In the royal city of Udaipur, where traditions and power dictate life, Shivaksh Singh Suryawanshi, known as "Hukum Sa," rules with an iron fist. A dangerous and ruthless businessman by day, Shivaksh's dark aura hides a fractured heart. Enter Isha, a beautiful and innocent courtesan from Ammaji's Khota, whose purity and resilience stand in stark contrast to her harsh surroundings. When fate brings them together, their worlds collide in a storm of passion, secrets, and forbidden love. Shivaksh, torn between his duty and his growing affection for Isha, is forced to confront the shadows of his past. Will Isha's innocence be enough to soften his hardened soul, or will society's judgment tear them apart? In another corner of the story lies Hridaya Hospital, a sanctuary of healing and ambition. Here, Dr. Rudraksh, a senior surgeon with a reputation for being cold and unapproachable, crosses paths with Dr. Arohi, a bright and empathetic junior doctor. Their mentor-student relationship begins with clashes of ideals, but as they work side by side, sparks of understanding and attraction ignite. While Rudraksh battles the ghosts of his past, Arohi becomes his beacon of hope. Together, they face professional challenges and personal battles, discovering that healing is not just about saving lives-it's about mending hearts. As Shivaksh and Isha's intense romance unfolds alongside Rudraksh and Arohi's journey of emotional discovery, Destiny's Heart intertwines two epic tales of love, sacrifice, and redemption. It is a story of how destiny works in mysterious ways, uniting souls meant to heal, complete, and transform one another against all odds.

•UNDER EDITING• Abhimanyu Chowdhary-A mysterious 28 years old man. CEO of Chowdary group of companies. He has looks that every girl craves and go crazy. Rude, arrogant, cold-hearted man and a man of fewer words. He is broken right from his birth which made him like a king of darkness. Sitaara Dev Shetty- A 24 years old beauty with a brain. She has a beautiful smile that can make others feel serene just by looking at her smiling face. An epitome of beauty full of innocence and bubbliness. She has a past no one knew except her best friends and her brother. He is a miserable soul, She came as light into his dark world and became his reason to live. She is a shattered soul, He came into her life to mend her broken pieces. She became his drug for all his panic, anxiety and anger whilst he became her medicine to survive. They both came into each other's life's unexpectedly and everything turned into the best. They both became remedies to each other's pain. Without knowing to themselves they made a special place in each other's hearts. Their love for each other roared louder than their demons. They were a thunderstorm that brought sunshine into each other's lives. When you can't look on the bright side I will sit with you in dark and show you the brightest side - Sitaara And you are the moon, most beautiful in my darkness - Abhimanyu. So, guys let's peek into their story of mending each other's hearts, completing each other's happiness and becoming each other's home. It's a twisted story with betrayal, dark secrets, painful past. ****************************************** Zillions of grammatical mistakes, contain strong language and a few matured contents, read at your own risk!! Pictures used in the story are only for better imagination to make readers comfortable and are copied from Google or Pinterest.

That day she left me with the world we created out of our love.... Our child. I stopped believing in love. I had already lived my love story but responsibilities don't wait. I remarried. Not for myself or for love but for my child. Marrying someone else felt like a betrayal even though that's what my first love wished for on the death bed. Then she entered my life. I was never going to love her. Because how can I love again when my heart still belonged to someone who was now no more in this world? She didn't replaced my first love. She slowly created a place in my heart and unknowingly I was healing. But loving her would mean my first love was less but then time made me realised that love doesn't replace, it expands. This means my heart even after breaking, knows how to beat 💓 Sometimes love doesn't come again to earse the old story but to remind you that your heart still have the capability to feel ❤️ I didn't leave my first love behind... I just made room in my heart to love again 🤍

