- The Haveli She pushed open the heavy wooden door to their bedroom. She barely took one step inside before a hand-large, calloused, heavily ringed-clamped onto her waist from the shadows. She was yanked backward. The door slammed shut behind her. "Vikram," she breathed out. He spun her around, pinning her back against the wooden door. The room was dark, but his eyes were gleaming like a predator's. He was in a black silk kurta, his jaw locked so tight a muscle ticked in his cheek. "Neeche " Vikram's voice was a dangerous, heavy growl. "Un lukhon ke gelya ghani hass-hass ke baat kar ri thi aap?" Vani looked up at him, her heart doing a frantic flutter against her ribs, but she kept her voice light. "Woh toh bas aise hi... normal baat kar rahi thi main," Vani said, trying to sound completely unaffected. Vikram gently caught her hand, lifting it between them. His thumb pressed firmly against her dark mehendi, right over the spot where his identity was traced into her skin. "Bhul gayi ke kiska naam lagya se aapki mehendi mein?" Vikram asked, his voice dropping to a low, lethal whisper full of raw ownership. "Neeche sab dhoondh rahe honge mujhe... chaliye neeche," Vani whispered, placing her free hand on his chest to lightly push him, an obvious attempt to escape the overwhelming tension. "Shh." And before Vani could formulate a single thought, Vikram leaned down and captured her lips. It wasn't gentle. It was a deep, breath-stealing, intensely possessive kiss that consumed her completely, leaving no doubt in her mind-or his-about exactly who she belonged to. ------------------- But fires like this don't start in a single day. It started much earlier. It started on a completely normal afternoon, when a highly irritable, Ludo-obsessed girl from South Delhi looked at the most dangerous politician in Rohtak... and completely mistook him for a dhaba uncle. Warning'*s⚠️ #18+ #Mature language #Abusive language #College lovestory #Happy ending #Dark romance

|| BOOK 2 IN THE POLITICAL SERIES || Some people walk into a room. His name walks in first. CHAUDHARY RANVIJAY SINGH. The kind of man parents point at and warn their child about. "Usse door rehna." A Chaudhary.Anger issues.Zero patience. Even fewer apologies. Walking red flag? Maybe. But nobody's brave enough to say it to his face. His family had only one solution. Shaadi. He expected a quiet, seedhi-saadhi wife who'd stay out of his way. Instead... He got SANYUKTA DAHIYA. A village girl with unlimited bakbak, zero filter, and enough attitude to give an entire panchayat high blood pressure. She doesn't stay quiet. She doesn't get scared. And she's completely unimpressed by her six-foot-something husband permanently stuck in murder mode. Now they're trapped under one roof. He believes emotions make people weak. She believes silence only makes people lonely. He keeps pushing people away. She has an annoying habit of staying. The arguments are explosive. The eye-rolls deserve awards. The chemistry? Honestly...A public safety concern. But every village has stories people whisper behind closed doors. He carries one. She carries another. And neither of them knows that this unwanted marriage is about to uncover both. Everyone expected this relationship to end in disaster. Nobody expected the two people everyone had already given up on... to become each other's safest place. SANG RAHIYO A story where love doesn't arrive with flowers... It arrives with taunts, slammed doors, burnt rotis, stolen glances, and two stubborn hearts that refuse to give up on each other. Together? Bas... Balkooo, popcorn le aao. #1 *Adults

𝑯𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝘍𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘴... 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦: 𝘈 𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘷𝘪 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘴-𝘵𝘰-𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘢. She's stubborn, always has been actually. Doesn't take things seriously unless she wants to. Chaos? Yeah, that never really bothered her. But there was one thing she always kept her distance from . It was the world her father used to be a part of, and she had seen enough to know just how dangerous it was. The world where loyalty and betrayal walk side by side , where people live knowing tomorrow isn't promised. *Ahem* But babygirl still walked into the same world she once hated. Just to ruin him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Him isn't just any man. He's is the one whose name alone is enough to make people sweat, a man who lives and dies for brotherhood. After all, he's Haryanvi, and everyone knows a Haryanvi isn't truly a Haryanvi if loyalty for his brothers doesn't run in his blood. But his loyalty goes even deeper for that one man. And for him, he would destroy anyone. Even the girl he was once obsessed with. Note ☞⁠￣⁠ᴥ⁠￣⁠☞ English is not my first language so ignore mistakes Translation of haryanvi dialogues are available.

The word world has five letters. But for him...It has eight. "𝐇-𝐀-𝐑-𝐒-𝐇-𝐈-𝐓-𝐀" His world begins with her...and ends with her. From the day she accidentally called him her husband. She called him her husband to escape a problem. Unfortunately... The problem wasn't the boy she was escaping from. It was the man she chose. ~~~~~~~ 𝑲𝑹𝑼𝑵𝑨𝑳 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑼𝑫𝑯𝑨𝑹𝒀 A man who never believed he would fall in love. A rising face in politics. A powerful heir. And president of student union at CIU (Chandigarh International University) A man feared by many and understood by few. Yet in front of her , he even forgets who he is... Because somewhere between her stubbornness and her chaos... She became the love he never planned for. And the obsession he never wanted to escape. Him⁠~ Pyaar tab tak hi cringe lagta h jab tak khud ke saath na ho" ~~~~~~~~~ 𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑻𝑨 𝑴𝑬𝑯𝑹𝑨 A simple middle-class girl. The eldest daughter. A girl carrying dreams, responsibilities, and insecurities she never speaks about. She believes life is practical. Love stories belong in books. Happy endings belong in movies. And marriage? Definitely not on her priority list. According to her ~~ "Pyaar-vyaar kuch nahi hota, sab hormones ka chakkar hai, babu bhaiya...sundar ladke taado aur aage badho." ..................................... But what happens when a girl who doesn't believe in love becomes the entire world of a man who loves too much? A stubborn girl. A possessive lover. And a story where one careless lie changes everything. Because some mistakes... Are written by destiny.

