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.

Adhitan, a 34-year-old man, lost his wife his life partner during her pregnancy. Since then, he has locked himself away from the world, confining himself inside the house where he once lived with his wife... a home now filled only with memories. But what will happen when Kuyili, a 27-year-old psychiatrist, is hired by Adhitan's parents to help bring his life back to normal? And what will happen when, in the process of fixing his life, she slowly becomes an important part of it? A tamil romance with english dialogues~

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

She laughs like nothing has ever hurt her. He sees the flicker she hides. Ira Parekh arrives in Mumbai ready for a new beginning - unaware that someone has been carrying the memory of her voice for an entire year. Kabir Patel never believed in fate. Until the girl he once searched for without a name walks back into his life... smiling. He fell first. She never knew. But some stories don't begin when two people meet. They begin when one of them remembers. And in a city of chaos and dreams, love finds its way - slowly, gently, magically - and become Sukoon of each other

"They were colleagues. Neighbours. Flatmates. She hated him. He... couldn't stop falling for her. And in a city that never sleeps, love was the last thing she expected with him." If you are looking for a novel with tropes,  Enemies to Lovers  Office Romance  Neighbours  With mix of Family Drama Then I hope it's for you.

With fairy lights trembling in the dark. With a name spoken too casually. With a tomorrow that arrived too soon. She was all soft edges and impossible dreams - sunlight pretending not to shine. He was restraint wrapped in silence - the kind of man who never let the world see what he was thinking. Nothing was announced. Nothing was promised. And yet something shifted. A glance that lasted half a second too long. A distance that felt deliberate. A closeness no one acknowledged. Some stories start with love. This one started with inevitability. And by the time they realized what was happening - it was already too late to walk away. Because sometimes the most dangerous thing isn't falling. It's knowing you were always meant to. 🌙✨

"They weren't born ordinary - life shaped them through pain, strength, and shine." The Oberoi sisters and Malhotra brothers don't just live in the spotlight... they own it. But behind the designer gowns, cars and billion-dollar deals lie scars no paparazzi flash can capture. When fate tangles their worlds - old wounds, buried secrets, and forbidden pasts resurface. Love feels like war, trust is a gamble, and every relationship comes with a price tag.But when the past refuses to stay buried, secrets resurface - A part of her lost years ago, "A love story they both forgot, a betrayal that still hurts, and enemies closer than they think." From Paris runways to boardroom battles, kidnappings to kisses - they'll fight for power, revenge, and the kind of love that either saves you... or destroys you. Because in their world,Every glance is a challenge.Every word is a weapon,And every heartbeat... is dangerous. ​

Imran Abdullah Khan. The ruthless CEO everyone fears. Cold. Controlled. Unapproachable. In the corporate world, his name alone is enough to silence a room. He trusts no one, keeps everyone at a distance, and believes emotions only make people weak. Then Haya Khannam enters his life. A doctor with a calm heart, sharp mind, and a quiet strength that refuses to bow down to his authority. She is warm where he is cold. Patient where he is ruthless. Fearless where everyone else trembles. Their families share a complicated history filled with misunderstandings, pride, and unresolved conflicts. When fate forces Haya to stay at the Khan mansion, both of them are pushed into a world of forced proximity, constant arguments, and undeniable tension. What begins as irritation slowly turns into something far more dangerous. Because Haya is the first person who looks at Imran without fear. And Imran is the first man who makes Haya's heart race in ways she never expected. She falls first. But when Imran Abdullah Khan finally falls... He falls harder. What happens when a cold-hearted CEO becomes obsessive about the one woman he tried to stay away from? What happens when family secrets, pride, and past conflicts threaten to destroy the one relationship that was never supposed to exist? Because some love stories are gentle. And some begin with war. But one thing remains true through every misunderstanding, every fight, and every moment of silence. His eyes never lied.

