Velvet and Venom
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Last published Sat, Jul 11, 2026
She wants revenge.
He wants justice.
Both are hunting the same truth.
Shirsha Shekhawat, the cold-hearted CEO of The Eclipse Group, has spent years searching for the people responsible for her parents' deaths.
Aayan Malhotra, the country's most feared lawyer, is chasing the secrets that ruined his life.
When their investigations collide, they uncover a conspiracy far bigger than either imagined.
Now they must decide what is more dangerous:
The enemies determined to silence them
Or falling for each other.
TROPES 🎀
• Childhood friends to Lovers
• Murder Mystery
• Mafia x Lawyer
• Mutual Pining
• Power Couple
• Touch Her and Die
• Touch Him and Die
• Angry confession in the rain ✨
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जहाँ मैं तुमसे पहली बार मिला था, मैं अभी भी वहीं ठहरा हुआ हूँ। तुम्हारा दिल वह शहर है जहाँ से मैं कभी लौटकर नहीं आया। अगर मैं कहीं खो जाऊँ तो मुझे मुझसे ही मिला देना। ऐ मेरे दिल मुबारक हो, यही तो प्यार है। ऐ मेरे दिल मुबारक हो, यही तो प्यार है। इश्क़ मुबारक, इश्क़ मुबारक, इश्क़ मुबारक। दर्द मुबारक, इश्क़ मुबारक। दर्द मुबारक, इश्क़ मुबारक। दर्द मुबारक। 𝑩𝒍𝒖𝒓𝒃 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒏 𝑶𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒊 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑯𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂 𝑲𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒘 𝒖𝒑 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈-𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓, 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒔... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔. 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒊𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆.
Devoted
"My life is a living hell." "Then let me be a part of that hell. Because hell with you sounds like heaven to me." Radhika Kapoor never believed in forever. Not in promises. Not in love. Then there was Vivaan Rathore. A boy who spoke less and felt more. A boy whose silence carried words he never said aloud. A boy who slowly became a part of her life before she even realized it. But sometimes, the most beautiful stories are the ones which chooses to test... Behind a girl who is afraid of falling in love, there's always a boy who gives her every reason to fall in love. A story about devotion that asks for nothing in return. A story about love that refuses to be forgotten. A story where every ending hides a beginning. DEVOTED - because some people become more than a part of your life. They become a part of your soul.
HIS ARMS HER HOME
"MUJHE APNA GHAR MIL JATA H TUJHME" "He held her like she was a fragile glass sculpture in a room full of stones." "He didn't try to fix her broken pieces; he just held them until they felt whole again." "His favorite place to be isn't a city or a house-it's wherever she is, tucked right under his chin." "This is the story of how his devotion became her comfort, and how she finally accepted that she wasn't a burden, but the most beautiful blessing he ever found. Because in the end, his arms were the only home she ever needed." All rights reserved :) "This story is my original work. Copying, stealing, or reposting it without permission is disrespectful . Respect the pen, respect the writer." enjoy<3
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Ishq in Uniform is a multicouple book which can make you cry,laugh and feel sad at the same damn time. It's a story of young adult feeling love as pure as water.Feeling longing,love and devotion. Hope you all like it love youu💗.
𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗗𝗘𝗘𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗜 (Duet#1)
𝙏𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙖𝙖𝙢 𝙨𝙚 𝙟𝙚𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙏𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙖𝙖𝙢 𝙨𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙧 𝙟𝙖𝙖𝙪𝙣𝙣 𝙏𝙚𝙧𝙞 𝙟𝙖𝙖𝙣 𝙠𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙙𝙦𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙞𝙣 𝙆𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙧 𝙟𝙖𝙖𝙪𝙣 𝙏𝙪𝙣𝙚 𝙠𝙮𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙖𝙡𝙖 𝙈𝙖𝙧 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣, 𝙢𝙞𝙩 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙃𝙤 𝙟𝙚𝙚 ,𝙃𝙖𝙖𝙣 𝙟𝙚𝙚 𝙃𝙤 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙏𝙚𝙧𝙞 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙞 "𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝘿𝙀𝙀𝙒𝘼𝙉𝙄" ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Sitara's eyes were filled with tears, yet a faint smile appeared on her lips. She looked at Daksh as if he was her entire world. Sitara: "𝙇𝙤𝙜 𝙠𝙚𝙝𝙩𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙠𝙞 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙪𝙣𝙝𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙠𝙖 𝙥𝙮𝙖𝙖𝙧 𝙣𝙖 𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙝 𝙬𝙤𝙝 𝙢𝙖𝙧 𝙟𝙖𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚... 𝙡𝙚𝙠𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙖 𝙣𝙖𝙝𝙞 𝙠𝙚𝙝𝙩𝙞. 𝙏𝙪𝙢 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙖𝙝𝙞 𝙝𝙪𝙮𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙝 𝙠𝙮𝙖 𝙝𝙪𝙖, 𝘿𝙖𝙠𝙨𝙝? 𝙈𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙤𝙝 𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙝𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙪𝙠𝙞 𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙣... 𝙖𝙪𝙧 𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙗𝙖𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙖𝙧 𝙢𝙪𝙟𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙠𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙞. 𝘼𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙧 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞... 𝙩𝙤𝙝 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙞 𝙟𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙞 𝙢𝙤𝙝𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙨𝙚 𝙠𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙪𝙣?"![𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐘𝐀𝐓 :- 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 [𝐃𝐔𝐄𝐓 #𝟏 ]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/411188088-256-k440433.jpg)
𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐘𝐀𝐓 :- 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 [𝐃𝐔𝐄𝐓 #𝟏 ]
𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ रौशन है ये ज़मीन आसमान सब इश्क़ के दम से ढलते हैं दिन ओ रात इश्क़ के ही दम से खुशियों के बेशुमार बेहिसाब से सिक्के खनके दिल की अब हर मुराद इश्क़ के ही दम से तू है मेरा खुदा, अब ना होना जुदा कर दे करम के दिल ये चैन पाएगा मौला मौला रे, शुक्र तेरा मौला रे रूबरू हुआ है मेरा यार.... 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ "You call me Dumbo, and maybe I am... because I fell for you without even trying. I'm not asking for forever, just one chance to prove that your Dumbo can be worth it." -VIHAAN "So, Dumbo... for someone who's always getting on my nerves, you've somehow managed to stay on my mind too. Don't get used to it, but maybe... this Squirrel doesn't hate you as much as she pretends to."- ROOHI 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘞𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦
𝓗𝓮𝔂𝔂 𝓬𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓮𝓼💗.. 𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓼 𝓳𝓾𝓱𝓲𝓲 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓮.. 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝘆 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆𝘆 🙌 In a school where dreams often feel bigger than reality, she is chaos wrapped in laughter-careless, dramatic, and endlessly alive-someone who dreams of touching the sky in her own way. He is her opposite in every sense: calm, observant, slightly mysterious, and someone who believes emotions are best hidden than expressed. Their worlds collide through constant nok-jhok, accidental moments, and arguments that never really feel like just arguments. What starts as irritation slowly turns into something heavier-something neither of them knows how to name. But love here isn't simple. It grows quietly between ambitions, friendships, family ties, and unspoken fears. As destinies start to unfold in unexpected ways, they are forced to face one truth:"𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡, 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝔂 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙨 "
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