"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

SHEDULE: EVERY MONDAY When King Rivaan dies unexpectedly, the widowed Queen Alakhnanda is forced into a second marriage with Anay, the son of the powerful Finance Minister Shreyash Sharma. Bound by a prior agreement signed by the late King and the Rajmata, Alakhnanda finds herself without a voice in her own fate. Anay, an unwilling puppet at first, becomes part of a political game neither of them chose. Alakhnanda, strong, cold, and wounded by betrayal, believes Anay is a pawn trying to eliminate her son Riyansh. Will Anay be able to prove himself to Alakhnanda and the people of Rajdavan? Or will he too become blinded by power?

She was promised to another. He was only supposed to help her escape. When Parthvi begs Randheer to lie for her, he agrees, thinking he's doing the right thing. But what begins as an act of kindness spirals into a complicated marriage filled with quiet tension, buried feelings and a love that neither of them saw coming. He's stern, guarded, and loyal to a fault. She's passionate, broken, and searching for freedom. But when ghosts from the past knock on their door will their fragile arrangement survive the truth? Trying to suppress the pull they felt, he made rudeness his facade yet her tears twirled everything inside him. His urge to protect her only to ruin himself, her complicated relationships with her past and a decision of families as "The Arranged Affair" takes place. ✨ Arranged Marriage | Second Chance | Heartbreak | He Fell First | Politician x Social Worker | Healing Romance Top 6 in India [1st March 2026] #1 in Indian Culture [19th December 2025] #1 in GrumpyxSunshine [1st December 2025] Top 2 in India [29th November 2025] Top 3 in India [28th November 2025] #1 in Tension Filled Romance [12th August 2025] #1 in Supportive Partner [10th August 2025] #1 in Politics [7th March 2025]

A twisted tale of obsession, control, and the kind of love that doesn't just 'owns' you... it unravels you in the most beautiful way. (Mature content ahead! Reader discretion is adviced )

Avyaan Vedang Vishwanathan "He never believed in love. Until she became his wife. Now he believes in nothing else but owning her." ............ Udita Avyaan Vishwanathan. "He felt like danger... but for once, I wasn't afraid. I wanted to fall-if it meant falling into him." ....................... Join the beautiful journey of Avyaan and Udita finding their peace in each other

Meerab Mahnoor, 22, a breathtaking beauty with fire in her soul and poetry on her lips, graduated in English Honours from Hyderabad Central University. Her dream? To earn her M.A in Literature from London and return as someone her parents could proudly speak of. But London wasn't just a place of books and dreams-it was a storm waiting to swallow her whole. Because the danger didn't wear a mask. It wore a suit. And stood at the front of her classroom. Khan Murtasim Khan, 28, sinfully hot, cold-eyed, and maddeningly unreadable, was in his fourth year of PhD studies-and her professor. He didn't smile. He didn't bend. But when his gaze found Meerab, everything began to unravel. He noticed her. He watched her. And then... he wanted her. The glances turned into tension. The tension turned into obsession. And Meerab? She stepped into a game of shadows with a man who could ruin her... or awaken everything she never knew she craved. Because some lessons aren't taught in books-some are learned between stolen glances, whispered threats, and forbidden touches. He's supposed to guide her, not crave her. She's supposed to respect him, not need him. But some stories don't follow the syllabus. And some desires? They're just waiting to be unleashed. Dark secrets. Stolen glances. A past that won't stay buried. And a chemistry that refuses to be denied. This is not your typical campus romance. It's twisted. It's intense. It's everything you weren't ready for. Tropes you'll love: Professor × Student Age Gap (6 years) Possessive Male Lead Sweet Bubly Female Lead Dark Academia Vibes Enemies to Obsession Power Play Mystery + Slow Burn + Smut Hidden Past / Forbidden Romance He Falls First. He Falls Hard. Are you ready to enter the classroom where love is the most dangerous subject of all? ~ Edited Version of Professor Khan's Beloved!

Nirvarthana , a 25 year old botany professor working in a coaching institute, very kind but also strict , loves to look after her family and intrested in fashion designing. Nikhil , a 20 year old student who goes to the same institute where Nirvarthana teaches , very studious and calm guy. What happens when Nirvarthana feels something She shouldn't feel for a student? Is it wrong? If it is ,why does she feel it's right? To learn more dive into the story!

🖤 Vritant Vardhan & Adhrita Adani 🖤 He was born in the shadow of the national emblem - a son sculpted by silence, not slogans. She was sent away before legacy could stain her - a daughter raised to heal, not to belong. 🕊️ Vritant wears restraint like armor. Adhrita folds softness into silence. 🕊️ They meet at a wedding neither chose. No past. No plan. Just two names that were never meant to matter to each other - but somehow, they do. 👑 Because history pulls strings. And sometimes, the thread remembers what the throne forgets. 🧵 🖋️ Legacy wrote their last names. ❤️ But it was love that underlined them. Tropes: PM's Son x CM's Daughter Businessman x Doctor Chaos x Calm Rich x Rich Sarcastic x Quiet Delhi x Newyork Heir who hates it x heiress who escaped it Reluctant heir x Hidden heiress Emotionally guarded x Emotionally grounded Slow burn! No cheating!

~𝓐𝓹𝓷𝓲 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓶𝓸 𝓶𝓮𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓪 𝓯𝓲𝓻 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓲 𝓴𝓸 𝓷𝓪 𝓭𝓲𝔂𝓪, 𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓺 𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓲𝓷𝓪 𝓫𝓱𝓲 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓽𝓾𝓳𝓱𝓼𝓮 𝓱𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝔂𝓪 ~ "Please try to understand... it's better we part ways. It's better that we stay away from each other. Once, I loved you, Ekansh..." Her voice wavered, her lips trembling as fresh tears rolled down her cheeks. "Don't destroy that love I had for you six years ago by doing this," 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧. "No matter how many times you say that we should part ways... I can't even think of being separated from you again. Six years ago, I walked away from you in my hatred, but now, it's that very hatred that will keep you bound to me," 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐮𝐧𝐲𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞. . . . . 𝐄𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐗 𝐀𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚 (Check Prologue)