My failed attempt at romance, and has become a comedy. 🥲 • Arranged Marriage (Kyunki hamare yahan shaadi se pehle kuch bhi allowed nahi hai) • Opposites Attract (General knowledge hai) • Calm × Chaos (Sexy lag raha tha) • Slow Burn (Mann hi mann jalte hai, aapke padosiyon ki tarah) • Forced Proximity (Jabardasti sath bitha diya) "He lives by control. She breathes chaos. Against all reason, she becomes his only exception, until love edges dangerously close to peace, and even closer to disaster." -------------------------- Vanya has a talent. Not a useful one, just a remarkable ability to attract disasters. So when her aunt decides to fix her life with therapy, discipline, and an arranged marriage, Vanya does what she does best, she resists. But disasters have a way of catching up to her. This time, it shows up in the form of a semi handsome, stormy-grey eyed man who's completely convinced she's the one. But Vanya wasn't about to let this disaster settle in without a fight. Tag along on Vanya's journey of self-discovery, and find out why even the worst storms are easier to survive, with someone who refuses to let go, whether she likes it or not. Because every disaster deserves a partner. Read if you dare! Regret is optional, laughter guaranteed. ★ All media credits go to Pinterest and Google. I do not claim ownership of any of them.

"From Deception to Love" - a story carved by Ishvari🤍. Where the river meets the ocean... and nothing remain the same. So here is the introduction of our Main Leadssss!!!! ♡Our Female Lead -♡ They call me silent. They call me simple. But do they know what I've been through? No, they don't. Yes, it's me Kashvi Goenka. The girl who changed her identity to run from a past everyone talks about but no one really knows. I love children. I care for animals. I find peace in silence, not in parties or noise. People respect me. They love me. But cross me? Hurt me? Then you'll meet the storm I keep hidden. I'm soft until someone gives me a reason not to be. I am Kashvi. And I surrender to no one. Except him. My Mr. Ocean. ◇And Now... Our Male Lead!!!◇ They call me ruthless. They call me a maniac. But do they know how much I've suffered? No, they don't. Then how can anyone decide my fate, when I'm the one who's created my own destiny? Yes, it's me Kairav Rajveer Mehrotra . Reserved. Composed. Cold. A man who talks less but observes more. I feel more but doesnt show. My past made me cold but not heartless. I love my family, silently, deeply, without words. People think I am made of stone. They are wrong. I learned that showing emotion is a weakness, this world doesnt deserve to see. I am Kairav. And I bow to no one. Except her. My Ms. River ♡ And when they collide, fire rises.... When the storm - which they left behind three years ago - comes knocking in their life doors, they meet again... not by the past but by their destiny in which they know they have to protect each other and save themselves even if falling in love isn't in their plan

Tarini Jaykar was meant to be a bridesmaid, not the bride. Thrown into a marriage she didn't even see coming, she brings chaos, sarcasm, sharp eyes, and a mouth that forgets to behave. She's angry, defensive, and painfully aware of the man she now shares a home with. Carved out of duty and discipline, Dhruv Agnihotri is all restraint and quiet heat; a complete contrast to her. The kind of man she vowed not get involved with. Wanting him feels like betrayal, rebellion and trouble she definitely shouldn't crave this much. Dhruv Agnihotri lives by order, logic and duty. In his world, there is no place for emotions and fragility. Certainly not for selfishness. Until Tarini Jaykar storms into his house and wrecks the carefully crafted balance of his life. She is emotional, loud, spontaneous and inconveniently attractive. What was meant to be a dutiful and distant marriage turns tense, intimate and dangerously charged. He shouldn't react to her. He shouldn't feel vulnerable. He definitely shouldn't want her like this. But restraint cracks fastest when temptation sleeps just a few feet away.

Have you ever looked into the dark closely? Or were you always afraid of what might be watching you so you never really looked? Did you ever acknowledge the things in the corners of your vision? Or did you look the other way and told yourself it was nothing? Were you afraid of your shadow following you around? What if I remind you that shadows are forever dark. And they only leave you when you've already been swallowed by darkness.