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🥇 #1 in Wattpad 🥇 #1 in WattpadIndia 🥇 #1 in WattpadRomance 🥇 #1 in WattpadFiction 🥇#1 in WattpadFanFiction 🥇 #1 in FirstStory 🥇#1 in Firstloves 🥇#1 in Wedding 🥇 And so many more rankings that still feel unreal to me! (13.06.2026) On the day of his wedding, Dhruv Malhotra was left at the altar. Humiliated. Betrayed. Enraged. And somehow, Riya ended up paying the price. Now trapped in a marriage neither of them wanted, Riya becomes the target of a man who looks at her like she ruined his life. Dhruv hates her. Riya fears him. But behind closed doors, hatred slowly begins to blur into something far more dangerous. Because in a marriage built on revenge... someone is bound to fall first.

HANEEN NISA~♡ is your proper chaotic youngest child ,clumsy & stubborn. She dreams of focusing on her career before surrendering to expectations. Love was never part of her plan, until fate tied her to someone she wasn't ready for. ABDAR HAIDER~♡ never planned to fall in love at all. He had learned long ago how to wait, how to hold things back, how to love quietly. But somewhere along the way, love found him in a form he wasn't prepared for and now every look at her feels like something he has wanted for far too long. Two people were tied together before love found its way in. What began as an arranged promise turned into a bond neither of them knew how to escape- full of longing, misunderstandings, and moments that lingered longer than they should have. Na ishq ki ibtida thi, na anjaam ka ilm- bas ek raabta tha jo khud ban gaya.

Every woman probably experiences such a time: ordinary, obedient, well-behaved, someone without a name in the eyes of passersby, a dim star that may or may not be by his side. But it's just a phase, after which she shines like the sun-scorching, bright, but she doesn't love you anymore. Luan Nian stands in the icy snow of the northern country, the cold frosting his hair and eyebrows, his breath forming clouds: "Shang Zhitao, let's get to know each other again? Starting from our first meeting."

🖤 Vritant Vardhan & Adhrita Adani 🖤 He was born in the shadow of the national emblem - a son sculpted by silence, not slogans. She was sent away before legacy could stain her - a daughter raised to heal, not to belong. 🕊️ Vritant wears restraint like armor. Adhrita folds softness into silence. 🕊️ They meet at a wedding neither chose. No past. No plan. Just two names that were never meant to matter to each other - but somehow, they do. 👑 Because history pulls strings. And sometimes, the thread remembers what the throne forgets. 🧵 🖋️ Legacy wrote their last names. ❤️ But it was love that underlined them. Tropes: PM's Son x CM's Daughter Businessman x Doctor Chaos x Calm Rich x Rich Sarcastic x Quiet Delhi x Newyork Heir who hates it x heiress who escaped it Reluctant heir x Hidden heiress Emotionally guarded x Emotionally grounded Slow burn! No cheating!

"She tried to reach out the fallen star, the one still yearning for a ground called love." Born in a conservative family of UP, famous not for respect but for dangerous things, where women were nothing more than showpieces to be controlled and ordered. Shreevi Mishra never fit in. The more restrictions they put on her, the more she burned to break them. In a house where even listening to songs was a sin, she dared to dream of two impossible things, One, to become an actress. Two, to marry him. But him who? Yuvaan Shergill. Superstar. The calmest, sweetest, humblest man, at least, that's what the world believes. Or maybe that's just what he wants them to see. Afterall is is an actor. Because behind the fame and lights is a man scarred by bitter experiences, a man who has learned to see the world through one lens, money. With a typical mindset, he believes girls only want one thing from him, his wealth. And so, he has vowed to keep them far away. But when God said action, even he was unknown to his part of script. For the most money-minded girl he would ever meet was also the one who refused to leave his side. Shreevi Mishra, his craziest stalker, the girl with brown-crimson eyes who followed him everywhere. All Yuvaan wanted was to get rid of her. All she wanted was to make him fall for her...by hook or by crook.

Abhimaan Singh Rathore A man of power. A man of discipline. A man whose silence was enough to make people think twice before speaking. Cold. Calculative. Dominating. These were the words the world used to describe him. He never believed in unnecessary emotions or empty promises. Every decision he made was driven by logic, never by feelings. His sharp personality, unwavering confidence, and commanding aura made him someone people respected... and feared. But the world only knew one side of Abhimaan. Behind that cold exterior was a man who loved his family more than anything. He could fight the entire world for them without thinking twice. He wasn't expressive, yet every little thing he did reflected his love and care. He never said, "I love you." He showed it through his actions. For everyone else, he was impossible to understand. For his family, he was home. Little did he know... One cheerful girl was about to turn his perfectly controlled world upside down. --- Ishaani Malhotra She wasn't just a girl... She was a little bundle of sunshine. Cute. Bubbly. Innocent. Kind-hearted. She had the kind of smile that could brighten even the darkest day. She found happiness in the smallest moments, laughed without hesitation, and filled every place with warmth and positivity. She believed that kindness was never a weakness and that love should always be honest and pure. No matter how difficult life became, she chose to smile instead of giving up. Her best friend was Advik Singh Rathore, someone who always cared for her deeply and stood by her like a protective shadow. She had no idea... That meeting Advik's elder brother, Abhimaan Singh Rathore, would change her life forever. One was made of silence. The other was made of sunshine. One had locked his heart away. The other carried enough love to heal even the coldest soul. But sometimes... The people who seem least meant for each other become the greatest love story ever written.

