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Their love story is in book 'nothing but still something' marriage Child before marriage Contract marriage Second chance Biker X Bookish girl From ' something series ' Riya was a girl whose love story was truly unique! She and Rishabh were on the verge of getting married when an unexpected event occurred. Riya discovered that she was going to be the mother of Rishabh's child, even though they weren't officially married yet. Rishabh couldn't believe it, and Riya made the difficult decision to leave him forever. However, fate brought Riya, Rishabh, and their daughter back together after 9 years. It's a story filled with emotions, second chances, and the power of destiny. This story is precious in understanding Riya's journey! Rishabh's journey from being a famous biker and playboy to a gentleman after meeting Riya truly touches the heart! Their love story feels amazing. They both decided to get married and grew incredibly close. But there was a twist that Rishabh was unaware of. On their wedding day, the doctor revealed that Riya was pregnant. Rishabh believed he wasn't the father, but he was still willing to accept the child. Sadly, Riya felt hurt and left him. Rishabh's heart turned cold, and he started to believe that love was just a game. But after 9 years, destiny brought Riya, Rishabh, and their daughter together again. It's a story filled with intense emotions and the power of fate. -What would you do if you discovered a life-changing secret on your wedding day? -Can love truly conquer all, even after years of separation? -Will destiny bring Riya, Rishabh, and their daughter together again? If you want to read their love story, then read "Nothing But Still Something..." because that book contains their love story. And if you have already read "Nothing But Still Something...", then read this book to find out what happened with Riya. 🥀💗
She was the granddaughter of a servant from his household. And he fell for her—at first sight—on a Diwali evening, in the middle of a crowded market glowing with lights. She is just a girl. A girl who wonders, questions, and doubts herself. But to him, she is a celestial grace—something rare and divine, like stars scattered across the night sky. A beauty that feels unreal, like an angel disguised as a human. She is difficult to love, people say. So most choose not to. Yet the way he loves her—deeply, endlessly, in every possible way—makes her believe that maybe she was never too hard to love… just not loved right. She neither likes him nor hates him. But he lives his life only to make her feel loved. She gives up when jealousy creeps in. He claims her in a way that even in his absence, the world still speaks their names together. She teases him with Sanskrit endearments. So he creates one for her—despite not knowing Sanskrit at all. They call him a stone. But for her, he is the softest soul—someone who only wears the mask of a demon because the world forced him to. She overthinks. He over-explains. He loves her—and she loves hearing him say it every single day. He is easy to make jealous. And she enjoys doing it—again and again. “Suniye, Prannath,” she calls, teasing him. “Sunaiye, Prandharini,” he replies, gifting her a name he created just for her. “Aapke bina jee nahi paayenge hum,” she whispers, eyes locked with his. “Hume toh aapko apni nazaron ke saamne dekhe bina… marna bhi manzoor nahi,” he says, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “She is just a maid…” she tries to explain. “And I’m just jealous,” he admits. “Main galat hoon par… main kiski hoon?” she asks innocently. “Meri,” he answers without hesitation. “Haan toh, galti bhi aapki hui na,” she smiles—leaving him unsure whether to laugh or be angry. This is not just a love story. It is chaos and calm, fire and faith, possession and protection. A story where he fell first— but she fell harder. Tropes Chaotic Couple Sunshine × Grumpy He Fell First and Harder Love at First Sight Arranged × Forced Marriage Innocent FMC Obsessed MMC
- 📚: 𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎 𝐊𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐀𝐑 🧿🫧 Every Shade of Love. It's a story weaving four lives, where love takes on every hue: sometimes divine, sometimes dark, sometimes forbidden, sometimes achingly soft. 𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐉𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥: A 25-year-old photographer who lives by "Stree ka moh nark ke dwaar ka sidha rasta hai," yet falls hard for his Banaras wali Radhe 𝐕𝐢𝐝𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐯𝐚: A 22-year-old aspiring journalist dreaming of fame. Love stories are her obsession, though she's never had one. A devoted bhakt of Lord Kanha Ji. 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐦𝐮𝐤𝐡: A 24-year-old rich sunshine boy chasing archaeology dreams-and harboring a secret childhood crush on his best friend's sister. 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐉𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥: A 21-year-old Instagram influencer and gym addict. Pure sunshine wrapped in chaos. 𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗣𝗘𝗦 ꫂ᭪݁ Multi-couple romance | He fell first and harder | Forbidden love | Soft romance + dark romance | Slow burn 𝗟𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘀 ꫂ᭪݁ ᴠɪᴅʏᴀ × ᴋʀɪᴛʜᴀʀᴛʜ ɪꜱʜᴀ × ᴍᴀʜɪʀ NOTE: Standalone read, but check out scenes from the leads in my other book, His Only Prandharini 🧿🫧 Instagram: Sparkle_heart_122 follow me there for spoilers 🌷🫶🏻 - Do not copy my work! ✨️
In the holy chaos of Banaras, where temple bells echo through centuries and the Ganga flows with stories of faith, lives Ganga Thakur - a girl of silence and strength. A surgeon-in-the-making, she stitches bones by day and folds her hands before Lord Shiva by night. Her world is one of prayers, purpose, and poise - where tradition sits beside ambition, and love is not a weakness, but a vow. Hundreds of miles away, in the shadowed streets of Udaipur, a different empire breathes. Built on blood, secrets, and iron discipline - it's ruled by Yudhveer Singh Ranawat, the mafia don no one dares to name out loud. Born royal but bathed in ruthlessness, Yudhveer believes in control, not destiny. In bullets, not bhajans. Where Ganga offers flowers to a shivling, Yudhveer offers nothing - not even a second glance. He has only one rule: never feel. She has only one flaw: she feels too much. When their worlds collide - not with love, but with obligation - the storm that follows will test everything. Faith against fire. Steel against soul. A girl who bows to a god... and a man who thinks he is one. This isn't just a marriage. It's a battleground. Make sure to read the prompts 💋🧿 Do not copy 🤏🏻😔💋In the holy chaos of Banaras, where temple bells echo through centuries and the Ganga flows with stories of faith, lives Ganga Thakur - a girl of silence and strength. A surgeon-in-the-making, she stitches bones by day and folds her hands before Lord Shiva by night. Her world is one of prayers, purpose, and poise - where tradition sits beside ambition, and love is not a weakness, but a vow. Hundreds of miles away, in the shadowed streets of Udaipur, a different empire breathes. Built on blood, secrets, and iron discipline - it's ruled by Yudhveer Singh Ranawat, the mafia don no one dares to name out loud. Born royal but bathed in ruthlessness, Yudhveer believes in control, not destiny. In bullets, not bhajans. Where Ganga offers flowers to a shivling, Yudhveer offers nothing - not even a second glance. He has only one rule: never feel. She has only one flaw: she feels too much. When their worlds collide - not with love, but with obligation - the storm that follows will test everything. Faith against fire. Steel against soul. A girl who bows to a god... and a man who thinks he is one. This isn't just a marriage. It's a battleground. Make sure to read the prompts 💋🧿 Do not copy 🤏🏻😔💋
"𝗗𝗶𝗹 𝗺𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗼 𝗱𝗼𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗿, 𝘁𝘂𝘁 𝗷𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗴𝗮....." 𝗡𝘆𝗮𝗸𝘀𝗵 "𝗞𝗼𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗸𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗸𝗵 𝗹𝗶𝗷𝗶𝘆𝗲... 𝗵𝗮𝗿 𝘁𝘂𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝘂𝗸𝗱𝗲 𝗽𝗲 𝗯𝗵𝗶 𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗳 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗶 𝗻𝗮𝗳𝗿𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗵𝗶 𝗵𝗼𝗴𝗶......" 𝗡𝗼𝗼𝗿 Noor Farooqi is a medical student who has just completed her graduation and is now working as a doctor in her own hospital. She is the sunshine-brave and fearless, afraid of no one but Allah. For her, Allah is watching every step she takes. She loves her family deeply. Nayksh Dhyani, as his name suggests, is someone balanced between power and peace, action, and contemplation. Yes, that's exactly who he is. He always wanted to be a Confectioner, but his father didn't approve. So, he ended up becoming one anyway. He doesn't care about his father's opinion. He doesn't really like his family, except for his mother and sister-they are the only people for whom he would die or take a life. "Marne ke liye humari hi scooty mili hain aapko?" she said angrily, continuing to speak as he silently admired her-not staring, but appreciating. "Kya dekh rahe hain?" she asked in anger. "Nihaar raha hoon, kaisa lagta hain kisi mein kho jana," he whispered softly. He was the first to fall, but one night changed everything-his love turned into deep hate. "Aap mere bhaiya ka kuch nahi bigaad sakte, Allah miya hain unke sath," she said firmly while he tied her hands with ropes He looked into her eyes. "Trust me, Noor, I can ruin his whole existence. Ab tak bas chahat dekhi hain tumne, meri ab nafrat ki baari hain," he said, grabbing her neck-not twisting it, but enough to make her feel his hate was as real as his silent love once was. What's the story? Why this revenge? Is this something new, or just another rivalry tale?
