Sometimes your heart needs more time to accept what your mind already knows. This is the story of Aranv and Khushi who were only meant to be passengers on a short journey but when someone they both love more than anything comes in between them and change their journey, what choice do they have? Arnav, father of a 3-year-old girl finds the best nanny one could ask for. Khushi, a final year Child Phycology student finds the best job in the world. He is introverted when she is extrovert, He is short-tempered when she is soft-spoken, He is unreasonable when she is being reasonable, He is irrational when she is rational, He has a heart full of hatred and anger while she has a heart full of love and empathy He believes in revenge and she believes in forgiveness, He hates love and she loves love, But the common thing they both have is their affection for Arnav's 3-year-old Sifu. For Khushi, it was only a job. She loved kids, Sifu is an amazing kid and her handsome devil of a boss is hardly home so Khushi had nothing to fear. But what happens when Arnav starts to spend more time at home? Khushi knew she is attracted to her ruthless boss. For Arnav, she was a nanny for his baby girl. She was professional and she loved Sifu as her own. Sifu loved being around Khushi so what's the problem? The problem started when he also enjoyed being around Khushi. Please join this will they won't they story to find out what has been stored for these two individuals.

❛ℓσνє ỉѕ ησт ѕσмєтнιηց уσυ, ցσ συт αηԃ ℓσσк ƒσя! ℓσνє ƒιηԃѕ уσυ αηԃ ωнєη ιт ԃσєѕ; яєαԃу σя ησт; ιт ωιℓℓ вє тнє вєѕт тнιηց тσ єνєя нαρρєη тσ уσυ❜ ❥︎❣︎❥︎❣︎❥︎❣︎❥︎❣︎❥︎❣︎❥︎❣︎❥︎❣︎❥︎♥︎❥︎❣︎❥︎❣︎❥︎❣︎❥︎❣︎❥︎❣︎ Khushi Kumari Gupta is a charming and kind-hearted girl who lives in Lucknow with her foster family. Despite being adored by her father and aunt, she does not receive the same love and affection from her mother and sister. Nevertheless, Khushi is always willing to do anything for her family, even though she knows they dislike her. However, their mistreatment of her has left her broken and emotionally scarred. She is constantly subjected to verbal abuse and has even faced an attempt on her life by her own family. This incident changed her life completely, as she unknowingly becomes the love and obsession of someone else. On the other hand, her foster sister Sheetal is the complete opposite of Khushi, being selfish and only caring about herself. In pursuit of her dreams of becoming a successful model, Sheetal runs away from her own wedding and betrays her boyfriend, Arnav Singh Raizada. To save their reputation in society, the Gupta family makes Khushi sit in the marriage mandap instead of Sheetal, leading to a significant turning point in Khushi's life. ꧁☘︎꧂꧁☘︎꧂꧁☘︎꧂ ꧁☘︎꧂ But, surprise... surprise... Even after learning that his bride was switched, the wealthy billionaire didn't show any signs of shock or anger. Instead, he proudly introduced her as his wife to the world. This is a story of undying love that began in childhood and transcended all obstacles. The billionaire's love for his childhood sweetheart was so strong that it endured even after she was tak

Hello Readers! This was originally a Bepannaah/Adiya fanfic, but I am publishing this story as an Arshi fanfic as well. I hope this fandom enjoys this story just as much as Adiya fans did. Description: A marriage of convenience between Arnav and Kushi. A tragedy brought them together and both knew they can never love each other. But then why were they drawn to each other? Why couldn't they stop themselves from coming closer? See their relationship develop in this new love story. "Tum meri zindagi mein sukoon le ke ayi...lekin tum zaroorat kab ban gayi patha hi nahin chala..." DISCLAIMER: The concept is inspired from the movie Bewafa, so I take no credit for that. I also take no credit for the characters of Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon or the pictures. HOWEVER, this story's development, the scenes, and the dialogues are mine. Any similarities to other works is purely coincidence. Any inspirations or references to other works...I will credit to at the end of chapters. This story will be in English, with some dialogues and lines in Hindi. Please forgive me for any grammatical mistakes as Hindi is not my first language. Plagiarism will not be tolerated under any circumstances. Remember, even "inspirations" require credit so please be respectful of my work just like I give credit to whoever I am inspired by. Lastly, please let me know if you like this story. I love reading comments. Feedback is always welcome, as long as you keep it constructive. Thank you so much for giving this story a chance! I'm hoping to connect with Arshi fans through this story.

Khushi and Arnav were enjoying their rabba ve moments after their remarriage. Arnav showered her with love but still enjoyed riling her up just to see her laal naak. Icing on the cake was her blush especially when Nani and Di teased her about the next chapter of "the ArShi love story" - the arrival of the Raizada heir. However, Sankadevi had made it clear that till her Laad Governor made himself more "kid-friendly", they will not start planning. Little did she know then, that in the time to come, this innocent wish of hers will bring a storm in the lives of the Raizada parivaar. DISCLAIMER This is a work of fiction and it is not purported to be part of the original show's canon. Majority of the characters, their origin stories, and settings used in this work belong to Gul Khan's / 4 Lions Films' Indian Television Show Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon? I do not own any of the characters or original storylines, only the plot of this fanfic. Any names, events, characters and/or places mentioned are used in a fictitious manner and any resemblance to actual events, business, locales or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The fanfic is for entertainment purposes and intends no disrespect or harm to any individual or community.