[ Politician's Son × Brothel Girl ] "You see this? Take a good, long look." He gestured vaguely at her crumpled form. "Because it's the last time any of you are ever going to see her." Roshini let out a fresh sob. He ignored her. He was addressing the crowd, his audience. "I don't know which one of you sick bastards has been enjoying this, and I don't care. But the party is over. This one?" He leaned down, grabbing her chin and forcing her tear-stained, terrified face up to look at him. "She's mine now." ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ I went to the brothel to drag a name through the mud. Hers. They said she was a sin men paid for, so I decided I'd be the only one who touched her life from that night on. I told myself I was punishing a lie, protecting my blood, ending a disgrace. She never cried. Never begged. Just looked at me like I was temporary. I thought I was punishing her. I thought I was ruining her. I went to ruin her life. Instead she ruined me. Slowly ruined me. ◀ | MATURE CONTENT | ▶ ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ All Rights Reserved 2026 © Chiya Saxena

He saved the nation. She saved lives. They couldn't save their marriage. *** Abandoned at birth, Olivia never stopped hoping that one day she'd find a family of her own. That chance came when she turned 14 and the wealthy Hilton family adopted her. But reality hit her hard as soon as she realized she was merely a replacement for the Hiltons' missing daughter, Caroline. On Olivia's 24th birthday, the Hilton family announced her marriage to Clayton Bradford, four years her senior, the most sought-after bachelor in town, and the man she had secretly loved from afar. She thought he could learn to love her too. But four years later, he still couldn't forget Caroline. Just as Olivia discovered she was pregnant, Caroline returned, shattering any chance she had of Clayton truly loving her. Faced with the painful reality that she could never compete with his first love, Olivia asked for a divorce and left her husband.

#3 in India (10/10/23) ••• "Listen to me, Do not expect anything from me or this marriage. I only married you because of my baba." His every word pierced through her soul. He didn't wait for her reply, he wasn't expecting any reply from her, she never opens her mouth in front of him. Hayder stood up and was about to go to washroom to change. "I married you because of my mother, otherwise you can never be my ideal choice" Hyra's words made him stop on his track. Turning to her, he saw her standing beside the bed, looking at him with challenging eyes. Her words irked him, going to her, he held her arm tightly in his hand. "Don't you dare to talk back to me otherwise I will cut your tongue." He warned her in a low, dangerous tone. "Ouch!" A soft whimper left her mouth, she tried to free her arm from him. Her eyes brimmed with tears. He was holding her arm very tightly, it might leave bruise later. He left her arm. "One more thing, whatever happened in this room should stay in this room. If you complain to anyone about anything, you will see the worst side of mine." Before leaving, he told her. "You can not be anymore worst." Hyra mumbles to herself, wiping her tears. •••

Prapti was the kind of girl everyone called a "baddie" confident, beautiful, bold, and always surrounded by attention. But behind her perfect image was a girl completely unlucky in love. Every relationship she had ever been in ended with cheating, lies, and heartbreak, until she finally stopped believing in love altogether. Then came Yuvraj. Quiet, nerdy, awkward, and the complete opposite of her world. What Prapti didn't know was that Yuvraj had been her one-sided lover for years, loving her silently from afar without expecting anything in return. Their story began with a fake relationship. Prapti needed a boyfriend to get rid of her toxic ex, and Yuvraj agreed instantly, even knowing his feelings for her were real. At first, everything between them was just an act...fake dates, fake texts, fake smiles for the world. But slowly, things changed. The more time they spent together, the more Prapti realized Yuvraj loved her differently. Gently. Purely. He listened to her, stayed during her worst moments, and cared for her in ways nobody else ever had. For the first time, love felt safe instead of painful. And somewhere between pretending and healing, their fake relationship became real. While teaching Prapti what true love looked like, he was silently fighting the hardest battle of his own life. When she found out, her world shattered. Because the boy she once treated as temporary had become the only person who ever loved her sincerely. Yuvraj showed her that real love is not about grand promises....it's about staying, caring, and loving someone even when life is falling apart. Tropes - Soft Male lead x Baddie Female Lead College Romance Fake Dating Soft Romance #1 Fake dating #2 Indian #3 India #4 Indian #5 India #fake dating #slowburn #bollywood

《Book 1 of "His" Series.》 "Come on, Firefly. Stop eating that," I said, half amused and half exasperated. But instead of listening, she walked over to me, holding the jar out with a determined look on her face. "You should put it on your lips too. You'll like it!" I raised an eyebrow. "No. I'm not doing that, Firefly." She pouted, stepping closer. "Come on, just once," she insisted, dipping her finger into the tiny jar and attempting to smear it on my lips. I caught her wrist, grinning as an idea struck me. "You really want me to taste it that badly?" I asked, my voice dropping a notch. "Yes!" she said, her enthusiasm masking the mischief in my tone. I leaned in slightly, lowering my voice further. "Alright then, you asked for it, Firefly." Before she could comprehend my words, I tilted her chin up and captured her lips with mine. The kiss wasn't soft or tentative-it was deliberate, consuming. My lips pressed firmly against hers, moving slowly but with intent. As I kissed her, the faint sweetness of the strawberry flavor mingled with something even better-the natural taste of her lips. She was breathless by the time I pulled away, her cheeks flushed, her eyes wide and dazed. I smirked, brushing my thumb gently over her now swollen lips. "You're right, Firefly," I murmured, my voice low and teasing. "The strawberry flavor is good. But your lips? They're even better." ⭐ Tropes ⭐: _______________ ✨ Arranged Marriage ❤️ 👩‍❤️‍👨 Elder Daughter × Younger Son 💍 💖 Kind, Sensitive & Strong FMC 🔥 Rude but captivated by her & "Touch Her and Die" MMC 💞 Spicy & Intense Romance 🌞 Grumpy × Sunshine Vibes - A love story where fate binds them, sparks fly, and hearts collide! 💫❤️‍🔥 ___________________ Start: 15/12/2024 End: 13/06/2025

She died as the villainess of someone else's love story. Her fiancé chose the poor scholarship girl over her. She fought back with everything she had-and lost everything in return. Then she woke up at seventeen. This time, she knows the script. Her fiancé belongs to the other girl. Her family comes first. And she refuses to be the villainess ever again. She plans to rewrite her fate, save her family, and walk away from the perfect couple. Until he steps into her life. Cold, mysterious, and struggling to survive, he is nothing like the man she once loved. But she remembers him. In her previous life, when she was drugged and helpless, he was the stranger who wiped away her tears. Now she has found him years before that night. And for the first time, she wonders- What if the man who saved her was never part of the original story? What if he remembers it too? She was supposed to be the villainess. This time, she's stealing the story for herself. New chapters updated regularly. Vote, comment, and follow to join her journey!

He never believed in love. She believed he loved her. He rejected her once. Fate made her his wife. Five years later, Aaradhya has his heart, his home, and two adorable little twins-but Raghav still refuses to say the words she longs to hear. "Aap mujhse pyaar karte hain?" Raghav only smirked. "Tumhe kya lagta hai, biwi?" "Kabhi toh keh dijiye..." He pulled her closer. "Kehne ki zaroorat hai?" And before Aaradhya could answer- "PAPPAAA! MUMMAAA! KISSI!" Their two-year-old twins had arrived to ruin the moment... again. ❤️

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Somewhere between school bells, unfinished conversations, and feelings neither of them could explain, something changed. Tarini never knew what to call it. Kayaansh never gave it a name. Years later, they meet again. Older. Different. But with the same question still left unanswered. What were we?

Jeon Jungkook, an award winning actor has all the happiness of the world. He is the next owner of Jeon Enterprises and Big Picture Entertainment Company. Byun Taehyung, son of a famous director in South Korea but still living his life with no money and privilege. A normal art student in Seoul National University. What happens when they meet in a hotel room and had a one night stand? How they both ended up in same hotel room? Is it someone's planning? A story of life, fame and love 💕

[a desi college romance] Vijay and Nila have only one thing in common - they take the same bus at the same time everyday. What if this mere commonality steers their life into a whirlpool of uninvited feelings, wholesome conversations and unexpected connections, taking them on a ride they don't recall buying tickets for?

ᵐᵃᶠⁱᵃ ᵗᵉᵃᶜʰᵉʳ ˣ ˢᵗᵘᵈᵉⁿᵗ The plot of the book revolves around Kali Torres, a nineteen-year-old rebel girl who finds herself trapped in a difficult situation. Kali wants to escape the toxicity of her adoptive mother, who is an alcoholic and makes her life miserable. To do so, she asks her twenty-nine-year-old history teacher, Mr. Anderson who has many secrets, to let her live with him. There are many obstacles that the two have to overcome, including an age difference of almost ten years. Including her two murderous friends and Anonymous messages through it all. 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐒: ᵐᵃᵗᵘʳᵉ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵉⁿᵗ ˢʰᵒʳᵗ ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳˢ ᵛⁱᵒˡᵉⁿᶜᵉ ᵃᵍᵉ ᵍᵃᵖ ᵈʳᵘᵍˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡᵃⁿᵍᵘᵃᵍᵉ.. #1 toxichousehold #1 rebel

He offered her a choice: marry him... or watch everyone she loves burn. Elena Vale never wanted to be anyone's wife, least of all the new don of the Moretti family. Luca Moretti is cold, ruthless, and the man whose father her family is accused of killing. When the blood debt comes due, he doesn't ask. He takes. One contract. One ring. One year of pretending to be his. She plans to survive him. He plans to own her. Neither of them planned to want the other. Enemies. Forced marriage. Obsession. And a secret that could destroy them both.