It is a school Rom - Com 💫💗 Also it is a multicouple book . When two bestfriends( Ayan nd kaustubh ) fall in love with two bestfriends ( Vedika and Kashvi ). It started from a rivalry. But afterr some time it turned intoo love but they didn't realise it . What will happen now ?? It has teenage struggles , love , friendship, trauma and a lot of dramaa💗 How their story gonna unfold ??✨🫠

{UNEDITED BOOK currently} "Jithe chalengi chalunga naal tere ticktan do leli...." A Punjabi rom com......from college to adult life... WHAT COMES NEXT WHEN 2 PUNJABI GROUPS COLLIDE ??

Kabir Oberoi wanted a power-partner; he got a homemaker. He mistakes her softness for lack of intelligence. Suhani Oberoi is terrified of Kabir's coldness and believes he regrets marrying her. She tries to connect through care (cooking, service) but feels ignored. Married for 2 months. They are essentially strangers living in the same mansion. But one incident changed their life. Let's dive into the story to know more. 😉 Perfect for readers who love CEO romance, forced proximity, second chances, and emotional slow burns with steam and heart.

「 ✦ 𝗔 𝗠𝗨𝗟𝗧𝗜𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗣𝗟𝗘 𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 ✦ 」 ────𝜗ৎ──── 𝘍𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯. ❝𝑰𝒇 𝒘𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝟐𝟓, 𝒘𝒆'𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆.❞ 𝘈 𝘷𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥. ────𝜗ৎ──── ᴀɴᴠɪᴛʜᴀ ᴍᴇʜʀᴀ × ᴠᴇᴅᴀɴᴛ ᴍᴀʟʜᴏᴛʀᴀ An arranged marriage built on duty between corporate lawyers... until respect starts feeling like something far more dangerous. . ܁₊ ⊹ . ܁ ⟡ ܁ . ⊹ ₊ ܁. ᴍʏʀᴀ ᴋᴀᴘᴏᴏʀ × ᴀʀᴍᴀᴀɴ ᴏʙᴇʀᴏɪ A fake relationship between a sharp luxury fashion influencer and a reckless tech billionaire playboy-meant to be temporary, until jealousy turns it into obsession. . ܁₊ ⊹ . ܁ ⟡ ܁ . ⊹ ₊ ܁. ᴠᴀʀꜱʜɪɴɪ ꜱʜᴀʀᴍᴀ × ᴀᴀʀᴠɪᴋ ꜱɪɴɢʜ A runaway bride escaping more than a wedding-grief, guilt, and a past she can't outrun... until her bodyguard becomes the only place she feels safe. . ܁₊ ⊹ . ܁ ⟡ ܁ . ⊹ ₊ ܁. ᴢᴀʀᴀ ʀᴀɪᴄʜᴀɴᴅ × ʀᴜᴅʀᴀ ᴋʜᴀɴɴᴀ Enemies in every sense-she's an investigative journalist, he's a morally grey billionaire CEO who thinks she betrayed him. She was never supposed to stay... and he never planned to let her go. ────𝜗ৎ──── 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦-𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵. ────𝜗ৎ────

──── ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ꪆৎ ˚ "Who do you belong to?" Her cold, demanding eyes met mine, The only glimmer of light within them was my own reflection staring back at me. "You." My voice trembled as I whispered the answer. She settled herself on my lap, surrounding me with her intoxicating scent, as if to claim ownership. "Exactly," she confirmed, her tone possessive. "You burnt her. Alive" A horrified sigh escaped my lips as my heart pounded in my chest. "And you had the perfect orgasm right next to her burning body. Do you know why? You were focused on me. She was screaming and yet you craved me. You begged me to touch you more. You needed me. Her cries for help, her screams, her burning body; nothing affected you. You just craved me" Her grip on my shirt tightened as she pulled me closer, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. ────୨ৎ──── NAINA MALHOTRA, A fierce and determined woman, driven by a powerful desire for revenge. Her singular focus fueled her every action, and she pursued her path with relentless determination and unshakable fortitude. "His embrace felt like the first burst of sunlight after a long, dark storm" AARAV MURTY, A kind and compassionate soul, radiating warmth and care towards everyone. He concealed his own struggles behind a bright smile, convinced that everyone deserves love and affection. "I've never taken a life before, but for you, I'd cross that boundary and step into darkness a thousand times" Naina and Aarav, lost in love, were oblivious to their family's secrets. As those truths and lies started to surface, their bond was put to the test. Could their love withstand the storm of their haunted history? A saga of twisted enigma played by masters of manipulation where noone can be trusted. Will love survive? ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ꪆৎ ˚ P.S- The initial chapters are highly unedited but I promise it gets better <3

Rudransh Khurana:- He is 28, powerful and cold. A self made storm with an empire at his feet and ice in his veins . As a chairman of imperion group, he didn't need people... he owned them. He felt nothing and moved through life like a shadow-sharp, silent and dangerous. Then came Aaranya. She is 21 - warm and grounded.A student of Delhi University, she wore her innocence like light but carried strength in every step. She was loyal,bold and soft in all the places where he was hard. But her life changed ...when Rudransh Khurana,set his cold eyes on her. He forced her into his dark world... and made her 𝘩𝘪𝘴. He calls it obsession. But for Aaranya, it feels like a beautifully built cage. ---------- "You think signing that paper makes me yours?" she whispered. "No, sweetheart," he said, voice dripping with danger. "That just makes it legal. You were mine the moment I saw you- My wife. My obsession. And now... my prisoner." "This isn't love..." "No. This is OWNERSHIP." ____ But the question remains? Will she submit? Or will she fight to break free from the man who owns her?

