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After leaving her emotionally abusive fiancé, Emilia Monroe returns home to start over. But when she meets Knox Wilder, her brother's best friend, she begins to wonder if everything she lost led her exactly where she was meant to be.

She doesn't speak. But she sees everything. When a terrified little girl runs straight into her arms in the middle of a crowded park, she knows something is wrong. The child doesn't cry. Doesn't scream. Doesn't make a sound. Just wide violet eyes... and silence. Everyone else hesitates. She doesn't. The girl belongs to one of the most dangerous men in Chicago. A Bratva king. A man who doesn't forgive mistakes-and doesn't trust strangers. Especially not her. When he's told she tried to take his daughter, he expects fear. Excuses. Begging. What he gets instead... is calm. Cold. Controlled. Unshaken. And when the truth comes out, he makes a decision that changes everything. In his world, protection comes with a price. And now... she's his wife. But the quiet woman he brought into his home isn't what she seems. She watches too closely. Moves too carefully. Understands too much. And the deeper he looks... the more one truth becomes impossible to ignore: He didn't save her. He let her in.

After a deadly sickness steals her sister and brother-in-law, Evelyn Hart spends her days tending her quiet farm and raising her young niece far from the judgment of town society. At the season's Harvest Ball, Clara disappears into the crowd - and Evelyn's desperate search leads her to Captain Theodore Ashbourne, a gentleman soldier with kind eyes, a gentle smile, and a strange sense of familiarity. What begins with a single dance soon turns into whispered courtships, winter letters, and a love that refuses to fade. But while society mocks the idea of a captain falling for a farm girl, Theodore carries a secret of his own: He has been searching for Evelyn for ten years. A story of old letters, ballroom dances, grief, healing, and the kind of love that remembers.

#orpan #mafiaromance #hefellfirst #shefellharder #brothers #familybond #softfemalelead #touchher&die #murder Best ranking #6 business out of 142k (02/07/26) #1 ceo (21/05/26) #2 mafiaking (09/06/26) #2 Indianromance (18/06/26) #22 slowburn out of 172k (26/06/26) #1wattpadindia (05/07/26) They say love heals everything... but what if someone has already buried love forever? 💔 Shivaksh Suryavanshi- a name the world respects, and the underworld fears as "Kaal." ☠️ Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. For him and his brothers, love is nothing but a lie. A weakness. A trap. They believe women only bring destruction- manipulating emotions, breaking trust, and chasing power. In their world, hearts don't matter. Only control does. But everything changes... when she enters their lives. ✨ Shivanya Sharma- a soft, kind-hearted girl who believes in love, even in a world that has none. She is everything they are not. Light to their darkness. Hope to their broken beliefs. But what happens when her past collides with their reality? When secrets unfold... and truths come to light? ⚠️ Will she change them... or will their darkness consume her too? TROPE He Fell First Slow burn Dark ML × Sunshine FL Slow Burn Morally Grey ML Healing Romance Found Family

Alessio Moretti loved Hazel first. In secret. For years. Hazel never noticed. At least, that's what he tells himself. As best friends, they shared everything. Late-night calls, inside jokes, and every important moment in between. But when the line between friendship and something more begins to blur, one truth threatens to change everything they've built together. Some risks are worth taking. Others can cost you your best friend. Tropes: [He falls first x Best friends to lovers x Secret pining x Green flag MMC x Unrequited to requited x Oblivious heroine x Slow burn x Mutual pining x Childhood friends x Yearning x Found family x Angst with a happy ending x Contemporary]

Ashley built her life around control. Control of her emotions. Her reactions. Her desires. Working for Stiles was supposed to be nothing more than a job-temporary, professional, safe. But Stiles was never safe. Powerful, obsessive, and dangerously perceptive, he notices every glance she avoids, every breath she loses, every crack in the composure she hides behind. What begins as tension quickly turns into something far more consuming-a dangerous pull neither of them can control. Because Stiles doesn't believe in restraint. And Ashley is becoming the one thing he can't stop wanting. Behind the glamour of galas, flashing cameras, and whispered scandals, their connection deepens into something dark, intimate, and impossible to deny. Every touch becomes a battle for control. Every kiss blurs the line between obsession and need. She tells herself she should stay away. He makes her forget why. But the deeper Ashley falls into Stiles's world, the more she realizes desire can become possession... and passion can destroy as easily as it consumes. Some people ruin you slowly. Others make you want the ruin. And Stiles? He makes resistance feel meaningless.

🥇 #1 in Wattpad 🥇 #1 in WattpadIndia 🥇 #1 in WattpadRomance 🥇 #1 in WattpadFiction 🥇#1 in WattpadFanFiction 🥇 #1 in FirstStory 🥇#1 in Firstloves 🥇#1 in Wedding 🥇 And so many more rankings that still feel unreal to me! (13.06.2026) On the day of his wedding, Dhruv Malhotra was left at the altar. Humiliated. Betrayed. Enraged. And somehow, Riya ended up paying the price. Now trapped in a marriage neither of them wanted, Riya becomes the target of a man who looks at her like she ruined his life. Dhruv hates her. Riya fears him. But behind closed doors, hatred slowly begins to blur into something far more dangerous. Because in a marriage built on revenge... someone is bound to fall first.

Zeenat Shaikh never wanted trouble. She just wanted to finish her third year of business college in peace. But when her first day starts with her being cornered by the college's biggest manwhore - Sameer Khan - she realizes peace isn't an option. Enter Shahawez Khan. Cold. Reserved. Untouchable. Everyone thinks he's a playboy. But the truth? He's never even looked at another girl. And definitely never rescued one before. Until Zeenat. What starts as an awkward rescue turns into an unexpected friendship. Six months of stolen glances, hidden smiles, late-night talks, and hugs that linger a little too long. He opens up to her. She sees through his mask. And somewhere in between - they fall. Hard. 🤍 But life isn't a Bollywood movie. A college trip goes wrong. Goons attack. A village. A forced nikkah. And just like that - they're married. Except Shahawez doesn't want to keep her. "Don't expect anything from me. This marriage was nothing." Heartbroken but not broken, Zeenat decides to walk away. From strangers to friends. From friends to spouses. From spouses to lovers. This is a story of two reserved souls who found home in each other. Of hugs that heal, kisses that mean forever, and a love that was never supposed to happen - but did. ❤️ P.S. - He calls her Zee. She calls him Shah. And after marriage? She becomes his Jaan. Tropes used in this story: · 🌷Forced/Accidental Marriage (Nikkah) · 🕊️Cold & Reserved ML who's soft only for FL · 💜Shy, Kind, Introvert FL · 🫧He falls first but hides it ·❤️‍🔥Virgin

He is the law of Mohali. She is a storm he intends to cage. At thirty-two, Arjan Singh Dhaliwal operates in a world where power is absolute, promises are binding, and his word is the final law. As a ruthless, sharp-tongued MLA, he doesn't know how to negotiate, and he certainly doesn't know how to lose. When he sets his dark, piercing gaze on the fierce and beautiful daughter of the Bajwa house, he doesn't just want her hand in marriage...he wants absolute ownership of her heart, her defiance, and her destiny. At twenty-five, Dr. Kudrat Kaur Bajwa has dedicated her life to healing, independence, and the open sky. She is an untamable sparrow with a spicy resilience and a stubborn heart. But a single sight at her, binds her to the powerful Dhaliwal lineage, turning her world upside down. Forced into a marriage wrapped in grand Punjabi traditions, heavy crimson velvet, and ancestral pride, she vows never to bow to the arrogant politician who claimed her. "Look at what you just did! You dragged me like an animal! You don't want a wife, Arjan Dhaliwal, you want a slave! You want to kill my dreams, my career, my identity! You want to lock me in your mansion!" "Je agli vaar pair vi baahar kaddia, te main lataan bhann deniyaan teriyaan. (If next time you even step a foot outside, I will break your legs myself.) I will do whatever it takes to keep you right where you belong......beside me." ... This is a punjabi story, contains translation... Tropes: 1. Age Gap (32 & 25) 2. Alpha / Morally Grey Male Lead 3. Fierce / Independent Female Lead 4. Arranged Marriage / Forced Proximity 5. Possessive male lead 6.He Falls First & Harder

The 2026 FIFA World Cup was meant to change Raya Davies' future-not her heart. Falling in love with England's brightest star was never part of the plan. But when fate keeps bringing her back to Jude Bellingham, every match becomes more than just ninety minutes. Between roaring crowds, stadium lights, and quiet moments no one else sees, an unexpected love story begins to unfold. Sometimes, the greatest victory isn't lifting the trophy... it's finding the one who makes your heart feel like home before the final whistle blows. ⚽💜𝓛𝓪𝓭𝔂 𝓝𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓢𝓱𝓪𝓭𝓮💜⚽

Aarini Razia Khan was born in a place society pretends does not exist. Arhaan Dev Rathore was born into a world that decides which places should not exist. She is a lawyer fighting for the rights of women the country refuses to see. He is the Prime Minister's son, protecting the image of a country that refuses to change. She is called illegitimate because of where she was born. He is called legitimate because of whose name he carries. They meet in courtrooms, in conferences, in battles that start with law and end with ego. They are not supposed to like each other. They are not supposed to understand each other. And they are definitely not supposed to fall in love. Because some love stories are not written in poetry. Some are written in legal notices, political scandals, and whispered threats behind closed doors. And this is one of them.

- The Haveli She pushed open the heavy wooden door to their bedroom. She barely took one step inside before a hand-large, calloused, heavily ringed-clamped onto her waist from the shadows. She was yanked backward. The door slammed shut behind her. "Vikram," she breathed out. He spun her around, pinning her back against the wooden door. The room was dark, but his eyes were gleaming like a predator's. He was in a black silk kurta, his jaw locked so tight a muscle ticked in his cheek. "Neeche " Vikram's voice was a dangerous, heavy growl. "Un lukhon ke gelya ghani hass-hass ke baat kar ri thi aap?" Vani looked up at him, her heart doing a frantic flutter against her ribs, but she kept her voice light. "Woh toh bas aise hi... normal baat kar rahi thi main," Vani said, trying to sound completely unaffected. Vikram gently caught her hand, lifting it between them. His thumb pressed firmly against her dark mehendi, right over the spot where his identity was traced into her skin. "Bhul gayi ke kiska naam lagya se aapki mehendi mein?" Vikram asked, his voice dropping to a low, lethal whisper full of raw ownership. "Neeche sab dhoondh rahe honge mujhe... chaliye neeche," Vani whispered, placing her free hand on his chest to lightly push him, an obvious attempt to escape the overwhelming tension. "Shh." And before Vani could formulate a single thought, Vikram leaned down and captured her lips. It wasn't gentle. It was a deep, breath-stealing, intensely possessive kiss that consumed her completely, leaving no doubt in her mind-or his-about exactly who she belonged to. ------------------- But fires like this don't start in a single day. It started much earlier. It started on a completely normal afternoon, when a highly irritable, Ludo-obsessed girl from South Delhi looked at the most dangerous politician in Rohtak... and completely mistook him for a dhaba uncle.

When Tanya Whitfield died, she left behind more than a life. She left behind her mother, her cat, unfinished dreams, Saturday mornings at Waffle House, and a world she wasn't ready to lose. Reborn as Adaeze Veyrenne, she slowly learns to navigate a beautiful new life filled with magic, ancient creatures, and a family that loves her as if she'd always belonged. But while Adaeze is learning how to heal, the rest of the kingdom is learning something else. Her mana has no limits. Now emperors, saints, princes, and ancient beings all want to know her secret. Too bad. **My mana is not your business.**

"Some storms don't come to destroy us. Some arrive carrying the person who will become our greatest comfort." Anaya Sharma always believed that her life belonged to her. At twenty-two, she is a psychology postgraduate student who finds happiness in simple things - rainy evenings, old books, quiet cafés, and the journal where she writes everything she cannot say out loud. Aarav Malhotra has built a life that everyone admires. At thirty-two, he is the successful CEO of Malhotra Group and a man known for his intelligence, discipline, and unreadable emotions. To the world, he has everything. But behind his success is a heart that has learned to protect itself from disappointment. Their first meeting is nothing close to a fairytale. A rainy afternoon. A misunderstanding. Two completely different people. Anaya sees him as arrogant and emotionless. Aarav sees her as stubborn and impulsive. They believe their paths will never cross again. But destiny has already started writing a story neither of them expected. When circumstances bring them closer than they ever imagined, they are forced to face not only each other but also the walls they have built around their hearts. Because sometimes the person who challenges you the most becomes the person who understands you the best. A story about two hearts, one storm, and a love discovered slowly under the same sky.

