Parvati yearned to become a mother. Her strong desire to give birth to a child of her own compelled her to make an astonishing request from Suyash. His wistful longing for a family convinced him to help her and he became her sperm donor. Read on to know more about two beautiful hearts and their yearnings, their unconventional agreement of becoming parents, and their journey of finding love again and creating a true home. Note : • A slow burn read. • A mature story but no explicit sex scenes. • Written mostly in English except a few Hindi terms. • This is a standalone story. Except the names of the leads and a few other characters taken from an Indian daily soap nothing else is related to the show.

Devansh Rajput, 30, is the stoic CEO of Rajput Groups in Mumbai. Closed off after a painful past, his world revolves around business, control, and his 7-month-old daughter, Siya-the only person allowed to see his fragile side. At 27, Aadhirai lives with her parents in Coimbatore, quietly piecing herself back together after a divorce no one dares to mention. Calm, composed, and emotionally guarded, she's learning to exist in stillness-one silent step at a time. They come from different worlds. Different cities. Different values. Different scars. She hides her pain with a smile. He hides behind silence and structure. They weren't supposed to meet. But when they do-by pure coincidence-something shifts. And for Aadhirai, life doesn't just change... It turns painfully upside down. Two broken souls. One unexpected connection. But when the past resurfaces and long-buried truths come to light- Will they survive what fate has planned, Or will silence be the only thing that remains between them?

His gaze locked into mine, intense, unwavering. "I need a verbal answer, little rose." I could hardly find my voice, but it escaped in a trembling whisper, "Y-yes... Abhii." In the next breath, he pulled my flush against him, his hand gripping the back of my neck. His lips found mine, gentle only for the first second before deepening. His kiss was commanding, urgent-sucking on my lips as if he'd never let me go. I tried to match him, to kiss him back, but his force, his hunger was overwhelming. All I could do was yield, surrender, let him take control. Wounded King is connected to the world of Shattered Silk, but it is a complete story on its own and can be read without reading the first book. Abhishek Rana never wanted a wife - only a name to offer someone with no one left. When he finds Naina, orphaned and alone, marrying her feels like fulfilling a duty... nothing more. "Not a single chapter wasted-every page pulls you deeper into a slow-burn that won't let you go." A slow-burn, age-gap romance between two broken souls forced into an unwanted marriage - and a love neither of them saw coming.

#Top 1 in INDIA [24/jan - 05/feb/2026] "They have different stories, but fate forced them into one." VIVAN SINGHANIA- feared by many, respected by all. A man whose name carries power, whose silence is sharper than words. To the world, he is untouchable. To Aarvi, he is the husband she never chose. AARVI SISODIYA- soft-spoken, innocent, and delicate as glass. A girl whose dreams were shattered in a single night, leaving her tied to a man who looks at her with nothing but resentment. She never asked for this marriage, yet she is forced to live in its shadow. KIARA MEHRA- the woman Vivan loved, the girlfriend he never wanted to let go of. The name that keeps Aarvi from ever being seen. --- But when destiny traps Vivan and Aarvi under the same roof, the war between them begins. Hate collides with hidden emotions, silence turns into stolen moments, and the line between enemies and something more begins to blur. Can a marriage built on pain ever turn into love... or will it only break her more? ♥ ♥ ♥ #01 - wattpadindia (30/10/25) #02 - lovetriangle (28/12/25) #02 - wife (25/10/25) #03 - romcom (07/11/25)

#3 in India (10/10/23) ••• "Listen to me, Do not expect anything from me or this marriage. I only married you because of my baba." His every word pierced through her soul. He didn't wait for her reply, he wasn't expecting any reply from her, she never opens her mouth in front of him. Hayder stood up and was about to go to washroom to change. "I married you because of my mother, otherwise you can never be my ideal choice" Hyra's words made him stop on his track. Turning to her, he saw her standing beside the bed, looking at him with challenging eyes. Her words irked him, going to her, he held her arm tightly in his hand. "Don't you dare to talk back to me otherwise I will cut your tongue." He warned her in a low, dangerous tone. "Ouch!" A soft whimper left her mouth, she tried to free her arm from him. Her eyes brimmed with tears. He was holding her arm very tightly, it might leave bruise later. He left her arm. "One more thing, whatever happened in this room should stay in this room. If you complain to anyone about anything, you will see the worst side of mine." Before leaving, he told her. "You can not be anymore worst." Hyra mumbles to herself, wiping her tears. •••