Manvi discovers the true identity of Veer, who is involved in criminal activities. Veer, unaware of Manvi's knowledge, assigns his best friend, Kabir, to find out more about her and obtain her picture and identity. However, things take an unexpected turn when Veer's parents choose Manvi as his wife. Initially reluctant to marry, Veer decides to go through with it after learning about Manvi's knowledge. The marriage is arranged for Manvi, and Veer even provides financial support to her uncle and aunt. Later, Manvi realizes that her groom is the same person she witnessed taking someone's life. Veer makes it clear that she is not his wife but rather a captive. He warns her of dire consequences if she reveals the truth to anyone. However, over time, Veer's feelings for Manvi start to change, and he finds himself falling in love with her..... How does Manvi react when she discovers that Veer is the person she saw taking someone's life? Does she confront him about it, or does she keep it a secret? And what about Veer? Does he ever start to develop feelings for Manvi, or does their relationship remain strained?
Aratrika Joshi: "They say love can wait... but what if it's the light that chases away our shadows?" Meet Aratrika Joshi, the 23-year-old orphan who lost her parents in her teens and rebuilt her sparkle as a Mumbai makeup artist. Bubbly on the outside—think endless giggles, killer contour, and Insta-perfect selfies—she's not just in love with herself; she's obsessed. A walking affirmation of "main apni favorite hoon," yet there's one exception to her self-worship: her secret crush, the man who unknowingly owns her heart. She's pure sunshine, warming every room she enters. Vardhan Raghuvanshi: "A king stands alone. Love is a throne built on ruins—better to rule without it." Then there's Vardhan Raghuvanshi, the self-made CEO at 29, forged in the fires of a brutal past. Life—or those hidden scars—taught him to armor up: he respects women from afar, but love? Not a chance. Girls flock, but he builds empires alone, king of his concrete jungle. She's the scar from his childhood he's been fighting to erase—yet here she is, her light piercing his darkness. She faked her resume to snag the PA job at his feet, desperate to orbit his world. He saw through the lies in seconds... and hired her anyway. Obsession? No. Revenge? Nah. Something from the past? Definitely. In the glittering chaos of Mumbai's high-rises and hidden heartbreaks, their game of thrones begins—where love waits, but old wounds don't. Read 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖚𝖎𝖓'𝖘 𝖗𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊 to know more! ₊˚ʚ 🌸ᗢʚ🧿˚₊ ⊹
She was raised in Mathura, with faith in Krishna and hatred for politics. He was crowned in Jaipur, born to rule kingdoms and command fear. Gaurvi Vrindalesh - a 25-year-old fashion designer, broken once and unwilling to trust again. Her devotion belongs only to her family and her God. She hates rivalries, and she hates him. Vardhan Singh Shekhawat - the 29-year-old King of Jaipur, cunning politician, and ruthless ruler. To the world, he is power and legacy. To her, he is the face of an enemy she cannot forgive. But for him... she is not an enemy at all. She is an obsession. A goddess he has secretly worshipped for two years, ever since he saw her dance like devotion itself. Bound by a rivalry as old as blood, fate ties them in a bond neither can escape. She trusts no one, not even him. But for him, she is the only truth, the only trust, the only throne worth kneeling before. When hate and obsession collide, will love to survive the fire?