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 2 𝐎𝐅 : 𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐀𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 & 𝐀𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐣 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝗔𝗯𝘃𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗷 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲 - 𝟐𝟖 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒆, 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 - 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅, 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒂𝒍𝒍. 𝗔𝗸𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘁𝗮 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗮 - 𝟐3 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥, 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐂𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 - 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Vaidehi and Raghuveer...Two strangers bound through marriage A sweet arranged marriage story that ties together a lot of typical tropes in a feel-good romance. Rankings: #1 in shortchapters (2/23/24) #1 in fictional (4/21/25) #4 in novella (3/4/24) #5 in india (2/21/24) #6 in family (2/26/24) #7 in shortstory (3/1/24) #17 in desi (2/29/24) #25 in arranged marriage (2/29/24) #29 in marriage (3/4/24) #46 in indian (3/4/24) #67 in completed (2/21/24) #89 in businessman (1/28/24) **Do Anjaane is now OFFICIALLY COMPLETED! Will be doing some minor editing in a few weeks, but the stories and dialogues will mostly stay the same. Thank you so much for all your support and for getting Do Anjaane in the rankings! Please keep reading, voting, and sharing!

Vihaan Raichand (The Cold Mafia ) "I've killed for less. But for my wife, I'll kneel-without hesitation. And those who dare raise their voice against her... I'll slit their throat without thinking twice." "She is my only peace in this cursed world. I don't care if her mind is like a child's. She doesn't need to understand this world-I'll protect her from it. She only needs to be safe... and smile "I lost her once... and I died with her. There won't be a second time. Not even fate has permission to take her from me now."* *"Let them call me mad. Let them call her broken. She's mine. And I'll tear the world apart to keep her that way Ruhanika Sehgal (His Innocent, Childlike Bride): "Vihaan came to take me... He fights the monsters, not me. Because I'm his good girl, his princess." "He says I'm his doll... But I'm real. I have a heart, and it only beats when he hugs me." "If I cry, he gets angry. Not at me. At the world. He says nobody gets to make his 'Ruhuu' sad." "When I grow up, I'll marry him again. In a big white dress... with candy!" "People say I'm slow. But I know one thing. Vihaan loves me more than the stars love the sky." He's the man the world fears-the cold Mafia King with blood on his hands. But for her, he softens. For his innocent, childlike bride, Vihaan Raichand becomes something the world never thought he could be-gentle. "She's my only peace in this cursed world," he says, holding her like she's made of stardust. Ruhanika doesn't understand the darkness he walks through-but she doesn't have to. She just smiles, and he's willing to burn the world to keep that light in her eyes. To him, she's not broken. She's his. And that's enough. He calls her his doll. She calls him her hero. And in their fragile, unspoken way, they've built a love that even fate dares not touch. #SoftRomance #ProtectiveLove #HeLovesHerSoftly #GentleObsession #HisRuhuu #TenderDevotion #MafiaWithAHeart #ChildlikeBride #HisOnlyPeace #WholesomeButIntense

Featured in Serialised Spotlight Reading list of @AmbassadorsIN✨ Saanjh Mishra, a 27-year-old teacher, loved her simple, purposeful life. Her days were spent surrounded by young minds, and she found satisfaction in helping shape their small worlds. Marriage felt distant, almost unnecessary, yet when her parents arranged a meeting with a young doctor, she couldn't refuse. Ashrut Sharma, a 28-year-old pediatrician, was equally committed to his own quiet routines. Balancing his days between his studies and caring for children at the hospital, he found comfort in his solitude. Romance had never been a priority, but when his mother gently urged him to meet Saanjh, he agreed, if only to make her happy. Their first meeting was meant to be brief, an exchange of polite pleasantries over tea. But something in their shared silences and steady glances sparked a connection neither had expected. Saanjh saw a steadiness in Ashrut that felt reassuring, while Ashrut found her laughter warm, a contrast to his own reserved nature. Bound in marriage by their families' wishes, Saanjh and Ashrut began their life together as strangers, each careful in the other's presence. Yet gradually, small gestures began to bridge the space between them-a shared cup of tea in the early morning, the gentle way he'd listen to her talk about her students, or the warmth of her smile as she handed him his stethoscope before he left for work. In these moments, an unspoken affection grew, something as natural as it was unexpected. And with each quiet glance, each shared meal, they realized that love, perhaps, was not as distant as they had thought. In each other, they found not just a partner but a companion who brought a quiet joy to the everyday.

