"Ouchh," I cried trying to balance. I looked up at him with soft eyes, flushed cheeks. He looked into my eyes with his knitted ones. His hair lying over his sweaty forehead. I never presumed to glimpse him this close. His photographs conveyed his good looks but his dominating aura was hard to handle. I was feeling scared to even breathe in his arms. Bringing his fingers to my face he gently pushed hair strands behind my ear. I lowered my eyes feeling extremely shy. "Sambhal kar chaliye zara, har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," he said in a scratchy tone. There was a hint of taunt present. I knitted my brows to his words and quickly matched his aura. "Hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said glaring at him. He shot his eyebrows a little and I pushed him to leave angrily. Turning around I stepped up on another dumbbell and slipped over it again. I threw my hands in the air for support and once again found him snaking my waist and pulling my back closer to his chest. "Are you sure," he asked over my ears. I angrily looked back at him, found him smirking. "Baahon mein girte girte, mohabbat me mat giriyega hamare," he whispered looking into my eyes. "Kabhi nahi," I replied and left. I royally ignored his taunt only to end up marrying him. Day by day my feelings for him grew stronger though finding happiness was becoming a risky game. But I was heartbroken upon discovering that he only married me out of pity and loved someone else who he was to marry. Not having parents from young age now made me helpless. It felt good to leave home where my family cared for me all these years, after my parents. I did not want to go back and be a burden again. But living this life with him didn't seem fruitful either. This is love story of Tejas Pratap Rathore and Sunaina Maan Singh. Storyline takes place in the early years of 21st century (2001). A beloved saga tying them together in love and commitment whilst they dwell over misunderstandings and growing feelings.

In the serendipitous dance of life, love often weaves its magic when least expected. Yet, what if that enchanting force loses its allure, becoming a source of misery and weakness? Arnika and Agastya, hailing from divergent worlds, share a common thread of distrust in love. Arnika, haunted by the belief that she isn't destined to be loved, and Agastya, convinced of his imperfections in offering love, find their paths entwined by unforeseen circumstances. Their journey takes a tumultuous turn as a custody case, the reappearance of an ex-wife, and a consequential deal bind them in the sacred union of marriage. None of them were ready for this unexpected twist of fate. Arnika and Agastya, grappling with their own reservations about love, now navigate the uncharted waters of matrimony, where the unexpected becomes the norm, and trust in each other becomes their lifeline.

The thread of love is broken. Broken in such a way that even a knott cannot join it.

It's a elaborate story of my short story series... Village story.. Story time line 2012.. Shal - yen ippadi enmelaa verupaa katuringa.. Vik - do you really wanna know the reason. Sha - Mm.. Vik - Because I don't like you. Sha - yen.. Vik - I just don't like you.. unaku ena pudikum nu enaku theriyum.. ne enaa woo panna dhanaa ippadi drama pandra.. Sha - You thought it was all drama? ....... Shalu breath hitched when he encircled his hand around her shoulder to reach her forhead to keep the kunkumam. She looked at his face now. Sensing her gaze he looked at her with a small smile. ........ Oii pondati.. Ena mama... Epo di varuvaa.. Paduthathaa mama... Sekaramaa vaa di...

I stood leaning on the doorframe watching her while she was watching TV. She was lying on the couch nd was watching TV. Wearing a normal white saree with floral design on it making me remember our first night. She slowly dragged her right leg and kept it on the pillow which was kept beside her. That sight alone is enough to arose me. Her saree covering only half of her body. While it failed to cover her navel, her smooth stomach nd her half breast. I slowly moved towards her..... Hi guys.. This is my first time writing dark romance . So please support me and give my story a try. By Dd

Rudra singh shekhawat a 37 year old billionaire businessman of shimla . His first priority is his family. He decided to stay unmarried all his life for some commitments ,.a special aspect of his life was his devotion for lord shiva . Abeer singh shekhawat 26 yr old handsome man , younger brother of rudra ,handling his family business in london . Loves his family and respects his elder brother a lot . Adhya khurrana a 24 yr old girl ,full of life and positive attitude . She is an architect by profession, she has planned her life perfectly ,getting married to her love abeer and settled in london . But does her life followed as she wished or destiny has planned something else for her . Promise,a commitment to a loved one. How far can one go to fulfill a promise ? Or is it compulsory to fulfill a promise ? In this story you will meet some insane characters who doesnt care for the consequences before fulfilling the promise . Ranked #1 in age gap on 11 / 4 / 2022 Ranked #1 in sacrifice 29/10/2022

A LOVE CLASH BETWEEN ARMY RETRIED MAMA VS VILLAGE AKKA PONNU... LET'S SEE 😜

English Translation Available Vetri pinned Abhinaya against the wall and his breathe was fanning on her lips. " I love you " she said looking into his eyes. He shut his eyes and tilt his face as his lips grazed the corner of her lips. He pecked her cheeks and stepped back from her with his hands in pocket while she stood waiting for his reply but he walked away leaving her broken further. She was a mystery and suspect to the world but a victim to him. He was a prince in charming for her but to the world he was a ruthless cop. She was irresstibly beautiful and he was devilishly handsome. When both could not stop the fire between them, they eventually fall in love for each other only that she was the forbidden love for him. A story between a suspect and a COP and the unstoppable love sparks between them inspite of the bloods and threats they come across.

AN INDIAN STORY Through her innocence, he found his love. Through his love, she found her peace. - NAVYAH CHANDRAN, 21 years old, is an innocent and kind-hearted woman. She only desires peace and happiness. Nobody knows or even noticed how she was shattered on the inside and outside. She's a beautiful mess who has never wished for a prince to come along and save her. She thought she wouldn't find a prince charming, but she wasn't prepared for a demon himself, or was he? - RUDRA ARCHARYA, 26 years old man, is arrogant and cold-hearted. He's always angry, but nobody knows there is pain hidden underneath. Except for love, he has everything he desires, neither in his heart nor in his life. Every bit of his heart was filled with hatred and vengeance, to the point where there was no room for happiness or love. He wanted her to fall deeper into the pit, but instead, he began to fall deeper for her. He wanted to make her suffer, yet he was in pain more than she was. __________ - - - - - - - - - Warning : Explicit content 🔞 *No toxic relationship*

This is a dark romance story and it's my first so be a little patient with me . The cover image is not mine . It's from pin interest. The original rights are reserved to the owner of the picture .It's pure fictional and doesn't mean to offend anyone. # 1 in emotional roller coaster # 1 marriage of convenience # 1 antihero # 8 darklove # 22 dark romance # 56 fear # 259 forced relationship # 7 dark