One runaway groom. One furious brother. One businessman in the wrong place at the wrong time. Meera was ready for her wedding-until her groom ran away, shaming her in front of the whole village. But her brother wasn't the kind to cry. He loaded his katta and dragged Delhi's youngest billionaire Aditya Singh into the mandap. At gunpoint, sindoor was smeared. The DJ played. And Aditya, dressed in sherwani and fury, became a Damaad by Dhamki. He hated the marriage. She hated the humiliation. But, Then he left her. Two years later- In a luxurious Delhi wedding, Aditya returns with Myra. But standing in the spotlight, running the show with quiet maturity... is Meera. Now engaged to Aansh Malhotra-Aditya's closest friend. He stares. She avoids. And the question burns between them: Was their story ever really over? ------- 📝 Author's Note: This is a story with no exes, no past flings, and no cheating. My hero is loyal from the start-no other woman, no distractions. Just raw emotions, forced fate, and a love that was never supposed to happen. Thanks for supporting a new writer 💙

She was meant to marry the Younger brother. Meera's wedding to Aarav was supposed to be simple - a match arranged by two powerful families. But hours before the vows, Aarav disappears, leaving behind whispers, disgrace, and a broken bride. To protect their name, Veer Pratap Singh - the elder brother no one ever expected - is forced to take his place at the mandap. Cold. Commanding. A complete stranger. She became his wife in a moment of shame. He took her hand in silence. But his eyes? They never asked permission. Now, in a marriage born of duty, she's trapped with a man who doesn't speak of love... But watches her like she's already his. And the scariest part? Maybe she already is. Tropes🌟 Age gap romance Marriage of convenience Intense slow burn Fiancee elder brother Family honor Replaced groom Protective husband Healer to each other Shy FL X Calm Composed ML I am yours

Reyansh Roy Singhania is a name that echoes in boardrooms by day-and feared in the underworld by night. Cold. Calculated. Unforgiving. The world knows him as a ruthless CEO. What they don't know is that he's also the heir to a bloodstained empire, ruling the shadows with iron fists and ice in his veins. His only softness? His younger sister, Avni-the light he swore to protect at all costs. Then comes Aditi Malhotra-a sunshine-hearted rookie who stumbles into his company... and unknowingly, into his dark, guarded life. Innocent. Fierce in her kindness.Everything Reyansh should stay away from. But the devil has a heartbeat. And it only started beating the day she smiled at him. When secrets unravel, loyalties are tested, and blood debts come calling-will her innocence save him... or destroy them both?

It wasn't supposed to happen. Not with him. Not with the quiet, careful driver who rarely stayed past midnight - let alone until the world blurred into noise and neon and champagne foam. But when the sun broke over Abu Dhabi, she woke up to find Oscar Piastri's hand resting over her ribs, the hotel room still smelling like smoke and spilled victory. The McLaren press officer and the McLaren driver. A headline waiting to destroy them both. They agreed not to speak of it again. But F1 doesn't forget, and neither did they. Between press conferences and whispered PR briefings, glances turned into questions, and questions turned into jealousy - the kind that burns quietly, the kind that can't be contained in paddocks or press statements. Because sometimes the story you're paid to hide becomes the one you can't stop living.

Max finally lets Lando convince him to participate in secret santa. He immediately regrets it after seeing the name on the paper he's drawn. . . . Word count: 9070 Category: short fic

a russtappen ff where max joins mercedes -------------------------------------------------------------------- [06.01.2026 - 1 #russtappen] "You?" George finally managed to erupt, his voice laced with pure, raw disbelief, rising in volume. "Are you f***ing serious, Max? How can one person be so completely, utterly full of himself! Are you seriously here to destroy our team, too, just like you did to Red Bull?" "What? No!" Max shot back, instantly defensive. "Just like you, George, I want the best team possible to ensure I become a world champion," he countered sharply, defensively crossing his arms over his chest.

Max Verstappen and George Russell are two of Formula 1's fiercest competitors, each determined to be number one. But when rivalry blurs into obsession, and competition into attraction, the line between hate and desire becomes impossible to resist. Both of them know but don't want to admit it. In a world where every second counts, can their hearts keep up with the pace and confusion? This is a fanfiction between Max Verstappen and George Russell. 13+

AN ABHISHEK SHARMA FANFICTION. "He's dangerous, but he's worth it." Abhishek Sharma. He was the part of the world cup winning India U-19 team. A 20 year old possessive badboy. He has everything boys of his age want. The looks, the money, the reputation, the girls, the friends, but he isn't statisfied. Wanna know why? Now meet, Aditi Raina. The new admission. She is the sister of Indian Cricketing Star, Suresh Raina but doesn't want anyone to know. She doesn't like cliches, but is a hopeless romantic. With the looks of a goddess and heart of gold, she is here in K.V. International. But she is tired, tired of the chase. What happens when Aditi meets Abhishek? Will sparks fly? Will Abhishek drop his bad boy ways? Will Aditi accept Abhishek for his true self? ~ Presenting you CRICKETER - A Story Of 'Love' ~ Started- 5 March 2018.

Ishan, being the love child of Rohit Sharma and Ritika Sadjeh, was kept hidden from the limelight as society won't appreciate teen pregnancy. He made it to the Indian Cricket team, where he fell in love with his fellow teammate Shubman Gill. ☆An extended version of my oneshot story☆ ⋆｡°✩ An Ishman fan fiction ⋆｡°✩ !mpreg! Started : 26 July 2024 Ended : 24 August 2024

"You wanna try?" Said the curly-haired boy with a helmet in one hand and Oscar's fate in the other. They were supposed to make it to F1 together. And technically? They did. But now Lando can't stand to look at him. And Oscar? He's still trying to fix something he never meant to break. Or: the one where Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri were childhood best friends, maybe something more, until everything exploded-and now they're stuck side by side, pretending they don't remember every second of what they lost.