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Saanvi Verma lost her mother the day she was born and her father when she was only six. Since then, her life became a silent battle. Raised in a house where she was blamed for everything, she grew up hearing cruel words instead of lullabies. Soft, fragile, and innocent, she learned to survive without affection, without protection, and without a voice. Ashvik Rajvanshi is the complete opposite of her world. A 29-year-old ruthless CEO, powerful and feared, with eyes as dark as his secrets. He doesn't believe in weakness. He doesn't believe in love. He only believes in control. But fate has strange plans. When the most innocent girl becomes the wife of the most dangerous man, will she finally find the love she never received? Or will she lose herself in his world of power and darkness? A story of pain, possession, secrets, and a love that was never meant to be... yet impossible to escape. Let's read and see what happens between them. 🖤🌸

☘︎ 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰 𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑪𝑶𝑴 "𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝑪𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒌𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒌 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒊-𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓,𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒐𝒔" 𝑺𝑨𝑵𝑨 𝑨𝑮𝑨𝑹𝑾𝑨𝑳 , all she ever wanted was a place to call her own. As the eldest daughter of a loud, loving joint family in Dehradun, she's spent her life putting others first-until one day, this girl who was sunrise in human form-glowing with old Bollywood songs, her jhumkas chiming like temple bells, and her chai always had that extra spoon of sugar to match the drama in her day, dares to put herself first and buys a cozy little house in Delhi. Her dream home. A space without constant knocks on the door, unsolicited advice, or shared cupboards. Except-plot twist-it's already been sold. To 𝑲𝑨𝑰𝑹𝑨𝑽 𝑨𝑯𝑼𝑱𝑨 . The overly logical, emotionally constipated NRI from New York, the one who cursed mornings but still showed up-clutching a cup of black coffee with zero sugar as bitter as his overactive mind, noise-cancelling headphones on and wearing sarcasm like cologne, has returned not for a vacation-but for a memory, to buy back the house where he grew up, the house that once belonged to his parents, divorced parents. For him, it's not just property-it's a piece of his childhood. Now what ? Both have legal papers. Both want the house. And neither is willing to leave. So what do they do? Exactly what any two stubborn people would do- They stay . Together . Become accidental housemates 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 the Mr.Fraud seller is found. And then? let's just say-𝑩𝒂𝒂𝒕 𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒂𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒊 , 𝒑𝒂𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒍 𝒕𝒂𝒌 𝒋𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒆- Because sometimes the wrong house can y

In an unknown world, where five stories take birth. Each one, different from the other- love, friendship, fate, hatred. Radhika ×Tae-moo 🌌 The girl who wears silence as her second skin, and a CEO who gradually grows. Will she rest for a while? Or again turn her back? Divya×Sae🔥 A girl who brings joy and shine in everyone's life, and a boy whose life, full of nightmares. Love will bound them with each other, or hatred will apart them forever. Yaya×Yuvraj🌼 A girl madly love with her passion, grew with her elder brother only, and a boy who chose silence over talks fell in love with someone who chose him. Pinkal×Juaxu🦋 Different countries, different languages. But still somehow two people unknown of the fact, how the road will take turns in a way they never imagined. Rupal×Zu yan🩷 She loves to talk non stop, and he loves to listen her without even blinking his eyes. No chaos, no games, just two heart skipped for each other, without knowing why. Five girls, bound with friendship. Five boys, bound with a past they don't talk enough. Because sometimes, love doesn't arrive all at once- it comes in different forms, at different times... but always, exactly when it's meant to. ❤️❤️❤️ For spoilers follow me on YouTube: @Whisperzwrites

☆*𝕮𝖍𝖎𝖙𝖗𝖆: 𝕳𝖎𝖘 𝕮𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖊𝖉 𝕭𝖔𝖔𝖓 *☆ *ᴀ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇɴᴅʟᴇꜱꜱ ʟᴏᴠᴇ* A story which will heal you and sometimes maybe even break you..... This is a story of hope. Love is shown as a boon but sometimes it turns out to be the curse, their love story was something that was never meant to happen yet would happen in each and every universe Maybe they weren't meant for each other but each and every time no matter the consequences or the end they both would choose eachother in every universe Destiny was never on their side but their love was strong enough to melt the time This story isn't exactly a fairytale but this not at all close to reality,this is just somewhere between my imagination and the present The princess who was called a Curse by her very own people becomes a boon to him .. Will their love withstand all the consequences ?? Will she prove to be a curse or a boon or both?? ******************************* • Tropes • Slow Burn •Green flag Male Lead •Innocent Female Lead •Sunshine x Grumpy •Cursed and Forbidden love To know more dive into the story!!!!

