In a dynasty of doctors obsessed with saving lives, Viraj Vashisht is the only one who knows how to build a life worth living. Viraj Vashisht is the "spare." Sandwiched between an arrogant older brother who is a celebrated Nephrologist and a pampered younger brother studying Neurology, Viraj is the family's quiet disappointment. He is a Landscape Architect-a man who speaks in blueprints and blooms rather than medical jargon. In the chaotic, high-society Vashisht household, his voice is rarely heard, and his presence is barely felt. Manpreet Kaur is a woman of secrets. To the world, she is the dutiful daughter of a dying father, holding her grief behind a serene smile. But in the quiet of the night, she is "Preety"-an anonymous, bestselling author whose words have touched thousands. When her father's stage-four diagnosis forces a heartbreaking promise, she agrees to a marriage of convenience to secure her future. Her father doesn't choose the successful doctor or the brilliant student. He chooses Viraj. Thrust together into a marriage neither asked for, Viraj and Manpreet find themselves drowning in the noise of the Vashisht family's judgment. But as the insults mount and the grief deepens, they discover that their silence is not a weakness-it is a language only they share. When the world tries to tear them apart, the "gardener" and the "storyteller" must decide: will they remain in the shadows, or will they finally raise their voices to protect the sanctuary they've built together? A story of two quiet hearts finding their rhythm in a loud world.

In a city where dreams glimmer like the lights that never sleep, two souls moved through life unaware of the invisible thread tying them together. Abhira Malhotra's world was a canvas of laughter, late-night playlists, and courtrooms imagined in her dreams. Draped in silks and sunshine, she carried joy in her stride and rebellion in her smile. A daughter, a sister, a singer hiding behind the name 'Aashi'-she was everything the world expected and yet something more, something secret. Miles away, in the quiet corners of discipline and duty, Arjun Rathore's life beat to a different rhythm. Scarred by a tragedy that stole his childhood, he built his world around promises-promises to protect, to serve, to never let history repeat. With a soldier's resolve and a brother's love, he moved forward, not knowing fate was already scripting a detour. Between them stood a world of contrasts-wealth and wounds, music and metal, laughter and longing. And yet, the universe, with its wicked sense of humor and silent grace, had already spun its web. 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘳.

She was trained to protect lives. Not to marry into one that would never accept her. Riyanshi Rathore , a fierce and decorated police officer, has spent her life hiding the wounds of her past. Blamed by her only brother for the tragic death of their parents, she has no one - just her uniform, her pride, and a quiet ache for a family she believes she'll never have. When she's assigned to protect Vivan Singh Rajput, heir to one of India's most powerful royal-industrial families, her life takes a turn she never expected. Vivan is cold, untouchable, and ruled by tradition. He's never allowed a woman near him - except for his mother and sister. Riyanshi is the last person he wants shadowing his every move. But when his high-profile wedding falls apart in public scandal, Riyanshi is forced into an unthinkable position - to step in as his bride, not for love... but to protect his family's honor. She becomes Rani Riyanshi Singh Rajput, in name only. Welcomed by the royal family but Unloved by the man she married. Yet through her quiet strength, fearless loyalty, and unshakable dignity - she slowly wins their hearts. And soon, the man who once saw her as nothing... begins to crave her as everything.

An arranged marriage, a cold CEO, and one very flustered newlywed wife. Nandini never expected to go from her quiet home life to living in a luxurious mansion with her husband's 40-member loud and chaotic family. And definitely not married to Siddharth Roy-the most untouchable, unreadable, and unfairly hot business tycoon in the country. She's shy, sarcastic, and soft. He's cold, composed, and annoyingly irresistible. But sparks start flying faster than oil in a hot pan when she flicks flour at him one night during dinner prep-and he doesn't back away. He leans in.

"Married to the Wrong Milan" Zavian Moretti - a name that sends shivers down the spine of Italy's underworld. Cold. Calculated. Dangerous. Today, he was supposed to marry Kiara Milan, a glamorous model and a perfect match for the mafia king in the eyes of the world. But fate had other plans - she vanished hours before the wedding, leaving chaos behind. To save the family name, the Milans replaced her in secret... With Rhea Milan - the wild card. Not a model. Not feminine. Not interested. Rhea is the opposite of everything Zavian expected - a tomboy with the shortest hair knotted back, dressed in a white hoodie, jacket, pants, and boots. No makeup. No fuss. Just raw beauty and a dangerously calm attitude. She wasn't born to be a bride. But she walks into the wedding like a silent storm. While the mafia world watches in stunned silence, Rhea? She's near the dessert table, stuffing her face with sweet treats - completely unaware that she just became Mrs. Moretti. If you want to find her... Just follow the smell of sugar.

