𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨, 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝, 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨.

"See a future with him, pretend to move on... but when it's time to become a bride, it'll be for me. You can hate me all you want, but my name will be in your fate." The monitor backstage buzzed with Swaraj Malhotra's voice, slick with self-satisfaction. "Dhananjay Singhania ke paas na toh bahu hai, na hi bahumat." I almost pitied them. Almost. "Sir?" my aide whispered. "We're live in two." I smiled, not the charming kind they use for posters, the other one . the kind that didn't reach my eyes. The kind that meant someone was about to regret underestimating me. The one that makes my team nervous. Because they know when I smile like that, it means I'm about to ruin someone's perfectly planned day. I walked up to the stage, every step measured. The anthem played. Composure is a crown, and I wear mine well. The Chief Justice handed me the Constitution, his expression solemn. "Repeat after me." as he gestured me forward, the Constitution opened before him. I raised my right hand. "Main Dhananjay Singhania..." My voice echoed back through the hall, too calm, too rehearsed. I could already imagine Swaraj watching this on his fancy LED, smug and proud of his own line. "Main Dhananjay Singhania, shapat leta hoon ki main apne pad ke kartavya..." The words droned on, heavy and holy. Every syllable was a performance loyalty, integrity, service. Funny. Everyone in this room had sold those words long ago. And then I saw her. Front row. White saree. Minimal makeup. Hair tied loose. Sitting right in front , her father's daughter, my rival's pride. I forgot the cameras. The promises. The Politics. "Bahumat toh mil gayi..." I said into the microphone, pausing deliberately. The Chief Justice froze. The crowd murmured. My security chief mouthed something that looked suspiciously like "sir please don't-" Too late. "Ab bas bahu ki kami thi." In one sentence, I did two things - proposed to my rival's daughter and declared a war.

"Tumhe maafi mangne par majbur na kr diya to mera naam bhi Rehan Pratap Singh Rathore nhi." "Aur agar usi the great Rehan Pratap Singh Rathore ko main ghutno par na le aayi to mera nam bhi Kritika nhi." ************************ "Tum to sirf ghutno par Lana chahti thi main to nak ragadne ke liye bhi taiyyar hu." »»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»» He was the sun who had that fire which can burn anyone with a single snap of his fingers. He is moody and have flaws. And....... She was the moon who had that calming aura around her who can soothe anyone just by her mere presence. She is a believer of tit for tat but never tolerated injustice. Destiny brought them together being the greatest cupid of all time. But the question is...... What kind of a future they going to have when they hate each other's guts. •••♦♠♦••• #10 in romcom

"I told you Naina Mathur, if I can't fuck someone else. You can't either." - Naina Mathur and Karthik Saxena cannot stand each other - unless one murder is forgiven by law. But when they have to collab on a fascinating new project, CEO Mathur and Youtuber KS have two options to go forward with their pent up frustration towards each other - kill each other, or kiss each other, the question is which one comes first? - Where two hot-heads will have to face each other in a daring conquest of their takrar vs pyaar. - book 3 of the Pyaar Series (Naina x Karthik)

This story is about a shy girl name Ahanaa Sharma and an extrovert boy name Ayansh Malhotra. Ahanaa has her own bakery shop. She loves cooking and listening to songs. Ayansh is a cardiologist. He loves singing and playing ukele. Let's see how will they both get closer while having a very different personalities. There will be many grammatical mistakes so please rectify me on that... __________________________________________ Rankings #1 ( India) #1 ( desi) #1 ( lovestory) #1 ( loveletters) #1 ( extrovert) #1 ( Wattpadromance) #1 ( cutelove) #1 ( Wattadcontest ) #1 ( fictionalcharacters) #2 ( neighbors)

"love is for mortals, my Shyra is divine. So I worship her." _ Shyra and Sarthak have managed to fool their overbearing families to get in a marriage of convenience, but can they fool themselves as the contract reaches its end? Will their sham marriage reap them profits or doom their hearts in the making? Or Where saude ka pyaar will be tested by the highest bidder - the brain or the heart. _ Shyra x Sarthak, book 2 of Pyaar series

"Lihaaz aapko hai nahi, aur aap se muh lagana, hum laazmi nahi samajte." _ you think planning a wedding is hard? try planning a wedding for your ex-boyfriend whom you still love dearly. Throw in a brutal break-up, mixed emotions, an arrogant CEO and soulful Urdu shayaris and you got yourself a story. _ Diya x Ishaan, Book 1 of the Pyaar series

Featured story on WattpadRomanceIN ❛ Their love was just like a growing rose; the love was gentle, similar to the petals at the beginning, the full-bloomed rose signified the peak of their love, spreading its fragrance all around but then days passed, and the thorns pricked while the petals started to shred. And in the end, their love died just like the rose. ❜ Extended Synopsis inside »

What would you do if a five-year-old who is deaf and mute walks in your house one day? Prank Cameras? Check Sobriety? Check Sleepwalking? Check Reality? Check Scream? Check Beer? Most Definitely - Purvi hates surprises. She was never fond of surprises after the fifth grade when one surprise crushed her heart and her hopes. Constancy is the key to a stable lifestyle, that's what she believed in. However the only thing constant in life was change and this brand new surprise was for sure to change Purvi's life drastically. And not just her, three others were soon to be entangled in a mess which they had never thought they'd encounter. Because a five-year-old kid, with a disability to speak or hear was not a common change. _ Envelope in the journey of forced parenthood, growing insanities and miserable adult life with Four beers and a coke. started: 18th April, 2021 completed: 28th September, 2021 Word count: 75,000+

1st Part: HER 2nd Part: TEAR 3rd Part: ANSWER This is for those who haven't read it yet. credits to the rightful owners. :)