#2 in Top 10 India (26/08/26) #4 in Top 10 India (25/08/26) #9 in top 10 India (07/08/26) Top ranking💫 🫶 : #2 in recommendation - out of 8.13K stories #2 in possessivehero - out of 2.0K stories #2 in collegeromance - out of 1.5K stories #2 in possessive - out of 1.5K stories #3 in indian - out of 1.5K stories #3 in desi - out of 1.5K stories #5 in india - out of 1.5K stories #5 in jealous - out of 9.34K stories #7 in romance - out of 1.5K stories #20 in story - out of 268K stories #31 in sliceoflife - out of 58.9K stories #249 in watty - out of 10.5K stories Delhi taught Ishita Sharma a lot of things. How to travel alone. How to survive in a new city. How to chase her dreams. What Delhi forgot to teach her was how to deal with Abhiraaj Malhotra. President Sahab!!! Tropes 🎀✨️: GrumpyXSunshine College romance He fell first, she fell harder

A tale of past lovers reborn as the heirs of enemy families. ____________________________________ ___________________ "Dhruvvvvvvvvvvvv!" she screamed and pushed them with all the strength she had. She ran to him, fell to her knees, crying loudly and screaming. There was a fruit basket on it with a knife. She took out the knife. "D-don't... k-koi pass nahi aayega..." tears were flowing from her eyes. "Heart, I'm sorry. Main humari kismat nahi badal paya," he said while hugging her. Tears were flowing from his eyes. His chest was getting heavy as his breaths were getting stuck in his throat. She shook her head in denial. "Nahi, Dhruv... hum saath hain... chahe marne ke baad hi kyun na ho." She rested her head on Dhruv's chest and whispered, "I... I told you na, there is no Suvira without Dhruv... I will meet you again." Arushi screamed, "SUVIRAAAA! NOOOO! DON'T--- Before she could finish, Suvira stabbed the knife into her stomach. Tears were flowing from her eyes, but there was a smile on her face... a satisfaction... of leaving the world together. As she stabbed herself in the stomach, everyone froze in their spots. Dhruv's world collapsed as he looked at her. Words were not coming out of his mouth. His lips were trembling. He cried out loud, embracing her in his arms as her head rested on his chest. The only words that came out of his mouth were, "I hate you, Madhav... aapse meri khushi bardasht nahi hoti na? You always choose me to hurt. Why... why always me?... Now it's enough of your entertainment... enough." He looked at her face and saw her slowly closing her eyes. He could feel her heartbeat decreasing. He hugged Suvira even more tightly, closing his eyes. "I love you, Dhruv," she mumbled and closed her eyes, leaving her body. That was their past... But what happens when two souls, bound by love in their past life, are reborn as the heirs of enemy families? Will destiny reunite them... or make them destroy each other all over again?

Flatmates to Friends. Friends to Lovers. A slowburn love story between a tech nerd Avni and an actor Rohit who is more than 5 years younger than her. Set in ten years of time span. Cute romance. No love triangles. Found family tropes. Nice and kind charecters. South Mumbai Vibes. Avni Pathak is a tech entrepreneur who rebuilt her life and her identity from the ashes. Fiercely private and deeply introverted, she clings to her peace and quiet like a lifeline. Her awkward, deadpan charm has a way of endearing and occasionally exasperating everyone around her. She's all heart and quiet resilience, wrapped in the unassuming shell of a soft-spoken coder who just wants to be left alone (unless you're her laptop or her one plant). Rohit Avasthi is an aspiring actor with big dreams and an even bigger heart. Loud, expressive, and full of mischief, he brings joy and spontaneity wherever he goes. He's chaos in motion, wrapped in a genetically-blessed face, and somehow manages to be both a walking distraction and the safest person in the room. Avni and Rohit are flatmates, figuring out life, love, ambition, and what it means to be truly happy. Avni is the quiet anchor, steady and grounded, holding him when he soars too high too fast. Rohit is the sunshine, bright and unrelenting, warming her gently when she begins to stumble. Together, they balance each other-soft chaos meeting quiet strength-as they become friends.

✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝑼𝒏𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒆 ❝ He controls every aspect of his life. She's about to prove some things are beyond control. ❞ ✧ ───── ✦ ───── ✧ A slow-burn desi romance where control meets conviction. Yuvan Singhania, twenty-eight, is a powerful business tycoon. His life is built on discipline, dominance, and carefully planned decisions. Losing control is not an option. Ananya Sharma, twenty-six, is a dedicated doctor-strong-willed, straightforward, and unafraid to stand her ground, no matter who stands opposite her. When fate forces their worlds to collide, clashes are inevitable. Tempers flare, boundaries blur, and a perfectly ordered life begins to unravel. In a story of family ties, destiny, and reluctant hearts, can two strong wills find love without losing themselves? ✦

