Love is unpredictable. It makes you dream, makes you believe in forever-until it shatters you. Sayra Dixit once believed in love. She believed in stolen glances, whispered confessions, and fairytales that ended in happily ever afters. But all those dreams crumbled the day she confessed her feelings to Rithvik Rajvansh-the school's cold, unattainable genius-and was brutally rejected. Years passed, and Sayra buried the girl who once loved so openly. But fate had other plans. Now, she finds herself bound in an arranged marriage with the very man who broke her heart. He is no longer the boy she once adored. And she is no longer the girl who waited for him to notice her. But then, why does his presence still send her heart racing? Why does her indifference feel like a punishment to him? "I don't believe in love anymore." "Then I'll teach you how to believe again."

"Humare kareeb aayengi to tabah ho jayegi aap, dur rahiya humse." His words came out low, almost a whisper, but they struck like a blade to her heart. [ You will be destroyed if you come close to me, stay away from me.] And then, without another word, he turned and walked away. ✨✨✨ "Devarsh, please stop! Please listen to me once! Please, Dev...!" Her voice cracked as she chased after him, her feet splashing against the rain-soaked road. Her foot collided with a jagged stone, and she stumbled, crashing onto the wet asphalt. Pain shot through her ankle, and blood seeped from the fresh wound, mixing with the rain. But she didn't stop. She pushed herself up, trembling, drenched, and breathless, forcing her legs to move again. She ran. Ran as if her life depended on it. But the road stretched empty before her. He was gone. Just as blind to her as he had always been. Yet, she kept going,when suddenly- A deafening horn. Blinding headlights. A sickening crash. The impact sent her body flying through the air before she slammed against the cold, merciless ground. Blood-warm and thick-poured from her head, trickling down her face, her arms, her legs. Pain rippled through her, but it felt distant. Almost numb. Her body lay motionless on the rain-drenched road, but her lips quivered, murmuring the only name she had ever known as her own destruction. "De....Dev..." Her breath hitched, her vision darkening. "Aap...aapne kaha tha... hum tabah ho jayenge..." (You said I would be destroyed...) "Ho gaye hum tabah..." (I am destroyed...) "Aapki mohabbat ne tabah kar diya hume..." (Your love has ruined me...) And with that final whisper, her world faded into nothingness.

"I hate you. I fucking hate you so much." He said and then pulled me in to kiss me harder. ~ Aaron and Aurelia are two extremely ambitious students. What happens when Aurelia gets in a relationship and jealousy boils in Aaron's veins? Highest rankings: #2 in Harvard #2 in University #1 in grumpyxgrumpy #1 in rivals #1 in competition

'Maanvi Arora' and 'Sharanya Bisht', whose lives are completely different from each other. But if the life is different, the luck should also be different, it is not necessary! Their lives may be completely different from each other, but their destinies are bound. And the person who connects their fate is 'Niskarsh Bedi'. 'Niskarsh Bedi', the younger son of the Bedi family who lives miles away from his family in Canada. Maanvi Arora, who is engaged to Niskarsh's elder brother Abhimaan Bedi, who hates Niskarsh. Nearly fifteen years later, Niskarsh has returned to India, taking Maanvi who had gone to Canada two years back for studies. But on seeing Manvi, both the Bedi family and the Arora family were stunned. What such change has happened inside Manvi in these two years, which has surprised everyone? Why does Abhimaan hate his own brother Niskarsh? And, why was Niskarsh living in Canada away from his family for fifteen years? And who is Sharanya? After all, how is her fate intertwined with Manvi's? All rights reserved by me @Satyanshi_Sinha.

☆ 𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝔂 ☆ When a person loses to themselves, they leave everything to fate. And when fate begins to play its game, it doesn't allow anyone to stand against it. Become a part of such an exciting story of fate, featuring two strangers whose story has been written by fate itself. Aƙʂԋʋι Sιɳԋα ♡, dreams of becoming India's most famous writer. However due to her family's poor condition and a promise she made to her father, she has to leave everything behind and come to Mumbai for a job. On her very first day at the office, she unknowingly gets into big trouble. And who does she clash with? VĔĎĂŃĞ ŚĔĤĞĂĹ★, the owner of one of India's leading companies, for whom money and power are everything. They say Mumbai is the city of Dreams. So will Akshvi's small dreams come true in this city of Dreams? How will Vedang and Akshvi's first meeting be? Will Vedang let Akshvi to take steps towards her dreams so easily? To find out, keep reading '𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝔂'.