This is a Short Story related to Arnav and Khushi's contract/hate marriage track. On their wedding night what if Arnav couldn't bear to let Khushi sleep outside in cold Delhi air? Can there be a different end to the torturous night? Can he really hate her? Peep in to find out.. Disclaimer: Explosive content. Not for the faint hearted. Vanilla people stay away! 🙃 Praises from my Lovely Readers: - I wish IPK could be rewinded and the CVs had read this...Kaash...Nevertheless, the only way we can get to see how we want our Arshi behaving is only through creative fans and writers like you. Superb. : by UshaVijay5 - You really hit the top 10 by offering this story to me. Thank you very much. I'm really a sworn fan of the ArShi theme of stories. And I really read this story in one go. - By GenuteVaisviliene - Soo good I loved your story. My heart is like ' Abhi na jao chor ke ' but it ended. Hope to see more works from you. - By AnamikaAcharjee - Awesome dear . Lovd it n beautifuly written - ByGod6812 - You are ending your story soo soon, please don't end it . - By Priyam18, GarimaShrivasatava, jkarayi - Beautiful pendown - By AnilaMohan5

This is the edited version of Humdard. ~~~~~~ The questions escaped his throat hastily, as the hammering against his chest increased ten folds. He was already in half tremors as he waited with bated breaths, for the woman to continue, to reveal. The lady frowned, then looked around and lastly, deepened her frown. "Payal hasn't been informed yet?" "In-informed about what?" He asked feeling on the brink of losing it. Something was not right. His sixth sense hinted and it was proven right, dead right the very next minute. The lady glanced at her red hands, shaking her head in pity. "That Khushi attempted suicide. She jumped, off the terrace. They just took her to the hospital."

After seeing them leaving to Paris.. He was totally broken.. He didn't return back to Raizada Mansion but drove to his Apartment.. He slammed the apartment door in anger and frustrated.. He hate being alone and more than that he won't get to see them ever in his life.. He marched towards the mini bar and took out his whiskey bottle and start to gulp his drinks after one to another.. But whiskey wasn't working for him today like it were when she wasn't with him.. His mind was pounding.. He too was in pain but no one understand him.. He too lost his daughter but no one understand his grief.. He gulped down his sorrow and walked to his room.. His step was imbalance.. While his body was hitting the walls trying to hold it so he won't collapse on the floor.. He slowly marched towards his room which accompanied him for past 4 years.. He feel he was again on the same spot.. He could feel the same gloomy wind and same question running in his mind.. The same inner turmoil.. He fell on the bed and closed his eyes so the slumber will took over him and hoping it was just a nightmare but it didn't happen in his ways.. His eyes moist when image of his little family flashed in his mind.. The tear of his son.. The pain of his wife..

The day meant to be the best day of her life had turned out to be the worst one. Celebration of love and harmony, which the night was supposed to be, ended up as the witness to bloodshed and hatred. With the stench of corpses choking her and the sight of mutilated bodies shattering her, Khushi stood benumbed, decked up in exquisite bridal finery, and the signs of a newly married woman shining brightly against her paled demeanor and the blood which had splayed against her; the blood of her own, maybe of her own father. Her father's lifeless body was strewn across several others and her mother's breathing yet lost body hovered over his; her hollow and teary eyes pleading him to rise and embrace her but her efforts were in vain. But that was not the only agony killing her from inside. The affliction of betrayal, from her own husband, on the wedding day, after reiteration of his love from the passionate ministrations on their first night together, felt like the worst nightmare coming true. From the pieces of her broken heart, the resolve to avenge arose and Khushi Gupta was not the one to let her heart's desire be unheard. Deceit for a deceit, eye for an eye, heart for a heart, so what if the world ends or goes blind? After all, all is fair in love and war and Arnav Singh Raizada had turned her love into the inspiration for a bloody war. ~Stab the body and it heals, but injure the heart and the wound will last for a lifetime.~ Banner: @KoeliDalmiya

His heart was a fortress, haunted by the warmth he pushed away, scarred by the silence he forced between them, all because he believed she deserved more than the broken pieces he could offer. And, her heart was a battlefield, bruised by all the words he never said and all the love he refused to show. But no walls are unbreakable, and no heart can stay silent forever. Sooner or later, her war would reach his gates, and maybe, just maybe, he'd let her in. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Set in early 20th-century Delhi, it is the tale of Arnav and Khushi, two childhood companions bound by shared trauma and unspoken affection. As they navigated the complexities of societal expectations and pursued personal ambitions, their profound friendship quietly transformed into a love they dared not acknowledge. Amidst the fear of losing each other forever, they must confronted their feelings and weighed the risks of pursuing a future together, where happiness hung delicately in the balance. It is my first attempt at writing fiction. I might be wrong about certain aspects of that age and era, but it's a fantasy, so why not? I don't own Arnav and Khushi, and this story is purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This story is a submission to the 13th Anniversary Arshi Fiesta 2024, according to the moodboard Historical AU on Tumblr.

It is a love hate story. When two people fall in love but their surrounding is just filled with hate... they do fight with their love but is it enough? Khushi is an orphan trying to find a job after her study, she doesn't know anything about her dark past, while Arnav is ...arrogant, rude business man, khushi started working for him, but he is not an easy person to please, her journey is long but then they both fall in love but after that she got to know that their pasts are joined in a very twisted way... ******** "I'm so sorry" I said "GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE" said that grey eyed man loudly... What the hell ...? "listen Mr. I said sorry OK ..I was in hurry... didn't notice you. So stop being so rude and let me go" as I tried to go away I again bumped into him ..What is his problem? "I said GET OUT" he shouted. "who are you to tell me that? I am here for an interview and I won't go without that. Now let me go"... Fate has twisted ways I must say, both of them never knew that they are the one who will save each other from their dark past....or they thought so... Warning: I have written this book a long time ago so it has mostly short forms and spelling and grammar mistakes. If you want a clear version, it is available on goodnovel and Amazon kindle. Link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0B72DRBJ3 All rights are reserved. Don't try to copy. Enjoy