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An arranged marriage that neither of them expected... A love that began at first sight, but was never easy to accept . He is arrogant, rude, and painfully silent-a man who believes words are unnecessary and emotions are weakness. He keeps his distance, builds walls around his heart, and trusts no one easily. She is soft-spoken, kind, and brilliant in her studies-a girl with a calm smile and a strong soul. She believes in understanding, patience, and silent strength rather than loud promises. Their lives get tied together through an arranged marriage, but college life brings unexpected ups and downs. they slowly learn to understand each other. She learns to read his silence, and he finds peace in her presence. This is not a perfect love story- It's about two imperfect souls who fall, break, heal, and rise together. A journey of first sight love, silent emotions, college chaos, and growing together through life's storms.

He wears silence like a crown. A thousand-dollar suit, eyes that cut sharper than his words. Cold. Calculated. The kind of man who turns hearts into cautionary tales. But beneath the arrogance lies a storm - one touch away from breaking his own rules. Love, to him, was a weakness... until she became his greatest distraction. She's chaos in heels - bold enough to talk back, brave enough to stand alone. A rebel trapped in silk, forced to obey, yet born to defy. She laughs at love, calls it a trap - until his cold gaze starts to feel like home. Clumsy with words, fearless with heart, she's the only flame that could melt his frost. "In a world built on control, love was the only rebellion they never planned." And she doesn't even know it yet.

𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚 is the kind of guy parents warn you about. Smoke clinging to his clothes like it's part of him. Beer in his hand like it actually means something. He doesn't believe in love. Not because it's rare... but because it was never meant for him. "Pyaar mere liye bana hi nahi hai... aur honestly, mujhe chahiye bhi nahi." He's messed up. He knows it. And he's stopped pretending otherwise. Fights don't scare him. Loneliness doesn't either. Because he's lived with both long enough to call them home. --- 𝐒𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐭𝐢 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 looks like she has it all together. Dark ocean eyes that don't reveal much. A sharp nose, soft pink lips, shoulder-length hair framing a face that knows exactly how to hide. And that unibrow she never fixes? Yeah, that's intentional. She doesn't change for anyone. She's bold. Confident. A little intimidating. A baddie, as people like to call her. But that's just what she shows. "Log rukte nahi... isliye maine expect karna hi chhod diya." She doesn't give up. Not on her dreams. Not on people. But she's learning to. Because every time she gets attached... they leave. --- They're both good at pretending. Good at studies. Good at acting like they don't care. But underneath? Two people who feel too much... and trust too little. --- He wasn't looking for love. She wasn't expecting it to stay. But somehow- they find each other. Not as saviors. Not as perfect fixes. But as two broken souls who understand the silence in each other. --- Because maybe love isn't about being whole. Maybe it's about finding someone who sees the mess... and stays anyway. --- "Main tere saath rehne layak nahi hoon..." "Phir bhi... main jaa nahi rahi." --- And somewhere between almost giving up and learning how to hold on- they become something neither of them believed in. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐭𝐢.

His madness for her is mess:- .​"If I die, Piya-and sometimes I think I might, because my heart beats too fast when I think of you-you will still remember me every single day. Every time you see a jasmine flower, every time the phone rings and no one speaks, every time you see a man who is too tall or a car that is too dark... you will see me. I will be the ghost that haunts your marriage until it screams." ________________________________________ She leaned forward, her eyes pleading. "Please, Nikhil. If you ever truly cared for me, do this one thing. Forget me. Become the old Nikhil again-the one who loved books more than shadows. Leave me with my family. I will talk to Ekansh. I will take back all the charges. You can go to London, start over, breathe free air. Just... leave me." He looked up at her, his eyes wild and bloodshot, tears wetting her feet. "Please, Piya. Just love me back. Tell me you love me, and I'll burn these photos. I'll burn the world. I'm doing this because you're pushing me away! You're forcing me to be a villain when I just want to be your slave!" ​"Nikhil, let me go!" she shrieked, struggling beneath him. "I am disgusted by you!" she spat, her chest heaving. "Don't you ever touch me again! Your touch is like poison. I can feel the filth of your mind on my skin!" Dirty?" he whispered, his voice cracking into a high, terrifying giggle. "She thinks I'm dirty? Then I'll show her what the dirt actually is. "Why can't you just die before coming, i don't want you, just go to your evil father." Piya said crying looking at her swollen belly. This story will get dark in further chapters. I will update every night. So please vote for next chapters, comments your thoughts, and also subscribe for more stories like this. copyright all the story line is mine . the picture and music used in this story credit goes to their original owner.

