Devyansh Ranawat, 28, The CEO of Ranawat Empire and also have many other companies. He is also the unmerciful cold and cunning Mafia , and no one dares to challenge him. He Fears no one .He has a dominant personality but for his family he is the dream and softest man we all want. The only obsession he has is Nivya Roy Nivya Roy, 22, lost her faith in love after her boyfriend broke her heart, leaving her shattered. Now she doesn't believe in love, a pure soul but situation made her heart stone. She comfort everyone, present there always for them. Masked her face as a strong women but deep down she have many pain to Share . What will happen when these two opposite worlds will collide with each other? Will Nivya be able to find her love? Will devyansh be able to make Nivya understand the meaning of Love again?

Because not every moment makes it to the final draft... In every story, there are chapters that go unwritten-glimpses of love, loss, laughter, and longing that unfold quietly between the milestones. Happily Unmarried: Unwritten chapters is a collection of tender, poignant one-shots that dive into the hidden corners of your favourite characters' lives. Set before, after, and in between the main events of Happily Unmarried, these stories explore the silences that speak the loudest-the words left unsaid, the memories tucked away, and the moments that changed everything without anyone noticing. Whether it's a soft flashback, a future imagined, or a scene that never made it to the surface, each page is an ode to the quiet, complicated beauty of being human-and being loved. For those who stayed, hoped, hurt, healed... These are the pages just for you.

"When love strikes, nothing matters anymore." ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ Four Families. Eight individuas. Four couples. As individuals, they have their own identities. But as a couple, they are yet to find the way of life. And it can't be done without the involvement of drama. But in the end, it's love that wins and love that stays.

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An indian sports romance He holds the bat. She holds the mic. Without anyone knowing that they hold a secret together. He is the country's most worshiped cricketer-cold, disciplined and less interested in media and paparazzi. She is this nation's rising journalist- clumsy, determined and filled with grace. Would they fall for each other or destiny gonna test their limits of love? 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: Sports romance He fell first Cricketer X Journalist Forbidden love Hidden relationship Soft X Chaotic Rom com

Meera Rajput, a middle-class interior designer, never imagined she'd find herself in the royal courts of Rajasthan. But when her older sister, Avni, runs away on her wedding day, Meera is forced to step into her sister's place as the bride of Vidyut Surywanshi, the cold and stoic King of Rajasthan. Vidyut, a powerful business tycoon with a tragic past, has never believed in love. His heart is locked away, and his focus is solely on his kingdom. But when Meera, a gentle yet strong woman, enters his life, she disrupts everything he thought he knew about himself. The sudden shift in his life and the bond he shares with Meera forces him to question his carefully constructed walls. As Meera adjusts to life as Rani Sa, she faces the weight of royal expectations, her own insecurities, and the complexities of a marriage built on duty rather than love. Despite the coldness of her new world, Meera's warmth and strength begin to thaw Vidyut's heart. His Rani Sa is a journey of love, sacrifice, and emotional discovery, where two souls bound by fate must choose whether to embrace the connection growing between them or remain prisoners of their pasts.

Oberoi Bahu This isn't just a story of three weddings... It's not just about love, romance, or relationships. It's the journey of three women who didn't just marry into the Oberoi empire- They transformed it. They fought battles with silence, turned pain into power, And redefined what it means to be a bahu. They were questioned, tested, and judged. But they didn't break-they rose. In the glittering world of riches and reputation, where power often overshadows emotion, these three women didn't just survive... They ruled. "Oberoi Bahu" is a gripping story of love, betrayal, strength, and silent rebellion. Of women who made their place-not just in a family, but in the hearts of every reader who believes that being a wife or daughter-in-law is not a weakness... but a power. "Get ready to be captivated by the 'Oberoi Bahu's💫✨ Read my latest story, 'OBEROI BAHU'S on Wattpad now! #Wattpad #NewStory #Romance #SelfDiscovery #Empowerment"

❝Bhoot pret nikat nahi aavey, Mahavir jab naam sunavey...❞ It was late at night, when I heard a knock on the window. I froze hearing the knock. Slowly, I got up from my study table and tiptoed toward my bed, trying to decide if I should check the window. But something told me not to, so I climbed on the bed instead. I'm not opening that window. I know how in horror movies, the main character hears some creepy noise and runs straight towards it. Like hello? do they not care there could be a whole-ass ghost waiting to jump on them? Another knock. I squeezed my eyes shut, gripping the blanket tightly. If this is how I die, I swear I'm haunting the ghost back. I was on the verge of running to wake up my parents when I heard a sneeze and then... my name whispered slowly. "Pratiksha." It clicked in an instant. Oh god! I shot up from the bed, hurriedly unlocking and opening the window. Before I could even react, he tumbled through and fell directly on the floor with a thud. I gasped in shock, half laughing but also panicking at the sight of him in my room. "How did you-" I started to ask, but he quickly clamped his hand over my mouth. I stared at him. He leaned in closer and whispered, "Don't make noise, or we'll both be in trouble." What. Is. Happening. ~~~ If overthinking was a sport, she would have won every time. He, on the other hand, one moment, he was the smoothest guy around. The next, he was doing something completely silly just for fun. Together, they were like a perfect mess. But a twist of destiny tore them apart. Six years later, they met again, the love that once bloomed was now buried under layers of hatred, from both sides. Could they move past the hurt, the anger and the six years that had turned them into stranger?

Arranged marriages: the ultimate gamble where your happily-ever-after hinges on a profile pic and a painfully dull bio. Scary, right? For thirty-one-year-old Srinidhi Shankaran, though, love is a luxury she can't afford. Society's already slapped the "expired" tag on her, so she ditches the romance circus altogether. Instead, she dives headfirst into the chaotic world of matrimonial websites, armed with nothing but determination and a ticking clock. After facing rejection from enough grooms to make her question her existence, she finally stumbles upon one who agrees to marry her. Will she settle for her plain, uneventful life of companionship or will her husband, Mr. Aneesh Muralidharan, stir up those inconvenient, unwelcome emotions people call "love"? ------ Intended for mature readers, rated R (18+) for the subjects dealing with strong language and sexual content. ------ One of the standalone stories from the 'Mad Love' series. ------ [Updated every Tuesday; Faster updates in Scrollstck] [Third Person Limited + Omniscient Narration] [Unedited First Draft] [Full-Length Novel, Word Count Approx. 150K to 200K] ----- © 2025 Suganthii Media attached to this story belong to their rightful owners and there is no violation of copyrights.