❝When vows are shattered, redemption is the only way❞ Adyant ᥫ᭡veda 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: - Marriage of convenience - She fell first, he fell harder - Age gap - Slow-burn - Hard-core angst - Second chance romance - Groveling

𝑰𝒏 𝒂 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒍, 𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒕. 𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌. 𝑯𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒔𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅. 𝑼𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏. 𝑵𝒐𝒘, 𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒔 - 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒚, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑻𝒘𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒔. 𝑻𝒘𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒔. 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔 - 𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒂 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅. ✨Tropes ✨ ׂ╰┈➤Royal Romance ׂ╰┈➤Marriage of Convenience/Political Marriage ׂ╰┈➤Slow Burn/Steamy Romance ׂ╰┈➤Forced Proximity ׂ╰┈➤Wounded Hero ׂ╰┈➤Strong Heroine ׂ╰┈➤Love Against The World ׂ╰┈➤Touch-starved Hero ׂ╰┈➤Trauma Bonding ׂ╰┈➤Rightful Heir in Hiding/ Rise of the Underdog Prince ׂ╰┈➤ Vow of Vengeance/ War of Love ׂ╰┈➤Abuse and Survival

He ruined her life. Now she's wearing his last name. One reckless night. One shattered body. One forced marriage. Captain Aryan Rathore was days away from marrying the love of his life until a crash made him the villain in someone else's story. Avni Parmar was a fire on stage. Now, she's a prisoner in his mansion... and his bed. She wants revenge. He wants redemption. But desire doesn't follow rules. Mrs. Rathore is a sizzling, enemies-to-lovers romance filled with betrayal, obsession, and a love that shouldn't exist but refuses to die.

Trust delves deep into a relationship. The more you dwell in that relation, the more it builds. But once broken, it shreds your relation.

Based in 1950' India After she started menstruating, 13 years old Chandralata was married off to 16 years old Anand as per the traditions. Chandralata wasn't hopeless romantic, all she expected from her husband was that he wouldn't abuse her physically. Anand growing up in a male dominated household, was taught to keep women in control, their tongue tied and head bowed. Warning : This story is about love that blooms from sacrifices and longings & contains mature themes. It is completely fictional but shows harsh reality of old times.

For whose who r head over heals for desi stories🤌🏻and believe that destiny is the player and we r all dolls of it dancing on its string ♥️ 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅-𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒓...𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒐.. 𝑯𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆-𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕..'YOU' 𝑶𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 " 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒆" © All rights reserved

**Story is gonna be slow paced. Read only if you have patience. 🔥** Isha Sharma married a driver whom she had just met. She was taking a huge risk. However, the last thing that she expected was that her husband, Shivam Pratap Singh was none other than the most mysterious billionaire in the city. She doesn't know the identity of her husband and think he is just a driver of a Billionaire. From this marriage she had twin children. Thus, she worked hard to support this family. She was the queen of the entertainment circle. When she meets the king who dominates the business world, Will she finally learns her husband's true identity? For more Let's read this Romantic story on Wattpad! All credit goes to : Su Su Su Ru Yi (Hidden Marriage : A Heaven-Sent Billionaire Husband) *Original* Note : This is not my original work. It's a Chinese Novel. I'm not claiming any sort of right over this. I liked this novel very much so I'm just gonna make Indian version of this novel coz I'm sure many of them will like it.

• 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐌𝐂 × 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐌𝐌𝐂 I didn't get distracted. Not by beauty. Not by innocence. And yet, here I was. Watching her. Wanting her. She had no idea that the most dangerous man in Italy had stopped everything just to witness her. I should have driven away. I should have ignored the strange pull in my chest, the hunger curling in my gut. But then she laughed. And I knew I was fucked. Buckle up for a rollercoaster of chaos, comedy, and a whole lot of WTF just happened moments in HBHB-where love isn't just unexpected, it's absolutely ILLEGAL.

𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞. "𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐤..." 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐤 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦. "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨.. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐢... 𝐄𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐧. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞.. 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞.." 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐤 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝. "𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐤..." 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬. "𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐲 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐢.." 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐤 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦. 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. #1 in Wattpadindia (09/03/21) #1 in Mohabbat (21/02/21) #6 in General (16/02/21) #7 in historicalromance (10/02/21

-𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐫𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐭𝐚 𝐚𝐚𝐩𝐬𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐦 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐞>>𖹭 ⭑ 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐟 "𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐂"? 𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐚 𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐮? 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐯𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀. 𝐈𝐟 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧. ⭑ 𝐓𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐬? "𝐕𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐬-- 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬?" 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐚'𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞. "𝐆𝐮𝐲𝐬-- 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒. 𝐈 𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐑" 𝐕𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐅𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝. "𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐍 𝟏𝟑𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐄?"