Mumbai Stories

"I didn't choose to love you. I just... can't exist without you." "I'll give you lots of money. Spend a night with me." "Never. I will never let you go." "I want you to marry me." She said no. He threatened her brother. He kissed her without permission. He made her bleed-and then cut his own arm to feel her pain. "I'm a monster. But you're mine." She wears his sindoor. His mangalsutra. His name. She never wanted any of it. "I hate you," she whispers. "I know," he says, weeping at her feet. "But I'll spend my whole life making you love me." "Don't you feel shame?" "I only feel you." A village girl with dreams of becoming a teacher. A ruthless heir who has never been told no. A marriage built on obsession, fear, and a love so dark it destroys everything it touches. He calls her his queen. She calls him her cage. "You can force me to marry you. You can force me to wear your sindoor. But you can never force me to love you." "Watch me, sweetheart. I have forever." VEER RATHORE doesn't love. He possesses. ANANYA doesn't surrender. One temple. One glance. One obsession that will burn the world. "If you take off that bangle,ready to see your brother loses his hands." "If you try to leave, I will find you." "If I can't have you... I will die. And my family will make sure yours dies with me." 💀 Dark Romance | Obsessive Hero | Forced Marriage | Possessive Love ⚠️ He's not the prince. He's the beast who burned the fairy tale. "You are my heart. And a man can't live without his heart." "I will never love you." "Then I will spend forever being worthy of you." "You're a monster." "I'm YOUR monster, sweetheart." "If one drop of his blood falls, I will paint your village with your family's blood." "He grabbed her so hard her bangles broke. She bled. So he cut his own arm to feel her pain." " Sweetheart, You Are Mine" dark Indian romance where love isn't given. It's taken. And once he's seen her face, he will never look away.

Dev Pradhan ~ Ira Rao TWO Hearts. ONE collision. ENDLESS secrets. This isn't just a romance story... It's a disastrous tale of secrets, love, mystery, passion...and Colliding Hearts ❤︎ - Dev Pradhan built his empire on power, control, and ruthless precision. - Ira Rao walks into his world as an ordinary assistant, carrying a secret powerful enough to destroy it. What begins as a quiet game of hidden truths slowly turns into something far more dangerous - a battle of LOVE ‪‪❤︎‬ But when the past resurfaces and long-buried secrets begin to unravel... the lines between right and wrong will blur. ⋆˙⟡ And in the end, only destiny will decide, If Love wins...or ruin them completely! Tropes: ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧🩷 Enemies to Lovers • CEO Romance • He Falls Harder • Slow Burn • Strangers to Lovers • Office Romance • Forbidden Love • Desi Romance • Powerful Hero • Strong Female Lead • Emotional Tension • Opposites Attract

Kiyansh walked a little closer, but stopped with enough distance between them. His expression was calm, but there was something different in his eyes. More certain. "I've been thinking about you." Anaya waited. "I didn't understand it at first." She frowned slightly. "Understand what?" He gave a small smile. "You." Anaya blinked. "Me?" "Yes."He looked away for a second, gathering his thoughts. Kiyansh took a breath. "I know this may come as a surprise." He paused. "But I've thought about it carefully." "I kept wondering why I noticed you so much." Anaya's expression slowly changed. "Why I remembered little things you said. "Why I'd look for you whenever I walked into a room." He looked back at her. "Why hearing your voice would make me look up even when I was in the middle of something." He continued. "At first, I couldn't understand why I noticed you so much." A small smile appeared on his face. "Then I started noticing little things." Anaya looked at him silently. Kiyansh continued quietly. "I thought it was because we were working together." A faint smile appeared on his face. "Then I thought maybe I was just getting used to having you around." He paused. "But I was wrong." Anaya's heart gave a small, unexpected flutter. A slow-burn workplace romance where ambition comes before love and every journey tells a story. 🎬✨

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 "𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐋𝐢𝐞𝐬" 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ᴛᴡᴏ ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴛ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛꜱ ꜱᴛᴜᴄᴋ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡᴇʙ ᴏꜰ ʟɪᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴘᴏʟɪᴛɪᴄꜱ: 𝐀𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐉𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥: 𝙃𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙍𝙪𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙎𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 I thought I lost you, until I realized you've carved yourself into my soul. She was always meant to be mine. Our future was decided. But we'd forgotten the fact that future is UNCERTAIN. 𝐉𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢 𝐀𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐚: 𝙎𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩, 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 Your eyes lied. Drowning me into darkness, digging a black hole right in the middle of my heart. He was my everything, until he made me realize not everything lasts FOREVER. The story of childhood sweethearts who were separated by lies but has anyone been able to change the fate?Join the journey of Akshat and Jhanvi to know, will the detached hearts once again meet or break into pieces? ✿✿✿✿ "𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞."

Mr. Raichand, you are my boss, not my therapist. I don't find it professional." I told the man sitting opposite to me in his black suit and thumb pressing his lip as he continued to look at me. " Shivanya, things have never been professional between you and me ever since you walked in for that interview. Since then, I have thought about you in seven hundred ways, none of which closely resonates with me being your boss or you being my employee." The thing is, he doesn't mince words outside the Courtroom. I am sorry, what?" I asked, shocked. " You heard me right for the first time." He did not repeat him words but continued to look at me, standing a few feet away from and looking intimidating just as ever. The thing was, I hated being looked at for too much. Much of this insecurity came from being curvy and not being comfortable under my own skin. But his gaze was something else. It did not make me uncomfortable in the way people usually do, it was almost as if he was looking at me. Not my looks or my work, but at me. " You fail to understand, sir. When I tell you that I don't want your help in something which is not related to work, I mean it. Apart from that, if I find myself in a difficult position in a case, I know where to find you." I took a step back and turned around to collect my laptop and bag to leave but his voice stopped me again. " I have been waiting for you longer than you know of it Miss Chopra. You will find out soon enough." His words sounded dangerously close to a promise, sending a shiver down my spine as he once again sat down in the chair next to where I was standing. " Have a good day sir." I hurried out of the Conference room once I had everything. Ignorance is bliss, until it is not. She knows of it. He knows of it. He accepts it, she does not. They are not opposites but they are in no way similar either. But the real question is, will she acknowledge it?

~Telugu Book (with translations) Aarav Reddy, 28, is a successful gynaecologist and is dangerously charming. He is an extrovert person and makes everyone happy beside him and always put a smile on his face. Aashna Reddy,24, is a successful CA and a independent girl who desires success in every work she does. She is a cheerful person with her people but an introvert with others. She is also insecure and overthinker about her looks due to her PCOD problem. But when destiny brings them together...in a arranged marriage cum love marriage. Will they be able to love each other or god has any another plans?? TROPES:- ~ Doctor x CA ~ Arrange Marriage ~ He fell first, she fell harder ~ Green flag x Green flag ~ Telugu abbayi x Telugu ammayi ~ Extrovert x Introvert ~ Overexplainer x Overthinker Start: 08|12|2025 End:

**Sometimes, losing someone is not the end of a love story. Sometimes, it is where the real story begins.** Sam had always believed love was supposed to make you stay. Then Sneha left. She said she loved him. She said she needed freedom. And somehow, those two things were supposed to exist together. Sixteen days was all it took for Sam to fall in love-and only one moment for everything to fall apart. Unable to understand why someone who loved him would choose to walk away, Sam begins carrying questions he doesn't know how to answer. Was letting her go the right thing to do? Did he respect her freedom, or did he give up too easily? As life moves forward, Sam meets new people, faces old memories, starts a new job, and slowly begins to understand that love isn't always about holding on. And then there is Karishma. She doesn't arrive with promises. She simply arrives-and somehow, her name begins to mean something. **This is a story about first love, heartbreak, friendship, freedom, and the unexpected person who teaches you what love can really be.** *Because sometimes, you don't find love when you're looking for it.* *Sometimes, her name simply blooms in your heart.*