The story unfolds the sweet tender moments of Rishabh and Paridhi, how their love blossoms, during and after their (arranged love) marriage. Paridhi is a sweet and kind soul, the perfect sanskari girl, shy and polite, she is 24 and working as a graphic designer. Rishabh is the average nerdy guy, an architect and someone who never in his life of 27 years had a girlfriend but always manifested a loving partner. How will these two shy and introverted souls carry their marriage and what will be their story? To know more follow "Dheere Dheere Se" _________________________________________ Rishabh carried me towards the bed and slowly placed our bodies without breaking the contact. "This was a little difficult to do" he said breathlessly. I giggled and asked "who asked you to carry me all the way round then?" Sliding next to me he spoke "You always told me about your book men who carry their women, I wanted to try the same with my woman" I couldn't stop the huge grin that took over my face and pecked on his lips, pulling my body over him. Looking at my amused face he asked "what?" "Nothing. You're just adorable" I said playing with his fluffy hair, halfly lying on his body. "Am I?" He asked teasingly "Umm-hmm" Our eyes locked together, and he brought his head upwards towards me while I captured his lips with mine. Longing, desperation, tiredness all turned into warmth, coziness and us. He rolled our bodies together and I was in the bed now while he topped me. I was waiting for him to make the move. My breath getting heavier, it was a long day, a long week actually exhaustion, sleepless nights and overworking but I was so prepared for him to devour me like the day after that movie. Instead Rishabh kissed my forehead. "I know you're tired, we don't have to do it now" saying he scooted on his side. He took my hands into his and threaded them together and we fell into a peaceful silence in each other's presence.

"Hi Riya how are you feeling?" Kanvika asked a small 9-year-old patient who was lying on the bed suffering from emphysema (a chronic disorder related to the lungs) I'm fine Dr didi and meet my big brother, she said pointing her hand towards the other side of the bed. Without looking first, she continued to say, "Hi this is kanvi..." her voice fading away as soon as she saw the person standing in the opposite direction. The other person, now taking the lead continued, "Hello this is Abhimanyu Agnihotri", forwarded his hand, and he was shocked to see her wearing a nuptial chain ( related to the wedding ). "Hi this is kanvika Baner.." she stopped again and proceeded to say, "Sorry I'm Kanvika Agnihotri " forwarded her hand too, shaking his hand. He was more shocked to hear her saying his surname instead of her name. He didn't even see her face on the day of their wedding. The very next day of their marriage, he had to travel to london for his company emergency meeting and issues. So he never got a chance to see his own wife's face. After 3 months he came back to India as his Grandmother was budging him to take care of his wife and take up his responsibilities. He did not know that he got married to his LOVE and even she didn't know that the person she was searching for is none other than her own husband. People might think this is a mistake forgetting the fact that this is just a Chance given by the destiny. When destiny decides to bring them together, it will. Destiny never break it's own promise. It will bring them back together even without their own acknowledgment Now, how will he convince her? For not being and not caring for past 3 months. Will he ask for forgiveness? Will She forgive him? . . . . . . . She used to live in his memories, He used to live in her words. Neither her heart forgot him nor he left her back. Let's see the journey of two Yearning Hearts.

"He doesn't say 'I love you.' But he changed in all the ways that yelled it." •••••••••••••• Vaani Joshi never expected love from her arranged marriage - just respect, maybe some space, and silence she could live with. Dhruv Deshmukh was exactly that: powerful, unreadable, and cold. He didn't ask her what she liked. He didn't ask how her day was. And she never asked for anything. But then he started noticing. Not her words - her silences. Not what she wanted - what she gave up. The man who never looked twice is now the one who watches her the closest. And the girl who never expected anything... is the reason he's learning how to give everything. •••••••••••••••• "Why do you always notice the things I don't say?" He looked at her for a long second. "Because you never ask. And I've never wanted to give anyone more." •••••••••••••••• Tropes: Slow-burn romance | Arranged marriage | Contemporary drama | Indian diaspora | Urban luxury + emotional intimacy | Cold ML x Soft FL | Changing for her 🏅#1 in India 🏅#1 in Indian 🏅#1 in desi 🏅#1 in romance