Six years ago, Nayantara walked away...and took Veer Raizada's belief in love with her. Once known for his charm, his reckless affairs, and women falling at his feet, Veer had never believed in forever. Relationships were distractions. Beauty was temporary. Feelings were dangerous. What he had with Nayantara wasn't love either - it was loneliness disguised as attachment. Toxic. Messy. Doomed. But their broken relationship left him with one beautiful miracle. His daughter......Nisha Raizada. And for the first time in his life, Veer wanted to be better. Not a flirt. Not a sinner. Not the man his past defined him as. But a good father. Now juggling work, family responsibilities, and frequent travel, Veer searches for a live-in nanny - someone to care for Nisha while he struggles to balance the life he never thought he deserved. He expects efficiency. Discipline. Experience. He doesn't expect her. Meera patil.....A quiet woman in simple kurtas and jeans. No makeup. No glamour. Half her face hidden behind a dupatta. Eyes that avoid mirrors. Scars she never talks about. A divorcee. A survivor of a bad marriage. A woman who stopped believing she was beautiful long ago. Yet on the very first day... Nisha runs into her arms like she's known her forever and Veer finds himself watching. Not because she's stunning. Not because she tries to impress him. But because she's gentle. Safe. Real. For a man who once chased perfect faces, he now finds his heart drawn to the one woman who hides hers. As a scarred past meets a scarred soul, two broken people slowly discover something neither of them thought they deserved- Not desire, Not obsession. But quiet, healing love. Because sometimes...the most beautiful hearts are the ones the world tried hardest to break.

Alessia had rules. She didn't do drama, didn't take nonsense from any man. Until him. For Cassian, she broke every one. A cliché, impossible mother in law? She handled it. Missed dinners because of work? She served herself double and waited anyway. Too tired to spend time together? She embraced the quiet hours alone. She forgot her limits, abandoned her rules. All for him. Until her. The one rule she couldn't break, the limit she couldn't cross. She saw him with her. Broken, she left and whispered a wish she never thought would come true: that she had never met him. The wish was granted. Alessia woke up and didn't remember him. But now Cassian is the one waiting. Running against time to be near her. Chasing every moment, following every rule, just so she might remember him again. And if she can't... Can he remember it all for both of them? © IcecreamSundae5. All rights reserved.

Alessio Salvatore was born to rule empires built on blood and silence. At twenty-six, he's not just the heir - he's the executioner with a charming smile and deadly patience. Raised by a father the world still fears, Alessio doesn't leave loose ends. Aurora Costa is bright, brilliant, and utterly off-limits. A twenty four-year-old medical post graduation student with too much grace for a world like his - and the daughter of a man his family has been at war with for over a decade. She was supposed to be a name on a list. Target No. 7. Nothing personal. But the girl with soft lips and a sharp mind doesn't play by his rules - and Alessio Salvatore has never been denied anything for long. What begins as a mission turns into obsession. What starts with surveillance ends with possession. And when the truth bleeds out, there will be no saving either of them. BOOK TWO OF SALVATORE SERIES.

𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧. 𝐀𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦. 🔥 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡? 💫 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐀𝐯𝐧𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝, 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫? 💔 𝐓𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐔𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝...!!!! 📖🦋✨

A single mistake bound two families in a scandal neither saw coming. But only one girl would pay the price. When Nithya Menon's elder sister confesses she's pregnant-with none other than Aarush Kumar, the youngest son of a powerful and traditional family-chaos erupts. No one expected it, and certainly not Aarav Kumar, the family's quiet, disciplined heir. To protect the family's honor and silence society's whispers, Sulochana Devi Kumar-the matriarch with an iron will-makes a ruthless demand: the Menon family must give their younger daughter, Nithya, in marriage to her elder son, Aarav. From the moment she laid eyes on Nithya, she saw something different. Obedient. Graceful. Perfect. Aarav has no choice but to obey. Nithya never expected to be a solution to someone else's problem. Thrust into a marriage she didn't choose, with a man who barely looks at her, Nithya must navigate a home where every smile hides a motive, and every silence speaks louder than words. But as tension simmers and hearts slowly unravel, will Nithya and Aarav find love in the marriage that began as a punishment? Or will their story remain one written by everyone-except themselves?