Two bestfriends Tara and Aditya, two different people just like their names, grew up together in an orphanage with dreams bigger than the sky. Get rich and flee the country to live a life they yearned for. But of course trying to make a living in a city like Mumbai is never easy. So they found a loophole. A loophole that could end up ruining their lives. Counterfeit money. Cause who are we without money and status? Money, afterall is the reason we exist.

This is a short scenario reflecting the weight of chronic depression and the disconnect between a patient and those trying to "treat" her. When the words for pain run out, metaphors take over. Trigger Warning: Existential dread, feelings of worthlessness/hopelessness, and clinical settings. Reader discretion is advised. DNI (Do Not Interact) if: •You are looking for a "happily ever after" or a quick fix to mental health struggles. •You dislike experimental prose or metaphor-heavy storytelling. •You prefer highly polished narratives over raw, "human-messy" character studies. This space is for those who find beauty in the cracks and prefer silence over easy answers.

Kaia Ahuja doesn't fall in love,she fixates. Diagnosed with borderline psychosis, her mind turns desire into obsession the moment she lays eyes on Atharva Singhania. Atharva is ruthless and untouchable, running an illegal weapon empire behind a flawless public image. He believes control is power,until Kaia enters his life and refuses to let go. Incredibly jealous and dangerously possessive, Kaia will sabotage, manipulate, and kill if it means keeping Atharva for herself. Every woman near him becomes a threat. Every rejection fuels her madness. As obsession collides with criminal power, Atharva realizes too late that the most dangerous weapon he's ever faced is love,twisted, unrelenting, and willing to destroy everything in its path. Tropes: Stalker romance Obsessed fl × Possessive ml Love at first sight She fell first and harder.

Love. People say it is simple. But, maybe it is something quieter. Something deeper. Something that does not just touch your heart, but slowly becomes a part of who you are. For Radhe, love was never just a feeling. It was devotion. The kind that exists in small moments. In silence. In the way you choose someone even when you are unsure of yourself. She was a writer. She could turn emotions into words so effortlessly that people felt seen through her stories. But when it came to her own life, she always stood at a distance. "Mujhe koi kyun pyaar karega...?" That thought stayed with her longer than it should have. Shyam was different. His life was built on discipline, routine, and control. An athlete who believed in focus more than feelings. For him, anything that could distract him had no place in his world. And love? "Pyaar sirf logon ko weak banata hai." He believed that. Until the day he saw her. "Maine aapko pehli baar dekha... aur pata nahi kyun laga jaise main aapko pehle se jaanta hoon." Radhe felt it too. "Yeh ham nahi kar rahe, Hamari kahani likhi hui hai." What begins as a single moment turns into something neither of them can ignore. It is not just attraction. It is DEVOTION. TUM TAK: Devotion Disguised as Love A journey where love is not just felt, it is lived.

Rehan Ali - ek aisa ladka jo sabko hasata tha. Sirf ek ladki ko chhod kar. Zara - jiske ek muskaan ke liye usne apni poori duniya badal di. Yeh kahani hai ek khamoshi ki. Ek intezaar ki. Ek mohabbat ki jo sirf deta raha. Kabhi maanga nahi. 💙 Hyderabad ki galiyon mein chhup gayi ek aisi mohabbat - Jo aaj bhi zinda hai. 💙❤️💜

Words are the whispers of my soul, a reflection of my deepest thoughts and emotions. Through poetry, I craft the threads of my experiences, finding solace in the rhythm of words and the power of expression. In the silence, I find my voice, and on the page, I lay bare my heart, vulnerable yet free.

An 𝘢𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘪 who doesn't remember her biological origins. And the only doting son of India's one of the most richest businessman. What can they have in common? When fate crosses Shaktiprasad Shah with Rundranya, one of the strongest warriors of Rudra-panth aghoris, she can't deny the mark on her shoulder only responds to Shakti and a greater danger looms in the horizon to claim his soul. Can they end the danger before it is too late? Or will they die again, cursed by their love?

Basically a playlist that screams ISHMAN.

Ishika Sharma has always lived a quiet life - a sheltered, studious college girl with dreams of becoming a painter, unaware that someone has been watching her... for years. From the shadows of power and blood, Vedant Raichand, ruthless mafia don and billionaire CEO, has stalked her every move for the past 10 years. From her school days to her morning routines, every secret, every smile, every tear - he's watched it all. Obsession is an understatement. She was always meant to be his. --- > "You think running away would save you, Ishika? I've killed for you. Burned for you. Built an empire while bleeding for you. You were never hiding - you were just delaying what was already yours to endure: me. You're not just my wife. You're my obsession. My addiction. My goddamn religion. I don't want your love. Not yet. I want your silence. Your surrender. Your fear when I touch your face and whisper your name like a prayer laced with poison. The world might think I've gone mad. They're right. Because I've waited ten years to ruin you - sweetly, slowly, completely. And now that you're mine... You'll never breathe without permission again." But love built on obsession... can it ever be real? #5 indianarrangemarriage ( 3/10/25 ) #1 indianarrangemarriage (21/12/25) #5 possessive (21/12/25)

I thought it was just another morning commute - until she walked in. This is the story of a moment that felt too brief, yet somehow permanent. (The story is still ongoing, more parts are coming soon)

These are just fun filled stories, I write in my leisure.

