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𝐄𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐎𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 ~𝑨 𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 •⋆°.☾⋆.ೃ࿔*:⋆𐙚 𝐕𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐍 ♡ 𝐑𝐔𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐀 Ruhanika, a quiet introvert with a passion for books and study. She thrives in the world of words, finding solace in the pages of her favorite novels. Shy and reserved, but don't be fooled-when it comes to her loved ones, she's feisty and stands her ground. Vihaan, a fun-loving extrovert who dominates both the social scene and academics. His infectious energy brightens up even the dullest of classrooms. Despite being a backbencher, he always manages to be the top student. Now, what will happen when Ruhanika's quiet world clashes with Vihaan's lively personality, creating an unexpected whirlwind of emotions? Will their rivalry turn into an unexpected romance, filled with surprising twists? Let's delve into their story...!! 𝐀 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦-𝐂𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞..!(⁠◠⁠‿⁠◕⁠) --------------------------------- ✿𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐗 𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐗 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐑𝐨𝐦-𝐜𝐨𝐦 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 -------------------------------- Give this story a chance I am sure you won't regret it...!! Don't come to a conclusion before at least reading 15 chapters..!! DON'T COPY OR REPOST MY STORY🚫

Welcome to the Rathi Family! Get ready to dive into the world of laughter, love, and a little bit of madness! Meet the Rathi Family Love Birds-three couples, three stories, one unbreakable bond. The Big Couple - Dhruv & Akansha The mature ones (well... most of the time). She's fire, he's calm-and together, they rule the house with love and sarcasm.He married her forcefully but unfortunately fall in her love once again. The Middle Couple - Armaan & Naina The coolest duo ever! Full of jokes, flirty fights, and endless chemistry-romance with a twist of masti. The Chotu Couple - Akash & Anvi The youngest, cutest, and definitely the most dramatic. From puppy fights to soul-deep love-these two define forever in their own quirky way. It's not just a family-it's a vibe! Welcome to chaos, cuddles, and the cutest couple wars ever. This is the Rathi Family-fun never goes off duty here!

Maulika Sen has no choice but to move to Kolkata after her father's sudden death, where she has not been to in almost seven years. As fate decides to have it, she meets with the twins, Dev and Ved, who used be her best friends but because of some misunderstandings, they got separated and Maulika leaving the town didn't help the matters either. Will they be able to solve all the misunderstandings and live just like they used to, when they were kids? This story is about love, forgiveness, friendship and most importantly it is about faith. Faith of regaining the trust back, faith on friendship and faith on love.

He rules empires built on fear and money. She wins wars with her mind and the law. He is India's most ruthless billionaire CEO-a man whispered about in boardrooms and feared in the shadows. A mafia king with a heart carved out by betrayal, scars hidden beneath tailored suits and gold power. Love was never part of his plan. Mercy even less. She is the most successful lawyer in India-independent, unbreakable, and impossible to intimidate. A graduate of NLU, she fought her way to the top in a world that never gave her anything easily. She doesn't bow to power. She questions it. What no one knows is that their story didn't begin with power or blood. Ten years ago, she came to Jaipur on a college trip. She was a law student with dreams too big for the world. He was a technology student with ambition burning quietly in his chest. They crossed paths without ever truly meeting. No intention. No contacts. Just names... and a moment that stayed. Then life happened. A decade later, fate brings them face to face again-no longer students, but legends in their own worlds. He has been waiting all this time, carrying a name silently like a promise. She walks into his life unaware that she was never forgotten. Their reunion isn't loud. It's soft. Almost fragile . Fire against steel. Control against conscience. He was never meant to feel. She was never meant to fall. But some scars don't fade-they turn golden when touched by love. In a world of wealth, crime, ambition, and secrets, love becomes the most dangerous weakness of all. Because when a heartless king falls in love... he doesn't fall quietly.

He was the boy no one truly understood by nature, he built walls around himself, convinced that love was just a distraction, a myth people told themselves to feel less alone he was not cold but, smiled less, never let anyone get too close .his brilliance In class was unmatched; he was always the topper but he wore his achievements like armor not pride Then she came into his life - everything he was not She was loud where he was silent , wild where he was controlled . An extrovert with a laugh that turned heads and a spirit that refused to be tamed. She said what she felt without filters or fear and somehow, every word she spoke he listend, everytime she laughed he admired. She didn't try to change him IMPORTANT NOTE :- this story is based on author's life. This is my first Book I HOPE YOU LIKE IT ☺️, and if you like it please do vote.

A 22 years old SIYA simple, introvert girl holds ethereal charm nd nature, Master's student! A 31 years old AAGNAY PRATAP THAKUR debut his political career...the most egoistic,cynosure, dominating, ruthless, handsome, richest politician of India. BUT, BUT, BUT WHAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN THIS 2 PERSONALLITY COLLIDE...one who hates POLTICIAN and one who is the most diplomatic POLITICIAN.... STAY TUNE FOR WITNESS THE MANIAC OBSESSION OF INSANELY OBSESSED POLITICAN !!!!!

