𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐡𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 "𝐖𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐈𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐰." ♡𝒜𝒶𝓇𝑜𝒽𝒾 𝒥𝒽𝒶 ♡ Doctor by passion. 24 yrs old. Heart of the family. Sweet but not so sweet. Loves her family. A lively carefree girl, calls herself a "SANSKARI BITCH". Believes in love and a devotee of Lord Shiva 🙏🏻. ☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★ ♡ 𝑅𝓊𝒹𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓈𝒽 𝒮𝒾𝓃𝑔𝒽 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓊𝒽𝒶𝓃 ♡ CEO of Chauhan Industries. 35 yrs old. Can do anything to protect his family and siblings. People fear his wrath. Hates liars and believes love makes a person incompetent. ☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★ " 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒊𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆 , 𝑨𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒉𝒊. 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍." He said breaking the mangalsurta and pushing me aside. ... What will happen when two such personalities fall in love?? Will they make it or fate has other plans !! ❃°•°❀°•°❃ 18+ content Mature language

#2 | Blood Constellations [Book 1 ~ Not a standalone] At Royale Crown Academy, where wealth dictates power and legacy defines worth, Dev Oberoi is untouchable. The heir to the Oberoi empire-a dynasty built on luxury, tech, and politics-he is ruthless, commanding, and dangerously possessive. No one crosses him and lives to tell the tale. Then comes Ishaani Varma. A soft-spoken, middle-class girl who enters the academy on a scholarship. She is fragile, painfully innocent, and entirely out of place in this world of private jets and designer labels. She doesn't understand the whispers, the silent rules, or the weight of Dev's gaze when he sets his eyes on her. But she is not the one to like them. From the moment he sees her, he decides-she is his. She isn't allowed to cry-because he will kiss it away. She isn't allowed to flinch-because only he can touch her. She isn't allowed to look at another man-because she belongs to him. But Ishaani doesn't understand obsession. She doesn't see the danger behind his devotion. Because in Dev's world, love isn't sweet. It is raw, consuming, and unbreakable. And in this dark, elite world-she will race against him only to lose? She was never meant to have a choice. But she wasn't like others, she was Femme Fatale. Vote.Comment.Follow.♥️

Maysa Jaleel is a south asian mafia queen carved from vengeance and steel, ruling her empire with a mind sharper than any blade. Burak Ghazi is her sworn enemy-the king of a rival syndicate, forged in fire and known for burning kingdoms to ash. Their blood feud has shaped the streets for years. But when war threatens to destroy everything they've built, a strategic marriage is the only way to stop the slaughter. Now bound by a truce neither of them wants, Maysa and Burak must navigate a union steeped in distrust, resentment, and blistering tension. Behind closed doors, their marriage is a battlefield-each word a weapon, each glance a challenge. Because in this war, love isn't the weakness. Mercy is. Could be read as a standalone.

Taimur and Khizra -to feel deeply is to be alive Tropes: Hate to Love, Enemies to Lovers, Arranged Marriage, Forced Proximity, Found Family, Jealousy, Emotional Angst

"𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝....𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠.." ♥︎𝕾𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖊♥︎ ᴀɴ ᴀʙᴀɴᴅᴏɴᴇᴅ ʙʀɪᴅᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ʀᴇʟᴜᴄᴛᴀɴᴛ ɢʀᴏᴏᴍ. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 🍿𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝑰𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆..... 💫𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 💫𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 💫𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫. 💫𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫. sᴏ, ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴅᴏɴᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ʀᴇᴅ ғʟᴀɢ ᴛᴏxɪᴄ ᴍᴍᴄ/ᴄʜᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴏᴘᴇ /ᴍᴏʀᴀʟʟʏ ɢʀᴇʏ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs...ᴛʜɪs ɪs ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢᴇᴛᴀᴡᴀʏ. (∩_∩)

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥. Shaurya Chauhan, 29, heir to the country's largest media empire, is everything power should look like-calm, polished, and impossible to read. A man who never loses control. Divya Mohan owns a small bakery filled with sugar, laughter, and warmth. She is bright where he is distant, soft where he is sharp, alive in ways he has forgotten how to be. She should be nothing more than a passing distraction. Instead, she becomes the one woman who unsettles his carefully ordered world. Wanting her is dangerous. Keeping his distance is impossible. And once Shaurya loves-he does not love halfway. A slow-burn romance of longing, obsession, tenderness, and the kind of love that ruins restraint. {3 in media out of 14.3k stories- 10/01/26} {2 in slowburnromance out of 6.82k stories- 10/4/26} {6 in tension out of 15.5k stories- 23/09/26} {5 in longing out of 6.73k stories- 23/09/26} Started- April 15th 2025 Ended- Nov 24th 2025

