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Two sisters. Two brothers. A family pact, a twist of fate, and hearts that have their own plans. Laughter, sparks, and unexpected love await-sometimes, the best stories begin when nothing goes as expected.

In the bustling city, their paths intertwine through the thread of an arranged marriage. Kavya, spirited and modern, steps into Aaryan's rented world with hesitation. He, reserved and studious, navigates the unfamiliar realm of emotions. As the tides of matrimony carry them forward, they must balance the rhythms of tradition with the melodies of their hearts. Read Time : 4 Hours 45 Minutes

A story of quiet hearts, unspoken love, and a bond that time couldn't break. He left without a word. She stayed with a thousand still unspoken. 𝗧𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘆𝗮 𝗦𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗮 always believed in love-the kind that waits, hopes, and never gives up. Even when he left, she held on to the little pieces of him. Even in silence, she whispered his name in her prayers. 𝗔𝗻𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗔𝗵𝘂𝗷𝗮 thought walking away was the right choice. But leaving her didn't mean forgetting her. She was in every dream, every ache, every unspoken sentence. But destiny isn't always quiet. It brings back the ones you thought you had forgotten- To test if your heart ever truly did. Two hearts. One love. A thousand unsaid feelings. 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗵𝗲'𝗹𝗹 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄. 𝗛𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗵𝗲'𝗹𝗹 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘄. 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗱𝘆... But this time- Will love finally win, or will silence end it forever? --- A slow-burn love story filled with regrets, second chances, and a love that was never truly lost. If you've ever waited for someone who didn't come back-this story will feel like home. --- Read. Feel. Fall. TERE LIYE - not every love story ends in goodbye.

(A bollywood musical story) Italian CEO × Desi Girl Enemies to lovers (major trope) #5-Billionairelove-05/08/25 She was never meant to marry him. They weren't poles apart, they were custom apart. Not by distance, but by 𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝗗𝗶𝘃𝘆𝗮, of Indian origin, was born and raised in Italy. Her heart beats for chai, not coffee. Her manners were stuck to desi, her traditions rooted in another land. She spoke both Hindi and Italian, but there was still something her parents never told her. A secret she uncovered too late. He hated her. Hated seeing her, hearing her, even speaking to her. The marriage was just an arrangement and nothing more for him. But when his sharp glares turned into lingering stares, he knew something had shifted. She had quietly made a place into his mind and heart. He didn't know what a saree was, or what made chai so special but sitting in the living room with a cup of tea in his hand, watching his wife draped in simple cotton sarees, somehow became his routine. He didn't know what vermilion meant but when he caught himself smiling every time he saw it on her forehead, he realized something different and beautiful at once: He was falling in love. With his wife. With 𝗗𝗶𝘃𝘆𝗮 "𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨."

🌌 Whisper's of Destiny 🌌 By @ashii_verse 🖤 "Some stories aren't meant to be told. They're meant to bleed through silence... and leave scars where no one sees." --- Avni. Soft. Subtle. Almost invisible to the world. But beneath her quiet grace lies a storm she's too afraid to name. She doesn't raise her voice. She doesn't ask for more. She simply exists - until he sees her. The man no one dares to look in the eye... yet she meets his gaze with trembling honesty. Rajveer. Sharp mind. Cold presence. A man who speaks less and controls more. He doesn't crave love. He craves silence, control, and order. But there's something about her - the way she lowers her eyes when he speaks, the way her fear doesn't hide her truth - that draws him in like a storm waiting to be unleashed. --- ❝ You look at me like I'm human, Avni... ❞ ❝ But I've spent my whole life making sure I'm not. ❞ ❝ And still... ❞ ❝ You make me want to be yours. ❞ --- This is not a love story. This is restraint and desire at war. A girl too soft for his world. A man too dangerous for hers. And a fate that ties them together - not gently, but violently. He doesn't know how to love. She doesn't know how to leave. And somewhere in the silence between them, something begins to burn... slowly, darkly, beautifully. ✨ Whisper's of Destiny - a haunting slow-burn of longing, power, and a love so quiet... it leaves nothing untouched. ---

He was fire. She was peace. And fate forced their worlds to collide. Aviraj wanted revenge, nothing else. Myra wanted a normal life,nothing more. But innocence doesn't save you when destiny chains you to the wrong man. In a story where love grows in the shadows of hatred, and revenge burns hotter than desire, two broken hearts crash into each other, changing the ruin meant for revenge into something neither of them was prepared for. When Hearts Collide is where vengeance begins... and love rewrites the ending.

🌹 Guarded Heart She walks in like a shadow, carrying a weight no one sees. Aria doesn't ask for attention. She doesn't trust easily. Every glance, every smile, every gesture is guarded. She has built walls so high even the world feels small. Yet her quiet hums louder than anyone dares to hear. He notices. Shivansh Rawat. Calm, steady, protective - a presence that refuses to be ignored. He doesn't promise instant healing, only patience, understanding, a hand when the world feels heavy. He sees the cracks in her walls without them being shown. And even though she fights, she feels it: he might be the only person who won't break her. > "Then let me earn it. Let me show you that love isn't a weapon, it's a shield." Love this intense ignites chaos, tests limits, threatens to break the fragile balance Aria has built. Some walls are harder to climb. Some hearts aren't ready to surrender, even when they want to. Around them is a circle that laughs, fights, teases, protects - a web of friendships that feels like family. Rohan and Avni clash, their fire hiding unspoken feelings. Akshat and Saavi tease, banter, and spark a connection that feels inevitable, warm, and dangerous in its subtlety. Aria doesn't just observe. She disrupts. Every glance, every touch, every silent question sparks reactions no one anticipates. Trust is a gamble. Love is dangerous. Secrets wait in the shadows, ready to surface when you least expect it. Some hearts fight to stay hidden. Some are waiting to be found. Some are broken in ways only the brave can understand. Guarded Heart will pull you in and refuse to let go. Every chapter hums with tension, every line aches with longing, every moment leaves you questioning: who will survive? Who will surrender? Who will finally let themselves feel? 💞 Slow Burn × Emotional Healing 🔥 Enemies to Lovers 🫶 Brother's Best Friend 🌸 Found Family & Fierce Friendships 📖 School Life × Secrets (For More trope check out the book...) With

Ansh, Mumbai's feared mafia king, believed in power, not God. Kriti, a simple village girl, believed in both. A single glance ignited a possessive, mad love in him. He would burn the world for her, but couldn't bear a single tear in her eyes. A emotional drama of scary obsession, family fear, and a love that became redemption. ✨ "Thank you for reading this description! 💖 If you enjoyed it, don't forget to check out the full story. Your support means a lot-thank you!" ✨

Everyone's story begins with love and mine begins with pain. An excruciating pain. While kids of my age study and have fun in college, I am forced to sleep with someone, that too for money. I am only twenty one year old girl whose fate gives every day a new opportunity to humiliate her. People just look at me with dirty and pitying eyes. Will happiness ever come for me? Will I also be able to live my life freely?. NO..NEVER..

He doesn't notice anyone. He doesn't care. He's Ayush Sawant-the untouchable, the heartthrob, the legend of the campus. Every girl wants him, every guy envies him... and he remains perfectly indifferent. Until she walks in. Suhana Verma is bubbly, chaotic, and completely oblivious to his reputation. She's new to the city, joining mid-semester, and her energy is bright enough to make even him pause-just once. A smile, a laugh, a flustered stumble, and suddenly, Ayush is... watching. He doesn't want to care. He doesn't even like her. And yet, the more she crosses his path, the harder it becomes to ignore her. Slowly, silently, obsession creeps in-every glance, every laugh, every accidental moment pulling him closer than he planned. Jealousy, longing, and a heartbeat he can't control. Sometimes love doesn't follow a syllabus... and the hardest lessons are the ones you can't skip. This semester, someone's about to learn what it truly means... to fall. Tropes: • College Romance • Posessive ML • Enemies to Lovers • Silent Attraction • Medium/slow burn

She's the nation's crush - Kiara Malhotra. A face the cameras worship, a name the world whispers like a prayer. Glitter in her veins, stardust in her smile, and a world waiting for her to fall. He's the golden boy of cricket - Darshan Oberoi. Calm eyes, ruthless focus, a superstar who never lets fame touch his soul. The kind of man who makes headlines without trying. Two lives built on flashlights, fame, pressure... and a destiny that keeps pulling them back to each other even when the world keeps tearing at their edges. When an actress made of moonlight and a cricketer forged in fire collide in the chaos of their own fame... Love doesn't stay soft. It turns dangerous. Addictive. Inevitable. But in a world where everyone is watching, can two celestial hearts survive the chaos that comes with being legendary?

--a cousins wedding meet-cute-- Raj and Rani, two college students who've secretly admired each other from afar, find their paths crossing amidst the vibrant chaos of an Indian wedding. As fate, and their families, nudge them closer, will an encounter on the dance floor finally ignite the spark they've both been waiting for, leading to a whispered confession and a lifetime of dates?

He was the country's most powerful politician. She was the sister of the man who destroyed his world. Ranvijay Singh Thakur - cold-blooded, calculating, and the youngest rising star in Indian politics - had everything except peace. His beloved sister's brutal end shattered him, and the name he held responsible echoed through every breath he took: Neeti Maheshwari's brother. But instead of bullets or a courtroom, he chose a punishment far more cruel. Marriage. Neeti Maheshwari, graceful and strong-willed, was dragged into a nightmare she never saw coming. Forced into marrying the man whose eyes burned with hate, whose touch was colder than ice, and whose heart beat for revenge - not love. She was innocent, but her last name became her curse. As the media celebrated their perfect political union, inside the grand walls of their home lived two broken souls - one seeking justice, the other struggling for survival. Yet hate has a strange way of turning into obsession... and obsession can sometimes wear the mask of love. In Ranneeti, revenge isn't just a motive - it's the game. And when politics mix with heartbreak, can love truly bloom, or will it be buried under the weight of betrayal?

Blurb :- Mr Raichand's Nanny Meher takes the nanny job expecting a challenge-just not this one. Aarav Raichand is everything she was warned about: cold, demanding, and completely impossible to read. The billionaire single father who believes feelings are a distraction, trust is a weakness, and everyone has an agenda. She's only supposed to care for Ayaan, his sweet, mischievous son who instantly steals her heart. But somewhere between calming tantrums, late-night conversations, and unguarded moments in the Raichand mansion... Meher finds herself seeing sides of Aarav no one else gets to see. He pushes people away. She keeps pulling him closer. What starts as a job turns into a storm of stolen glances, quiet jealousy, accidental touches, and a connection neither of them is ready for. And the closer Meher gets, the more she realizes-Aarav's heart is bruised, locked, and heavily guarded... but not impossible to reach. She wasn't hired to change his life. But she just might become the only one who can.

"Love blooms on the university campus when a young and beautiful half-Bengali woman, Srinidhi Ray, joins as a new professor of English Literature and falls for the handsome, heartthrob Dean, Anuraag Dixit." #3 // Ishq vishq, pyaar vyaar

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ *ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚ तेरे लिए, झूमूँ दीवाना बन के तेरे लिए, वादा है मेरा, मैं हूँ तेरे लिए, हो ना कभी तू जुदा। *ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝑨𝒓𝒔𝒉 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂: She was everything which a thousands of books wanted to convey. ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ 𝑨𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒂 𝑨𝒓𝒐𝒓𝒂: No matter how deep i have drowned, I will always find him on the shore; As my saviour. 𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚ 𓇼 𝑨𝒓𝒔𝒉 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂 has always loved his childhood best friend, 𝑨𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒂 𝑨𝒓𝒐𝒓𝒂. He has always craved for her, longed for her but she seems to be oblivious of this affection of his. Until one day, she realizes that she somewhere fell in love with him as well. Happy ending, right? But it doesn't seem so easy. The strings of their fate are in the hands of the elders in their lives. Different paths, Different fates, but the only thing which is constant is their love for each other. Let's see how they find their way back to each other in a wholesome journey! 𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚ 𓇼 NOTE: this book does NOT contain any smut scenes as it's a fluff story.

Shadow of the Phoenix is a high-octane thriller-romance that will consume you like an addiction. This isn't just a story-it's an emotional storm of danger, passion, and unbreakable bonds. HOOK + TROPE TEASE Siddharth Raghuwanshi doesn't protect people. He eliminates threats. Arya Malhotra doesn't back down. Not even from death. When a high-stakes legal case exposes Arya to a shadowy syndicate, Siddharth-an undercover military operative-is forced to intervene. Now, trapped in a deadly game where every move is monitored, they must confront: ✓ A conspiracy that reaches the highest corridors of power ✓ Forced proximity in a hidden safehouse (only one bed, of course) ✓ A slow-burn attraction that could get them both killed 'Don't trust me,' he warns, pressing a gun into her hands. 'Too late,' she whispers, loading the chamber.

One false accusation is all it took for Kiran's life to turn upside down- Jail became his new home. He was fired from his job, his wife left him, his parents felt utterly disgusted by his actions and his lawyer gave up on his case. Amongst all this chaos, his daughter was the only one who stayed. She believed that he was innocent. She strived to fight for him and get him out. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Join this journey of a heart-touching father-daughter duo who are inseparable even with all the obstacles around them. ~~~~~~~~ Editing will be done soon, till then pls ignore the typos and other silly errors🙏

Rank 427 in Family out of 305k Rank 87 in little sister out of 4.73k Rank 99 in sisterandbrother out of 2.84k Rank 19 in bhaiyu Rank 212 in bhai On 3 dec 2025 "Vardhika grew into a soft-spoken, shy girl. cried, rarely demanded anything... just watched other kids get adopted. One day, a kind couple - Arjun and Meera - came to the orphanage. They instantly noticed Vardhika sitting alone, drawing on the floor with a broken crayon. Meera knelt beside her. > "Hey sweetheart, what's your name?" Vardhika didn't look up. > "Vardhika." Her voice was tiny. Meera smiled warmly, brushing her hair. > "Would you like to come home with us?" For the first time in years, Vardhika looked up - hope filling her big, innocent eyes. She nodded slowly. That evening, Meera bought her a small pink frock and tied her hair gently. Arjun carried her drawings. They filled out paperwork. Vardhika held Meera's saree tightly. She whispered: > "Will you stay with me forever?" Meera kissed her forehead. > "Forever, angel." But fate was cruel. The next morning, the couple got a call - Meera was pregnant after years of trying. Their families told them: "Cancel the adoption. It will be difficult with a newborn." They returned to the orphanage, tears in their eyes. Meera knelt again, touching Vardhika's cheek. > "We're so sorry." Vardhika didn't cry. She just quietly took off the pink frock, folded it, and handed it back. She whispered only one line: > "I knew it wouldn't be forever." That night she cried silently into her blanket - the only thing she had from her real parents. ---

Veeransh × Sharanya It's so awkward to sit with him in silence without saying anything. It's been 12 minutes since we've been sitting together in his garden, and neither of us has said a word. To make the awkwardness disappear, I decided to start the conversation with him. "Waise, aapke ghar ki chaat papdi kaafi tasty tha ," I said, trying to lighten the mood. He looked at me like I was some kind of alien species that had crash-landed in his garden. His expression was a mix of confusion and disbelief. "what ?" he finally said. "Arey, main aayi thi na aapke birthday pe? Uss din jo chaat papdi bani thi-matlab, maza hi aa gaya kha ke," I said, answering the confusion on his face. Before he could say a word, I continued, "Par haan... aapki kachori thodi fikki si thi. Waise, main uss din aapko wish nahi kar payi thi, toh chalo, abhi bol deti hoon-Happy 30th Birthday, Shekhawat ji." For a moment, he just stared at me...completely speechless. I thought it was my sudden birthday wish that had thrown him off. But then he said something I never saw coming. "So... I've decided. I'm going to marry you". ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It's my own imagination so i will not like if someone copy my work and It's a fictional book so my intentions are not to hurt anyone. Then get ready to enjoy their journey!!!