{Desi X Videshi series #3} "N-N-Nahi hum aap ke samne haath jodte hain aaj nahi hume bohot dard h-hota hai." she cried out while joining her hands in front of him. "Idhar aa jaldi!" he commanded her in his authoritative voice making her stomach churn and insides shudder. "N-N-Nahi jaane dein hume. Ye mat karein." she cried out loudly when he started to charge towards her. She decided to run in opposite direction in order to save herself but before she could even take a single step away from her place he was standing right in front of her and snatched her dupatta away from her. _______ "Can you give me a glass of water?" He asked her in his cold and stoic voice which always scares her because he looks too intimidating to her. "J-J-Ji? Aap ne abhi kya kaha humare samajh mein n-nahi aya." She said while her eyes lowered at the floor finding it most interesting thing in the world. "Kya aap humein ek glass paani de sakti hain?" as soon as these words escaped her mouth her head snapped towards him. Her honey brown eyes wide as they will come out soon. Tears welled up in her eyes because no one has ever talked to her with this much respect and calmness. Moreover, she was shocked too after hearing him talking in her native language which she didn't even expect from him. Ryker Verlice, the most feared mob boss of Ireland. Everyone fears him because of his intimidated and impatient aura. His anger issues are cherry on top. He cares for nothing literally nothing but what happens when a caged and scared beauty catches his eyes? Inaayat, the caged and scared beauty is serving the thakurs since her childhood. She has no identity except the maid of the thakurs. No one knows her because she lives hidden by the thakurs. They have broken her to the extent that she couldn't trust anyone but what will happen when an unknown intimidating man will start standing up for her? {His baccha ♥️ Her rehbar} •Caged princess •Age gap •Emotional story

the story of "courtesan" and "politician " . . a girl named Meera, who once met a boy in her childhood a brief, innocent meeting that left a quiet mark on her heart. Then he disappeared. Meera grew up behind the high walls of Chandni Haveli, completely immersed in its world-its rules, its silences, its unspoken sorrows. Life moved on, and she learned to exist within those walls, believing that some moments are meant to remain only as memories. But fate is never that simple. Years later, the same boy returns-not as a child, but as a powerful man, standing at the edge of becoming a politician. He steps back into her world, and with him comes change-slow, unsettling, inevitable. They fall in love. And with that love, everything Meera thought was unchangeable begins to shift. This is a story of destiny, longing, and quiet rebellion-of a girl bound by walls and a boy bound by power, finding each other again in a world that was never meant to let them. 🌸🦢🐚

Silk saree. Diamond necklace. Red lips. A wealthy man's possession. A mistress. Her fingers slowly touched the fading bruise near her collarbone before quickly moving away, as though even she could not bear touching herself anymore. Outside the locked bedroom, laughter and music echoed through the mansion halls. Another party. Another night where powerful people would stare at her with curiosity, pity, or hidden mockery. "That's Abhinandan Varada's mistress" "She used to be a classical dancer, right?" "What a waste." The whispers never ended. Ahalya closed her eyes tightly. Once, people looked at her with admiration. Now they looked at her like sin A knock came at the door. "Madam,""Sir is calling you downstairs." Her stomach tightened instantly. Fear had become instinct now. Ahalya wiped her tears before they could fall and forced herself to stand. No matter how broken she felt... He would still call. And she would still go. Because Abhinandan Varada always got what he wanted. Always. She slowly walked through the grand corridors of the mansion that looked more like a golden cage than a home. Guards lowered their heads as she passed. No one met her eyes. No one dared. There Abhinandan sat lazily on the couch, glass of whiskey in one hand, looking powerful enough to own the entire world. And maybe he did. But the moment his eyes landed on her, something dangerous softened in his expression. "There you are, little doe." The endearment made her chest ache. A year ago, she had been a rising dancer with dreams in her eyes. Now she trembled hearing a man call her with affection. He opened one arm toward her casually. "Come here." Ahalya stood frozen. Every instinct inside her wanted to run. But there was nowhere left to run anymore. Because the cruelest thing about Abhinandan Varada was not his power. Not his anger. Not even the darkness inside him. It was the way he destroyed her life... And then loved her among the ruins.

Highly mature content A game of revenge, love, hatred and manipulation. #1 in desi love #1 in lonely #1 in adult-content #1 in recommendation #1 in watty #1 in fiction