" I am Rivan Rajora " " You are a Murderer " She yelled at his face but to her surprise instead of being furious a chukle left his mouth " Then what Should I call you" " Mrs. Rajora " Or " Mrs. Murderer " " Noo wait.. let me think of something more unique ..umm.. yeah how about..." " Mrs. Qatilana " " Perfect for you, noo?.." 🤍🤍🤍 TROPES: ~ ROMCOM ~ FORCED MARRIAGE ~ AGE GAP ~ GANGSTER × TEACHER ~ SLOW BURN.

#1 Book of The suryawanshi's ♡AVYANSH × KAVYA ♡ His fingers skimmed over her bare skin, slow, deliberate, setting her on fire with every lingering touch. Kavya gasped, her body betraying the war raging inside her. "Tell me who you are," Avyansh's voice was husky, his lips hovering just above hers, teasing, torturing. Her breath hitched as his hands trailed lower, possessive yet questioning. "I am your wife," she whispered, but even she knew the lie wouldn't last between them. His grip tightened, pulling her against him, his warmth searing through her trembling form. "Lies," he rasped against her throat, his lips brushing against her skin, making her shudder. "Then why ..why....every time I touch you... every time you shatter under me... it's like you were always mine." His voice was raw, his breath ragged. "So tell me, Kavya... why does your body remember me when your words refuse to?" KANAK: His Desire present by @special_wrtzz

𝙍𝙖𝙖𝙣𝙟𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙖 𝙝𝙪𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖 𝙆𝙖𝙪𝙣 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙖... 𝗗𝗵𝗿𝘂𝘃 𝘅 𝗗𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮 "I love You Teacher! Please accept me" , He said. "Dhruv! Are you crazy? I am your brother's fiancée" , She replied. ____

𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 ✰─── ✻✻─-─✰ Living with hidden scars is a silent symphony of pain, a dance in shadows. Then, suddenly someone appears and cages you, wrapping chains around your wounded soul, turning your desire for escape into a haunting reality of confinement. ❆ In his darkened soul, her presence is an unwelcome light, yet now a haunting solace. Obsession ignites within him, a consuming flame so fierce he'd set the world ablaze, all for the chance to possess her completely, nothing matters to him not even her consent. ✴✼✴ "I hate you." she whispered Her defiance, though faint, cut through the heavy air, a final stand against the man who had just bound her life to his with twisted vows. Ekaksh heard it, but his expression remained unmoved, his obsession too deep, too dark, to be shaken by her hatred. Without hesitation, he lifted her into his arms, cradling her lifeless form as he walked toward the car. To the world, she was now his wife To her, he was nothing less than her captor. _____________ 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢? _________________________________________

Genre: Soft High School Rom-Com Status: Ongoing In a school buzzing with whispers and laughter, two hearts beat silently - too shy to speak, too loud to ignore. 𝐙𝐘𝐑𝐀𝐍 𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐇𝐈 The senior with cold eyes and a quieter presence, walks through the corridors like a mystery no one dares to solve. Known for his sharp silences, football strikes, and distant grins - he's the kind of boy who minds his own world and never entertains the idea of love... or so it seems. 𝐇𝐔𝐃𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐙𝐖𝐈 A hijabi girl with stories tucked inside her sleeves, is an introvert to the world but a chaotic spark among her friends. A silent observer, a dreamer lost in fictional pages, and someone who never once thought love could feel this real. They've never spoken. Not once. Yet glances are stolen. Moments are paused. And the air between them hums with everything left unsaid. The smile he hides. The blush she can't control. A story stitched with paper hearts, silent strings, and the magic of what ifs. 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 - 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆.