An indian sports romance He holds the bat. She holds the mic. Without anyone knowing that they hold a secret together. He is the country's most worshiped cricketer-cold, disciplined and less interested in media and paparazzi. She is this nation's rising journalist- clumsy, determined and filled with grace. Would they fall for each other or destiny gonna test their limits of love? 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: Sports romance He fell first Cricketer X Journalist Forbidden love Hidden relationship Soft X Chaotic Rom com

𝐑𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐤𝐥𝐚 (𝟐𝟓 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝) He is a chef and owner of the new restaurant in area Munch Bites. Known for his charming and narcissistic nature, he and his family absolutely hate Verma Family because they think they have captured their land illegally. 𝐀𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚 (𝟐𝟓 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝) She is Maths Teacher in a school by profession. She is respectful, calm and shy in nature. She also very much walks on the footsteps of her parents and hates the Shukla Family by her core because they have illegally held possession on their land. ***** Tropes: Enemies to Lovers Family Rivalry Neighbour Romance Romantic Comedy

" 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧." 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭 Cold-blooded. Calculated. Cruel. The sole heir of the Ranawat empire-its mafia throne and global business crown. Born of royalty, raised in ruin. A man who commands with silence and kills with precision. His name is whispered like a warning, feared across borders and boardrooms alike. Emotions? He buried them with the ashes of his past. And love? That's a wound he refuses to bleed from again. 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐚 Soft-hearted. Spiritually anchored. A girl from Prayagraj who prays at dawn and smiles at strangers. A devotee of Mahadev, raised by rituals and silences, She believes in the sacred over the selfish, And love? For her, it's not a thrill. It's a form of worship. She lives by faith. He lives for vengeance. He was forged in fury. She was shaped by surrender. He builds empires from fear. She believes in saving legacies with compassion. He doesn't kneel before gods. She lives in their shadow. But when fate threads their paths in red, not for love-but for a promise neither of them made... Will blood and prayer bind them-or destroy them? 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐤. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞. ✅ Tropes & Themes - Mafia × Sunshine - Arranged/Forced Marriage - Enemies to aching lovers - Divine narration (Mahadev-Parvati perspective) - Poetic tragedy, power, and softness - Rebirth, revenge & redemption - Devotion meets destruction Book 1 of Revenge Series (Can be read as standalone)

✎ᝰ.𝐀 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 ⋆𖦹⋆ˎˊ˗ He was born for cricket. In the stadiums of his city, he was already a legend. Every swing of his bat - a warning. Every smirk - a challenge. 𝐓𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐧, the state's rising cricket star. Arrogant. Untouchable. Addicted to winning. And ? 𝐒𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 A fiery first-year media student with a pen sharp enough to cut egos - and the courage to question names that made others bow. She didn't chase stories. She exposed them. He was her assignment. She became his obsession. He hated her defiance. She hated his arrogance. They both refused to back down. Same college. Same battleground. Every encounter - 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓. Every glance - 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆. He doesn't lose. She doesn't bow And before the world knew his name, He made sure she never forgot it. She thought she was writing his story. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭. The stubborn, firecracker reporter who called him - "𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘁 𝗧𝘆𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁" and made the world see his cracks. Rules were broken. Lines were crossed. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 ────୨ৎ────

"Touch me again," she whispered, close enough to feel my breath, "and don't insult me by pretending it was an accident." ╰┈➤ ᴘᴏʟɪᴛɪᴄɪᴀɴ × ʀᴀᴡ ᴀɢᴇɴᴛ ╰┈➤ ᴄʜᴀʀɪsᴍᴀᴛɪᴄ ᴍᴍᴄ × ᴘsʏᴄʜᴏᴘᴀᴛʜ ғᴍᴄ ╰┈➤ sʜᴇ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴅ ғʟᴀɢ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʜᴇ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏᴜʀ ʙʟɪɴᴅ. ╰┈➤ ᴍᴏʀᴀʟʟʏ ɢʀᴇʏ ʟᴇᴀᴅs ╰┈➤ ʜᴇ ғᴀʟʟs ғɪʀsᴛ (ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴛᴇs ʜɪᴍsᴇʟғ ғᴏʀ ɪᴛ) ©𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐁𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒 | contains triggering content |

'𝙄𝙨𝙝𝙦 𝙟𝙪𝙣𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙟𝙖𝙗 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙚, 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙦 𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙚' After crossing the first phase of love, they now stand at the edge of a new journey-one that will test their hearts and devotion in ways they never imagined. "Like the moon awaits the sun after a long night, her heart held onto his light through every shadow and silence."

"I love you..." I whispered, mustering every ounce of courage. He stood before me, silent-his eyes clouded with confusion... or was it sorrow? We were alone on the empty road, under a moonlit sky. But his face held no joy. Did he not love me? Then why he make me feel in that way. "I love you, Triple S..." My voice trembled as tears blurred my vision. "Stop it," he said, his voice heavy. With a sigh, he turned away, walking off into the night. "I really love you!" I shouted, desperate. "I swear, I'll never leave you... not even after death!" . ........⭐........ Ishq: A Never Ending Love Story College was supposed to be about bunking classes, late-night Maggi, and maybe... a few harmless crushes. Not about falling for the guy who looked like he belonged to another world - one where laughter had long faded and memories were locked away. She was chaos in sneakers - a first-year with too much energy and a smile that could light up storms. He was silence in human form - a final-year mystery, always at the back of the class, always alone. They weren't meant to cross paths. But then again, love never asks for permission. Aashi is hiding something. A secret that could erase everything. And Shreyansh? He's already lost too much to risk feeling again. But what happens when she starts forgetting... and he starts remembering everything they built? This isn't just a love story. It's a war between memory and emotion. Between holding on... and letting go. Seven stages. One unforgettable journey. Some loves don't need forever - just the right moments. Read Ishq - because some stories live on... even when people forget

Aarohi Deshmukh is soft-spoken, kind-hearted, and sensitive. Topper and disciplined straight-A student. She prefers books over people. Sameer Singhania is charming and competitive. Scores just like Aarohi and irritates her to get a reaction from here. Easy going and fun, he prefers to be with his friends. - Trisha Deshmukh is a daydreamer with a quiet, imaginative mind. She is talkative with everyone except one boy- Aditya, gets shy around him only. Aditya Kapoor is composed, athletic, and charming. He is easy going and fun but also observant and protective of people who are close to him. - Kavya Kapoor is bubbly, outgoing, and expressive. She lights up every room she walks into and isn't afraid to express her feelings. Ishaan Verma is reserved and intelligent. He's introverted, thinks deeply and prefers silence over drama. - Aashna Verma is calm and composed, but with a savage tongue when provoked. She's observant and cool-headed, known for thinking two steps ahead. Advik Singhania is loud, playful, and full of dramatic flair. He's the definition of chaos-spontaneous, energetic, but secretly has a very romantic heart. ••••• There is no cheating or toxic relationship in this book. It's simply a highschool love story with friends and family and I hope you'll give a chance to this book.

Multi-couple book 7 couples, 14 hearts each bound to one another by unseen threads of emotion. Some carry fear, some live with regret, some struggle with doubt. Some ask for one chance, some are living their second chance. Some simply want to be loved, while others seek redemption. Bound Again by Love is the continuation of Vyakhya - Finding Home. It is a multi-couple journey where love begins in different forms-childish and innocent, mature and steady, silent and unspoken, hopeful yet hesitant, or hidden behind denial. Each heart walks its own path, but in the end, everyone finds their true place in eternal love. At its core, this is Vyakhya's story-her journey with those she once loved and lost. A story of broken bonds, wounded relationships, and a fractured family slowly finding its way back to wholeness. Bound Again by Love is a story of coming back- The tale of regret that teaches, love that heals, and relationships that are rebuilt slowly, painfully, yet beautifully-proving that even broken connections can be bound again by love.

#Top10 in India (9/7/2026) #Top7 in India (27/7/2026) #Top5 in India (9/2/2026)-(4/7/2026) #Top4 in India (11/2/2026)-(10/5/2026) #Top3 in India (11/5/2026) ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ His large, calloused hand wrapped gently around my throat-not to hurt, but to own. The cold silver of my waist chain pressed into my bare stomach as he pinned me flush against the heavy mahogany of his study desk. "You think you can hide from me, Little Bird?" His voice was a lethal, gravelly whisper against my ear, sending a violent shiver of wet heat straight to my core. "You think you can wear things that beg to be ripped off, and I won't collect what belongs to me?" I gasped as his rough fingers hooked under the delicate lace of my panties, snapping the thin fabric effortlessly. "Aarav, please-" "Please what?" He bit down on the sensitive skin of my neck, swallowing my desperate whimper. His thick thigh forced my knees apart, leaving me completely, helplessly exposed to his burning, pitch-black gaze. "Tell me exactly what you want. Use your words, Priyanshi." My nails dug into his broad shoulders, my entire body trembling with a heavy, throbbing ache that only he could cure. I looked into the eyes of the devil I married, finally surrendering to his darkness. "Please," I sobbed, my hips arching eagerly into his touch. "Please, Aarav. Take it." A wicked, triumphant smirk touched his lips. "Good girl. Now, scream for me." · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · Priyanshi Verma prayed to Krishna for a fairytale love story. Instead, she was sold to the Devil in a bespoke suit. Aarav Rathore. Billionaire. Mafia king. A man who doesn't know how to love, only how to own. He married her to control her. She married him to save her family. He wants to break her innocence. She wants to escape his cage. But in the darkness of their bedroom, where hate turns into heat and resistance turns into moans, the lines blur. A story of a forced marriage, dark obsession, and a lust so violent it might ju