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In a country that treats cricket as a religion, Kabir Malhotra wasn't just a player; he was the god of the final over-a lethal, broad-shouldered storm in a blue jersey who broke records as easily as he broke hearts. But to Ananya Sharma, he was just the arrogant boy next door who had spent fifteen years perfecting the art of getting under her skin. He was her brother's best friend, her family's golden boy, and the man who currently occupied ninety percent of her intrusive thoughts. Kabir had plans. For him, the game didn't end at the stadium. He'd spent years playing a long, calculated game of cat-and-mouse, waiting for the girl who called him a "narcissist" to realize she was the only trophy he actually wanted. ****** "You think you're so powerful because you can hit a ball? You're just a narcissist with a fan club." "I'm a narcissist who knows exactly how you sound when I whisper in your ear. Keep using that sharp tongue, baby girl. I might just decide I want to feel it somewhere else. ******

Some love stories don't begin with a conversation... They begin with a glance. He was a Class 12 student, standing at the edge of his school life, counting days he would never get back. She was a Class 11 new admission, unaware that her arrival would change someone's world.she was about to become someone's favorite story It happened outside the school gate-amid the noise of honking busses , the rush, and ordinary afternoon and familiar uniforms. He saw her once... and fell. Quietly. Deeply. Irrevocably. He loved her in-. In stolen glances. In unspoken care. In silence. She become his everything. And he become her everything 💕- Side glances, laughter, inside jokes, and the way everyone knew.... Shared laughter, casual talks, teasing friends, exam stress, and moments that felt small-but meant everything to him. She smiled beside him, never realizing that someone's heart beat a little faster every time she said his name. This is a story of- 🌷first love that waits, 🌷friendship that blurs lines, 🌷 high-school days that pass too fast. 🌷 and Indian school life filled with memories. "Some people walk into our lives like a lesson... They stay forever, and they change us forever." A multicouple book 💞 Give it a try. 😉

A ruthless devil meets a fragile angel. And the fire fell in love with the snowflake. Abhimaan Singh Rathore is not just the heir to the multi-trillionaire Rathore Empire-he is its storm. Feared by all, loved by none, he's a cold-blooded genius with an IQ of 280, a photographic memory, and the deadliest reputation in both the corporate world and the underworld. Known as Shadow, the most dangerous hacker alive, Abhimaan is a silent psychopath who doesn't blink before destroying those who cross him. Girls swoon at the sight of him, but he doesn't hesitate to humiliate or even threaten anyone who dares flirt with him. No one touches him. No one dares speak without permission. He is the crazy devil-and he likes it that way. Until Viha Sharma walks into his world. A soft-spoken, kind-hearted girl from the holy town of Haridwar, Viha is everything he's not. An orphan herself, she arrives in Mumbai on scholarship, with dreams in her eyes and Mahadev in her heart. Simple suits, big black almond eyes, long straight hair, and a voice as gentle as the wind-Viha wants nothing more than to write, read, and live peacefully. She is the kind of girl who prays before exams, drinks classic cold coffee, and hides her dance moves when anyone's watching. But destiny plays its card when the devil sees her-and wants her. She doesn't chase him. She doesn't flirt. She doesn't even know who he is. And that's what drives Abhimaan crazy. His control starts to crack. For the first time, the untouchable devil wants to be touched-but only by her. She's the only girl who could melt his cold heart... And the only one who might just destroy him.

#1 book in The Ruined Series She was never meant to be the bride. A widow, a replacement, an afterthought. But when her sister disappears before the wedding, Natasha is forced into an unwanted marriage with Shivansh Ranawat-a man who didn't choose her, and doesn't plan to love her. And yet... fate never asks permission.

"Their souls were destined to intertwine in eternal love!" Sanchi Sanchi teri nazrein ek darpan Dede mann ki yeh khabrein ek pal chin Adhro ne kuch na kaha re Naino ne keh diya ooo Tune toh pal bhar mein Chori kiya re jiya mora jiya Ooo.. tune bhi pal bhar mein Chori kiya re jiya more piya _._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._. Amaira Rajvansh - An extrovert and bubbly girl studies in class 11th. She is ready to do everything but studies!? Never! She always believed that love is not her thing but a sudden encounter with her batchmate 'Rayan Malhotra' changed he perspective about love. The more she get's to know him, The more she fall for him. Rayan Malhotra - An introvert, calm and ambitious boy studies in class 11th. He is topper and almost half of the girls of school have crush on him. His dream is to join Indian Navy. For him love is distraction. _______________________________________________________________________________ Worlds entwined, destinies alight, what unfolds when realms collide in night? _._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._. Multi-couple book Soft Romance High-School romcom There is no cheating and love triangles.