"I can't believe you forgot to schedule that meeting, Raj!" he shouted into the phone, his voice cutting through the peaceful atmosphere. "This is the second time! If you can't handle your job, maybe I should find someone who can!" His words were harsh, each syllable dripped with irritation. His personal assistant stammered an apology, but Aarav was too enraged to listen. "You're fir-" he began, ready to fire him, but then the soft chime of Siya's payal reached his ears, cutting through his anger. It was a gentle sound, unlike the chaos of his work life, and it drew his attention away from the call. *************************************** Aarav Singh Rathore is a powerful 28-year-old CEO and ruler of Rajasthan. Known for being cold, rude, and quick to anger, Aarav is feared by everyone around him. He controls everything in his world, always protecting his family and making sure no one dares to disobey him. Siya Rajput is a sweet and caring 21-year-old who studies English Literature. Despite losing her parents and being treated poorly by her uncle and aunt, Siya stays positive and kind. However, she sometimes feels overwhelmed by her emotions, especially anger. When Aarav and Siya's worlds come together, will Aarav's cold heart soften? Or will Siya's gentle nature be tested by the challenges she faces?

She fell first. He fell harder. Aradhana Verma takes one look at Harshad Oberoi and decides-he's hers. But the ruthless business tycoon doesn't make it easy. Cold, arrogant, and utterly irresistible, Harshad sees her as nothing more than a spoiled wanna be socialite chasing after him. What he doesn't realize? Aradhana isn't just another woman vying for his attention-she's the hidden heiress of a multibillion-dollar empire. Aradhana throws caution to the wind, wearing her heart on her sleeve as she shamelessly woos him. From grand gestures to playful antics, she gives it her all. But Harshad? He remains unmoved-or so he thinks. Because when Aradhana finally walks away, tired of being dismissed, Harshad finds himself haunted by everything he once found irritating. Her laughter, her stubbornness, the way she lit up his world-he craves it now. And this time, it's his turn to chase. Can Harshad break down the walls he built and win back the woman who once loved him crazily? Or has he lost his chance at love forever? ⚠️SAMPLE ONLY⚠️

Arranged marriage. Grumpy × Sunshine Book 1 of 'The Rajputana Rhymes' series You would find the description of the book and the characters inside the book!

⚠️ This is a dark romance with a walking red flag (aka a toxic playboy) and a forced marriage. If this is your first playboy story, please have realistic expectations = this ain't a Disney prince. Players don't change overnight. They don't fall at first sight. But when they fall... they fall hard. Want soft boys and sunshine love? Cute. But this isn't the book for you. He was poison in human form. And she was the antidote he never knew he was as in need of. Advika was forced to marry Commander Ranjeet Singh, the kingdom's most feared commander but also a fuckboi. The marriage was punishment for her brother's betrayal and royal couple ran away scandal. He made it clear he wouldn't change. He wouldn't love her. He wouldn't even care. So one day, she stopped caring too. That's when everything changed. The playboy who wanted different woman everyday now only beg only for his wife.

In the quiet town of Dehradun, where the mountains breathe old stories and the winds carry forgotten names, a baby's cry pierces the silence..changing everything. Rudra lives with a past buried in shadows and a ten-month-old child clinging to hope. Aadhvita, soft-spoken and shrouded in silk, is thrust into his life not by choice, but by a twist of cruel fate. She doesn't know his truth. He doesn't understand her silence. And yet, their hearts begin to stir... cautiously, like strangers drawn to a familiar song. But behind the lullabies, there are secrets. Why did he leave everything behind? Why does the child look at her like he's known her forever? And what happens when two broken people start to build something real-while the world watches, whispers, and waits? "Love didn't knock. It quietly walked in, holding a baby." A tale of love unasked for, of a bond born in shadows, and the kind of quiet longing that never leaves once it arrives.