Her Replaced Groom (18+)
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Daksh didn't argue. He didn't rush to soothe her or deny her pain.
Ishani turned away, her body tense, voice barely above a whisper but sharp with hurt.
" it feels like the universe made a cruel joke - giving me you instead of the one I wanted."
Her words landed heavy, and inside, Daksh felt the sting like a thousand invisible wounds. But he swallowed the pain, forcing himself to stay calm.
"Ishani," he said softly, stepping a little closer, "please... just hear me out. I never asked for this. I only wanted to protect you from being broken even more."
She flinched but didn't turn around. "Protect me? How can I feel protected when everything I dreamed of is shattered?"
His voice grew gentle but urgent. "Maybe I can't fix the past. But I'm here - not as a replacement, but as someone who wants to stand by you."
She clenched her fists, her breath hitching. "I'm tired, Daksh. So tired of pretending this is okay."
Daksh's heart ached, watching her fight with herself - wanting to break but refusing to fall. "I'm not asking you to pretend. Just to give me a chance... to be here."
Then Ishani whispered, voice raw and trembling, "I'm not ready. Not yet."
Daksh nodded slowly, the pain clear in his eyes but his resolve unshaken. "Whenever you're ready... I'll wait."
||Daksh Sehgal - the elder son of the prestigious Sehgal family. Intelligent and responsible, he carries the weight of his legacy with quiet strength. With devilishly handsome looks and a calm, kind soul, Daksh is more than just a charming face - he's a protector at heart, willing to put others before himself.||
||Ishani Raichand - a gentle soul wrapped in grace and innocence. Soft-spoken yet strong, she is a girl who carries the weight of the world on her fragile shoulders without ever letting it show. Her heart beats for her loved ones, and she endures every storm with silent courage. For her father's reputation, she's willing to sacrifice her own dreams, her own voice even her own happiness.||
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Enthralling Obsession
Book 1 in (Unholy series) "You're behaving like a madman, Daksh," Ved's voice cut through the silence, filled with concern and disbelief. "Where do you think you'll find her? You don't even know her name, haven't seen her face. How can you be so sure about someone just by their touch and scent?" Daksh turned to face Ved, his eyes betraying a turmoil that ran deeper than any rational explanation could appease. "I can't explain it, Ved," he began, his voice laced with urgency. "The moment I felt her touch, breathed in her scent, it was like waking up from a dream I didn't know I was in. She's real, I know it." Ved shook his head slowly, as if struggling to comprehend. "No sane person would chase after someone based solely on touch and scent. There are plenty of other girl-" "But none of them are her," Daksh interjected, his tone firm, resolute. "I've never felt this way before. It's like she's imprinted on my soul. I crave her touch like a drowning man craves air." "I don't care what any sane person would say, because my sanity ended the moment I smelled her and touched her lips with mine." "I crave her intensely. I don't even know her name or how she looks, but her scent and touch intoxicate me, driving me to madness". "I can't say exactly when or how I got hooked on her, but one thing's for sure, she's the only thing I crave more than anything else in my life," "She has to come to me. It's not a choice; it's the only option. Whether she comes willingly or not, I know how to make her mine, even if I have to take her against her will," Daksh's eyes darkened with each word, his voice laced with an unsettling intensity. Let's see what fate has planned for Daksh and krina.
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Hopeless Battle
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Desired to be yours (Part 2)
Maybe Daksh isn't everything they think he is. Maybe he's more, more than what he shows and what he does. Something he left behind for his brother. But not this time. He won't shrink back. He won't hide in the shadows anymore. This time, he'll rise. For her. For his wife and the family they built together.
𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 ✦ Beneath Her Silence, Secrets Burn ✦
🌹 𝐆𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 Aria arrives at her new school carrying more than just a past-she carries a silence sharp enough to cut. She doesn't look for attention, she doesn't ask for friendship, and she definitely doesn't believe in love. Not anymore. Her world is built on rules: Stay small. Stay quiet. Stay hidden. But everything starts to shift the moment Shivansh Rawat begins to notice her in ways she can't ignore. He watches her the way no one ever has-carefully, respectfully, like he's trying to understand the shadows she refuses to speak about. He doesn't push. He doesn't pry. Yet somehow, he gets closer than anyone should be able to. His presence is steady. His patience is disarming. And his care? It's the kind of dangerous that scares her... because she wants it. Aria feels the walls she built trembling against him-this boy who quietly steps into the spaces she guards most fiercely. He makes her question everything she believes about trust, safety, and love itself. But darkness doesn't disappear just because someone kind walks in. As she becomes part of a world filled with loud laughter, fierce loyalty, and friendships that burn bright-Rohan and Avni's fiery clashes, Saavi and Akshat's warm, teasing spark-Aria begins to feel something she has long forgotten: Hope. Hope that terrifies her as much as her past ever did. Because secrets don't stay buried forever. Sometimes they rise exactly when you start to heal. And Aria's past carries shadows that don't loosen their grip easily. Guarded Heart is a story of slow-burning romance, emotional unraveling, and the quiet bravery it takes to let love in when you've learned to fear it. Some hearts hide because they've been hurt. Some hearts protect because they care. And some hearts... collide so intensely, the world around them shifts. 💞 Slow Burn × Emotional Healing 🔥 Enemies to Lovers 🫶 Brother's Best Friend 🌸 Found Family & Fierce Friendships 📖 School Life
