Desilove Stories

Book 1 of the 'Dil ke Rishtey' series ♡ Akshara Anand x Sanjay Singhania ♡ He stole her first kiss 💋 So, she stole his only heart ❤️ Akshara Anand never believed in drama outside of movies - until she stepped into her new college in Mumbai. Innocent and bubbly, she just wanted to focus on her internship and studies... But then he happened. Sanjay Singhania - the name that makes everyone shiver. Ruthless. Obsessive. Dangerous. A final-year student with more power than the entire college combined... and a billionaire feared by many. From the very first day, Akshara finds herself trapped in his world - a world she pretends not to recognize too well. He's ready to own her, even if she hates him for it. "From now on, you're mine. No one will touch you, claim you, or even look at you - because you're mine." But behind Sanjay's cold heart are secrets and storms that could destroy them both. And behind Akshara's innocent eyes... lies something even darker. 💔 Enemies to lovers 🔥 College romance with dark twists ⚡ Obsession. Power. Secrets. 💣 Bully x Innocent - or maybe not so innocent? #1 in bullytolover on 03/11/2025. #1 in collegestories on 09/11/2025. #1 in collegeromance on 17/12/2025. #1 in enemiestolovers on 18/12/2025. #1 in billionaire on 20/12/2025.

Tara Chakraborty... a simple, Plus size, soft-hearted girl whose heart breaks even at the slightest thing. And Ranveer... a man whose anger, possessiveness, and cold behavior are beyond comprehension. Between them begins a story filled with more pain than love, more misunderstanding than trust, and more control than care. One mistaken suspicion... One false smile... And Kriti's innocent act of ma. king things dirty... All of this turns Tara's life into a living hell in a matter of seconds. Ranveer, the man Tara loved with all her heart... One day, he burns her hands-all because of a misunderstanding. And Tara's heart cries out for just one thing: "I wish I had never seen Ranveer..." But fate has something else in store for them both. After Ranveer learns the truth... will he let Tara distance herself from him o r... will he assert even more authority over her? A story filled with 🔥 jealousy 🔥 betrayal 🔥 intense emotions 🔥 dangerous passion Because sometimes... the person you love the most, hurts you the deepest. . . . Published 13/30/2025. Reach 20k 12/1/2026. Reach 30k 1/2/2026. Reach 40k 22/2/2026.

They were sitting in the car as he drove through the quiet streets. She kept asking him where they were going, but he stayed silent because he knew the truth would hurt her. When the car entered a familiar lane, she suddenly realized where they were. She looked at him and said, "Hum yahan kyun aaye hain?" (Why are we here?) Her expression changed as she understood everything. She looked at him with pain in her eyes and said, "Tum bhi unhi mardon jaise ho, tumne bhi mujhe dhoka diya" (You are just like the other men around me, you also lied to me) ✿✿✿✿✿✿ He was dragging her along the empty road, holding her wrist tightly as they moved forward. She stumbled behind him, confused and breathless, unable to understand why he was helping her at all. Finally she pulled her hand slightly and asked, "Tum meri madad kyun kar rahe ho? Tumhara iraada kya hai?" (Why are you helping me? What are your intentions with me?) He suddenly stopped walking. For a moment, he just looked at her. Then a slow smirk appeared on his face as he leaned closer, his voice low enough to make her shiver. "Agar mera iraada bilkul bhi acha na ho toh?" (What if my intention with you is not good at all?)

Delhi has two worlds. One that follows the law... And one that rules it. At the center of the underworld stands Abhimaan Thakur - the ruthless king of the Thakur Empire. Cold, powerful and feared by everyone who dares to cross his path. For him, power is everything. Until Meera enters his life. A woman with kindness in her heart and strength in her soul - the only person who sees the man behind the monster. But love is dangerous in the world of mafia. While the Thakur brothers rule Delhi, another empire rises in the shadows. Aryaveer Rathore. A cold strategist. A rival king. A man with a broken past. As alliances break, secrets unfold and enemies close in, the underworld is pushed toward a bloody war. But the biggest threat... Is not the enemies they see. It's the one controlling everything from the shadows. In a world of power, betrayal, revenge and love, one question remains- Can love survive in a kingdom built on blood?

