sharp, and when silence stretched longer than comfort allowed. They learned to fall, and they learned to rise. To break, and to rebuild. To hold on, even when it would have been easier to let go. This is their journey-of love that grew not from perfection, but from persistence. Of dreams that survived through struggle. Of a marriage that found meaning in the spaces between storm and calm. And like the rain that washes a tired city clean, every beginning came quietly-soft, trembling, and hopeful. This is where their story starts. ‼️ The following work contains explicit sexual content and mature themes. It is intended for an adult audience only. Please read responsibly.

I cradled him tenderly against my chest, his tears falling into the gentle folds of my kurta's neckline. "Nayan," I whispered. He only tightened his grasp on my waist, his silence speaking volumes. The thought of revealing my knowledge of his love, the woman who had long held my husband's heart, felt suffocating. But I remained silent, savoring the warmth of our first tender touch, our first embrace, as I held him to his vulnerability.

Set in early 2000s India, this is a slow-burn romance of unsaid feelings, stubborn silences, and hearts that take their time to fall. "I have loved you since I was six." But I never told him. Because he was my best friend's brother. Because he was eight years older. Because he never looked at me the way I looked at him. Years passed. I never moved on. Not even a little. And then... he came back-older, colder, and wearing a police uniform. Then, I did the one thing I never dared before. I wrote him a letter. A letter full of everything I had buried inside me for years. He read it. And broke my heart with five quiet words: "You are not my type." But fate, it seems, has a twisted sense of humour. One letter. One rejection. And one arranged marriage proposal later, suddenly, I'm his fiancée. He asked me to say no. I said yes.

He was a soldier once. Now, just a man trying to fit into his old life. She is a teacher with a kind heart and soft, stubborn hope. Old wooden gates. Quiet walks after sunset. Chai cups left half-finished. Hearts learning to speak without words. Two lost souls. One borrowed life. A story of homecoming. He Found His Home. This story is a slice of life type story. If you want tadak bhadak, don't read it. ML: Ved (6'2)- 29 years old (Retired Soldier) FL: Anugya (5'3)- 24 years old (science teacher) Ved's nature: Quiet, action-oriented (does more, talks less), a little disconnected after military life, finding home again. His feeling: His own home feels foreign, unfamiliar now. His desire: He just wants to settle, find peace. Anugya's nature: Kind heart, loving and caring. despite being a science teacher- she believes in gut feeling. Her feeling: Love to live in reality, find happiness even in little things. Her desire: wants to provide her Bua and phupha till their old age. Slow Shine presents: "He Found His Home"