This is the story of a girl who is fighting for her dream and passion suddenly met a man who can get everything in his one order. Both are totally opposite to each other, both of them has their own pain,past struggling with to face it. Join us in this story of RUDRANI and SHIVANSH who is fighting with their own demon in different ways. Will they become eachother patner in a way to find solace or will get apart during their journey.

When the world took everything from her she thought her voice was lost forever But in the ruins of Heartbreak ,destiny whisper her name Ashryne

She buried her past the day it destroyed her. Simra left everything behind-her name, her life, and the truth no one cared to hear. In a new country, she builds walls no one can cross, determined to never trust again. But then there's Zayran. Quiet. Observant. The kind of man who notices what others ignore. What starts as curiosity turns into something deeper... and more dangerous. Because the more he looks into her past, the clearer it becomes- Simra isn't just hiding pain. She's hiding the truth about a betrayal that ruined her... and a lie powerful enough to follow her across borders. And some secrets? They don't stay buried.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 ♡♡♥︎♥︎♡♡ "𝑰𝒏 𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓 𝒚𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒉𝒏𝒅𝒊 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒚𝒊?" 𝑯𝒆 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔. "𝑴𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊 𝒌𝒊𝒚𝒂, 𝒚𝒆 𝑺𝒂𝒂𝒅 𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒚𝒂," 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈. "𝑨𝒄𝒉𝒉𝒂, 𝒂𝒖𝒓 𝒚𝒆 𝑩𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒉𝒂 𝒌𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊?" 𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏. "𝒀𝒆 𝒃𝒉𝒊 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊 𝒌𝒊𝒚𝒂, 𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒁𝒂𝒚𝒏 𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒚𝒂," 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. "𝑨𝒄𝒉𝒉𝒂, 𝒂𝒖𝒓 𝒚𝒆 𝑯𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚𝒃𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒉 𝑺𝒖𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒎 𝒌𝒊𝒔 𝒌𝒆 𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒍 𝒓𝒂𝒉𝒂?" 𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓. "𝒀𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝑯𝒖𝒛𝒂𝒊𝒇 𝒌𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒉𝒂 𝒔𝒖𝒏 𝒓𝒂𝒉𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒂," 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒅, 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒕.

She was running out of time. He was running away from it. Kashish had always lived the life others chose for her until a diagnosis changed everything. With only a little time left, she decides to finally live for herself. Reyansh had everything except the will to live. A random train journey brings them together. What starts as a coincidence slowly turns into something neither of them expected something that feels like home. But when time begins to slip away will love be enough to hold on? Or will this journey end before it even truly begins?

- D I V E I N T O L O V E - • SECOND CHANCE AT LOVE - BOOK 2 The bet got Manik near Nandini. He wanted to win the bet and wanted nothing else to do with her. He had thought of stomping all over her feelings and leave her humiliated after it but little did he know that his heart would betray him and he found himself falling for her. Their ways were separated until they stumbled into each other's lives after two years what was worst that Nandini was forced to be his secretary. He was trying to mend her broken heart but she was ready to never forgive again. Will she fall for him again? Will he get second chance at love? • Sequel to THE BET so don't forget to read it before coming here as it can't be read stand alone. (continuation of Book 1 i.e THE BET) ***

A cricket Romance .soft , cute , full of love. SHIVANSH BHARGAV x VEDANSHI PATHAK

"Power may make the world kneel to him, but love makes him kneel to her." A boy who once truly lived life now merely survives it. No family, no love-only a terrifying, dangerous, and painful past. He has lost all interest in life. A powerful man who has built a wall around himself. -REYANSH SINGH RAJPUT "They feared her the most- and somehow, that fear was tangled with love." A girl who has learned to stay silent. Her parents treated her like a "golden bird," keeping her locked in a room, building her world within walls. She learned to value love-yet she never truly experienced it. -SHREYA •One who never be disrespected×one who never be respected... •one who never expected love×one who never be experienced love...