"Mai ussey kitni bhi nafrat kyu na kar lu, lekin yeh aap bhi jaante hain aur mai bhi... woh ladki 'Ishan Oberoi' ki jaan hai." . 'Ishan Oberoi' - The name that echoes success, power, and resilience. A rising billionaire who carved his empire with his own hands, refusing to ride on his father's wealth. Yet, he never turned his back on his responsibilities as a son. Balancing his self-made company and assisting his elder brother in managing the family empire, Ishan is the epitome of knowledge, patience, and mindfulness. The most eligible bachelor in the city, he is revered for his ability to master his emotions. But this mastery came from a betrayal so deep it still feels like a knife twisting in his heart. He declares himself "allergic to love" and swears he hates her. But can he truly? ____________________________ "Likhu toh tujhe shaam likhu, shayad iss janam humara saath nahi, lekin phir bhi apne hisse tere dard tamaam likhu." . 'Aadhriti Khanna', - A CEO of grace and determination, she runs her company with precision, trailed by the shadows of her past, compelling her to live behind a curtain of secrecy. Once a bold, sassy, and vivacious woman, Aadhriti now embodies maturity, kindness, and introversion. Her world revolves around two priorities-her family and her self-respect. Her beauty and charm captivate everyone, but her radiant smile masks an ocean of pain. She once loved Ishan deeply, being his confidante, his heart. But after the wounds of the past, she questions whether she can ever reclaim her place in his life. Can she ? Ever..!! _________________________________________ Fate plays its hand and binds Ishan and Aadhriti in an arranged marriage once again. Two hearts that once beat as one are now divided by pain, betrayal, and years of separation. Can love ever bloom amidst the scars of the past?

SCHEDULE : EVERY MONDAY 💗 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Isha mehra × Rudra malhotra ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My grip on the steering wheel tightened. Isha. Isha. Isha. That name. It wouldn't stop circling inside my head like a curse. "Hm. Rudra?" mom's tone shifted slightly. "What about you? What do you think about Isha?" "She's... pretty." That slipped out of my mouth before my brain could lock it down. I kept my eyes forward, pretending I hadn't just lost control over my damn tongue. Shit. Did I just say that? Me? "She's pretty, huh, bhai?" Arjun teased, grinning at me through the rearview mirror. Damn it. This idiot's going to turn it into a full family circus. "Beta, I didn't ask how she looks," mom said, folding her arms like she was holding court. "I asked, what do you think about her." I didn't answer. Because I didn't know what the hell to say. So I said nothing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Warning : This story contains abuse, torture, force (not between the couple), murder, and violence. And many more things that might triggerd you. If you're not comfortable with such content, please do not read.

~I am not done with you wifey. Not yet.~ Lies. Lies. Lies. And a little more lies. And what did I get in return? ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ Her ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ The one and only girl I craved. Whose mere presence would drive me insane. But shhh!! She doesn't need to know any of my lies. She doesn't need to know who I actually am. Nothing. She is my wife now. Stuck. Forever. Concealed with my Obsession. (Short story)

A story that feels like a warm cup of tea on a rainy day. A woman wronged by the world, and the man who considers her his only world. Do Cup Chai follows Vaani, an Income Tax Officer sworn off marriage, tied in matrimony to a hardened Squadron Leader in the IAF. What begins as two names on a paper slowly transforms into mutual companionship, love, and most of all, respect. And yet, while Vaani was tempted to bridge the gap between them, Vihaan's walls made it impossible for him to be vulnerable. A story that moves, breaks, and heals at the same time. For readers who love soft, slow-burning romance, yearning, and finding love in the most unexpected yet beautiful gestures, this book is for you, and I would love it if you gave it a shot. #1 taxes (20/07/2026) #1 military (12/08/2026) #1 generalfiction (12/08/2026) #1 indianarmy (12/08/2026) #3 fighterpilot (20/07/2026) #3 indianairforce (20/07/2026) #3 corruption (02/08/2026) #4 slowromance (12/08/2026)

First book of His Unexpected Series Shivansh Raghuvanshi x Isha Maheshwari "I don't believe in this shit, do not accept anything from me, i don't have time to waste no this shit called love, you have time u can say no. " "YOU ARE MINE GET THIS IN YOUR BRAIN YOU ARE FUVKING MINE JAANA." ---------------------------------------------------------------- "I think i have feelings for him. No no no Yes yes yes I love him I have to tell him this. " He is the king of Jaipur. And the CEO of raghuvanshi & co. He is a 27 year old ruthless, cold person. He is successful business man, his company is in no. 1 in India & Asia. he is known for his ruthless behavior in business world he is cold for everyone expect his family he love his family other than them he doesn't believe in love and think love is waste of time & he doesn't have time to waste. And also he is no. 1 in underworld & he is mafia king of India & no one knows about his underworld other than his brother's who're his partner's and father who's former mafia king. She is 22 year old kind, intelligent, hot, soft spoken, shy, adorable, friendly, introvert, soft hearted. She is a successful CA & have her own firm. She is reader reads a lot of books. She talks alot but with her family & friend she literally eat there head. She love her family & friend a lot and she believes in love alot want to have a love story like shiv-parviti. She want her lover like her fictional character but little did she known that like fictional character doesn't exist. His jaana x her ansh💗 " Her kindness, a radiant light that illuminated his darkest days. In her eyes, he found a reflection of a future he had never dared to dream of. His unexpected love was a testament to the beautiful chaos of life, proving that sometimes, the most extraordinary things happen when you least expect them. " What will happen when they meet?? Will he able to love her?? They both go along with each other?? Let's join them to see what will happen.

[PARTITION ROMANCE] 18+ She is a mute. He is a politician. And 1947 is burning around them. After surviving a brutal assault and losing her only family, Vrishty, a voiceless Hindu girl, is left alone in a town tearing itself apart. Hunted by the man who first claimed her, she hides in silence, until Meer, an emerging Muslim politician, becomes the only barrier between her and the chaos outside. Bound by guilt and an unexpected pull, Meer begins to realise his vicinity with the girl. But the nation which divided amongst the communal hate, will it be able to save these burning interfaith hearts, alive? __________________________ "In Islam" he continued quietly. "You cannot marry unless both agree... and unless both are Muslim" His expression twisted, a deep aching conflict. I shook my head, looking at him. As if almost pleading him. Noo...please....