SEVEN YEARS TOO LATE Sometimes love doesn't come late. It comes back when both hearts are already scarred. At nineteen, Aarohi loved Devansh with the kind of bravery only youth allows. At twenty, she was rejected - without explanation. At twenty-one, she left the country, believing silence meant she was never chosen. Seven years later, she returns - successful, independent, guarded. And her family asks her to marry the same man who once broke her heart. Devansh Patel is no longer the boy who walked away. He is a powerful CEO, disciplined, controlled, and dangerously quiet - a man who built an empire on sacrifice, restraint, and a love he never spoke of. They marry without answers. They live together with unspoken history. They fall in love again - slowly, silently, desperately. Until the truth comes out. What follows is not gentle. It is a reckoning. And then - slowly, painfully, beautifully - love becomes the greatest thing either of them never saw coming. Because some love stories don't begin with a confession... They begin when the truth finally refuses to stay buried. And some loves simply wait - for the right moment, the right truth, the right person - until waiting itself becomes the most profound proof that it was always, only, ever meant to be. ―――――――――― This is a love-after-marriage romance filled with: ❖ slow burn & second chances ❖ arranged marriage & forced proximity ❖ intense emotional connection ❖ jealousy, possessiveness & devotion ❖ power couple energy ❖ family drama, banter & warmth ❖ a man who loved in silence ❖ a woman who becomes his calm He rejected her to protect her future. She survived thinking she was never loved. Now marriage demands the truth. Seven years too late. Mature content. All rights reserved © Fanatic Storyteller No

𝕯𝖚𝖊𝖙 : 02 " 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝; 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 "

DEDICATION- To all the girls who dream of being royal , your dream will partially get filled with this book. " If you love me accept the promise my child" -Those words rang in my head like a voice and the sad part is that i cannot ignore it cause damage was already done. RAJVEER PRATAP SINGH RAJVANSH - Heir to billion dollar Rajvansh empire. From the beginning he has seen the cruelty of the world, which made him the hearltess, cold , ruthless and emotionless Prince of Jodhpur and King of India. The Rajvansh's ruled India in every aspect whether be it legal or illegal cause they were always number one. Due to a promise made in past, Rajveer was forced to marry the exact person who is opposite of him. RUHANIKA MITTAL- The sweetest person you will ever meet, she always ignore the negativity And look forward to positivity even though her parents treat her like garbage she keeps on smiling. She is a very hardworking woman and walking definition of perfection. Will she survive the marriage due to her grandfather's promise? Even when she knows she will never receive love from her husband? (18+ Mature Content in the story) Started- 27 May 2022 Completed- 15 August 2022

He told me I'm crazy. He told me I'm irresponsible. He told me I'm clumsy. He told me I'm a M I S T A K E And I always told him that ~ ~ I L O V E YOU. I'm Nandini Sharma, a girl with above mentioned qualities, who is insanely in love with a guy who doesn't let any chance go miss to demean her. This is my story. My back and forth love story. A one sided love story. [Can be read as a general fiction.] Credit for the taken pics goes to its rightful owner. Cover picture~ @_littlebitcrazy_ 19th Feb, 2020. Published- 01/09/2019

SCHEDULE : EVERY MONDAY 💗 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Isha mehra × Rudra malhotra ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My grip on the steering wheel tightened. Isha. Isha. Isha. That name. It wouldn't stop circling inside my head like a curse. "Hm. Rudra?" mom's tone shifted slightly. "What about you? What do you think about Isha?" "She's... pretty." That slipped out of my mouth before my brain could lock it down. I kept my eyes forward, pretending I hadn't just lost control over my damn tongue. Shit. Did I just say that? Me? "She's pretty, huh, bhai?" Arjun teased, grinning at me through the rearview mirror. Damn it. This idiot's going to turn it into a full family circus. "Beta, I didn't ask how she looks," mom said, folding her arms like she was holding court. "I asked, what do you think about her." I didn't answer. Because I didn't know what the hell to say. So I said nothing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Warning : This story contains abuse, torture, force (not between the couple), murder, and violence. And many more things that might triggerd you. If you're not comfortable with such content, please do not read.