Section 1 📍vardhaan singh YADUVANSHI📍 a name that evokes power , money and dominance He deeply loves his 6 month son and his family is everything to him . He is 31 years old and belongs to a royal family.He is taking yaduvanshi business to next level, striving to make it the foremost in the country. 📍aadhya yadav 📍 a name that brings calmness in chaotic world .... she is a pediatrician (children's doctor) and 25 years old . lives with her mother and baby brother who is in 11th class. what will happen when these two people meet and that will create a havoc in their lives read the story to get involved in their lives as a third wheel, because all readers are basically crying over fictional men Section 2 From chapter 39- there will be story about veer and omkar ranawat It's my bl story about a homogeneous couple.

Prashant Pandey is everything the world admires. Confident, charming, and impossible to ignore. But the version he gives them isn't real. Not like the one he shows me. With me, he's chaos wrapped in silence. With me, he's the broken parts he hides. And I hate him for what he's done. I hate that I still want him. His touch. His pain. His truth. Him. Ira Solanki used to be the girl I would've burned the world for. But that girl is gone. And the woman who took her place? I can't love her without destroying her. I'm colder now. Harsher. I don't let her in, not like before. I hurt her because it's easier than holding her. Because it's the only way I know how to let her go. We don't fit. We break. Over and over again. But no matter how far we fall, we keep reaching for each other through every fight, every scar, every memory that won't let go. This isn't a love story. It's a war. And somehow, we're both losing.

#COMPLETE# This story is my own work inspired by a tv show. Before you start reading just keep in mind that this story is mostly hmmm all smut and 18+. If you are uncomfortable at any point feel free to leave the story, don't report it. In the backdrop of the 1900s, where women's voices were often silenced, Durga, an innocent and soft-spoken 18-year-old girl, finds herself trapped in a marriage she never chose. Her husband, Rajesh, is a hardened 38-year-old man - feared in the streets for his temper, ego, and ruthless dominance. A goon by name, and a tyrant by nature, Rajesh rules his home the way he rules the outside world - with anger and control. Durga, delicate yet resilient, is thrown into a world of violence, fear, and forbidden desires. Can her innocence soften his cruelty? Can she awaken the man buried beneath years of rage? Or will she be crushed under the weight of his toxic love? A story of power, submission, longing... and the dangerous dance between pain and passion.

"There will be no divorce, ever. So think before you say yes." His view fixated on her. "I've already said yes." Her voice and eyes were dim, too much for anyone to not notice. "I'm a cruel man so don't you dare humiliate me if you get cold feet and try to-" "I won't run away. I never go back on my word. Yes, means yes." The softness in her voice was making him furious, she wasn't meeting his eyes and he wanted to stay calm. ••• Dur-e-Shahwar Salman had been asked for something that had perished her self respect and desires. She'd never known how to 'unlove' someone. Now she wanted to.

He squeezed her cheeks together, he asked, "What will you get by going away from me?" His hand got tighter as he was pinning her to the wall with the help of his other hand securing her waist. He whispered, "Lavina.... What will you get?... why so prideful? hu?" Her eyes only showed pain, he knew all of it. But did he caused all of it? No he didn't? Zavier grabbed her face tighter, her painful words showed how much damage he was causing, his hands soften, he cannot take her pain. She whispered, "LEAVE!!!... I don't want to see you..." His eyebrows furrowed, he got this after searching for her like mad dog. He lost her, and when he got her again, she just rejected him like he was a dog. She screamed, "I hate you!!!!... Leave me the f*ck alone!!!" It damaged his pride, hurt his love. He pressed a cloth on her face, her eyes got wide on his sudden action. He whispered, "Now... Lavina Morris.... You are going to be mine.... pay for what you did to me...." She tried to fight back, but he had captured her well in his arms, he whispered embracing her and she fell into sleep, "I will take everything that belongs to me." She fainted in his arms, still trying to fight, but his arms captured her tighter so she won't slip away from him, from his love from the fate he decided for them. Her cheek landed in his chest, his arms engulfed her tighter as he whispered, "Love you... forever...."