"Jab dil aashiyana ban jaye, toh mohabbat raaste nahi, manzil dhoondhti hai." °~° ♡ Dil Tera Aashiyana ♡ Vanshika Aggarwal, 19, is a quiet, introverted girl from Surat. A bookworm, Kathak dancer, and scholarship student at St. Phillips University, she has no time for love-only dreams of friendship and belonging. Revansh Oberoi, 22, is sharp, ruthless, and feared. He's the heir to the Oberoi Empire-a college topper, basketball captain and mafia prince in disguise. He trusts no one, punishes betrayal without mercy, and hides his scars behind calm, deadly eyes. Two lives collide. One fragile heart. One dangerous soul. Will Vanshika survive the storm he brings-or will she be consumed by it? ♡♡Main Tropes♡♡ •College Love Story • Mafia Prince × Middle-Class Girl • Heir of t.he Oberoi Empire × Kathak Dancer • Slow-Burn Romance • Ruthless × Clumsy • Enemies to Lovers • Grumpy × Sunshine • Cold to Everyone, Soft Only for Her • Power × Innocence • Silent Protection • Dangerous World × Pure Heart • Touch Her and You're Dead 💌 Love doesn't knock. Sometimes it barges in uninvited...

an arranged marriage set up in 1970's.. an Indian marriage story of shravanya sethi and vedansh Thakur. tropes :- arranged marriage age gap (7 years) old school love Calm ML X innocent FL patriarchal mindset adult themes happy ending

For the words that stayed in drafts, for the feelings that never found a voice, and for the stories that remained ankahi... Ink that was once lost in yellow pages now blooms on screen. Kuch Baatein Ankahi is a collection of poems, letters, and emotions woven from memories, dreams, heartbreaks, hopes, and everything in between. I hope you'll stay with me through this journey and let these emotions scream louder than you ever thought they could. Kuch baatein jo kabhi ankahi thi... par ab humari hain....

Aa chal ke tujhe main leke chalun Ek aise Gagan k tale ♥︎ Jahan gam bhi na ho aansu bhi na ho Bas pyaar hi pyaar pale....♥︎♥︎ Some love stories don't begin with sparks~they begin with silences Story of quiet love that arrives late but stays long This is not a perfect love story - it's a real one Where two people shed their masks of perfection and fall for each other ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● A man who kneels without ego, A woman who bows without losing herself ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● He was not chosen because he demanded her, He was chosen because he waited She didn't fall because she was promised, She fell because she was respected ______________________________________________________ Jump inside the story to know if two wounded hearts can truly mend each other ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

𝗔 𝗦𝗼𝗳𝘁 𝗗𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸. 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱. Until he disappeared on the wedding day... and left her standing at the altar of humiliation. 𝗩𝗮𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗵𝗶 𝗕𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘄𝗮𝗷's world collapses in front of hundreds of guests-until a powerful solution is forced upon her. 𝗥𝗨𝗗𝗥𝗔𝗞𝗦𝗛 𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗜𝗔. Cold. Untouchable. Dangerous. The man who doesn't believe in love... and doesn't ask for permission. A marriage born out of chaos binds two strangers under one name, one roof, and one fate. She fears him, resents the situation, and struggles to accept a life she never chose. But Rudraksh is not a man who lets go of what he claims. And somewhere between silence, control, and unspoken emotions... Obsession begins to feel a lot like protection.

"How dare you accept his flowers?" Before she could even react, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. Sejal stumbled, her body colliding straight into his chest. Her breath hitched. "I warned you, didn't I?" he said, his jaw tight, eyes dark with something she couldn't fully name... anger, yes but something deeper, more dangerous. His grip tightened. Too tight. His nails unintentionally dug into her skin. "Ouch-!" she winced, her face scrunching in pain. And that's when it happened. The shift. His eyes dropped to her wrist. Red. Marked because of him. As if reality snapped back into place, he immediately let go, his fingers retreating like he'd been burned. "Shit... I-" His voice softened instantly. "I'm really sorry, baby... did it hurt?" he murmured, his thumb brushing lightly over the same spot he had just hurt. The same hand. The same man. Two extremes. Sejal didn't answer. She just looked at him. And for a moment... she didn't know which version of him was real. ~~~ Sejal Sharma. A 19 year old first-year BSc Mathematics student. Soft-hearted. Kind. The kind of girl who finds it easy to love everyone. Everyone... except one person. Dev Dixit. Her brother's best friend. The one person she could never stand. Years ago, when the Dixit family shifted from India to Australia, Sejal had been happy. Relieved, even. Distance meant peace. Or at least that's what she thought. Because life had other plans. Now, she was in Australia too. Living alone in an apartment just a few houses away from the Dixit residence. Same city. Same university. And Dev Dixit? He wasn't just around anymore. He was closer than ever. An MSc first-year student. Older. Sharper. More dangerous than she remembered. And this time...there was no escaping him.

Vidyut Sharma - A twenty-year-old cricket player who carries the weight of expectations on his shoulders and wears silence like a second skin. To most people, he's cold, distant, and impossible to read. The kind of person who keeps conversations short and emotions hidden. But that's not entirely true. With his friends and family, Vidyut is different. The only exception was his father. Vidyut has spent years building walls around himself, convincing himself that nobody could ever get close enough to break them. Then one day, his eyes meet hers. And for a moment, the noise in his head disappears. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Ravya Sharma - An eighteen-year-old girl with a heart far too soft for her own good. Sensitive, emotional, and endlessly caring, she feels everything a little deeper than everyone else. Beneath her bright smiles and gentle nature is a girl who has spent years yearning for a father's love she was never given. A girl who learned to hide her tears before anyone could notice them. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ They were never meant to become each other's favorite person. Until one day, his gaze collides with a pair of eyes he can't seem to look away from. The boy who never paid attention started remembering her smallest things. The boy who never waited for anyone started looking for her in every crowd. The boy who never believed in love found himself falling first And falling harder. Maybe some people are destined to find each other. Even when destiny has other plans. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "What if we don't get our happy ending?" Ravya asked. Vidyut gently pulled her closer and placed her hand on his heart. His gaze fixed on her. "Do you feel that?" Ravya nodded. Vidyut covered her hand with his own. "Every beat belongs to you, jaan." A tear gathered in the corner of her eye. "And if fate separates us?" His jaw tightened. "Then I'll spend every lifetime searching for you until