Two brothers who were each other's shadows got lost in the darkness of the evil world but will the sun ever rise upon The Rathore Bhawan ? '"""""""""""""''''''""""""""""""""""" SIYA SINGH RANAWAT × YUVRAAJ RAGHAV RAJ SINGH RATHORE Ky hai aap Yuvraj ? Yeh kaisa jaadu hai aap mai ?Ajnabi hokar bhi kyu aap itne apne se lagne lage hai ? Itne faasle hote huye bhi dil ke itne nazdeek kyu lagte hai aap ? × Apna dil , apna ishq , apna junoon , apni saanse, apni zindagi... sab aapke haq mai karte hai Aaj se hum ,apne aapko,apni marzi se aapke havaale karte hai... """""''""''''''""""''""'"""""""''"""'" AISHWARYA SINGH KHANGAROT × YUVRAAJ MRITYUNJAY PRATAP SINGH RATHORE Taaron ke tootne se chand chamakna band nahi karta Mr. Rathore Hume jeene ke liye kisi ki zarurat nahi hoti Koi kisi ke bina nahi marta ...saanse fir bhi chalti hai .....dil fir bhi dhadakta hai....its just hormones × Pyaar ....is duniya ka sabse bada jhooth hai pyaar....sabse bada dhokha hai....sabse bada khel hai....sabse bada gunah hai...is shabd se bhi nafrat hai hume Ms.Khangarot Bas 1 saal...... or fir aap apne raste or hum apne """""""""""""""""""""""""""'''''"""' RAGHAV × MRITYUNJAY Aap humesha humare lakhan rahenge ....humari akhiri saans tak × Lakhan usi chita ke saath jal gaya tha jise humne apne haathon se 5 saal pehle aag lagayi thi ....hum mrityunjay hain jisne mrityu par vijay ki hai ..jo markar vapas laute hai ...jiski mrityu ka karan aap hai

"I never knew you would be so... wild." Hriday raised an eyebrow. "Wild?" "Yeah," she said, smiling a little. "The kiss... it was sweet. Like you, sweetheart." Her words made him smirk. "And mine?" he asked, leaning a little closer. "Did you like it?" Gauri pretended to think, tapping her chin lightly. "It was... okay." Hriday stared at her, narrowing his eyes slightly. Mischief. He could see it clearly on her face. "Oh, really?" he said slowly. She nodded, trying to hide her smile. "Okay." He leaned closer, his voice dropping into something dangerously calm. "Then we have all night to make it perfect... don't we, sweetheart?" Her breath caught again. "You do know..." he added, a faint grin forming, "how much of a perfectionist your husband is." Gauri looked at him, her heart racing-but this time, she didn't look away. Because somewhere between the fear... and the uncertainty... She had started to trust him. And maybe... Just maybe... To fall for him too. He was a man of sharp intellect, a mind filled with strategy, control, and quiet danger. A man who could read people like open books... yet kept his own emotions locked away. Cunning. Precise. Unpredictable. And she- She was his complete opposite. Soft. Innocent. Unaware of the depth of the world she had stepped into. A heart that trusted too easily. A soul that loved without calculation. He was a devil in disguise. She was an angel without defense. And now- Fate had brought them together. Bound them in a relationship neither had chosen... But neither could ignore. What happens when a devil falls for an angel? Will she fall too? Or will she try to fly away before his darkness consumes her? To find out... You'll have to read their story. Available on Scrollstack.

On a sunlit college campus filled with laughter, late submissions, and the gentle chaos of growing up, two lives begin to intertwine in the most effortless way. Their story doesn't rush-it unfolds softly, like a feeling you don't notice at first but slowly realize you never want to lose. It lives in the in-between moments-shared glances that last a second longer than they should, conversations that wander without purpose, and a quiet comfort that feels both new and strangely familiar. There's a lightness to it all, a sense that something beautiful is taking shape without needing to be named. They don't chase love; they grow into it. With every passing day, what once felt ordinary begins to glow with meaning, as if the smallest moments are quietly turning into memories worth holding on to. And when the moment finally comes, it doesn't arrive with noise or spectacle. It appears in a way so rare, so unexpectedly perfect, that it feels like it was always meant to happen just like this. Slow-burn.

This fanfiction is a continuation of sachi's story after the recent track- my take on their dream of building their own bedroom, saving little by little to turn it into reality.