They call me Storm. I destroy everything I touch. I'm the thunder that shakes the walls and the wind that levels cities. But then there's Aarya. I didn't just want to watch her; I wanted to consume her. I've spent my life as the predator, never the prey. I tracked Aarya like a scent on the wind, mapping her life until I knew the rhythm of her heartbeat better than my own. I thought I was the hunter, circling a deer in the woods. But when she finally looked at me-truly looked at me-the trap snapped shut. I didn't catch her. She lured me into a cage of her own making, and now I'd kill anyone who tried to set me free. I'm a hurricane caught in a glass jar, and she's the only one holding the lid. Aarya thinks I'm a saint because I make her laugh. She doesn't see that my jaw aches from the effort of smiling-a muscle I only use for her. She feels safe in my arms, never realizing she's leaning against a loaded gun. She doesn't see the way people faces go pale when I walk into a room, or how the air leaves their lungs when I look their way. I am not 'good.' I am a nightmare that learned how to hum a lullaby. I've never smiled at another human being in my life, and I never will. Everyone else gets the Storm; only Aarya gets the sun. And I'll kill anyone who dares to tell her the difference.

Sometimes, finding yourself is only the beginning. Three years after Rani Mehra walked away from the life that was chosen for her, she is no longer the girl who needed permission to dream. Rooted in the warmth of her family, the chaos of Delhi, and the quiet confidence she built on unfamiliar streets abroad, Rani is finally living on her own terms. But healing has a way of circling back. Old friendships resurface, memories knock softly, and the people who once helped her survive her darkest days return-this time, to the life she rebuilt herself. As past and present intertwine, Rani learns that growth doesn't mean forgetting who you were; it means honoring her and moving forward anyway. Inspired by the film Queen, this is a story about independence, nostalgia, friendship, and the unexpected ways love finds you-when you are already whole. P.s: Watch the movie "Queen (2013)" to understand this fanfiction better🌻✨️.

He knew exactly who she was - the beloved granddaughter of his biggest rival. Still, that didn't stop him. On the day of her wedding, dressed in red and surrounded by people who adored her, he barged in and kidnapped her without a second thought. Before she could even process the betrayal, she found herself married to him - forcefully, painfully, and without choice. People whispered that he did it because he loved her. But if you believe that, you're completely wrong. Love had nothing to do with it - not then. He married her for revenge. Cold, calculated revenge. Because in his eyes, she was responsible for the most painful wound of his life - the death of his grandfather. And this forced marriage? It wasn't love. It was punishment.

Some bonds are chosen. Some are promised. And some are tied when two lives collide. Vanya Rathore - a soft-spoken interior designer from Rajasthan - has mastered the art of appearing whole. Betrayed by the parents she no longer wishes to call her own, she hides her fractures behind elegance, choosing silence over resentment. Love and marriage, to her, feel like fragile illusions - beautiful, but unsafe. Yuvraj Malhotra - born into a Punjabi family and raised in Delhi's disciplined world - is a man of quiet authority. A business tycoon who doesn't raise his voice to command respect, Yuvraj believes in responsibility, restraint, and standing firm when things fall apart. He doesn't chase emotions, but once something becomes his, he protects it with unwavering steadiness. Their first meeting isn't planned - it's chaotic. A moment tangled in noise, interruptions, and misunderstandings... yet impossible to forget. What begins as an arranged alliance slowly turns into something neither of them expected. Not loud declarations, but lingering silences. Not promises, but presence. A marriage where tension simmers beneath calm conversations, and intimacy grows in the smallest moments. He watches without intruding. She resists, yet feels seen. Between shared nights, unspoken boundaries, and a pull they don't name, Knot of Destiny unfolds a romance that is subtle, restrained, and dangerously real. Because sometimes, destiny doesn't arrive gently - it crashes in, rearranges everything... and ties the knot.

Minahil Malik's world was simple like her - books, chai, and avoiding unnecessary drama. However, one spilled cup of chai, a brief encounter with a charming stranger, and the shocking revelation that he's her best friend's brother, Zain Qureshi, change everything. When their paths cross again, Minahil is forced to face the last person she expected to see - Zain. Navigating witty banter, unexpected feelings, and an undeniable pull, Minahil finds herself questioning whether she can resist the growing tension or if she's destined to fall for the one person she was determined to avoid. ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS AVAILABLE --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- BEST RANKINGS: #2 in Lahore - 2 December 2025 #8 in Delhi - 22 December 2025 #24 in Pakistan and Pakistani - 2 December 2025 #14 in Urdu - 5 January 2026 #22 in Hindi - 4 January 2026 #1 in Past drama - 2 December 2025 #1 in multicharacter - 21 December 2025 #17 in halal - 10 January 2026 #19 in bestfriendsbrother - 26 January 2026

[Warning: contains manipulation, convulsion and compromise with ptsd theme] ″ I have looked for you everywhere, in strangers face, in books, in Stars, in the moon, in dreams.....and here you're in my arms....i swere I will set the world on fire before I let it take you away from me." © Shubham Mishra

Aryan, a reserved college student meets Aarohi, a quiet yet intriguing artist who sees stories in places and captures them in her sketches.