✯ 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ✯ HIS AMORE - SECOND SERIES '𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞' _________｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ ｡_________ "Hum apse shaddi nhi kar sakte hai Mr Rathore" "Kyu nhi kar sakti aap humse shaddi?" "Chaand mai jeete dhag hote hai usse kahi jyada dhaag mere upper hai Mr Rathore" "Toh phir aap yeh baat na bhoole meri jaan ki chaand ki sirif khoobsurati ko log yaad rakhte chahe phir kitte bhi dhaag ho uss par uski khoobsurati ke samne sab dhaag pheke pad jate hai" _______｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ ｡________ "Roop apke darje ki nhi hai Rana sa" "Aap bas itta dhyan mai rakhe ki hum apni amanat yaha chod ke ja rahe hai umeed karta hu ki aap hone wali Rani Sa ko koi bhi shikayat ka moka nhi denge" _______｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ ｡________ 'Jaan Aaj ke baad se in aankhon Maise khushi ke aansoo bhi nhi niklne chaiye kyuki apki ankhon mai Pani dekh kar humare dil mai dard hota hai' _______｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ ｡________ 𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐀𝐉 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄 - 'After meeting her I realised that I also have a heart that beats also but only for my her' 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐏 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐑𝐀 - 'And in middle of my chaos there was he standing with his open arms while taking away all the pain that he never even gave'

Hope. Sometimes that's all you have when you have nothing left. But what if the ray of hope also loses its hope day by day?! ✧⁠*⁠。 ✧⁠*⁠。 ✧⁠*⁠。 "Her eyes conveyed it all what her tongue couldn't. She said she didn't feel anything but the way her eyes looking into mine without blinking asking me to not go away from her and embrace her in my arms while my heart scream the same." " I didn't know what was happening to me. Whenever he come near me something weird happen in my stomach, my heart begin to beat faster and the most which affect me is his deep eyes. They directly penetrate to my soul."

"I DON'T WANT ANY SELFISH WOMAN AROUND MY CHILD!" Rudra roared, the glass shattering in his fist. "STOP IT, RUDRA," Siya said softly, tears brimming in her eyes. "I LOVE HIM... I WOULD NEVER HURT YOUR REYANSH." "DON'T SHOW ME THOSE FAKE TEARS OF YOURS!" he snapped, voice sharp like a blade, slamming his fist into the wall with a thud that echoed through the room. "YOU THINK I CAN'T SEE THROUGH THAT INNOCENT ACT? THAT SOFTNESS? IT'S ALL A LIE, ISN'T IT?" Siya dropped to her knees, heart breaking. "IT'S NOT ABOUT REYANSH, RUDRA... IT'S ABOUT YOU... YOU NEEDED LOVE, RUDRA." . . . ╰┈➤Rudra Singhania - a six-foot-tall man, breathtakingly handsome and steamingly hot, with a presence that commands attention. Grumpy as hell, CEO of Singhania Group of Industries Pvt. Ltd., recently returned from London. A man carved from ice and fire, he's a single parent to little Reyansh - just a few months old - trying to balance towering empires with tiny cries. He hates women, hates emotions, and despises the very idea of letting a nanny or any woman near his baby. ╰┈➤Siya Sharma - a beautiful, cheerful girl with a heart full of dreams and the weight of responsibilities on her shoulders. Daughter to a single mother and a protective elder sister, she balances her 4th year of architecture with the chaos of life. What she never saw coming was becoming the unexpected nanny to Rudra Singhania's baby - a twist of fate that would change everything. Two opposites. One roof. A child in between. Will Siya ever be more than just a nanny in Rudra's eyes? Will Reyansh open his heart to her? And will Rudra finally let love touch the parts of him he's buried deep?

☆ 𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝔂 ☆ When a person loses to themselves, they leave everything to fate. And when fate begins to play its game, it doesn't allow anyone to stand against it. Become a part of such an exciting story of fate, featuring two strangers whose story has been written by fate itself. Aƙʂԋʋι Sιɳԋα ♡, dreams of becoming India's most famous writer. However due to her family's poor condition and a promise she made to her father, she has to leave everything behind and come to Mumbai for a job. On her very first day at the office, she unknowingly gets into big trouble. And who does she clash with? VĔĎĂŃĞ ŚĔĤĞĂĹ★, the owner of one of India's leading companies, for whom money and power are everything. They say Mumbai is the city of Dreams. So will Akshvi's small dreams come true in this city of Dreams? How will Vedang and Akshvi's first meeting be? Will Vedang let Akshvi to take steps towards her dreams so easily? To find out, keep reading '𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝔂'.

"𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒚𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒊 𝒃𝒂𝒂𝒛𝒊 𝒎𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒂𝒃 𝒌𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒅𝒂𝒂𝒗 𝒑𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒂, 𝑫𝒊𝒍 𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒉𝒖𝒅 𝒌𝒐 𝒌𝒉𝒐𝒚𝒂, 𝒑𝒂𝒓 𝒑𝒚𝒂𝒂𝒓 𝒌𝒂 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒉𝒉𝒖𝒑𝒂 𝒏𝒂 𝒔𝒂𝒌𝒂." ----☆☆---- To those who lose themselves in the allure of desi royal romance, Where ishq reigns supreme, pure and consuming. But as with all things, love has two faces. What unfolds when ishq turns into junoon, And junooniyat collides with the unpredictable twists of a baazii? This is for those, who crave a story of passion, intrigue, and the duality of love.This book will take you on a journey where every heartbeat is a gamble, and every glance holds a secret.