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⚖️ 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 & 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇 🔥🕊️ He's all muscle, silence, and unresolved demons. A 6'6" billionaire with a tattooed arm, a tormented soul, and danger in his eyes. Daniel Qureshi doesn't need saving - But he might just need HER. She's all calm, faith, and fearlessness. Dilkash Shaikh, the bold, brilliant, undefeated lawyer in heels sharp enough to kill and a tongue even sharper. Wrapped in elegance and edge . Religious.Ruthless. Respected. Her trust is earned, not given. Her standards? Unreachable. And She is completely untouchable. They shouldn't collide. But fate never asks for permission. In snowy Switzerland, two untouchable storms crash - And between poetic scars, stolen glances, colder silences, and heat they pretend doesn't exist... They'll either destroy each other. Or heal wounds no one else could ever touch. But this isn't a love story. It's a war - fire and faith -- burning in silence. - ✨ A dangerous combination.

"Mera Mehboob Hamsafar --- 1. "Kuch safar dil se likhe jaate hain... aur kuch, dard se." 💔 2. "Mohabbat thi - lekin manzilen alag thi." 🌙 3. "Usne mohabbat ki, lekin kismet ne imtihan likha." 🕊️ 4. "Woh mera tha... par waqt ne use mujhse door kar diya." 💫 5. "Ek kahani mohabbat, intezaar aur takraar ki." 🌹 ----

In a world where justice and darkness walk the same streets, Atharva Yadhuvanshi is the man people trust to hunt monsters. A fearless CBI officer, known for his ruthless investigations and unbreakable moral code, he has spent years chasing criminals who believe they can escape the law. But the most dangerous criminal he will ever hunt... is the woman he cannot stop being drawn to. Akanksha Roy Singhania looks like perfection - graceful, intelligent, and untouchably elegant. To the world, she is calm and composed. But inside her mind lives another shadow. A darker persona. A silent predator. Haunted by Dissociative Identity Disorder, Akanksha lives with a fractured identity - one that hides a ruthless killer who leaves behind bodies and unanswered questions. When Atharva begins investigating a string of brutal murders, every clue leads him closer to a truth he isn't ready to face. Because the woman he is falling for... might also be the monster he is hunting. In a story filled with psychological twists, dark secrets, obsession, and forbidden love, the line between hunter and prey begins to blur. And when love collides with madness... Who will survive the truth?

The Story begins in North Kolkata in West Bengal. It's the year 1984! Life here moves slow like the hand pulled cart that creaks every morning. A team bell echoed faintly from the main road, and the smell of freshly cooked luchi drifted through the air. In the peaceful streets of a neighborhood, two- storey house stand face to face. Balcony facing the neighbour 's house, where the love story begins. In one house lives CHITRA BASU, a quiet and dreamy girl. In the other house lives DEVANSH MUKHERJEE, a calm and oberstant boy. Their story begins with a simple glance across the balcony......... And slowly turns into a love neither of them ever expected.

Dr. Aakriti Rawat has always believed she lived a normal life. A respected gynecologist. A quiet routine between the hospital and home. Nothing extraordinary. Until the messages start. At first they seem harmless,anonymous flowers, notes that know a little too much about her day, shadows that feel like they've been there before. Someone is watching her. Someone who knows where she works. When she leaves. What she likes. Someone who sees everything. Ritvik Khurana built his empire on control. As the CEO of an elite security agency, observing people is second nature to him. He notices patterns. Weaknesses. Habits. And the moment he saw Aakriti Rawat, she became the one pattern he couldn't ignore. What started as curiosity slowly turned into something darker... something obsessive. He knows her routines. Her fears. The way she tucks her hair behind her ear when she's nervous. Aakriti believes she's being stalked. What she doesn't know... Is that the man who looks at her like he could protect her from anything. Is the one who's been watching her all along. Because sometimes the most dangerous person isn't hiding in the shadows. Sometimes, he's standing right in front of you.

"Duty first." He says it like a rule. Like a prayer. Like something carved into bone. And she nods...even when her heart wants to ask,"And me?" This is not a love story that begins with stolen glances. It begins with family decisions. Horoscopes matched. Steel trunks packed. A wedding under the weight of olive green. The nineties. Landline calls that end too soon. Handwritten letters that smell like ink and longing. Army quarters where wives learn the sound of boots before they learn the rhythm of their husband's breathing. They were strangers when the sindoor was placed. Strangers when the regiment called his name louder than she ever could. Strangers... who slowly started choosing each other in the quiet after the bugle call. He belongs to the nation. She belongs to the vow. And somewhere between salutes and suppressed desires, love begins to bloom..not loudly, not rebelliously, but devotionally. This is a story of officers who will always choose the border over the bed. Of wives who will fold their loneliness like a neatly pressed uniform. Of couples who do not fall in love at first sight...but kneel into it,day by day,like prayer. It is about more than one marriage. More than one longing. Brothers in uniform. Brides learning to love men who were trained never to need. Some will fight their own hearts. Some will almost break. Some will whisper, "Stay,"even when they know he will leave at dawn. Because here, desire burns. But duty wins. And yet..love does not lose. It transforms. It waits. It worships. "After the nation," he tells her softly one night, folding his uniform with careful hands, "there is only you." And for a soldier's wife in the nineties, that is not second place. That is everything.