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Some stories begin with love. Some with friendship. And some... with betrayal. #Nee_korinaal_Vaanam_maaratha is a Thanglish story that revolves around friendship, family bonds, love, misunderstandings, and the silent betrayals that change lives forever. Yazh Iniyan's life moves around his chaotic college days, loyal friends, a love that slowly grows, and a family that hides unspoken fears and pain. What starts as laughter and light moments soon takes unexpected turns, when trust is tested, relationships crack, and people closest become the reason for heartbreak. Between friendship that feels like family, love that waits silently, and betrayal that comes from familiar faces, this story explores how one decision can change many lives. When everything seems perfect on the surface, will love survive the truth? Or will betrayal rewrite their destinies? A story where family, friends, love, and pain walk hand in hand. Note: This story is written in Thanglish (Tamil + English).

"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.

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?

CANNOT BE READ AS A STANDALONE Anvaya and Nirav were childhood sweethearts. But it's been ten years-ten whole years-since they even exchanged a word. Now, as fate decides to mess with them one more time, it brings them face-to-face again... and ties them together in an arranged marriage. Will they be able to give themselves a second chance? Was their childhood love just a phase, something they outgrew... or was it something deeper? Did they truly move on in all these years, or was it just an illusion they kept feeding themselves? There's emotional history between Nirav and Anvaya that's crucial to understanding why they act the way they do now. Without knowing what happened in "Is It Just a Phase?" - the ghosting, the teenage heartbreak, the little moments - new readers might not feel the intensity between them as strongly.

2ND BOOK OF #HIS SERIES She fights for justice. He heals with precision. But when fate binds them, even buried secrets can't stay hidden. What begins as a calculated alliance soon spirals into something deeper. But as their hearts inch closer, shadows from the past resurface. Hidden truths, buried traumas, and silent wars rise to the surface-threatening to break them or bind them forever. When love is unexpected and destiny has plans of its own, even the coldest hearts can burn-and the fiercest warriors can fall.

🧠 He's the quiet genius who sees patterns in code. 📚 She's the sharp strategist who sees patterns in people. He hacks systems. She hacks narratives. He's lonely at the top of academic brilliance. She's lonely in a family where her brilliance is invisible.

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

As night falls, the sky gradually changes from a deep blue to a soft gold, blending the hues. A few clouds drift across it slowly, as if they don't care about time. In the distance, the trees leaves whisper together like a soft song as they gently sway in the breeze. In a way, everything around me seems quiet and calm. I slowly make a half-circle while taking in the views. You don't want to rush through this kind of beauty. The kind that makes you forget texts, to-do lists, and boring meetings. But just as I pivot, something catches my eye across the reflective glass of the building. Him. Vedant. He's leaning against the glass wall, on the phone talking to someone-but his gaze isn't on the screen. It's on me. Through the glass, his expression is unreadable, half-shadowed by the building lights, but his attention is unmistakable. He's watching me-not just noticing, but watching. Like he doesn't know whether to walk out and say something or just stand there and keep watching. I blink, momentarily frozen. Then instinctively, I pull myself together-shoulders back, face neutral. It's ridiculous how someone's gaze can make you feel both powerful and exposed at the same time. I tear my eyes away and start walking in the direction where Dinesh is supposed to be waiting, the sound of my footsteps muted by the breeze.

For the souls who once felt homeless within themselves- who learned to live in silence, believing there was no way out, until that emptiness quietly became their life. But then someone arrived unexpectedly, like a gentle storm, erasing the grey and painting their world with colours they had never known before. Slowly, they began to bloom again. Slowly, they began to live. The story of Anahita and Reyansh is something like that. What started as a marriage of convenience slowly turned into their greatest blessing. And now, they are the colours in each other's lives-painting every day with warmth, love, care, and trust.

Two dreams. Two cultures. One thread holding them together. Vahnika's dream was stitched in quiet South Indian nights - but Mumbai's chaos is unravelling her faster than she can sew herself back together. Between whispered cultural jabs and the pressure of a coveted fashion seat, she's ready to quit... until an unexpected stranger sees the thread she's about to break.

"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." 🌹 ----