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Drishti Aggarwal's life changes the night she is kidnapped. A law student daughter of Police Commissioner. Aaryav Singh Rathor. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. To the world, he is self made successful CEO, To Drishti, he is simply the monster who stole her freedom. But Aaryav didn't take her for money.He took her for revenge. Drishti is the daughter of the man who destroyed Aaryav's past. Her defiance refuses to break, her fire challenges him in ways no enemy ever dared. "You think you can scare me?" her voice trembling but unyielding. Aaryav's gaze hardens. "I don't need to scare you, sweetheart. I just need you to remember who owns your fate." Then everything changes. Aaryav disappears-gone for two years without a word, leaving Drishti with wounds no one can see. And when he returns, the darkness he brings back is far worse than anything she imagined. she was forced to marry him ... why ?? no one knows. "I hate you, Mr. Rathor," she whispers, pointing the gun at him. He staggers, blood staining his shirt. "And still... you chose my shoulder instead of my heart." His knees hit the floor, his eyes locked on hers. "Tell me, mi vida... why couldn't you kill me?" Because falling for your enemy is reckless. But falling for a man who rules the underworld might be the deadliest mistake of all.

What happens when a disastrous first impression becomes the beginning of something neither of them expected? Tanvika Arora has one simple goal: survive her first day at Strivon Global without making a fool of herself. Unfortunately, she manages to spill coffee on the one man she definitely should not have offended. To Arnav, Tanvika is everything she is chaotic, talkative, warm, and seemingly incapable of having a normal first day. To Tanvika, Arnav is arrogant, intimidating, and definitely someone she'd rather stay away from. But when their paths keep crossing, avoiding each other becomes harder than either of them expected. Between misunderstandings, unexpected moments, family ties, friendship, and feelings neither is prepared to acknowledge, their perfectly separate lives begin to become tangled. Sometimes, love doesn't begin with a spark,it begins with a spilled cup of coffee. ☕❤️

Riya never expected a chance encounter in Paris to turn into a love story that would redefine her life. And she definitely didn't expect a man like Major Rishabh Rathore - disciplined, guarded, and fiercely loyal person, to become her home. What begins as an intense, magnetic connection soon grows into a relationship full of passion, laughter, and unspoken promises. But love isn't always gentle. Between duty and desire, misunderstandings and emotional distance, their relationship is tested in ways neither of them saw coming. Rishabh's world demands control. Riya's heart demands presence. And somewhere in between, they lose and find each other - again and again. Just when they begin to heal, life throws them their biggest challenge yet. A love so pure it terrifies them both. From jealousy, heartbreak, and unspoken insecurities... to whispered apologies, fierce protection, and a love that refuses to break- this is not just a story of romance. It's a story of choosing each other... even when it's hard. even when it hurts. even when the world pulls you apart. Because some love stories aren't perfect. They're real. They're messy. They're intense. And they're worth fighting for.

"𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐀𝐯𝐢?" The little girl looked at him through tear-filled eyes. He tightened his little fingers around hers. "𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐮." They were only children when they made that promise. Before one night changed everything. Before the fire. Before Inayat was taken away from the city, carrying only broken fragments of a night she would eventually forget. Fifteen years later, she returns. Twenty-three, a little more chaotic, a little more stubborn, and completely unaware that the city she's coming back to is hiding the biggest piece of her past. Her new job leads her straight into the Singhania Empire. And straight to 𝐀𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚. Cold. Ruthless. Unreadable. A man who seems to remember every little thing about her- while she can't even understand why being around him feels so strangely familiar. She doesn't remember the boy who held her hand that night. He does. She doesn't remember the promise they made. He never forgot it. And as forgotten memories begin finding their way back to her through little things-a familiar melody, the smell of rain, an old nickname, a silver pendant, a place she shouldn't remember- Inayat begins to wonder... Who was Avi? And why does Avinash look at her like he's been waiting fifteen years for her to remember? Because some love stories begin with a first meeting. Theirs began long before they knew what love was. And perhaps... 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬.