Tamara grew up knowing she wasn't the girl guys brag about. Poor. From the slums. Bullied for her size. Overlooked. Laughed at. She built walls around her heart because nobody ever chooses the big girl - especially not someone like Jamari. Jamari is young, rich, feared, and the leader of the most dangerous crew in the city. A certified player with money to burn and girls on rotation. He's always been clear about one thing - big girls were never his type. Tamara was supposed to be a joke. A distraction. A mistake. But one reckless night changes everything. Now there's something neither of them can ignore. A secret. A heartbeat. A bond that ties the street king to the girl he swore he'd never claim. The streets are watching. His enemies are waiting. And Jamari has a choice to make - protect his image... or protect the girl carrying his child. Because this time, walking away isn't that simple.

this is a story about quiet love. the kind that sits beside you in class. shares headphones on the bus. remembers how you take your strawberries. mae and aaron don't fall in love loudly. they fall in love through notes written in pastel, rainy walks without umbrellas, and choosing each other in small ways every day. it's about gentle boys who wait. girls who don't realize they're loved. and feelings that grow instead of rush. if you like: ♡ slow burn ♡ soft friendships turning into something more ♡ playlists, notebooks, and rainy days ♡ love that feels safe then this story is for you. welcome to paper stars. a story about choosing someone quietly. ♡

Delilah means delicate in the bible but she is in no way delicate. She's a highly opinionated atheist. When her father gets a job at a catholic school in Italy, (because her parents are the complete opposite to her and are sheep) Delilah has to move in with her boring aunt and her aunts friend -as well as her handsome but aggravatingly stupid son. Delilah struggles with the new environment and her selective mutism disorder but she fights to gain control in the unfamiliar area. She comes into a few problems involving the 'stupidly aggravating son' and her life is suddenly very very interesting and not holy in the slightest. (May contain a lot of grammatical mistakes. I apologise in advance.)

╰┈➤ EKANSH SINGH RANAWAT [27] king of udaipur and ruthless underworld mafia boss. I have seen admiration all my life. Women don't look at me - they look at the crown. At the Ranawat name. At the legacy I carry on my shoulders. They fall for the title. For the power. For the Raj gaddi. But the day I saw her... everything changed. Ananya Aradhya Singhania. She didn't look at me like I was a throne to sit on. She looked at me like I was just a man. No greed in her eyes. No calculation. No hunger for status. Just calm. Just grace. Just something untouched by this fake world. She doesn't try to impress me. Maybe that's why I lost. This isn't attraction. This isn't ego. This is love. For the first time in my life, I don't want to conquer. I want to protect. And I swear on my name - my only aim now is to stand between her and every storm. If loving her means becoming softer, then I'll become softer. ╰┈➤ ANANYA ARADHYA SINGHANIA [22] collage student ,princess of jaipur I hate royal blood. People think royalty means grace and power. I think it means secrets and betrayal. I was just 10 when my mother died. when i was 11, when my father married to his assistant. Everyone called it fate. I call it murder. At twelve, I left for boarding school - away from Jaipur, away from marble walls that felt like cages. In this world, I only care about two people: my brother, the present King of Jaipur - the only exception - and my best friend, Meera Kashyap The rest of the royal world? Keep it away from me. Especially him. Ekansh Singh Ranawat. He roams around me like some bhatakti aatma. What does he think - that he's some king or something? Well... technically he is. But that doesn't impress me. Royal blood is dangerous. And I promised myself I'd never let it rule my heart. No crown is worth my peace. No king is worth my trust. . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁.⋆｡˚ 𓇼 ˖° He wants to protect her. She refuses to stand under his crown.