Srishti Tyagi was betrothed to Shravan Chauhan. The wedding was only a week away when her world broke apart - her fiance, whom she was to marry unalived himself. But the wedding must be held; the groom must be replaced - and the one to replace the dead turns out to be her dead betrothed's brother - Samrudh Chauhan. Will Srishti ever find love in this relationship or only scorn is what she is to expect? The story is set in the 1990s. Two powerful families coming from old money and a marriage arranged to strengthen political and economical ties. Forced marriage, replaced groom, slow burn and passionate love. Welcome!

Aditi Verma (24) A kind girl who feels everything too deeply. An overthinker who hides her pain behind a soft smile. She grew up as an unwanted child, never receiving the love she deserved-so she fears marriage, relationships, and the idea of being someone's responsibility. She never wanted to get married because she believes no one can love her the way she quietly dreams of. Veer Raichand (29) A ruthless business tycoon with anger issues. Cold, disciplined, and consumed by work. He never cared for women and never believed he'd need anyone-until the moment he saw her, and everything inside him shifted. An arranged marriage neither of them wanted... But will Veer be able to make Aditi fall in love with him? Will Aditi finally find the man she always dreamed of? This is not a tale of control, obsession, or storms. It's a story where the man became her peace. And she? She became everything he never thought he needed-but couldn't live without. ©All rights reserved

Aayan x Aashi: Grumpy x Sunshine, Age Gap, Marriage of Convenience, Contract Marriage Aayan - "Please don't expect love or compassion from me. I can promise you respect, but I'll never be able to give you the place of a wife. However, I can be your friend, for the time being." "Good," Aashi replied straightforwardly, "I expect nothing more than privacy and space from you. We won't interfere in each other's lives." "Agreed. I'll draft a contract for this marriage and send it to your place. Please review it carefully and sign it," Aayan responded. Story Overview: Aayan Singhania, the disciplined and driven CEO of Adviti Corporation Ltd., agrees to marry Aashi to fulfill his late wife's dying wish. Punctuality is his lifeblood, and his workaholic, career-oriented nature has built an impenetrable wall around his heart. His heart is locked away, sealed off by the promise he made to himself to never love again after the loss of his wife. Aashi Rathore, on the other hand, is his complete opposite-clumsy, perpetually late, and brimming with energy. She's a sweet, extroverted young woman who hides a deep fear of love, rooted in past traumas. Yet, beneath her bubbly exterior lies a girl who still dreams of the kind of love she reads about in books, the kind that makes life worth waking up to each day. When destiny intertwines their lives, will they be able to break down the barriers they've built around their hearts? Will love blossom between them despite the odds, or will they remain locked in the roles they've chosen for themselves?

!! 𝐀 𝐑𝐨𝐦-𝐜𝐨𝐦- 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 !! " 𝐌𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞. " ˙✧🪐 ๋࣭ ⋆｡ °✩ I despised chaos. Loud annnoying noises that disrupted my peace. All I craved was serenity, a sanctuary from the whirlwind of thoughts in my mind. But then, like a sudden gust of wind, she entered my life. she was a storm of chaos, who flipped my peaceful world completely upside down. I couldn't stand her. She was embodied chaos itself, and I was determined to despise her until the very end. But little did I know that her chaos would become the only essence of my peace. The chaos is 𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐡𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐯. I have had my fill of dictators in my life. Everywhere I turned, I encountered coldness. All I yearned for was warmth. The cozy feeling that wraps around you like a soft warm blanket after being drenched in the rain completely and going numb. I have already had enough coldness and dictatorship in my life and the last thing i needed was another person adding to it. He was the epitome of frigidity, capable of freezing you with a single glance. I despise dictators and the chilling aura they bring. And I absolutely despised him. I couldn't stand him one bit. But little did I know that the warmth I was so desperately searching for would be found in that Antarctica of a person. The dictator is 𝐙𝐚𝐲𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐤.