What if forever started as a lie? Fame looks beautiful from a distance, full of bright lights, loud applause, and a life everyone believes must be perfect. Yet behind the spotlight, even the brightest stars learn how heavy constant attention can feel, and how carefully the truth must be hidden to survive it. Jhalak Sharma steps into that world to protect Raghbir Oberoi, determined to stop a scandal from tearing everything apart while reminding herself that her place in his life was never meant to last. It should have remained simple and professional, but some choices quietly grow into something larger than the moment they were made in. What begins as damage control slowly turns into something fragile, something dangerous, something neither of them ever planned for. Because behind the cameras and practiced smiles she becomes the only one who sees the man he hides from the world. She has admired him from afar like millions of others, a truth she was never meant to carry this close to her heart, and he never expected the person standing beside him in his worst moment to become the one he cannot imagine losing. This is a story about the life that exists when the cameras stop rolling, about feelings that were never part of the agreement, and about two people discovering that love becomes far more complicated when the world believes it already owns you. Because sometimes the hardest place to love someone... is right under the spotlight.

"𝙄𝙛 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙛𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙖 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩." ~ BOOK ONE OF FATED HEARTS SERIES (can be read standalone) She lowered her gaze, her voice barely above a whisper. "Aapne aakhir mujh mein aisa kya dekha... jo mujhse itni mohabbat kar baithe? Mujhe toh nahi lagta ki main aapke pyaar ke layak bhi hoon." He smiled gently and lifted her chin until her eyes met his. "Yeh faisla aapka nahi... mere dil ka hai. Duniya aapko meri patni ke naam se jaanti hogi, lekin mere liye aap meri 𝘏𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘪 ho." "Meri ibadat, meri dua, mera sukoon aur woh eklauti aurat jiske saamne mera dil khushi se jhukta hai." He leaned forward and placed a tender kiss on her forehead. "Aur jab tak meri saansein chalti rahengi yeh dil sirf tumhare liye hi dhadkega." [ You'll find the English translation inside the book. ] | 𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐱 𝐑𝐔𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 | Two broken souls. One collision of destiny. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱... It isn't just their hearts that are connected; their pasts are wound around each other in ways neither of them can imagine. And when the truth finally surfaces, it will rewrite everything they ever believed.

╰┈➤ʙᴏᴏᴋ 𝟷 ᴏғ ʙʀɪᴅᴇ sᴇʀɪᴇs 𝑫𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒖𝒑𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔 from now ᴄʜᴇғ x ᴀʀᴛɪsᴛ (ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀs sᴛᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏɴᴇ) Raghav Oberoi,a renowned chef who lives for perfection. Cold, composed, and unreadable... a man whose silence commands more than words ever could. Tara Bansal, a quiet dreamer lost in her world of colors and canvas. To her, art is everything... but to her family, it's nothing but a meaningless escape. One reckless night of freedom. One unforgettable mistake. A night that binds them... yet leaves them as strangers. They don't remember each other... But he remembers her tattoo. And that single memory turns into an obsession he can't escape. Fate plays its cruel game when their worlds collide again... Not as lovers... but as husband and wife. She becomes the bride he never wanted. The replacement he never accepted. And the truth he has been desperately searching

❝What happens when two complete strangers are forced into a marriage neither saw coming?❞ 𝐀𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐡𝐠𝐚𝐥 never had anything work in her favor. All she ever wanted was a family of her own-someone to belong to, someone to cherish her. Just when she thought peace was within reach, life threw her into yet another storm. This time, it came wrapped in wedding vows. When her cousin ran away on the day of the wedding, Amulya was pushed forward as the replacement bride-a desperate cover-up for the family's honor. No one asked if she wanted this. No one cared. 𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 had everything-money, power, a name people respected... or feared. But he still felt hollow, like something essential was missing. A void he couldn't name. Until he saw her. Standing alone in a bridal lehenga, being accused of betrayal, while her relatives played the victims with practiced lies. And then came that voice-manipulative, dripping with guilt: "Aise mat kijiye... kya hoga is bachi ka? Ab kaun karega isse shaadi?" He knew the tears were fake. But her silence was real. Her fear? Even more so. And before logic could catch up with impulse, his voice rang out across the chaotic venue: "Main karunga." A marriage neither of them wanted. A connection neither of them expected. A truth that could shatter everything. ❝He fell first. He fell harder. But will she ever fall at all?❞ Tropes Marriage of Convenience Forced Marriage Car Racer x Secretary Green Forest Family Drama Strangers to Friends Twists, Secrets, and Suspense He fell first & harder .......... Read The Book to Know the whole Story 🎀

#𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐔𝐧𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 ✮⋆˙𝐀 𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞˙⋆✮ He carried scars no one could see, but in her arms those wounds began to heal... Ekansh Roy Kapoor, who lost his smile, his light, and his will to feel. Raised by his loving grandparents, yet haunted by a past he couldn't escape, he grew up to be cold, distant, and emotionally locked away... Enter Aarohi Singhania, a whirlwind of laughter, color, and chaos. A girl with sunshine in her soul, who crashes into his life with chaos, fiery arguments, and a heart that refuses to give up on him. Two hearts. One guarded by pain. One blooming with hope. Will she be the light that brings him back from the darkness... or just another goodbye he's too scared to say? ───⋆˙𖹭˙⋆─── "Aadat na ban jaaun tumhari." "Sirf aadat kyu? Tum toh meri khwahish bhi ban chuki ho." ───⋆˙𖹭˙⋆─── ✮𝐄𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐑𝐎𝐘 𝐊𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐑 A heart once full of dreams, now wrapped in silence, too scared to hope again. ✮𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐀 She carried a heart full of sunshine, determined to heal the boy, who forgot how to feel.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 "Are you completely insane?" I hissed in a furious whisper, grabbing his arm and tugging him deeper into the dark. "What the hell are you doing here, Abhiman? Go to your house right now." He didn't move an inch. "I told you I'm not leaving until you talk to me properly." he said, his voice a low, stubborn murmur. "I had to see you." "Abhiman, please, you don't understand." I pleaded, my eyes darting frantically toward the main house windows. "And if you get caught, my father will seriously kill you." "Let them see." he muttered recklessly, his grip tightening as he leaned down. "I don't care about them. I only care about you." ༻❁༺ started on : 5/12/25 ended on :

She was the girl everyone whispered about - the *impure one*, the *bad omen*, the *unmarried mother*. For years, she carried her shame in silence, protecting her child and enduring the cruel stares of a world that never cared to know her truth. Until the day fate played its cruelest card. When her sister suddenly disappeared hours before her wedding, she was forced to take her place - veiled, trembling, and bound to a man she barely knew. But destiny had already written a darker twist... Because the groom - the man standing at the altar - was the very one who had unknowingly fathered her child. Two souls bound by a past they can't remember, a present they can't escape, and a truth powerful enough to shatter everything they believe in. In a world quick to judge and slow to forgive, can love rise from the ashes of betrayal and fate?

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐍𝐘𝐑𝐀 𝐱 𝐕𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆 She once dreamed of marrying Him. Not for revenge. Not for hatred. But for love. Love from that childhood. Genuine. Pure. Until the night that changed everything. Years later, she returns with a heart full of scars and a plan carefully built on betrayal. She will marry him, step into his world, and watch it crumble from the inside. But Vedang doesn't see an enemy. He only see his Littlehead, whom he thought he lost years ago. Without knowing the truth behind her identity, he finds himself helplessly drawn to her-obsessed, captivated, and hopelessly in love. And every time he calls her "little head," something from past threatens to break the wall. Because revenge is simple. But loving the man you swore to destroy... is not. But by the time the truth surfaces and He founds his family member's murderer. You all will ask- who destroyed whom? NYRA DHAWAN x VEDANG SINGHANIA

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐍𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐱 𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐇 "Main aapse pyaar nhi karta or nahi kabhi zindagi me kar sakta, ye shaadi mere liye kuch nhi hai" These were the first words from him after the marriage which broke her heart completely. She cried all night not because of the marriage-because of his hate towards her. ------ •×Troopsו Princess× King Soft romance with dark glimpses Forbidden love Arrange marriage Changed bride Replacement Touch her and die She fell first he fell harder Slow-burn Traditions וWarningsו Violence Abuses Murder/suicides Alcohol consumption Note: It based on pure imagination of @naynraex aka me #3 in top 10 in india : 30/03/2026 #5 : 31/03/2026

#Top10 in India (9/7/2026) #Top5 in India (9/2/2026)-(4/7/2026) #Top4 in India (11/2/2026)-(10/5/2026) #Top3 in India (11/5/2026) ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ His large, calloused hand wrapped gently around my throat-not to hurt, but to own. The cold silver of my waist chain pressed into my bare stomach as he pinned me flush against the heavy mahogany of his study desk. "You think you can hide from me, Little Bird?" His voice was a lethal, gravelly whisper against my ear, sending a violent shiver of wet heat straight to my core. "You think you can wear things that beg to be ripped off, and I won't collect what belongs to me?" I gasped as his rough fingers hooked under the delicate lace of my panties, snapping the thin fabric effortlessly. "Aarav, please-" "Please what?" He bit down on the sensitive skin of my neck, swallowing my desperate whimper. His thick thigh forced my knees apart, leaving me completely, helplessly exposed to his burning, pitch-black gaze. "Tell me exactly what you want. Use your words, Priyanshi." My nails dug into his broad shoulders, my entire body trembling with a heavy, throbbing ache that only he could cure. I looked into the eyes of the devil I married, finally surrendering to his darkness. "Please," I sobbed, my hips arching eagerly into his touch. "Please, Aarav. Take it." A wicked, triumphant smirk touched his lips. "Good girl. Now, scream for me." · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · Priyanshi Verma prayed to Krishna for a fairytale love story. Instead, she was sold to the Devil in a bespoke suit. Aarav Rathore. Billionaire. Mafia king. A man who doesn't know how to love, only how to own. He married her to control her. She married him to save her family. He wants to break her innocence. She wants to escape his cage. But in the darkness of their bedroom, where hate turns into heat and resistance turns into moans, the lines blur. A story of a forced marriage, dark obsession, and a lust so violent it might just look like love. ┈┈