For seventeen-year-old Wei Wuxian, the world began and ended with his brother's best friend, the stoic and brilliant Lan Wangji. To the rest of the world, Lan Wangji was the "Ice Prince" of the law faculty, but to Wei Wuxian, he was a "safe harbor"-the boy who brought him hidden snacks when he was grounded and helped him solve physics problems by moonlight. Wei Wuxian's love was a secret he kept tucked away like the red ribbon in his hair, hoping that one day, he would be "old enough" to be seen. ​But a single rainy night at the university library shattered that dream. Overhearing Lan Wangji dismiss him as a "responsibility" and a "childish burden" to a colleague, Wei Wuxian's heart broke in silence. He didn't scream; he didn't cry. Instead, he disappeared. He stopped the phone calls, cut the visits, and buried his feelings under a mountain of architecture textbooks. ​Two years later, Wei Wuxian arrives at Gusu University as a confident, independent freshman who no longer follows anyone's shadow. When a stunned Lan Wangji tries to reclaim his role as a protector, he finds a man who has learned to live-and shine-without him. ​"The Red Ribbon's Echo" is a story of growing up, the pain of being misunderstood, and the journey of two people who had to lose each other to finally meet as equals.

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​"I loved you before you even knew my name. I'll love you until I forget my own." ​Ten years ago, Kim Taehyung was the boy who ate glue sticks on a dare, the class clown with a boxy grin who lived for the roar of the cafeteria. Y/N was the girl in her own world, a quiet observer who only ever saw him as a background noise of her high school years. ​Now, the noise has gone silent. ​When Y/N is forced into an arranged marriage with the heir of Kim Holdings, she expects a prankster. Instead, she meets a ghost. The man standing before her is cold, charismatic, and dangerously silent. He doesn't laugh. He doesn't smile. He looks at her with eyes that seem to hold a decade of secrets she can't decipher. ​Living in his minimalist penthouse, Y/N is determined to keep it professional. She's a top-tier secretary; she can handle a stoic CEO. But then come the "lucky guesses." The hibiscus tea she likes. The peach candy that shouldn't exist anymore. The way he pulls her out of harm's way with a grip that lingers exactly three seconds too long. ​As the ice begins to crack, Y/N realizes that the "Class Clown" didn't just grow up-he transformed. And while she's fumbling, stuttering, and losing her professional cool, Taehyung is playing a much longer game. ​Because before she even knew he existed... he was already hers.

Anya Rao and Mayank Singhania were a match made not by the heart, but by the boardroom. Their marriage was meant to be the final, unbreakable bond that would strengthen two of the city's most powerful business empires. Yet, against all expectations, their shared interests blossomed into a deep, genuine love, filling their final days before the wedding with a sense of excitement. But on the morning meant to seal their union forever, the dazzling fairytale shatters. To the shock and utter disgrace of both powerful families, Anya runs away, leaving behind a trail of ruin, a stunned groom, and two fortunes hanging in the balance. To save their reputation from utter collapse, the family elders come up with a drastic, desperate solution: The substitution. Mayank must now marry Mihira Rao, Anya's younger sister. The suggestion is scandalous not just because Mihira is the replacement for her vanished sibling, but because she is also Mayank's brilliant student at the university. Thrown into a crisis that demands the ultimate sacrifice, Mayank faces an impossible choice: Can he betray the love he held for Anya by taking her sister's hand? Will he sacrifice his own heart and professional integrity to save his family's honor? And Mihira? Forced onto the altar in her sister's place, she must confront the man she respects as a mentor, who now looks at her with the heartbroken eyes of a lover. Will Mayank and Mihira submit to the elders' impossible arrangement? Or will they think of a better solution?

Evara Malhotra has accepted a simple truth: the perfect guy only exists in fiction. Dhairya Singhania has accepted a painful truth: he is desperately in love with his best friend, and he can never, ever tell her. But when Evara ropes Dhairya into a secret mission to set up their best friends, the unbreakable rules of their lifelong friendship start to bend. Between staged encounters, shared secrets, and a chaotic friend group that constantly needs supervision, Dhairya decides it's time to show Evara what real romance looks like. But the challenge is convincing a girl who only swoons over fictional men that her perfect romance has been sitting right beside her all along.