Pratha, on the other hand, is Riya's best friend and had a strong crush on Garv. She fell for him even without meeting him in person, as they only interacted online through an app. Pratha's feelings grew stronger over time, to the point where she wanted to marry Garv. However, Garv rejected her proposal, explaining that he didn't see a future in their relationship and didn't want to hurt her. After seven years, fate brought Garv and Pratha together at a party in Delhi, where they finally met face to face. It was a surprising moment for both of them, as they realized that they had been following each other on Instagram for all those years, even though they weren't particularly close friends. Will Garv's reservations about marriage still stand in the way of their potential relationship? - How will Pratha react when she sees Garv again after all these years? - Will their online connection translate into a strong bond when they meet in person? - What role will destiny play in bringing them together? - Can they overcome the complexities of their past choices and find a way to be together? - Will their feelings for each other withstand the test of time and distance? start reading...💝💐
Keshana - a married girl who unexpectedly became the third wheel in her own love story. She was never the villain, yet the world made her feel like one. She loved deeply, healed beautifully, and dreamed fearlessly-only to watch each dream shatter in front of her eyes. She mended him, only to find herself breaking in the process. She loved him so much that she began to hate herself. This is not a story of love, hate, or revenge. This is her story. Told entirely from her perspective-raw, real, and heartbreakingly honest. She loved someone who already belonged to someone else. She was never the main character in his story - but in this one, she finally is. Read "The Pure Dhwani" Only on scroll stack by @sparkle_heart_122
𝘽𝙊𝙊𝙆 #2 𝙤𝙛 𝙎𝙊𝙐𝙇 𝙎𝙀𝙍𝙄𝙀𝙎 ♡ 𝗗𝗘𝗗𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 ♡ "𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙠𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙤𝙧, 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧." ♡ 𝗕𝗟𝗨𝗥𝗕 ♡ "Rooh, tell me who the hell raised hands on you!" Parikshit thundered, his anger boiling over. He grasped her shoulder tightly, pulling her closer. Rooh struggled, her body trembling as she cried. "Let me go!" she pleaded, her voice choked. "Not until you tell me," Parikshit insisted, his grip unyielding. Rooh's tears fell like torrential rain, streaming down her face. Her shoulders shook, and her body convulsed. "P-apa," she stammered, the word barely audible. Parikshit's face contorted in shock and rage. "Your father?" he growled, his voice low and menacing. Rooh nodded, her eyes welling up with fresh tears. Parikshit's grip loosened, and he pulled her into a tight embrace. #Roohkit DONT COPY !! ORIGINAL NOVEL. BY : @sparkleheart Don't copy anything !! 🥰🔪
"But I love y-you," she stammered, her voice barely audible. She hoped against hope that her confession would change something, that it would make him stay. However, his response was like a slap in the face. "Too late to give us a chance," he said, his voice cold and detached. "I'll never love you again." He slammed his fist against the wall, the sound echoing through the room like a death knell. With that, he turned and left, leaving her shattered and alone. The door creaked shut behind him, symbolizing the end of their relationship. She collapsed to the floor, her tears mingling with despair. Why had fate conspired against them? Why had one misunderstanding destroyed their love? The questions swirled in her mind like a vortex. As she wept, memories flooded her thoughts - laughter, whispers, and promises. All lost now, forever tainted by the pain of his rejection. Priya Mathur × Krithik Rajawat #Prithik# Don't copy anything!! An original novel by @sparkle_heart_122 COMING SOON...!! ♡
Book 1 of 'Soul Series ' Raped woman Rude Ceo × Sunshine girl Revenge marriage Marriage of convenience Replaced groom Traumatic past She fell first, but he fell harder Royal book . . . . . . Vanya Chaturvedi, a girl living a peaceful life, faced a devastating incident when she was raped by three men. Afterward, she decided to leave her town and move to Rajasthan for a fresh start. . Rajveer Agnivanshi, a man with a mysterious past and a traumatic history, holds his family dear and prioritizes his work above all else. . One day, when Vanya's groom discovered that she had been raped, he not only insulted her but also her family. Rajveer Agnivanshi happened to be present and took a bold step by marrying her instead of the original groom. But the question remains: Did he marry her out of revenge or because he truly loves her?