Him being the man to find perfection in everything to being ready to become anything for her. Proud joru ka gulam. Her being the women to be away from as much as from the XY chromosomes to blindly trusting him with everything. Happily being his peace ,choas ,calm everything .

«"सांगवान घराने में दो चीज़ां की कीमत सबसे ज्यादा सै-जुबान अर इज्जत।"» At 28, Yuvraj Sangwan, the only heir to Haryana's most powerful political family, is preparing to fight his first election from Rohtak. At 20, Myra Sharma, a second-year BBA student, dreams of building a corporate empire-not becoming someone's wife. One accidental collision. One forgotten apology. One unforgettable question. She doesn't remember the man she bumped into. He can't forget the girl who never looked up. When politics collides with ambition, and legacy stands against dreams... Will love be enough, or will power have the final vote? . Madam Ji | A Haryanvi Political Romance "राजनीति मैं जीत-हार तो रोज बदलै सै... पर कुछ रिश्ते ऐसे होवें सैं, जिनका फैसला ना जनता करै सै, ना किस्मत... बस वक़्त करै सै।"

Some stories start with love at first sight. Some with destiny. And some because two people are too damn stubborn to leave each other alone. This one started with A FUCKING HORN. He wasn't the kind of guy people messed with unless they had a literal death wish. DEVESH SANDHU The undisputed King of the campus. 25-year-old final year Jaat boy who didn't give a damn about college authorities because bhai khud hi poori government tha. Cold. Brutal. Territorial. The kind of man who never needed to raise his voice because one look from his hunter eyes was enough to make grown men rethink every life decision they'd ever made. For him, brotherhood was religion. His word was law. And his territory? UNTOUCHABLE Until.. A first year girl steps onto campus, got cornered by three senior chutiyas- and instead of panicking, she twisted the leader's wrist until it popped. And for the first time in years, Someone managed to occupy Devesh Sandhu's mind. And refused to leave. NOOR JAGLAN A first-year Law Student from an old school family, balancing her suitcase , her expensive taste, & ZERO FEAR . Sarcastic. Fierce. A total firecracker. She never planned to get noticed by someone like Devesh. Unfortunately... If curiosity hadn't turned into an obsession. Because Devesh didn't flirt. He watched. He remembered. He showed up exactly when she least expected him. And Noor? She had absolutely no idea she'd become the only distraction capable of ruining the most dangerous man's peace. Unfortunately for him... She wasn't impressed. And she definitely wasn't making his life easy. This wasn't love. Not yet ...It was an ego war. A slow-burning,patience-destroying,heart-wrecking disaster... between a girl who refused to bow- and a man who had never been told no. #1 Leader #2 Political

⁠✧𝒞𝒶𝓂𝓅𝓊𝓈 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓈𝑒... Some collisions are not accidents. They are destiny. A heir of Dahiya chronicles raised under the shadow of politics, legacy, a boxing champion with a name that holds generation's respect and power that rooted in jaat's cultural and traditional. A girl from Lucknow raised with tender hands, with her sharp tongue and carries nawabi's elegance in her fist. A boy surrounded by power, respect, and culture. And a girl who believed that every person had a story behind their eyes. Two different worlds. Two different personalities. He belonged to the land of pride and she belonged to the city of grace. One unexpected meeting at Chandigarh University that begins with an argument and a promise to never cross paths again. But destiny doesn't care about promises. "𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒉𝒕𝒂𝒌'𝒔 𝑻𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝑳𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘'𝒔 𝑻𝒆𝒉𝒛𝒆𝒆𝒃.." ✧Jump in to join their journey. #1 in Lucknow out of 11k stories (22/08/2026) #1 in jaat out of 21 stories (12/08/2026) #2 in up out of 13.6k stories (10/08/2026) By @dishathakurr

SUMMARY~ A story about real people. Real roots. Real Haryana. Where politics runs in the blood. Where family honor means everything. Where ambitions grow quietly - and then all at once. Vikram Singh Hooda - 28. MLA. A man whose calm is more dangerous than most people's anger. His whole life is his mission. Until one afternoon - everything shifts. Kirti Dahiya - 18. University student in Gurugram. The most extrovert person in every room - until she is standing in front of him. She has her own timeline. Her own terms. Nobody gets a chance before that. Nobody. He fell first. And harder. And She ~~ab sir jiii ne itna kar hi liyaaa h toh chal koi nii maan jaati huuuu --- Slow burn. Real roots. Real Haryana. --- If this sounds like your kind of story - Give it a chance. 🤍 By_Kedira June 2026