There are stories that begin with magic. And then there are stories that begin with silence. This is not a story about a girl who found her place in Hogwarts. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍. Born beneath a golden moon and tied to two ancient bloodlines, 𝕂𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕜𝕒 ℝ𝕒𝕛𝕧𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕙 grows up unaware that her very existence has awakened something long forgotten. For centuries, the 𝗥𝗮𝗷𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵𝘀 and the 𝗩𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗵𝗮𝗻𝘀 have carried a rivalry buried beneath history, secrets, and old wounds. But some stories refuse to stay hidden. As Krittika enters Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, strange events begin to unfold. Ancient magic stirs. Forgotten prophecies resurface. And a mystery older than either family begins calling her name. 𝐵𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝐵𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛. 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒..... 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦 ℎ𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛... 🖤 𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗢𝗻𝗲 𝗕𝗲𝗴𝗶𝗻𝘀

Her healer had the bloodiest hands~ 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 • 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 • 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 • 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐬 • 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐧 • 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 • 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧 • 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚 • 𝐇𝐞 𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭, 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫 ୨୧ ───────────── ୨୧ #1 in Indian romance [8.09.26] #1 in romantic suspense[25.09.26]

"EK TARAF KHASARE SAARE JAHAN KE EK TARAF MERE HAATH SE GANWAYA HUA TU" ___________________________________________ He waited six years for her. She never knew he was waiting. Now they're married. And he hates her for a reason she doesn't remember. Sb abhi hi bata doongi to padhoge kya yaaar!!😭 ___________________________________________ Book rated 18+ | Romantic - thriller

𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙆𝙞 𝙇𝙖𝙩𝙩 𝙈𝙤𝙝𝙚.... 𝘼𝙚𝙨𝙞 𝙇𝙖𝙜𝙞 𝙃𝙤𝙜𝙮𝙞... ♡𝙈𝘼𝙄 𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙒𝘼𝘼𝙍𝙄♡ ******************** Those eyes. Dark, intense, and impossibly deep, fixed on me in a way that made my breath catch. There was no anger in them, no mockery, just a strange calm that pulled me in without warning. I couldn't explain why my heart started pounding so loudly or why looking away felt impossible. In that moment, it felt like the world had shifted slightly off its axis, leaving me shaken in a way I wasn't ready to understand. ~ Anvi Malhotra✨ ________________________________________________ This peacock feather... it reminds me of Krishna and Radha, the kind of love that people don't just feel, but worship. A love so pure that it became divine. I know nothing in this world can ever match what they shared. Maybe no human love ever can. But what I feel is honest, and it comes from the deepest part of my heart. It may not be perfect, but it is real. So, with your permission, can you please make me yours? Can you please do me the honour of calling me yours?" ~ Avighna Rawal🦚 ________________________________________________ Dive into the story to know more ❤️✨. No cheating. No toxicity. No love triangles. Just a simple school love story filled with love, friendship, laughter, and moments that might bring back memories of your school days. 29/4/26 - [No. 1 on top 10 indian stories] 2/7/26 - [No. 7 on top 10 indian stories] ________________________________________________ © 2025 by PranishaXwriters. All rights reserved.

"How dare you!!!" She screamed. And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing, because the next moment, he hissed, "Congratulations. That slap is just going to make you my wife." 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | Romantic-Thriller