SIDDARDTH THEVAR :- A 24 year old charismatic son of VEERENDHRA THEVAR, The biggest business tycoon who is ruling the corporate world over South India with iron fist. Standing at 6 foot 3 inches, Siddardth is all ruthless, full of attitude, and completely bad boy type in the university. Even though he gets all girls swooning for his football games, handsome looks, and dusky flawless Greek God body, he doesn't give shit about them, not even looks. He loves his friends and family but we can say his love for his father is a little too much. He's clear with himself that he's never a believer in love or destiny "There was a quiet danger in the way he stood, like a storm that hadn't decided whether to stay calm or destroy everything." ANANYA VARMA: A 19 year old, dangerously beautiful daughter of RAMCHANDRA VARMA, The Education Minister of State of A.P. who has connections all over India. Standing at 5 foot 2 inches, Ananya is cute, sweet, stubborn, with squishable chubby cheeks. Loves her family so much but hates that they won't let her explore so she's determined to study her designing course in Chennai along with her bestie. She has past trauma from her childhood since her mother died in an accident, from then she gets panic attacks really badly that's why her father and brother are all protective over her. She's a believer of fate and 'true love once in a life'. "She carried innocence in her eyes, stubbornness in her heart, and a sweetness that made people forget the world was harsh." What will happen when fate brings them together? for further more details jump right into the story and enjoy!!.

🌸Jo bhi jitne pal jiyoon, unhein tere sang jiyoon Jo bhi kal ho ab mera, usey tere sang jiyoon Jo bhi saansein main bharoon, unhein tere sang bharoon Chahe jo ho raasta, usey tere sang chaloon🌸 ___________________________________________ Kashish And Aryan grew up in the same lane,same school where childhood memories cling to every wall.Things come to change when they both part ways due to some personal issues.Will they ever meet again?🙈 _________________________________________________

mohabbat jab rooh se ho toh shaqs dubara kisi aur ki taraf dekh bhi nahi sakta 😭 💗🧿

This is a wholesome tale about 4 childhood bestfriends who are figuring out life together. But when fate intervenes they are now face to face with their destiny, that is 8 intertwined lives filled with love, chaos and laughter♡ ☆☆☆ "I think, with you 3 by my side I could walk through hell and back" "Yeah cuz even hell wouldn't be able to tolerate us, they'd throw us out", Zara managed to say midst her laughter "Bruh, I was trying to be deep, what's with the truth bomb" ☆☆☆ Maya × Manik "Never in my life had I thought I'd fall in love with someone, but you just had to prove me wrong", she sighed. "I love you, please just express yourself to me, teach me how to love you and I'll give you everything that I can" •Midnight rain × Sun •Grumpy gf × Golden Retriever bf ☆☆☆ Zara × Hamza "Have a heart? This is a strict business and I prohibit any mistake, anyone of you who dares to question me can hand me their resignat.." *thud* a box full of documents fall at his feet, "sorry, not the best time huh" Zara squints as she sees all eyes on her, Hamza immediately helped her pick up the box "carefully there, wouldn't wanna hurt yourself" •Sunshine × Sunshine protector •Cold to everyone but her ☆☆☆ Shakti × Rudra He had never once crossed that boundary, he always close enough to feel her warmth but far enough to never cross the line Before he could realise it he just blurted it out, it was too much to hold it in now. "I really love you, you know?" "I know." She smiled with her eyes "Ofcourse you do, why wouldn't you." He said as he shook his head in affection. •She fell first × He fell harder •friends to lovers ☆☆☆ Inaya × Bilal "What do you even want? Huh?" She had had enough of his shit, he was on thin ice and he knew it. You. You. You. Just say it you coward. But he knew he wasn'tbrave enough yet, so he settled upon, "Your designs, Your studio and Your customers". •Enemies to lovers •He fell first and harder

Prashant Pandey is everything the world admires. Confident, charming, and impossible to ignore. But the version he gives them isn't real. Not like the one he shows me. With me, he's chaos wrapped in silence. With me, he's the broken parts he hides. And I hate him for what he's done. I hate that I still want him. His touch. His pain. His truth. Him. Ira Solanki used to be the girl I would've burned the world for. But that girl is gone. And the woman who took her place? I can't love her without destroying her. I'm colder now. Harsher. I don't let her in, not like before. I hurt her because it's easier than holding her. Because it's the only way I know how to let her go. We don't fit. We break. Over and over again. But no matter how far we fall, we keep reaching for each other through every fight, every scar, every memory that won't let go. This isn't a love story. It's a war. And somehow, we're both losing.