••°°Book - 2 of KRVC (Standalone)°°•• »»»He calls her Cookie. She says she doesn't care. The campus knows she's lying. ««« • • • KRVC is back - loud, chaotic, and watching closely. The canteen still hosts unfinished conversations. The hostels still echo with laughter and fights. The sports ground still creates heroes. She's the loud one. Blunt. Fearless. Always saying "mujhe farak nahi padta." He's the rival. Calm. Steady. The boy who never says much except that one nickname he uses only for her. There's also the best friend who loves loudly, dances harder, and would fight the world for the people he calls his own. This isn't a love story yet. It's banter. Rivalry. Accidental closeness. Moments that stay even after they're over. Between test days, trophies, hostel chaos, and friendships that feel like family, feelings begin to slip in quietly. No confessions. No realisation. Just a campus that sees everything - even when they don't. •°••°••°••°••°••°••°•• • Campus Romance ✓ • Slow Burn✓ • Best Friend's Rival✓ • Loud Girl × Calm Boy { Maybe } • He Falls First { Ofcourse } • Banter to Feelings ✓ • Found Family ✓ • Everyone Knows Except Them ✓ #CampusRomance #SlowBurn

Two souls in love, bound by an unexpected, hidden marriage unknown to everyone even to their parents and siblings.... Mr. Buisnessman×Miss Lawyer Mr. reader×Miss reader Mr. Comanding×Miss silent Mr. Listener × Miss talkative only with him Read the story to know more....

CEO FL X MAFIA ML He fell first but she fell harder It is a story where two hearts which are broken yet carry the power to heal each other. 💫 Both carry some past that scares them. _________________________________________ "Ruu please don't ever leave me... I can't afford to lose anyone now especially not you ! " She said while tears streaming down her face as she revealed her past expecting him to leave her for the past she carried. "No never My Sunshine don't ever think for a second that I am going to leave you for the scars you have... Never-!!! We are meant for each other so please don't think this. And yes don't cry because I just can't bear to see you crying like this-for me...." He said while cupping her face in his hands, his thumb brushing her cheeks and wiping the tears away from her making a silent vow that he won't ever let even a single tear fall from her eye. Not now-not ever. Whereas she hugged him burying her face in his chest and clutching his shirt in her fists, his shirt soaked from the tears falling from her eyes.

In the old city of Bhopal, where the lakes mirror both moonlight and secrets, two names have always carried weight. Rathore. Malhotra. One is sunset-coloured pride, Rajput blood that still remembers the clash of swords and the smell of gunpowder from 1857. The other is midnight money, power that grew in the shadows after independence, built on construction contracts by day and whispered deals by night. They were never meant to touch. Colonel Vikram Singh Rathore once wore the olive green with honour, stood ramrod straight at the Republic Day parade, and taught his daughter that a Rajput's word is his fortress. Reyansh Malhotra learned early that fortresses can be bought, burned, or broken; and that the only word worth trusting is the one backed by fear. Between them stood forty lakhs, four years of interest, and one girl who sketched dreams in silk thread. Zara Rathore wanted to conquer runways. Reyansh Malhotra decided to conquer her. This is not a love story. It is the story of a debt that was never about money, of a ring that was slipped onto the wrong finger, and of a war fought in whispers, touches, and locked doors, where the only victory is surrender, and the only escape is falling. Welcome to the night the princess became the prize, and the monster discovered he still had a heart to lose. Turn the page. The lake is dark, the city is watching, and the story has already begun without your permission.

Fate. Destiny. Aren't the both words same? Not for Trisha. Destiny was something that she wished for but destroyed it by her own hands. And fate was something she didn't know was for her. According to grammer and world, fate and Destiny are the same. Maybe. But in Trisha's life, everything is twisted. The Destiny she ruined, destroyed, smoked and removed from her life is going to return as her fate. A major misunderstanding between her professionalism and feelings caused her to regret her whole remaining life. She regretted underestimating her emotions and burning them deep inside her broken heart. A mistake that took her will of living away from her.

He was typing... She waited. The dots disappeared. The train left. The number got blocked. The story ended. This is what happens when no one is brave enough to hit send. Finished. Permanently. If you hate open wounds and unsent messages, back out now. Still here? Good luck.

Vedant and Vedika's families are at odds, and their own bitter past makes them sworn enemies. But when their siblings, Siddharth and Mansi, secretly date with family approval, Vedant and Vedika's animosity hides a forbidden attraction. As their feelings intensify, Vedika's forced to choose between love and loyalty, leading her to make a heart-wrenching decision: break Vedant's heart to protect him from her family's wrath and the chaos of her world!