Isha Roy, a carefree college student living her life in her way. But her world tilts when she meets him-Yuvraj Rawat. Her dangerously irresistible professor who owns the roads with his roaring bike and owns her thoughts with just a look.

She died and woke up again, in another body already married to a man, who can read her mind. What will happen when the truth surface? Agnivik:- The unscripted love. [© 2026 Sharvi. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form without permission.]

🖤🌼🖤🌼🖤 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ✦ ━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆🖤 × 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐒 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇🌼 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ✦━━━━━━━━━━━━ The underworld knows only one truth- 𝐀𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐯 𝐑𝐚𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 does not care. Not about enemies. Not about allies. And certainly not about emotions. He is the man who ends wars with a single command. The man whose silence is more terrifying than violence. Cold. Calculated. Untouchable. Love was never part of his world. Until the day a girl in white became his bride. Too soft for his ruthless empire. Too innocent for a man like him. Her eyes lower whenever he enters the room. Her voice trembles when she speaks his name. And sometimes... her eyes fill with tears. He tells himself he doesn't care. But something about those tears irritates him. Annoys him. Makes his jaw tighten and his patience disappear. Because for reasons he refuses to understand- he cannot stand seeing her cry. Not because he cares. But because she is **his**. And the ruthless mafia king doesn't like the feeling of something that belongs to him breaking. So he watches her. Too closely. Not out of love. Not out of kindness. But with a quiet, dangerous obsession even he refuses to name. Because in a world ruled by blood and power, the most dangerous thing about 𝐀𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐯 𝐑𝐚𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 is not his cruelty. It's the innocent bride slowly becoming his only weakness. ✦ 𝑨 𝑴𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒂 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 ✦

OS based on Splitsvilla 16, especially around Akanksha.

✨️Miraal: A Light in the Shadows✨️ Miraal Zahra Khan's world was small but perfect-just her mother, books, paints, and a quiet life in America. She never knew her father. Whenever she asked, her mother only smiled and said he was a busy businessman. But one day, everything changed. At fourteen, Miraal loses the only person she ever had-her mother. Left shattered and alone, she is handed a box her mother had kept for this moment. Inside, a diary and two envelopes reveal the truth her mother had hidden for years: her father is Haider Khan, heir of one of the most powerful families in Pakistan... and he already has five sons Zamin Khan. Zaryaab Khan. Humain Khan. Almeer Khan. Sahil Khan. Prodigies. Famous names. The heirs of the Khan empire. And Miraal-the daughter no one knew existed. Now, after almost fourteen years, she must face the family her mother walked away from, a father who never came for her, and brothers who don't even know she exists. Will they accept her... or will she always remain the forgotten child of the Khans? ✨ A story of love, betrayal, resilience, and a girl who never knew she belonged to one of the most powerful families in the world. ✨️

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤1 𝐨𝐟 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 mature story 18+ 1960s Avantika- Aap bahut gande hain. Chhi! You are very naughtybad. Eww! Rajveer smirked. Rajveer- Achha, aur dekho toh kaun bol raha hai. Wahi, jo thodi der pehle mere neeche mujhse naa rukne ki bheekh maang rahi thi. Oh really? And look who's talking. The very one who was begging me not to stop a little while ago, beneath me. Avantika's eyes widened. She playfully slapped his chest. He grabbed it mid-air and brought her knuckles to kiss her palm. Avantika- Aap bahut bigaad rahe hain humein, Daroga ji. You are spoiling me terribly, Inspector (Daroga ji). Rajveer- Tumhein bigaadne aur sudhaarne, dono ka haq mera hai, Biwi. The right to spoil you and to improve you-both belong to me, my wife.

Mature Content 18+ _____________________ Rudransh: "Beg for what you want." ​Dhriti: "Ahhh... please... I-" ​Rudransh smirked, hovering over her like a predator cornering its prey. ​Rudransh: "Not enough, sweetheart. Beg for it. Tell me clearly exactly what you want me to do to you." ​Dhriti's breath came in heavy, ragged hitches, her heart hammering against her ribs. ​Dhriti: "I... I want to be yours." ​Those four words were all it took for his self-control to snap like a fragile thread. ​To be continued... ​ ​Rudransh Ranawat (30): A cold, ruthless businessman who harbors a deep-seated hatred for women. He despises them, viewing them as nothing more than a parasitic disease to be avoided at all costs. ​Dhriti (21): A young woman who enters his life without a trace, shattering his icy walls. ​What happens when the man who vowed to never let a woman near him finds himself spiraling into a dark, suffocating obsession? She didn't just enter his life; she became the only thing he could breathe for.

(𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙮 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙜𝙪𝙮𝙨𝙨𝙨𝙨!!!) "𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀.... 𝗛𝗶𝘁𝘀..... 𝗙𝗮𝗻𝘀..... 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿? 𝗦𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻'𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴." . . . (𝙋.𝙎 :- This is my first wattpad fan fiction, and i would like to mention Simar Kaur for co-writing this story and sharing this brilliant idea with me, love ya bbg! 💋)