"Then where did you go, huh?" Kiara's voice pierced through the room, her words sharp like daggers aimed at my heart. I fought to maintain a smile, a facade to hide the turmoil within me, a battle I was losing with each passing moment. "Wherever destiny will take me," I responded, my voice barely above a whisper, my attempt at composure crumbling under the weight of my emotions. "Tu sach mein kuch nahi karegi, uski shaadi hai aaj... Shivansh kisi aur ka ho jayega agar tune aaj use sach nahi bataya toh," Kiara's words cut through me, stirring a tempest of conflicting feelings inside. Shivansh, the one I loved so deeply, the one who held my heart in his hands, was about to embark on a new journey without me by his side. The thought of revealing my truth, risking the bond between him and his family, tore at my soul, a sacrifice I wasn't sure I could make. I whispered, "And batane se kya badal jayega, Kiara... shaadi koi mazak nahi hai, and he is marrying the girl he l-loves," my voice trembling, tears threatening to spill over. Love, a word that held both joy and pain in its embrace, a feeling that bound me to Shivansh in ways I couldn't explain. He was my guardian angel, the light in my darkest moments, the reason I still believed in love despite the impending ache in my heart. Kiara's grip on my hand was firm as she led me to the mirror, forcing me to confront my reflection. In that moment, as I gazed at the reflection of a woman torn between love and sacrifice, the depth of my emotions mirrored in my eyes, I knew that the path ahead held both heartache and healing, a journey I had to face with courage and grace. I gaze into the mirror. "See, she is the only girl he truly loves. Why can't you see it? Nothing has changed even today. If you reveal the truth to him, he won't choose Shanvi for marriage. Shanvi isn't the one he loves... And do you believe that when he discovers the truth, he won't forgive you... never, never, Vanshika." Kiara attempted to make me realize that I was wrong, and I acknowledge my mistake, but I feel so helpless. I can't allow myself to love him. I must turn that love into hatred. I know it won't be simple, which is why I wished to flee this country so he couldn't track me down. "No matter how many good deeds you've done in your life, people forget them in just a moment if you make even one mistake." Kiara's words pierced my heart, and tears flowed uncontrollably down my face. "I feel so helpless, Kia... I don't want to lose him, but I can't have him either. I can't bring myself to hate him, yet I can't keep loving him either. I know I'm not the perfect match for him," I uttered amidst tears streaming down my cheeks. Kiara enveloped me in a tight embrace, trying to soothe my cries, but the tears seemed beyond my control. "I've tried so hard, but I couldn't make him mine. If a lie brings him happiness, then I'll willingly live a life of deceit," I confessed through sobs. "But what if he discovers that Shanvi isn't the one he loves?" Kiara questioned. "If I can't be the one he loves, then I must accept being part of his hatred," I declared, wiping away my tears. So, how's the prologue ? Let me know in the comments section. Make sure to vote so that it motivates me, and I will be able to write the chapter more perfectly ✨️🤍💋 For now, bye-bye My Sunflowers 🤍💋✨️ Vanshika Chauhan "I wish you loved me as much as I love you." Shivansh Nimavat " You have to hate me cause love isn't for us." ♡ They both love each other but still can't show it ♡ Their hearts wanted them to be together, but destiny didn't always go according to our plan ♡ Tropes ♡ [ Old school love ,Soft heart female lead , Naughty male lead , Age gap , family friends , one-sided love , She fell first and harder , misunderstanding , childish girl , He is soft, but only for her ,play boy, but no for her ] Shivansh × Vanshika An original novel by : @sparkle_heart_122 Don't try to copy even a little thing !! ❌️
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