She walks through life quietly, carrying the weight of her world alone. With no parents by her side, she keeps her pain hidden behind a gentle smile. Life has been harsh, yet she keeps moving forward, finding little sparks of happiness even in the darkest moments. Alone, yet unbroken; silent, yet strong. But will anyone ever notice the storms behind her eyes? Can someone reach the girl who has learned to face the world on her own? ◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇ He is a Mafia king, rich, guarded, and fiercely independent. Betrayal has made him distant from love, and he keeps people at arm's length. His anger is sharp, his walls are high, but beneath the cold exterior lies someone who feels everything deeply and silently. Untouchable, yet not unfeeling. But who will dare to break through his walls? Can anyone make him trust love again? ◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆ What will happen when they are forced into a marriage? Will their hearts find love, or will they remain worlds apart? Can two souls, so different and guarded, ever trust each other enough to stay together-or will fate keep them apart forever? "Can hearts so guarded ever beat as one?" #forcedmarriage #mafia x innocent #hate to love #revenge #broken x broken

#1 romancedrama 28.1.2026 #1 rivalstolovers 28.1.2026 #1 twistandturn 15.2.2026 #1 rollercoaster 15.2.2026 #2 mustread 17.2.2026 #4 softcore 28.1.2026 It's a soft, romantic, sweet, lovestory. You are gonna have a total roller-coaster experience. ****** "Slow down, topper," a deep voice said. I froze. Aarav Rathore was crouched down, picking up my books - my books - the same guy who looked like he'd rather fight someone than help them. "Sorry," I muttered, pushing my hair behind my ear. He glanced up. His eyes were dark brown, almost black. Dangerous, but... tired. Like he'd lived more years than he was supposed to. "It's fine," he said. "You should look where you're going though. You're too..." He paused, eyes narrowing slightly. "Soft." My cheeks warmed. "I'm not soft." He raised an eyebrow. "Sure."

🌸 A Love Unconfessed - description Suhana loved Anant. Anant loved her too - without realizing it. He never understood the depth of his feelings, until the day Suhana walked away and everything felt too late. Three years later, fate brings them face to face again - with unspoken words, buried emotions, and a love that was never confessed. Will love get the second chance it deserves, or will regret always arrive before courage? Come, let's dive into their world of love. #ALoveUnconfessed #Romance #LoveStory #SilentLove #TooLate #SlowBurn #IndianRomance #Heartbreak #EmotionalStory #FirstLove

𝐇𝐞 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥. Baldev Singh Thakur was in power. An MLA's son. Meerut's untouchable name. A man who never lost control. Until she slapped him. On stage. In front of the city. And then kicked him. The video went viral. His pride was shattered. His father ordered her death. But Baldev chose revenge. Within twenty-four hours, she was his wife, sindoor, mangalsutra, and a marriage forced under guns. But when hatred turns into obsession, who really loses control? Will she break under his power... Or will she become the only woman capable of bringing Baldev Singh Thakur to his knees? He thought he would handle her. Handle his father. Handle the scandal. Until his own brother arrived at the Thakur haveli, standing beside his secretly married wife. And his closest friend married another girl, shaking the very foundation of the Thakur legacy. What began as humiliation turned into a war inside his own house. Now the question isn't who controls Meerut. It's who will survive the fire inside the Thakur family. 𓂃 ִֶָ𐀔 Dark Romance | Mafia Politics | Power Play | Enemies to Lovers ⚠️ Warning: Obsession, morally grey hero, violence, and a love story that doesn't ask for permission. ▶Translation of Hindi is Available. *Highly Mature Content* Copyright @ authorswati -ˋˏ ༻❁✿❀༺ ˎˊ- 🎖️TOP RANKING: #1 in MEERUT #3 in SCHOOLTEACHER #3 in WETDREAMS #6 in ASPIRATIONS #9 in VILLAIN ROMANCE #10 in WATTPADDREAMWORKERSCONTEST2014 #14 in WATTPADFICTION