She worked in the college admin office. He was just another student asking for his ID card. One small help. One soft "thank you." One accidental touch. And somehow... their eyes kept meeting in every corridor after that. What started with form submissions and bonafide excuses slowly turned into stolen glances, secret hugs in empty staircases, late-night calls, and a love they had to hide from the whole world. For three years... They loved quietly. Silently. Deeply. Until one day... family functions, teasing brothers, jealous best friends, roses in the back seat, slow dances under fairy lights, and one emotional car kiss changed everything. This isn't a dramatic love story. It's soft. It's slow. It's real. It's about the kind of love that feels like home. The kind that stays. The kind that says - "Forever only." 💗

She was travelling along with the traders' caravan unaware that her role was to sweeten the deal between her father and his associate, he was assigned to protect the caravan. He encountered betrayal and abducted her in retribution, thus beginning an unlikely feudal love story in the desert.....

There was confusion in the eyes of the seven year old Surangi as they dipped mango leaves into the sandal-turmeric paste to anoint her. She did not know what marriage meant, she was just told that she would move into a new home in a village far away and Yashoda mami would be her mother-in-law. Fighting back tears she clutched her carved sandalwood doll, trying not to miss her mother Kaveri whose recent demise had prompted her father to agree to the alliance between Surangi and Madhav, the eleven year old son of Raghav, Kaveri's distant cousin. Shridhar knew he could not bring up his daughter alone. He was constantly under pressure to take a new bride to bear him the much desired son as his late wife had only left behind a daughter. He chose to marry little Surangi off in accordance with the custom of the day rather than leave her at the mercy of a step-mother.

"They say your first love writes the story. But sometimes, it's just a rough draft meant to be completely erased." For Zoya, life was always supposed to be a series of calculated trajectories. But when she met Rohan, the smooth-talking boy from the entrance exams, her logic failed her. Even after the shattering revelation in the VJTI courtyard-seeing another girl's name flash across his dropped phone-Zoya didn't walk away. She couldn't. Caught in a web of beautiful lies, clever manipulation, and desperate promises, she spent two long years trying to fix a relationship that was broken from the start, losing pieces of her own identity along the way. Then came the turning point. Then came Amith. Amith doesn't ask Zoya to fit into a carefully rehearsed script. He doesn't expect her to be perfect. Instead, he falls completely in love with the whole of her existence-her chaotic thoughts, her artistic flaws, and every single one of her silly, endearing habits. He loves the girl she is, and more importantly, the girl she wants to become. With Amith's unwavering support, Zoya finally finds the courage to drop the heavy expectations of a field she never loved and pivot toward her true passion: costume design. As she steps out of the shadow of her first mistake, she doesn't just heal; she absolutely glooms, rising to become the masterpiece she was always meant to be. A deep, emotional, angst-to-healing contemporary romance about surviving a toxic first love, finding yourself, and discovering a legendary, fictional-level love that celebrates everything you are.

To all those who craves for love which can go beyond anything , anyone. This story hold emotions, strong both male and female leads and how they crossed path and then became the only lifeline of each other.

💖 I Fell in Love with My Enemy 💖 What happens when your biggest rival becomes your biggest weakness? Maya and Aarav were never meant to get along. Competition turned into hatred... and hatred slowly turned into something dangerous. A story of rivalry, emotions, unexpected love, and heartbreak 💔 If you love: ✨ Enemies to lovers ✨ College romance ✨ Emotional twists Then this story is for you 💫 📌 This is my first novel on Wattpad. Please support me with your votes ⭐, comments 💬, and shares ❤️ Thank you for reading 🫶

Randhir was startled by the presence of the teenage Sanyukta desperately hanging off the mango tree just outside his bedroom balcony. "Who is it, son? It must be those infernal kids after the fruit in the garden!'' His mother Renuka called out to him. ''No mother, just some monkeys.'' He was unsure why he had lied. He could see she was trapped and uncertain about how to descend. ''Here, take my hand'' He whispered to her stretching across, as she looked at him petrified. Slowly, an inch at a time, she crawled toward him, trying not to look down, until she was near enough for him to grab her and pull her into his sinewy arms. Unconvinced that she had landed on safe ground she held him in a tight embrace till he could feel her heart beat wildly against his broad chest.

Advika Talwar, Tiana Chauhan and, Nehal Varma are three fine young women just like you, me and, every other girl- same yet unique; flawed yet fabulous; striving to stand apart all the while standing together. Join their journey as they navigate through life, dealing with adulting, patriarchy, societal norms, ambitions, family, friendship, relationships and, nosy neighbours.

what happens when no one is their for you ? no one to share your pain with? no one to listen you ? this is our REET MALHOTRA , a broken soul . But one who broke her was her own family . she has no one with to share her pain , but will she ever someone who will actually love her like one ? And here is our EKANSH SINGH RAJVANSH a grumpy CEO of Rajvansh industries , Jaipur's most richest person , loves his family and can do anything for them . But never trusts a stranger due to her past relationship . Will he ever trust someone LETS SEE HOW DESTINY BRINGS THEM TOGETHER , AND MAKE THEM FALL FOR EACH OTHER HEAD OVER HEELS !

He's known as the King of Business... but his eyes hunt like a predator. Juhansh Rathor is not just feared - he's worshiped like a god of destruction. One look from him, and your life will never be the same. Noor - a fragile, ethereal beauty with a deadly secret - has spent her whole life hiding from men. Her rare illness makes her vulnerable... but nothing makes her more vulnerable than Juhansh's obsessive gaze. The moment his eyes find her, her world begins to collapse. He wants her. Completely. Madly. Desperately. No matter how far she runs, fate drags her back into his dangerous arms. Will Noor melt the heart of a man built from stone? Or will her innocence be crushed by his lustful obsession? ❝A dangerous love story where lust turns lethal and fate has no mercy.❞ 🔥 Read now - My Lusty Lethal King

She was never supposed to become his. Niharika was simply a girl trying to find her place in a world that had never been kind to her. Until one unexpected night changed everything-and Arsh Shekhawat, the ruthless man feared by an entire empire, stepped into her life. He was never supposed to be her groom. She was never supposed to become his weakness. Arsh was a man who trusted no one and loved nothing. Niharika was the girl who unknowingly broke every wall he had built around his heart. What began as an unexpected marriage, with Arsh becoming her replacement groom, slowly turned into something neither of them had planned. Between arguments, stolen smiles, secret office romance, jealousy, forgiveness, late-night conversations, and his endless *"Jaan, ho tum meri,"* they slowly fell in love. For the first time, Arsh found a home in someone. And Niharika found a man she believed would always be her safest place. Until the past returned. A hidden truth resurfaces. Her brother's mysterious death comes back to haunt them. One misunderstanding destroys everything they built. The man who once couldn't imagine a life without her now stands before her asking, **"What are you doing at another man's house?"** Then comes the question that breaks her heart. **"Did you ever love me?"** Arsh believes Niharika betrayed him. Niharika believes the Shekhawat family destroyed her brother. Love turns into suspicion. Trust becomes hatred. *Us* becomes *me and you.* Then Niharika disappears. No goodbye. No explanation. No trace. The world believes she is ***dead.*** Arsh refuses to. Because somewhere beneath his anger is the man who once stopped everything just to find her. But what if she is alive? What if she has been hiding from the very man who once held her like she was his entire world? And what if Arsh finally uncovers the truth behind her disappearance? **Sometimes love doesn't end when two people fall apart. Sometimes, that's where the real story begins.**

Four hearts. Two stories. And a past that refuses to stay buried. Some meetings are meant to change your life. Some are meant to ruin your peace. And sometimes, the person standing right in front of you is carrying a secret you'll wish you had never discovered. Two brothers. Two different kinds of love. One friendship that was never meant to end this way. But when hidden hearts begin to speak... will the truth bring them closer-or tear everything apart?

Arohi was once born into a wealthy family in Rajasthan, but fate changed her life when her own family abandoned her. Instead of giving up, she decides to build her own future with courage and determination. Sweet, kind, and ambitious, Arohi begins working in a powerful company to create her own identity. But her boss is none other than Rudra Singh. Cold, strict, and a perfectionist, Rudra Singh is a powerful businessman from one of the most influential families in Rajasthan. In his company, discipline is everything and mistakes are never tolerated. For him, emotions are weakness. For her, kindness is strength. What starts as a difficult relationship between a sweet employee and her ruthless boss slowly begins to change when Rudra starts noticing Arohi's sincerity and determination. From employee... to someone who challenges his cold heart. But fate has its own plans. One day, the man she fears the most might become the man she will marry. A story of pride, power, misunderstandings, and love between two completely different hearts.