🌸THE STREET OF THE BLACK DAY🗣️ "A single wrong heartbeat in Madrid is enough to tear your world apart... or to bring it back to life!" In the heart of Madrid, a city moaning under the weight of nostalgia, where melancholic melodies dance through the frozen streets, Emily wanders, lost in a labyrinth of her suppressed desires. A woman in the bloom of her femininity, she is haunted by the curse of haste and the shadows of doubt that caress every beat of her trembling heart. She dwells alone in a silent apartment, where the stillness is broken only by the echo of her breathless questions: "Will I ever find safety? Or was my heart created only to crave the fall?" The Soul-Igniting Beginning: On a night drenched in rain, one Emily would forever call the "Black Day," a reckless longing pushed her to open a door that was meant to remain sealed against the wind. There, amidst the darkness of an alley breathing with mystery, he emerged... the stranger who didn't just invade her life, but shattered her very being and stole her balance with a single glance, turning her heartbeats into a rebellious rhythm she had never known before. ⚠️ WARNING ⛔️ This story is dedicated to the bold of heart (Ages 17+ and above)! All rights reserved to the imagination of the author (petroy).

He's trouble. She's fame. Both are fire. When their worlds collide, it's not romance at first sight-it's war. But the line between hate and desire is dangerously thin. And once the flames start... there's no going back

Saudade follows Ha-joon, a boy abandoned by fate and scarred by loss, where love and cruelty exist in the same breath. Orphaned after his father's death and his mother's disappearance, his life spirals into darkness-until he crosses paths with Makita, a woman who believes every soul has a price. But nothing about her offer is simple. As their worlds entangle, Han is pulled into a dangerous game of survival, where trust becomes a weapon, innocence begins to fracture, and every choice drags him closer to something he may never escape...

Most stories choose love "He won back his love... but chose himself." An Agniveer framed for a murder he didn't commit must fight not just to prove his innocence, but to reclaim his love, his honor... and himself."

🔥 One mistake made Rathores pay the price which was their greatest defeat... They failed to protect their loved one... A girl - twelve year old whose fate ruined her and her belief. Belief on love, family, kindness, pure heart... She was forced to to give her life but her destiny had other plans for her. Daughter of the Rathores who was forgotten by now, but still, there were some fragments for her memories which never let them forget her. ⚡ . . . . . . . . Once princess for everyone was now a past... Once life of everyone was now an unforgettable force... Everyone thought that the story ended years ago with her... Death... But no... She was preparing, in the dark shadows of her past, which never let her rest, let her forget... And now she is back like a force... unyeilding, unapologetic, fierce, and most importantly... Carrying a storm within her, which is ready to swallow everything if challenged or stopped... With grace as well as fire in her eyes.

Book 1 of Love series "𝗜𝘀𝗵𝗾 𝘀𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗵𝗮 𝘄𝗮𝗵𝗶 𝗷𝗶𝘀𝗸𝗼 𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘁𝗶 𝗻𝗮𝗵𝗶 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘇𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗶𝗻... 𝗛𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗶 𝗮𝗱𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗶 𝗸𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶..." 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹... ---- Viransh Rai Singhania had everything-power, wealth, and a heart that knew no mercy. A man shaped by betrayal, he had learned that love was nothing but an illusion. But when Avira Malhotra stumbled into his world, she became the only chaos he couldn't control, the only fire that refused to burn out. Avira was a dreamer, a believer in love even when life had given her every reason to stop. With a heart full of warmth and eyes that carried unspoken pain, she wasn't looking for a savior-she was her own storm. But when her fate intertwined with Viransh's, love was no longer a fairytale; it was raw, destructive, and intoxicating. They weren't meant to be. Their love was never gentle-it was wild, reckless, and ruinous. He became her obsession, and she became his weakness. But when the past came knocking, threatening to shatter them both, love was no longer enough to save them. Will their love survive the storm, or will they destroy each other in the process? ----⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ♡ ･:*ೃ࿔⋆---- Started on:- 24 March 2026 Ended on:- Orginal work of @Author_avani. Cover made by me.

This novel is written by Mehwish Ali. It's a story full of emotions, family bonds, and love. The way characters are shown feels so real that the reader connects instantly. If you like simple yet heart-touching stories, this one is a must-read.

Everett Tornhill died three years ago. Living with it has been... complicated. Ever since that night, he's had a foot in two worlds, and a silent companion that refuses to let go. When darkness takes shape in people's lives-whispers, shadows, things that crawl out of emptiness-Everett finds himself drawn in, whether he wants to be or not. But as he delves into his cases, he finds himself wrestling not just with strange entities, but with questions that linger far too close to his own fractured soul