'she's an angel, only angel' IN WHICH giada's a ballerina. it's all she's ever fully known. and she's not one for liars, for golden boy's, for fakers. but he's everything but that. and when she choreograph's for camp rock? she becomes his only angel

Zaid is the neighborhood's "unattainable" golden boy-charming, masculine, and bored by the constant attention of every girl on the block. Haya is the effortless beauty next door, the girl who exists in everyone's dreams but keeps her own heart under lock and key. They share a common wall, a view of the skyline, and a unspoken rule of staying on their own side. But when a tangled manjha brings them to the terrace at sunset, a game of pride turns into a journey of passion. He fell first, thinking it was just a crush. She fell harder, realizing he was the only one who truly saw her. Between stolen glances and rooftop secrets, discover a love story that proves the shortest distance between two hearts is the wall right next to you. In a world of digital connections, Zaid and Haya found something real on a concrete rooftop... Manjha follows the delicate, invisible thread that pulls these two neighbors together. It's a story of masculine pride melting into devotion and a girl's guarded heart opening up to a love that's louder than the city below. As their kites tangle in the sky, their lives weave together in a beautiful, chaotic mess of laughter, jealousy, and "did-that-really-just-happen" rom-com moments. Will their love soar high, or will the strings of reality cut them down?

heyy beasties.... this is a story of my own imagine... SUHANIKA.......X....... ADITYA CHAUHAN C.A....X.....CRIMINAL LAWYER Troop- arrange marriage, slow burn , he fell first ..then fell harder 🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷

[𝐊𝐨𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐢 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 𝐗 𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐧] A school love story between enemies. It will contain your dream school where you can wear a short skirt, use the phone, can have long nails or makeup, have more trips and functions rather than more exams. Main leads: Kohinoor Rai Singhania: A carefree, cute, funny & highly extroverted girl studies in 12th grade. A girl with crackhead energy + zero patience, has anger issues (activates in 2 seconds). Extremely stubborn, Rude and arrogant to rude people-especially boys who flirt unnecessarily with her. Naughty, mischievous, yet brilliant in studies. Extremely beautiful and cute(5'3, Doe eyes, long wavy hairs, baby pink lips). Karan Singh Chauhan: A mature, calm, responsible, ambivert boy studies in 12th grade. he is completely opposite of our Kohinoor But he is also light-hearted, tease a lot in front of his loved ones. A boy who is understanding, patient, sharp-minded, Extremely handsome and hot(jawline sharp enough to cut diamonds, almond eyes, curly hairs, 6'3) but he also has anger issues(activate in 2 seconds). [Tropes] 12 x 12 Enemies To Lovers He fell first and he fell harder Mature x Childish Green Forest x Green Forest Dominant x Crackhead Ambivert x Extrovert Bad Boy x Good Girl School Romance 𝗝𝗼𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗷𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗞𝗼𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗼𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗞𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗻. 𝗫𝗼𝗫𝗼 𝗕𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗔𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿: 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗾𝘂𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗧𝗮𝗹𝗲𝘀

Some loves are not written in ink. They are carved into bone, sealed in blood, and buried in silence. He was born beneath a name the world worshipped - raised in light so bright it never let him belong to himself. She grew where no one cared to look - a girl the world forgot before it ever knew her. And when they met, it was not destiny that reached for them - it was something quieter. Older. More dangerous. Not gentle. Not kind. Not meant to survive. In the smoke-stained winter of 1975, beneath a dying tree and a sky heavy with unsaid things, he saw her. A moment. A glance. And something irreversible took root. From then on, every tomorrow carried her shadow. Every breath learned her name. Every silence began to sound like prayer. But love does not remain pure in a world ruled by power. The blood that made him golden demanded obedience. The silence that kept her safe demanded sacrifice. And between them grew a devotion that could not exist without consequence. When the darkness finally came for them, he did not ask for mercy. He did not ask to be saved. He only bowed his head and whispered into the ruin: For her, I would burn again. For her - a thousand times over Even if time erased them. Even if the world never knew. Even if she one day forgot his name. Some loves are not meant to be remembered. Only endured. Only carried. Carved where no one can see. Carved in his bones.

Story of an IAS and an IPS officer who are bound together in a love-cum-arranged marriage. Eventually, they discover love and solace in each other. IAS and IPS officers fight for the well-being of society - but will they be able to fight their own battles? What does the future hold for them? IAS - Mitra Aharnisha Rao Disciplined, composed, fiercely dedicated to her duty, yet soft and calm at heart. IPS - Abhimanyu Omkara Roy Bold, sharp, and uncompromising as an IPS officer, often cold and ruthless when it comes to justice. Just peep into the story to know more. Disclaimer: This is my first story, so please forgive any mistakes. English is not my first language. All characters and events are purely imaginary. Credits to respective owners for any pictures used. Suggestions are welcome.