Ishq: A Never Ending Love story
"I love you..." I whispered, mustering every ounce of courage. He stood before me, silent-his eyes clouded with confusion... or was it sorrow? We were alone on the empty road, under a moonlit sky. But his face held no joy. Did he not love me? Then why he make me feel in that way. "I love you, Triple S..." My voice trembled as tears blurred my vision. "Stop it," he said, his voice heavy. With a sigh, he turned away, walking off into the night. "I really love you!" I shouted, desperate. "I swear, I'll never leave you... not even after death!" . ........⭐........ Ishq: A Never Ending Love Story College was supposed to be about bunking classes, late-night Maggi, and maybe... a few harmless crushes. Not about falling for the guy who looked like he belonged to another world - one where laughter had long faded and memories were locked away. She was chaos in sneakers - a first-year with too much energy and a smile that could light up storms. He was silence in human form - a final-year mystery, always at the back of the class, always alone. They weren't meant to cross paths. But then again, love never asks for permission. Aashi is hiding something. A secret that could erase everything. And Shreyansh? He's already lost too much to risk feeling again. But what happens when she starts forgetting... and he starts remembering everything they built? This isn't just a love story. It's a war between memory and emotion. Between holding on... and letting go. Seven stages. One unforgettable journey. Some loves don't need forever - just the right moments. Read Ishq - because some stories live on... even when people forget
Let me hold you CLOSER
I need a soul to rely on A shoulder to cry on A friend through the highs and the lows I'm not gonna make it alone~~~ . A girl who has been deprived of love all his 24 years of life is going to take a step toward a boy who is already broken. ISHANA CHAUHAN Ishana's soft heart has always been broken by her closed ones, first her chacha chachi then the man she was married to. She faced violence always, it was less with chacha chachi but crossed all the boundaries of inhumanity when her husband tormented her. She is suffering from ANDROPHOBIA (fear of men) now. After taking divorce from him, she is trying to live her life despite of all the demons she fight but a ray of hope incident in her cloudy life when her mama decide to marry her to RUDRAKSH SINGH SURYAWANSHI. Kunwar sa of Jodhpur, billionaire, cold, handsome and broken. He has his own demons to fight with. He was married to his college sweetheart, Gauri for two years, life was happy, he was the most expressive person with a pure heart. His smile can lit up any sad person. They both were expecting now, that too twins. But destiny played its part and Gauri died along with both twins during labour. This broke a soft soul to extent that he turned emotion less. His aura which was ones soft and welcoming was now cold and commanding. He never wanted to marry but his father's plea made him tie knot with Ishana. . . Will Ishana able to trust him ever with herself?? Will Rudraksh able to love again?? Will they both ever say to each other..... "Let me hold you CLOSER"
Chains Of The Heart
Aarohi Sharma - a simple and sincere girl,who is often overlooked by everyone.She Longs for love;not the superficial kind ,but the one that makes her heart flutter and toes curl. Shivansh Singh Raizada -a buisinessman with a gaurded soul.alove for him is a luxury which he can never afford.He has money ,he has looks,but what he does not have is love. But fate has a way.Their world's collides in ways neither of them expected. Their journey is one of slow burning passion and healing.Every charm on her bracelet, is a memory of the stolen glances and tender moments.Every charm on her bracelet is a reminder if the trust ,courage and love they share -breaking every barrier,destiny throws at them. Can two wounded hearts find the courage to embrace love on their own terms? Or will the shadows of the past keep them apart forever? New cover by @Rosy_Posy_CozyConcluída
The saying that difficult roads lead to beautiful paths is often seen as an universal truth, with the belief that all scars will eventually heal with time. However, for some individuals, this sentiment proves to be nothing more than a cruel lie. Meet Ruhani Bansal, a girl devoid from all the happiness in the world. Wanting to escape her troubled past and scattering present, She stumbles upon her former school crush who appears to have changed drastically in the past 10 years. Their unexpected union in a marriage of convenience unveils a mysterious destiny awaiting them. Meet Ashish Kashyep, a single father of an infant boy, who is haunted by his past and burdened by his present responsibilities. When he reunites with a former classmate, he is taken back to his lively days. Little does he know, he will soon find himself in a marriage of convenience with this girl from his past. In the midst of carrying their individual burdens, the question arises whether this marriage will bring solace and joy in their life or will darkness continue to overshadow their lives indefinitely. Can they overcome their burdens or will they be consumed by their own horrors, ultimately destroying each other in the process? Read Whispers of Our Heart to find out. SNEAK PEAK: ---------------------- "Even after knowing you could never be mine, I loved you. I have loved you even when I didn't know what love was. I loved you in the silence, I loved you in the crowd. You are like the moonlight to my dark night", Ruhani spoke breathlessly as her eyes glint with tears. Ashish came closer cupping her cheek with his right hand as his thumb caressed her cheeks. "I never realized how much I needed you until I found you again." -------------------------------- Started: 30 June, 2025 Ended: Status: Ongoing Editing: When story ends
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