A story of forced marriage...

The One she loved left her a day before her marriage The ones she cared humiliated her,despised her and blamed her for everything but what will happen when she will be forced to marry a mere stranger Aditi Sharma a 24 year old aspiring CA an ambivert who loves her family Daksh Agnihotri a 30 year old businessman, introvert doesn't like to express his emotions, lives with his only grandma [Dakhs: you wanted to see me married right? Grandma: yes beta I'm dying to see ur bride who will bring joy to our empty lives Who will fill this quite mension with the sounds of her anklets (Tears gathered in her eyes) Daksh:Then I'm getting married Her eyes widened Grandma: what when did you meet he-, What's her name , what's her age, how does she looks Daksh: I Don't know Grandma: WHAT THE- U're getting married to her and you don't even know her name??????]

He shines with 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐘 and money, and she belongs to a normal family who are simple but classy. Dark shadow revolves around him. He's the cold and unexpressed person. He yearned to keep her with him, but 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 and she's younger than him. [ Yandere ] 𝘼 𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙢𝙖𝙣 , 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙖 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙎𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙, 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙩𝙤𝙤 ?? ___________________________ 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 : 𝑨𝒈𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒑, 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 , 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 ⊹｡₊°⟡.⸙͎۪۫

| A sweet rom-com teenage love or we can say our first love book | [#AVYAYXISHQI] (slow updates) .......................... AVYAY DAHIYA... playful sunshine lovely and the moment i saw her. I'm done. "mujhe aapse mohabbat hai, ishqi." possesive dominating anger issue she was never my type but seeing her with anyone else? nah! "bas aapko bohut chahne lage hai." hurt betray loneliness Its hurting ishqi, its hurting like someone stab on it. "i thought you're my cure but end up being my worst curse." ** ISHQI KAUSHIK.. sweet caring joyful i never thought that someone would treat me like this. That princess treatment. "aur aap is ishqi ka aakhri ishq hai." over possesive jealousy teasing why would he have to be around girls always? "aur kitno ko chaha hai aapne aaise?" forced alone sadness hurting him is just like hurting my own soul. "hame ye sab khatam karna hai ab, bas bohut hua." 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗶𝗲𝘁𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗹𝗲 𝗶𝘁? • IS THIS THE END? • THATS ONLY WRITTEN IN THEIR DESTINY? • OR THEY FIND EACH OTHER AGAIN? lets find answer of these questions together. Started on 4 june, 2024 Ended on (ongoing) --------------------- Follow @kahanibyoinc on instagram

#4 in Top 10 in India on 10/07/2025 "Just tell me he is alive. Please... please, I beg you!" Avantika screamed, her fingers tightening around Shashwat's collar, desperation turning her voice raw. "Bhabhi-" Shashwat's breath hitched, his throat constricting at the sight before him. Everyone looked at her with worry. Pakhi was sobbing, her cries echoing through the room, while Anjali held her tightly, whispering words of comfort that neither of them truly believed. Shashwat lowered his gaze. "I'm so sorry..." he muttered, guilt thick in his voice. Avantika's grip on his collar tightened. "No!" she sobbed, shaking her head violently. "No, don't say that! Please... I will die-mai mar jaungi! Just bring him back!" Her knees buckled, and she collapsed against Shashwat, clutching his shirt like it was the only thing keeping her standing. "Shashwat, please!" she begged, her voice shattering. "Unhe bula dijiye... warna mai mar jaungi! I can't-I can't do this without him!" Shashwat swallowed hard, looking away, his own eyes glistening. "Bhabhi, please sambhaliye apne aap ko..." "How?!" she screamed, pushing him back. "How do I stay strong when you all are telling me he's gone?! He promised! He promised he wouldn't leave me!" Dev turned away, biting his fist to suppress his own emotions. Anjali closed her eyes, her hands tightening around Pakhi's trembling frame. Shashwat took a deep breath, his heart breaking at the sight of her. "Bhabhi... we tried-" "Try harder!" Avantika interrupted, gripping his arms. "Tell me he's coming back! Tell me this is a nightmare! Tell me I won't wake up alone!" 🖤🥀 Husn She was shattered, but he pieced her back together with his love. He was exhausted by life, but she breathed life back into him. What happens when two wounded souls are forced to share a life? Will she ever be able to love him? Will he be able to heal her scars and make her forget the past? To find out, read Husn-a story of love, healing, and fate.