In a life defined by heavy crowns and cold legacies, Aakriti Mehra remains the Sunlight Tangled in Silk. She is the poet of the soul, a woman who sees the world through the lens of grace and wonder. And then there is Vyom Rathore-the silent horizon, the vast and infinite Sky that has spent a lifetime watching her from the shadows, waiting for the moment he could finally hold her light. Their love is a Divine Recognition. It is the way he knows the rhythm of her heart before she even speaks; the way she finds peace in his presence as if she has finally come home after a thousand years of wandering. To the world, they are a royal union of power and prestige, but in the quiet hours of the night, they are two souls who have transcended the physical. Vyom's devotion is his only religion. He doesn't just love her; he worships the ground she walks on, clearing the thorns from her path before her feet can ever touch them. Aakriti, in turn, is the only one who can see the man behind the mask-the gentle, obsessive heart that would burn the entire world down just to keep her starlight from fading. It is a love that exists quietly, away from the prying eyes of the empire-a love that proves that even in a world built on steel and stone, the most powerful force is the soul that chooses to stay.

A single mother and her daughter have always been enough for each other, until an unexpected man and his family walk into their lives. What begins as a simple arrangement soon blossoms into something deeper, bringing two families closer than they ever imagined. Between shared meals, endless laughter, unexpected bonds and a three-year-old bundle of mischief at the center of it all, old wounds begin to heal, new beginnings take shape, and ordinary days turn into unforgettable memories. And between this, they realise that love doesn't always arrive perfectly planned but it comes wrapped in little chaos, laughter, and moments you never saw coming. Because family isn't always about blood, it's about love, belonging and the beautiful little sweetness of finding a home in each other.

Aayansh is a Senior Officer of the detective agency & Saaniya is the Serial Killer & the whom Aayansh exactly is looking for. But, Eventually they fell in love. Would their Love survive? Will they be together? Why did a pure girl like Saaniya become a cruel serial killer? How did he find out she is the killer? To find out,Read the "Secrets Of Betrayal ✿⁠ "On Wattpad now. ❀

This is a love born from rivalry, pride, and years of unspoken feelings. Childhood enemies. Unconfessed love. One truth waiting to explode. They fight. They argue. They refuse to admit what's always been there. Because sometimes... the person you fight the hardest is the one you've loved the longest.

She died once... betrayed by the people she trusted the most. 💔 Her last memory was simple. Blood on the marble floor. A cold voice. And the moment her world went dark. But fate had other plans. When she wakes up in another life, the memories begin to return slowly - fragments of a past she cannot explain. A palace. A crown. A betrayal she never saw coming. This time, she refuses to be the same girl who trusted too easily. This time... she will change her fate. But what happens when the man connected to her destiny appears again? Is he the reason she died... Or the reason she was brought back? In a world filled with secrets, power, and revenge... Can fate really be rewritten? ✨

✦•┈๑⋅⋯⭑⋯⋅๑┈•✦ [GLIMPSE] The rain fell hard, turning everything into a gray blur. I stood on one side of the road, shivering from the cold, feeling both scared and excited by the storm. On the other side, I saw him. He signaled for me to stay still, so I waited, my breath shaky and my vision clouded by the downpour.In a minute, he was right there in front of me, holding an umbrella to shield me. I tried to step closer, but my foot landed right in a muddy puddle. My sandal slipped off, and my foot was covered in dirty water. "Wait," he whispered. He handed me the umbrella and stepped out into the rain. He didn't care that he was getting soaked. He dropped to his knees on the wet road right in front of me. I looked around, realizing people were staring at us, but he didn't care about the crowd.He pulled a bottle of water from his bag and gently washed the mud off my skin. His hands were cold and shaking from the chill, but his touch was so tender. He cleaned my sandal and carefully slipped it back onto my foot. As I looked down at him, a tear ran down my face, mixing with the rain. In that moment, I knew. That was my man, my husband. _______ At 20, Vanshika Singh was still navigating her life as a college student when she married Nirvaan Devraj, 29, was a hardworking man from a middle-class background who dedicated every waking hour to providing for and bringing joy to his family. Though theirs was a traditional arranged marriage fraught with challenges at every turn, they faced every obstacle hand-in-hand. Over time, they became each other's greatest strength and most vulnerable weakness their unwavering love became the most powerful force in their lives. [TROPES] Middle class family Arrange Marriage Family Drama She fells first (he fells hardest) Student × Employee Slow burn Double updates on every Saturday

[ A Highschool romance book ] "" Tujhe pyaar kiya toh tu hi bata , hum ne kya koi jurm kiya Or jurm kiya hai toh bhi bata , ye jurm ki jurm ki kya hai sazaa.......... "" •••••••••••• ~~ALAMGIR AHMED SOLAV : A boy studying in 11th std with calm , introvert personality who didn't know about love because he never had chance experience it . ~~GUL NEHIR YAMAN : A girl studying in 11th std a normal girl not too smart not too intelligent who didn't know much about life , love friends and many more she was new to all these . • Everything was fine until he shifted to a different neighborhood . • He was just a tenant . • Everything was fine until he met her " vo sunheri akhon wali ladki " •She was just his landlady . • Everything was fine until she entered his life and then.... • He was her student. • Everything was fine until she.... • She was his tutor . But fate has another plan ............. __________________________________ ~ Un dono ko andaza nahi tha unka safar kahan tha ?....... •••••••••FI-DUNIYA WAL AKHIRAAH •••••••••• [ IN THE WORLD AND AFTERLIFE ] ~ Aur ye satr unki daastaan-e-mohobbat me likh de gayi thi ...... _____________________________________ ~This story is not just cute , funny , romantic , soft romance and comforting but also thrilling , plot twisting , unique , dark . ~This story will take a dark turn slowly slowly and you will not even realise what has happened..... 💥 Boom..... Tropes : <> A highschool romance <> Neighbours <> Highschool Thriller <>Family and friends <>Enimes to lovers <>Multi couple <> Slow burn <> Rom-com <> He falls first and even harder <> Forced proximity Don't judge it by blurb... ( I can't write blurb 😭😭) Please give a try🥺...💋💋

Some people heal each other. Some simply grow together. This is not a story about saving someone. It's about choosing each other... Again. And again. Every single day. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ✿ Tropes ✿ ✔ Childhood Friends to Lovers ✔ Boy Fell First and harder ✔ bold FML × Shy MML ✔ Fake Dating ✔ School Romance ✔ Neighbours ✔ Protective Female Lead ✔ Introverted Male Lead ✔ Mutual Growth ✔ Men Written by Women Energy ✔ He calls her Aira. ✔ She calls him Avish. ✔ Us Against the World. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── © Copyright All Rights Reserved. This book is an original work by arcanexoxo. The characters, storyline, dialogues, and original content belong solely to the author. No part of this story may be copied, translated, reproduced, adapted, or reposted on any platform without prior permission. Plagiarism is a crime and will be reported. Please support the author by reading only on Wattpad. Thank you for respecting my work. 🌻🤍

"𝒁𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒏?" 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒍𝒚. 𝑨 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔. 𝑯𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒔, 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒂𝒓, 𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒅, "𝑺𝒉𝒉𝒉 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒆." ── .✦ ── .✦ ── .✦ He was assigned to protect her, not fall for her. But when the princess begins to slip past his carefully built walls, their stolen glances and quiet moments turn into something far more dangerous. Because in a world ruled by duty and crown, loving her could cost him everything. ╰┈➤ Princess X, her bodyguard "𝐒𝐡𝐡𝐡, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬." She carries a blame that was never hers to bear. Accused, judged, and quietly abandoned, she learned to wear strength like armour, firm voice, steady gaze, unshaken steps. But beneath that hardened exterior lives a soul that once longed for something simple: love without fear, peace without apology. Time taught her silence. She stopped fighting what the world decided she was. She built a life that appeared ordinary from the outside: calm, distant, and controlled. Inside, she survived day by day, holding together the fragile pieces no one ever saw break. Then he enters her life, not as a saviour, but as a storm. He comes carrying anger sharpened into revenge, determined to shatter what he believes is already cracked. He does not see the truth: she is standing on her final thread of strength. ╰┈➤Emerald X Her hubby. "Shhhh, Emerald."

Ivaan Singh - quiet around most, but turns fun and open with people who feel like home. He knows how to love, but never really got love in return. With soft, shiny hair and a smile that can steal hearts, he looks cold and serious, but becomes clingy and sweet when he's in love. He's funny, a real roaster, and shines differently when he loves someone. 🐇🌷 Akira Mehra - a talker and a listener, but only opens up around people who truly want to listen. A girl's girl through and through - loyal, soft-hearted, and full of warmth. She's a writer and reader, someone who finds comfort in stories. Reality feels too heavy, so she often escapes into her fictional world where everything feels a little safer. With chestnut brown eyes and wavy hair, she's a proud Swiftie. A little chaotic, a little wild - but she'd do anything for the people she loves. 🐇🌷 Ivaan Singh had recently transferred from Section A to Section C. He was the class topper-quiet, focused, and known for speaking only when a nod wasn't enough to answer. That was the day he met Akira Mehra, the troublemaker girl in the class. She was average in most subjects but struggled badly with languages. Teachers often scolded her-not just for her mistakes, but also for her messy handwriting. Their class teacher decided to fix Akira's seat next to the class topper, hoping his discipline might rub off on her. As Akira turned to look at her new seat partner, her heart skipped. He was the same boy-the one she had once had a tiny-biny crush on, without even knowing his name. And just like that, her ordinary school days felt a little less ordinary. 🐇🌷 Since English is not my first language you are going to find a lot of grammatical as well as spelling errors in the book. I haven't proofread most of the chapters but I promise you that you will find improvements in my writing before the end of the book if you are patient enough to ignore the errors.