An Unplanned Love
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Last published Mon, Jun 8, 2026
Kavya × Yash
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She never believed in fairy tales.
Kavya Sharma was a hardworking government officer who preferred a simple life, far away from luxury, drama, and love. Marriage was never her priority. She had plans, dreams, and a future she wanted to build on her own.
Yash Rathore was everything she wasn't-wealthy, confident, charming, and surrounded by a loud, chaotic family that could turn any peaceful day into a disaster.
Neither of them planned to fall in love.
What begins as an unexpected marriage soon turns into a journey filled with endless family chaos, hilarious arguments, emotional battles, and moments that slowly bring two completely different hearts closer.
But love is never simple.
As misunderstandings, responsibilities, and life's challenges test their relationship, Yash and Kavya must decide whether their marriage was merely a coincidence of fate-or the beginning of a love story neither of them ever planned.
Sometimes the most beautiful love stories are not written by choice.
They are written by fate.
An Unplanned Love - A story where two strangers discover that the best things in life often happen without a plan.
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