Blair has always believed some people are meant to tell love stories-not live them. Working in the art department at one of the country's most respected publishing houses, she's surrounded by romance every day. She designs the covers, watches the stories come to life, and quietly convinces herself that kind of love belongs to everyone else. Then there's Augustine Heart. Someone she's quietly had feelings for longer than she cares to admit. As the line between colleagues and something more begins to blur, Blair and Augustine discover that love isn't always found in grand gestures or perfect timing. Sometimes it arrives quietly... one page at a time.

He fell first. She fell too late. Their marriage was never built on love. It was built on contracts, boardrooms, billion-dollar deals, and two people who believed emotions were liabilities. Park Jimin loved his wife with every piece of his heart. Y/N only saw him as another business transaction... Until the day he packed his bags and walked away. Suddenly, the cold CEO who had never begged anyone found herself fighting for the only man she never wanted to lose. But... Can love survive after trust has already been broken? Or Are some hearts impossible to win back?

Lilah came to Mauritius looking for pieces of her mother. She never expected to find Easton. Six months after losing her mom, nineteen-year-old Lilah agrees to a tropical vacation meant to reconnect with the father she barely knows anymore. But when the trip she imagined quickly becomes something entirely different, she finds herself feeling more alone than ever. Until a pair of dark eyes catches hers across a crowded restaurant. Easton is confident, tattooed, effortlessly charming-and far too good at seeing through every wall Lilah has spent years building. What begins as stolen glances turns into teasing conversations, midnight adventures, secret touches, and one unforgettable connection neither of them was looking for. For a few perfect days, on an island thousands of miles from home, Lilah begins to feel alive again. But vacations have expiration dates. And when their connection becomes far more real than either of them planned, fear turns something beautiful into heartbreak. They leave Mauritius believing they'll never see each other again. They're wrong. Because some people are only meant to pass through your life. Others find their way back to you, no matter how far the tide pulls you apart. One island. One unexpected connection. And a love story that doesn't end when the plane takes off.

They came for her. Not for the settlement. Not for the supplies. For Lori. After the fall of civilization, survival became simple: trust no one, keep your knife close, and never look back. Lori has spent years living by those rules inside the walls of Redhaven-until the day her past comes crashing through the gates in the form of Nick Cross, the last man she ever wanted to see. Cold. Dangerous. Infuriatingly charming. He claims an army is hunting her. She thinks he's lying. Then the monsters stop attacking... ...and start waiting. Forced to flee across a broken world where every shadow hides a secret and every choice comes with blood on its hands, Lori and Nick must work together to survive. But surviving each other might be the harder task. Because some enemies are impossible to forgive. And some loves ruin you slowly.

Ellie aveva scelto Cass perché sembrava il ragazzo perfetto da cui non innamorarsi. Arrogante, bellissimo, irraggiungibile. Uno di quelli che non fanno promesse, non restano e non si lasciano conoscere davvero. Cass, invece, è abituato a tenere tutti a distanza. Sul campo è sicuro di sé, fuori dal campo finge che niente possa ferirlo. Ma Ellie non è come le altre. Lo provoca, lo sfida, gli sfugge proprio quando lui inizia a cercarla. Tra regole non dette, notti che avrebbero dovuto significare poco e sentimenti impossibili da ignorare, Ellie e Cass scopriranno che fingere di non provare niente è facile solo finché non ci si avvicina troppo. Un college romance intenso, sensuale ed emotivo, dove il desiderio arriva prima del coraggio di amarsi davvero.

𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙪𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘. ❝ 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂. 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘇𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲. ❞ April Bennett and Garrett Graham have been inseparable since they were three years old. 𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨. 𝙉𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙨. 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙚. The kind of friendship everyone swore would turn into something more. 𝙄𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙞𝙙. After years apart, April transfers to Briar University, reuniting with the one person who's always felt like home. But while she's trying to pretend her heart has never belonged to him, Garrett is too busy convincing himself she's "𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙." Some stories stay exactly the same...while others were waiting to be told. Maybe first love isn't about who you meet first. Maybe...it's about the person who was always there. 𝙂𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩 𝙂𝙧𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙢 x 𝘼𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙡 𝘽𝙚𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙩𝙩.