BOOK 1 of the '𝓑𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓑𝔂' Series. ⋆.˚𝐀𝐧𝐢𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐚˚.⋆ I walked away from Anirudh Chauhan once-that day when everything unexpectedly changed-believing I was leaving our conclusion in the hands of fate. I swore an oath to myself: I want him. Always did, always will. But I refused to chase him. If he was truly written in my destiny, he would find his way back to me. It was nothing but a hollow, desperate condolence. The universe, it turns out, has a very dark sense of humor. Fate didn't just bring us together; it poured us into an hourglass. No matter how long we cling to separate sides, every falling grain of time ensures we are bound to tumble toward the same inevitable end. My turn is over. Now, it's his turn to fight with fate or open his heart and surrender to the destiny we both fought so hard to abandon. 𓏲𝄢 '𝙅𝙖𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙮𝙖...𝙝𝙖𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙮𝙖... 𝙏𝙪 𝙫𝙞 𝙨𝙞𝙠𝙝 𝙠𝙖𝙙𝙞 𝙙𝙪𝙠𝙝 𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙝 𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙣𝙖 𝙏𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙞𝙣 𝙣𝙖𝙝𝙞 𝙡𝙖𝙜𝙙𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙡 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙖 𝙙𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙣𝙖,'

At eighteen, Saanvi Kamat fell hopelessly in love with her brother's best friend. Ved Samrat was eight years older, fiercely protective, and completely unaware that the young girl who followed him everywhere had quietly given him her heart. The day she finally found the courage to confess her feelings, she overheard a conversation that shattered every dream she had ever built. Believing she was nothing more than an annoying little sister in his eyes, Saanvi walked away without ever telling him the truth. Seven years later, fate forces them back into each other's lives. With her brother falsely imprisoned and her world falling apart, Saanvi has no choice but to seek refuge in Ved's home. Living under the same roof with the man she never stopped loving is supposed to be temporary. Instead, it changes everything. Because somewhere between shared mornings, quiet conversations, stolen glances, and the woman Saanvi has become, Ved finally sees what had been standing in front of him all along. Not Rajiv's little sister. Not the girl who once followed him. But the woman who had loved him in silence... and the only one capable of making him feel truly at home. Now the question is no longer whether Ved loves her. It is whether he realized it too late. Loving my best friend's brother is a heartfelt slow-burn romance about first love, second chances, healing old wounds, family, forgiveness, and discovering that sometimes the love of your life has been waiting for you all along-you simply failed to see her.

🥇 #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.

Hridaan Kapoor is a 21-year-old, 6" feet tall boy. He doesn't talk much and prefers keeping people at arm's length. Sirisha is an 18-year-old girl who stands 5'2" tall with a soft, brown skin tone and a charming and sweet smile. What happens when sirisha is made to live with her Bestfriend's brother in his apartment as roommates ? What started as being enemies , and having hate towards each other , will they accept their blooming and emerging feelings ? Let's dive into a story where she fell first and never hoped that he will love her back but is it true?? Because we all know destiny has their own way of playing. What will happen when he will also starts feeling something for her. Let's see how this enemies are going to become lover. And will he able to kill her demons?? Or will she be able to help him become a human again who has feelings because according to him he has no feelings. "Keeping my distance, because i know i can't have you.. " "I shouldn't be jealous, you aren't even mine .."

#1 book of Obsession series (𝘀𝗼𝗳𝘁 𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲) Maya X Rudra (Professor X Student) → MAYA RAICHAND, a 21-year-old college student, is the cherished youngest daughter of her family. Loved and spoiled by everyone, she carries an infectious smile that can brighten even the darkest days. But beneath her cheerful exterior lies a lingering fear-fear of HIM. → RUDRA SINGHANIA, the 29-year-old mathematics professor, is as feared as he is respected. With a stern demeanor, a short temper, and an unyielding sense of discipline, he keeps everyone at a distance. But there is one exception-HER. She is his only weakness, the only thing he would break his own rules for... the only thing he would kill for.

I never expected this. Being bound to her, my student, by something as cold as an arranged marriage. she's always so bright, clinging to me and I... wasn't being the guy she wants but she never gave up on me. But in the little moments between our sarcasm and awkward encounters, I started to realize something- I was starting to care. A lot. And I'm scared. scared to mess up everything while trying to win her love. ____________________________________ Troupes: ✿ grumpy x sunshine ✿ arranged marriage ✿ professor x student ✿ second chance ✿ green flag MMC ENJOY!

Taking two cups in my hand. The moment I turned around I clash with something, well to be correct on Someone. But before I can fall, a strong hand got wrapped around me, making me steady. Coming back to my senses my gaze falls on his white shirt which is now daubed with coffee. "Holyshit" I swear, and he gave me the death look. "Sorry" I apologize "For what? For swearing so freely or for making my day great by pouring on coffee." "For both, sorry, I can help you with a shirt or buy you a cup of coffee?" "No need, just walk with your open eyes. That would be a lot better." ~ AAYAN KASHAYAP. The first grandson, the eldest brother, the eldest son of the family. Where ever he goes he drips with empowerment, and dominance, and makes a room seem small wherever he stands. He's not arrogant but he knows his attitude. He's not rude to others but he maintains professionalism even with strangers. It's not that he doesn't feel anything, he's just not used to feeling and expressing it. SMIRA AGARWAL The youngest daughter, younger sister, and youngest member of the family. She believes TOO MUCH. She's filled with elegance and kindness, she sees the world with the most beautiful and positive aspects. She feels every emotion but doesn't let it known to others. She holds every pain she feels inside her and smiles brightly. ~ What will happen? when these two humans where one doesn't know how to express their emotions and one doesn't express it meet. Waves of emotions gonna hit together, pain, love, care, gonna bloom. But the thing is; are they gonna fight to be with each other when they find they are drowning in each other's love? Started:- 22nd Fe, 2023

I gasped loudly and took a step back, only to hit my back against the shelf door. He looked directly into my eyes; it felt like he was seeing right through my soul. His eyes were so intense that I couldn't handle it, so I looked away, but he made me look at him by lifting my chin with his thumb and index finger. "You have no idea how much I am controlling myself from making you mine," I looked at him wide-eyed and tried to push him away, but he pinned my hands on either side of my head with his. He leaned closer to me, so I turned my face away, but his lips landed on my cheek. My eyes widened at his act. I wriggled and freed my hands from his hold before pushing him away with full force. I tried to go past him from the right, and I did succeed, as he seemed amused by how I pushed him. But before I could take another step, I was pulled back to him, my back pressing against his front. He held both my hands down with one hand, and with the other, he pushed my hair to the left and placed his lips on my neck. __________________________________ 𝕀𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕪 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥, 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤, 𝕒 𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕟. 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕦𝕚𝕟𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖, 𝕞𝕪 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖. ~𝔸ℕ𝔸𝔹𝕀𝕐𝔸 𝕂ℍ𝔸ℕ __________________________________ 𝕐𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕤𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕕𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕀'𝕞 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖, 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦

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