"Excuse me!! How dare you to talk to me like this?? Do you know who I am?" He roared at Vanika in loud voice pointing his index finger towards her. "Prime minister ke bete ho tum?? By growing this beard and height, are you thinking that you are training commander? Listen Mr. Whatever, I don't give a damn about your identity. So just leave my way." Vanika said putting his finger down by her index finger. He gave her a death glare and left from there while she smirked . ******************************************************** She was standing in line with other IPS candidates but suddenly gets 440 volt shock when the same man she fought with came to stage throwing sharp glares at Vanika and said - "Good morning Candidates. I am Nirmay Oberoi your training commander. And from now you all will be trained under my guidance in these 11 months." ******************************************************** But both of them did not know that the tale which has started will go "𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙴𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙽𝙸𝚃𝚈".

Ever since Lila Rossini fell and scratch her knee on the school's playground at three years old, she never once left Kai's side. The 9 years old boy that helped her through her pain. Now being seventeen, Lily begins to question her love life. She begins to have feelings for the said boy, except, it's the same boy who told her they cannot be together due to their six years age-gap. Now being twenty-three, Kaito Makarov doesn't know how to handle Lila's feelings, he keeps telling himself it isn't possible for them to even be something. Especially with him being the leader of the Italian Mafia. Will the two be able to face their feelings and accepts that they are meant to be? Will Kai be able to protect her from the mafia world? Watch both of them throughout their journey facing a lot of challenges. ------------ #1 in Naive✨

"Candy Land?" I said flatly. "Are we five?" She gasped. "Excuse me, Candy Land is a classic. It teaches patience. And how to handle betrayal." "I will absolutely not learn anything from Candy Land." "You're afraid you'll lose." "I'm afraid I'll lose brain cells." ●○●○●○●○●○● They're coworkers with clashing personalities-Nico is a reserved, no-nonsense, sarcasm-loaded type who avoids socializing like it's contagious. Willa is the peppy, chronically kind coworker who bakes muffins for the team and says "good morning" like it's a sacred ritual. Their company is hosting a weekend retreat meant for "team bonding." Everyone else is staying at the main lodge-but due to a reservation snafu (thanks, Sharon from HR), the last two employees to confirm end up stuck in a separate remote cabin. A blizzard hits. Hard. No power. No WiFi. No escape. Just them. And one bed. ●○●○●○●○●○● Word Count: 13,940

He bought her hate with a thousand crores. He kept her heart with a gun to her throat and a ring on her finger. Avni Luthra swore she would destroy Riyansh Singhania, the ruthless king of Delhi's underworld-tinted empire, the man who stole the Yamuna riverfront project and crushed her family's legacy beneath his Italian leather shoes. Riyansh Singhania only wanted one thing more than that land: Her. On her knees. Calling him Daddy while she cried his name. When blackmail forces Avni into a marriage forged in vengeance and signed in blood, she thinks she's walking into a cage. She doesn't realize the devil already carved her name into his soul. He is obsession in a three-piece suit. She is wildfire in red lipstick and six-inch heels. Every fight ends with her back against marble and his hand around her throat. Every "I hate you" tastes like "harder, Daddy" on her lips. He will burn cities to keep her. She will burn him right back... until the flames feel like home. A dark, delicious, unapologetically filthy enemies-to-lovers romance set in the glittering, ruthless world of Delhi's billionaire underworld. Possessive anti-hero. Age gap. Forced marriage. Daddy kink. Punishment sex. Touch-her-and-die energy. This is not love. This is ruin. And they're both addicted to the fall. HIS TO RUIN - A Singhania man doesn't fall in love. He takes. And Riyansh Singhania just took everything.