[#2 ~ The Mehra Cousins] "I'm bored," he complained. "Someone find me a wife." "You're asking for a wife, not a toy," she replied, frowning at him. "Besides, what kind of foolish woman would agree to marry you?" "Excuse me!" he exclaimed, clearly offended. "Women are dying to marry me!" She rolled her eyes. "You wish," she said with a sarcastic smile. He smirked. "You're just jealous." "What would I-" She stopped herself from cursing, remembering they were in the office. "Why would I be jealous?" "Because you love me," he said, nodding as if it were a fact. "You're delusional." "And you are completely, utterly, and hopelessly in love with me," he said, grinning. "Why don't you just marry me and save yourself from the misery of watching me marry someone else?" "Even if you were the last person on this planet, I would never marry you," she snapped. He smirked. "Never say never." ❋ 𝗠𝗮𝗻𝘆𝗮 𝗥𝗮𝗵𝗲𝗷𝗮 has no time for nonsense, especially not the kind that wears tailored suits and a cocky smile. As a sharp-tongued marketing strategist with a reputation for excellence, she's worked too hard to let anyone--especially Aarav Mehra--get under her skin. 𝗔𝗮𝗿𝗮𝘃 𝗠𝗲𝗵𝗿𝗮, the charming, appealing, heir to his family's luxury hospitality empire, has never met a woman who challenges him quite like Manya. She's infuriating, brilliant, and absolutely immune to his charm, making her the most interesting part of his day. When a family twist forces Manya and Aarav into a fake engagement, what begins as a performance quickly unravels into something dangerously real. Between barbed banter, stolen glances, and the kind of moments that feel too true to fake, their carefully drawn lines begin to blur, and both are forced to confront what's real, what's pretend, and whether love might just be the biggest risk either of them has ever taken.

He wasn't the man she was supposed to marry. But when her fiancé cheated on the day of their wedding, his elder brother stepped in - not out of love, but to protect her dignity. Sharvika never wanted Veeransh. She never forgave him for what she thought he'd stolen. So she wore the bridal red with rage in her heart and vengeance on her lips. Veeransh accepted her coldness, her silence, her subtle punishments - all without defense. He never asked for her love. He only offered quiet protection... and took every blame she threw like it was his to carry. But hatred is a fragile thing when laid beside kindness. And guilt? Guilt never stays buried forever. As truths unravel, so does her heart - piece by piece, in the arms of the man she swore to hate. A story of broken vows, silent sacrifice, and a love that was never meant to happen... but did anyway. ........... Tropes: Marriage of convenience Fiancé runs, brother replaces Cold wife × quiet, protective husband He takes the blame, she gives the pain Guilt. Resentment. Silent love. .......... Words count : 49,600 ......... Started on : July 17, 2025 Completed on : ......... ! This story is complete work of imagination and it's completely mine ! ......... Pictures:- Pinterest (credits to the rightful owners)

She looked up, her face remained calm as she looked at him, her spine straight. You should stay away from me. She said, softly. Why? He asked, raising an eyebrow. Because I'm always emotionally unavailable. I can't understand emotions. She said softly. Well... I think you do. He spoke. Something passed through his eyes, gone too quickly to name. Shivansh Sinha, a man with a heart of gold and always sees the good in people. Prarthana Mittal, a girl who thinks she's emotionally unavailable. She's Strong, guarded and never shows her vulnerability in front of anyone. Shivansh and Prarthana meet after years and his old feelings resurface. Will Prarthana be able to reciprocate his feelings? Will they ever be together or will their love remain a forgotten chapter of a book?

ShivAna - Arranged By Destiny Tagline: She was invisible. He was oblivious. Destiny was neither. *********************************************** Prologue: She was nineteen when she first fell for him. College. Monsoon. The boy who never looked her way. Shivansh Randhawa-oblivious, charming, heartbreaker-in-training. Prarthana Malhotra watched from the back of the classroom, collected his smiles like stolen coins, and loved him in complete, painful silence. He graduated. Never knew she existed. She moved on. Or pretended to. Eight years later, her parents announce a proposal. "Good family. Successful boy. You'll like him." She walked into the meeting. He was sitting there. Same face. Same intensity. Same man who'd haunted her twenties. He looked at her. Polite. Distant. Like she was a stranger. Of course. He didn't remember. Why would he? She decided then-this marriage would be a transaction. Civil. Controlled. She'd protect her heart this time. But Shivansh Randhawa had other plans. He didn't remember her. But somehow, impossibly, he was seeing her now. Looking at her the way she'd dreamed of at nineteen. And the girl who once loved him in secret had no idea how to handle the man who was suddenly, terrifyingly, looking back. *********************************************** This is not a love story. Not yet. This is the story of a second chance he doesn't know he's getting. And a secret she's not sure she can keep. *********************************************** Some meetings are accidents. Some are fate. And some-are the universe laughing at you. Because sometimes, destiny doesn't ask for permission. It just arranges. So... "Arranged By Destiny, Complicated By The Past."

He made a decision to make her his forever the moment he laid his eyes on her. His lil obsession turned into a love he never believed in before. Everything changes in his life after she enters in his life. She became his obsession and possession. Rank #2 in PraShiv on 13/1/2026🥈 Rank #3 in PraShiv on 18/1/2026🥉 Rank #1 in PraShiv on 22/1/2026🥇 Rank #1 in shivanshrandhawa on 10/02/2026🥇

When Alaia married the billionaire, Agastya Singhania, she was okay to be stepped in a loveless marriage. She knew from the start that she'd always be the Unloved Bride but then what about the soft corner that she's going to develop for her husband? Will she ever be loved even if she loves him with all her heart? Will she ever be enough? How can she be okay with the fact that her husband is still in love with his girlfriend who's dead?

Note : You do not have to see the serial to read this story. If you're someone who's enjoying the chemistry between Namik and Pranali and feel like they deserve so much more. Dive right in - Shivansh Randhawa, heir to Collapse - a multimillion-dollar publishing empire founded by his grandfather - appears to have it all. At 35, wealth, power, and prestige seem to follow him effortlessly. But behind the tailored suits and charming smile lies a man haunted by a past no one sees. He's resigned to a life of quiet detachment - until a sudden accident brings Prarthana Malhotra crashing into his world. Prarthana and Shivansh couldn't be more different. She's grounded, fiercely independent, and worlds away from the glitz and privilege of Shivansh's life. They share nothing - no background, no values, no interests. In fact, they were never meant to cross paths, let alone share a future. But when a century-old secret resurfaces, threatening to upend everything they know, they're forced to make an impossible choice: listen to reason, or follow their hearts. Click on Read now only when you're ready for an actual plot and not smut (also this is not a personal jab to those who enjoy reading smut just a preference).

Shivansh Randhawa lives only for his work - cold, arrogant, and emotionally unreachable. Shattered by a past he refuses to face, he trusts no one, especially women, and hides his pain behind indifference, pretending he feels nothing at all. Prarthna Malhotra is a cheerful sunshine girl who finds happiness in the smallest acts of kindness. Though she has never received the love she truly deserved, she still holds onto hope that one day, someone she loves will love her back just as deeply as she do. Shivansh- "You are the reason, I hated him till his last breath" "Never ever try to interfere in my life, we are just two strangers!! " Prarthna- "No-no..it can't be true... you are lying, right?" "Don't say this...we are a family.... I am you----" Will they ever belong to each other?

👉 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖. She believed in love, he didn't. She lived with hope, he with scars. Destiny forced them together, only to show that sometimes the one we resist the most is the one we need the most. A tale of fire and rain, of hate turning into love, of two broken souls finding home in each other. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏-𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒍, 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍-𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. 𝑨𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒊𝒕?𝑫𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒋𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏 . 1 #Unspokenfeelings 1 #Fatedlove 1 #Destinedsouls 1 #Prashiv 1 #Shivansh

Shivansh Randhawa was feared like a lion-cold, ruthless, and impossible to tame. Then came Prarthna Malhotra, a girl full of warmth and joy who somehow reached the heart no one else could touch. What begins as an unexpected bond soon becomes a love fierce enough to survive anything. But when darkness from the past threatens to destroy their fragile happiness, Shivansh discovers just how far he is willing to go to protect the woman who became his light, love and everything that holds meaning. A #PraShiv story. Updates will be regular