❝ 𝑻𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂 𝒑𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒍, 𝑻𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒌𝒂𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒂𝒍. 𝑨𝒂𝒋𝒂, 𝒌𝒂𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒏𝒂 𝒓𝒂𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒚𝒂... ❞ ✦ 𝐑𝐄𝐇𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐊𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐓 (18) A sarcastic, emotionally unavailable girl with terrible grades and exceptional luck at attracting trouble. Gets kidnapped by-- ✦ 𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐇 𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐇𝐀𝐍 (18) The infamous sniper. Cold. Ruthless. Quiet. Brilliant at his job... and surprisingly dumb everywhere else. ────────── ⋆˚࿔ ────────── ❝ 𝑫𝒖𝒎 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒅𝒖𝒎 𝒅𝒖𝒎...𝑶𝒉, 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒅𝒂𝒎, 𝑩𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒌𝒚𝒂 𝒋𝒆𝒆𝒏𝒂... ❞ ╭──── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────╮ 𝑴𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊-𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝑪𝒐𝒎 ╰──── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────╯ It all started with a kidnapping. Somewhere along the way, fourteen emotionally unstable idiots forgot the original plan, trauma-bonded, collected siblings like Pokémon cards, and accidentally became a family. 𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐀 is less about romance and more about found family, healing from the past, chaotic friendships, siblings you never asked for, and learning that home can be found in the most unexpected people. ────────── ⋆˚࿔ ────────── ⋆˚࿔ 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫_𝐂𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐬

One promise. One forced marriage. One hatred passed down like an inheritance. Abhinav Rathore has spent years waiting for revenge. Aarohi Mehta has spent years living with the consequences of a crime her family insists they never committed. When their worlds collide, every step toward revenge uncovers another buried secret. In a story where love, loyalty, and justice refuse to stand on the same side... Who really borrowed the hatred? And who will pay the price for it?

What if you could slip into someone else's body - but couldn't always slip back out? Twenty-four-year-old Aditi Mukherjee discovers that deep meditation grants her an impossible power: she can transfer her soul into anyone nearby. With her friends Nura and Cyrus, she turns this gift into a weapon against crime and corruption. But every use raises the same haunting question - when you inhabit someone else's body, how much of yourself do you leave behind? In Mumbai, Robin Pinto's life ends in a car crash. Except he doesn't die. He wakes in the body of a nearby beggar, watching paramedics pull his own corpse from the wreckage. His wife. His children. All dead. And someone engineered it. Now Robin is cursed - no body of his own, forever shifting from one stranger to the next - while hunting a killer who thinks he's already won. Millennia earlier, a young Adi Shankaracharya masters the same impossible art. Three souls. Three eras. One terrifying thread connecting them all.

Rudransh Shekhawat once lived a perfect life. A loving soulmate, a caring family. Everything was perfect util it wasn't. A bad night and his life turned into a living nightmare, his girlfriend or soon to be wife was snatched from him in a cruel way- never to return. The colours from his life were gone with her. Shivantika Oberoi never had a perfect life. She grew up in a toxic and misogynistic family- fighting for every opportunity she had in her life. Her life was never about roses, but thorns that pierced her skin, leaving new scars every day. One of those scars is him. He wears his heart on his sleeves, while her heart shelters a secret meant to remain in the darks forever. She carries a sword to protect the scars meant to be hidden; he carries a smile to hide his pain of losing his soulmate. One longed to be reunited with his soulmate, the other had no trust in love. They cross paths, dismay to one and a hope for other. One has lost everything, the other is ready to lose everything and to never give up. What will happen when one chases the other with their everything, while the other refuses to accept it- forget reciprocating it. Destiny plays its cards but with one refusing, who will win, the one who is refusing or the destiny? Cover credits @moonflowerrizz on instagram

Carefree and easygoing Ardeep became serious and distant after discovering his father's affair and second family. Now, his beloved grandfather's demise was the last thing he wanted on earth, let alone handling the vast business empire entirely on his own while supporting a grieving mother. Life simply wasn't fair, was it ? ~ ​Mira Sareen. A chirpy, intelligent, and confident girl who loved to dream and worked tirelessly to fulfill them. Blessed with a loving family, good friends, and a fresh degree as a topper in hand, she had nothing to complain about. ​Life couldn't get any better, could it ? ​That is, until her dream job landed her right in the territory of the ruthless, grieving Raichand heir who lived by one rule : never lose control. ~ ​Ardeep never meant to look twice at his sharp-witted new advisor. But Mira's presence was a breath-stealing temptation he couldn't fight, and her light was something his dark world desperately needed. He knew he should push her away... but his possessive instincts had other plans. ​He told himself she was just an employee. His heart knew she was already... MINE. ~ Started : September 13, 2026 #3 possessivehero - 14/9/26 #3 bossxemployee - 14/9/26 #4 harshadchopda - 14/9/26

Will we survive? Why did he say, "you shouldn't have heard this". Does this have anything to do with the virus? Was the outbreak just an accident.... or a decision?

