A threat. A harm. Vaani is in danger. Krish has to get to the bottom of it. He would do anything to protect Vaani, even if he has to burn down the whole world for her. But, will Vaani remember? This story is a continuation from where the film ends, with Krish and Vaani getting married. It will mostly focus on their married life and how they handle all hurdles together. However, a lot is yet to happen. P.S- There will be a lot of fluffy and cute moments too. (Yes, mature content)

~.~ "That's not love," I spat, my heart a frantic drum against my ribs. "That's a lie." "Isn't all love a lie?" he countered, his eyes holding mine with a dangerous intensity. "You came to me because you were broken. I gave you a reason to live, a new purpose. You saw a part of me you wanted to believe was real and you fell for it." I kept staring at him. Whatever he was saying was true. I believed him but I was so wrong. He leaned down to look more closely into my eyes and observe my reaction. "Just as I fell for your beautiful, tortured soul." My eyes went wide on his declaration. "Don't pretend you're innocent in this game, Aneet. We are two people who see each other for what we are; artists of deception. You paint a world you want to see. I built one." An artist, whose spirit was shattered by a tragic loss, finds herself under the controlling patronage of a ruthless and possessive billionaire, a man who sees her brokenness not as a flaw, but as a canvas for his own dark obsession. She is no victim; but a woman with power to ruin him, and a mind that knows a far more satisfying kind of revenge. A FF of Ahaan Panday and Aneet Padda. Love, loss and secrets. P.N:- This story is completely a fictional work, mentioned characters may exist in real but mentioned situation has no connection with the reality. #darkromance #ahneet

Short stories or one-shots based on Krish-Vaani from the movie Saiyaara, covering their life before and after marriage.

Krish Kapoor lived his life in half-songs - unfinished melodies, promises unspoken, love wrapped in fear. Vaani Batra was his anchor, his chaos, his only forever. But forever is fragile, and when silence grows louder than love, even the deepest bond begins to crack. This is not a story of perfect love. It is a story of aching, stumbling, breaking - and choosing each other anyway. Of learning that love doesn't mean staying untouched; it means carrying the scars, the music, and the memories long after the song ends. A tale of music, grief, and the kind of love that refuses to leave - even when it cannot stay. Because when forever comes undone, what remains is not the end. It's the fragments. The memories. The stubborn echo of a promise: "Forever and ever and ever."

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Blayze Norman; A cold and ruthless CEO of Norman Enterprises has decided to take Caden Carter as his bride, not even the heavens was going to stop him. * * * Blayze Norman is the cold, ruthless and industrious CEO of the multi-billion Norman Enterprises. He's meticulous and calculative with his every step. The type to pay back what has been given to him. When he's informed that the debt a lesser company owes his has somehow strained the financial status of his even by the lowest percent, he's offered with the oldest alternative. Make the debtor's oldest daughter his bride and stand the first in line to claim all their properties. Unfortunately for him, the young bride-to-be is not as submissive as he would like. In fact, she's the opposite of what you might call the perfect wife. Soon, they're tying the knot followed by a series of comic events that escalates towards finding love and comfort in each other faster than the two ever expected. * * * THIS BOOK IS COMPLETE BONUS CHAPTER NOW AVAILABLE!

-UNEDITED- [ONLY THE FIRST FIVE CHAPTERS ARE EDITED] IF YOU WANT TO READ THE EDITED CHAPTERS AND BONUS CHAPTER, head to 'Scrollstack'. •Indian Arranged Marriage• I had heard of him but never actually seen him. I never thought, in my wildest dream that our paths would cross. Until it happened- he came knocking down on my door. Taking my breath away, as I lost myself in those chocolate brown eyes. We met, we talked, and we said yes. I thought he was handsome but when I actually got to know him- he wasn't just about looks that this world talked about. No. He is truly the gem his name means. Manik Malhotra. A person who'd achieved so much at this young age and still the most down to earth and gorgeous person I've ever come across, and not just his looks. He became mine as I became his. Our waves of love weren't for someone else to hear... it was for us. As we spoke through our eyes. Our smiles and his teasing winks. The shining moon, twinkling stars and the fireflies became the witnesses of our love. Our love roaring in waves enough for just the two of us to hear or feel. They say it was an arranged marriage, decided by our family. I say-- it was a match made by God who knew we will complete each other in every sense. Note- If you're not looking for a fun, cheesy, romantic, sappy and cliché book... please stay away. This book does NOT have any unnecessary drama, cliffhangers and negative plotline. The songs, videos and pictures used in the book are for reference and DOES NOT belong to me. All Credits to the respective owners. INCLUDES HINDI DIALOGUES (please don't ask for translation, because the language that I write needs therapy and not translation, sorry!) Copyright © 2021 _fantasizing_ All Rights Reserved.

" I m very sorry, vo m jaldi m thi aur maine apko dekha nahi" she explained n I kept looking at her . "Ap thk hoo..." She started saying but I interrupted " ohh really, can't you see and walk, are u in a playground that u were running here n there" I shouted on her keeping my voice low as I m really annoyed with her effect on me. " I m sorry par ap bhi dekh ke chal sakte the galti apki bhi h" she said angrily while glaring at me. Seriously this little girl is questioning me... How dare she.... I flinched at her tone. " How dare you blame me, glti khud karo aur upar se showing me attitude .... U" I was going to say more but I got called again this time from dad. Hi guys this is my first story....pls support me and motivate .... This is a manan story guys with a little twist. Story of two strangers who meet and shines for one another.

Manik, 3 years younger than his sister Navya. Nandini, best friend of Navya. Manik, calls Navya as di but calls Nandini by her name. WHY..?

"The heart wants what it wants" Just a journey of a stubborn Malhotra and calm Murty amidst all the daily life problems. A Marriage. A blessing for one, nightmare for another. ___ "The heart wants?" He asked. "The heart wants." She confirmed. (Can be read as a general fiction.)