"You like turning our private moments into clickbait, Mrs. Malhotra?" Vihaan growled, his shirtless frame completely trapping her against the kitchen counter while her phone broadcasted live to 500k screaming followers. Snatching the device, he leaned down until his lips were just inches away from hers, his dark eyes darkening with a sudden, dangerous intensty. "Then let's give them what they actually clicked for. Should I kiss you on camera, or should I turn this phone off and show you exactly what happens when you break my contract rules?" Inaaya's breath hitched, her fingers instinctively clutching his bare shoulders as her heart hammered violently against her ribs. But her chaotic mouth refused to back down. "Try it, Mr. CEO. But if you kiss me now, your corporate stock prices aren't the only thing crashing today." Chaos met control. Reels met spreadsheets. And a seven-month contract marriage met two people who were never supposed to fall. She calls him a grumpy uncle. He calls her a Bakbak FM. The internet calls them goals. But only one of them knows the truth... They've already met before.

They were the King and Queen of the underworld. Untouchable. Unshakable. Until she shattered him. Now she's his ex-wife, and he's the devil she created. Cold. Heartless. Ready to burn her empire to the ground. They say hate is just love with scars. But in their world, secrets kill faster than bullets. And neither of them is innocent. He thinks she destroyed him for another man. She knows he was never the saint he pretended to be. In this game, love is a weakness. But hate? Hate might be the only thing keeping them alive Hridhaan Rajvansh X Rani Kapoor TROPE : Lovers to Enemies Beauty x monster Mafia king x mafia queen Ceo x Ceo Love triangle

Prem Arora, a bubbly 24-year old's student's paths begin to cross with that of his 35-year-old nonchalant and reserved lecturer, Rishabh Bajaj. What does fate have in store for them?

Based on my fanfic A³: Abhimanyu, Akshara & Abhir These oneshots revolve around the life of little Abhir as he lives with his parents in Mumbai as well as their friendship with the members of RK Hospital.

| A Breakup is the second worst thing that can happen to someone. The first will always be almost catching the local train | To all my 𝐀𝐘𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐬 and 𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐬 , I hope you realise you are more than the image you've painted of yourself in the eyes of the world. It's okay to break the character once in a while. Love ❤ Tropes : Friends to lovers Found family Self discovery Mutual pining Only daughter X elder son Not quite opposites, just mirror images of each other

Four teenagers were sent away as punishment. They came back as strangers.

He plays to win. She plays to survive. All her life, Riya Kapoor has lived in the suffocating shadow of Zayn Raisinghania. While her father, Sanjay, measured her every flaw against Zayn's effortless achievements, and home became an empty house after losing her mother at just nine years old, Zayn had the world handed to him on a silver platter. Doted on by his wealthy parents, Vikram and Anjali, and accustomed to receiving whatever he desired, Zayn was always number one in school-leaving Riya with an enduring childhood rivalry, an unsupportive family, and an eleven-year-old brother, Aadvik, who openly disliked her. Yale University was supposed to be Riya's escape. Enrolling in literature and securing a campus part-time job to forge her own independence, she thought she had finally put an ocean between herself and her past. Instead, she steps directly into the lion's den. Zayn is already there, thriving as a twenty-year-old business major, and living directly across the hall. To make matters worse, Riya's stepsister Saanvi-Shilpa's daughter and Zayn's close companion-is right by his side, cementing Riya's isolation from the moment she arrives. With her only true confidants, Kavya and Vivaan, stranded across oceans in India anqd the UK, Riya is left without a safety net. Enter Zayn Raisinghania: arrogant, spoiled, and unaccustomed to hearing the word no. Driven by a bruised ego and a careless habit of treating life like a playground, Zayn initiates the Love Bet. Making Riya fall for him is supposed to be effortless entertainment. Except Riya refuses to bow. And when an unexpected connection forms with Kabir Gandhi, a fellow student outside of Zayn's privileged circle, Zayn's casual game spirals into genuine obsession. In a high-stakes clash of pride, grief, and dangerous proximity, both are about to learn that hearts are the easiest things to gamble-and the hardest to win back.