Book 1 in Political Series A book describing a desi story plotted with Haryanavi touch with a mix of many average but sweet love stories in there. Not your typical politician and mafia leader along with being a C.E.O *huff* too many roles in one packet. A full time Politician who had politics running in his blood at a different level of pace. 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒓𝒂𝒋 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒅𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒚 :- A leading politician from Haryana (India) whose whole life revolves around only three points.....Politics...Power...and Brotherhood. But what if someone special enters in it and make our Mr. MLA forget all these. Not your typical shy, pretty, rich or all rounder Female of a story. 𝑨𝒏𝒊𝒌𝒂 𝑹𝒂𝒐 :- A real middle class girl and a student who knows there is nothing called Prince Charming in this sh!tty world and believes to have a bad fate like her mother and aunts in her family when it comes to marriage. But what if someone makes her realise that yes there are men like those stories, not that 100% perfect but still enough fictional to make you fall in love with? Student × Politician . . . . ✯ I'll just say.... please read the introduction chapters and after that you're free to leave if it's not your cup of tea. ✯ It's my first story so please ignore the mistakes. ✯ English is not my first language.

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Hello Dosto Mera Naam Hai Kartik . Is Kahani me Apni Jindegi ke Kuch Hasi Lamhe Or Kuch Sachi Ghantanaao ke Bare Me Bata ne Ja Raha hu . Jise Padh Ke Aapki Raaton Nind Ud Sakta hai . Pehle Me Apne bare me Bata Dena Chahunga . Mera Naam Hai Kartik . Meri Height 6.3 Hai . Mere Lund Ki Lambai 9.9 Hai Aur Mota 3.9 Hai . Wese Mera Lund Hee Mera Aasali Problem Hai . Me Apne Papa ki Tarah Handsome Or Mummy Ki Tarah Intelligent Hu . Asa Meri Mummy keh ti hai . Wese mere Chote se khandan ke Bare me Bata Dena Chahunga . Mere Khandan Me Bas AK Hee Problem Hai . Yeh Hai ki Mere Khandan Me Ledke Bahat hee Jada Kam peda hote Hai . Asa Meri Mummy Ka keh na hai . Sayad ISI Wazah Se Mere Dada Ji ne Business ke Chal te huye . 3 Behno se Shaadi Ki thi Is Hisab se Meri 3 Dadi Maa thi . Pehli - ( - Saraswati Dadi > Anupama Dadi - Gauravi Dadi ) Saraswati Dadi - ( Sangeeta Bua > Sharmila Bua > Karuna Bua > Malaika Bua ) Anupama Dadi - ( Suchitra Bua > Bade Papa > Papa > Vimala Bua > Devika Bua > Dev Cha-cha ) Gauravi Dadi - ( Sagarika Bua > Ashok Cha-cha > Bikram Cha-cha > Kanika Bua ) Wese Us Se mere Dada ji ko phaida to hua . Kiu ki unka Bahat Bada khandani business tha or use Sambhal Ne keliye Ghar me ledko ki jarurat Thi . Par Aage Chal ke phir se wahi hua . Kisi ke Ghar me ledka peda nehi hua Sirf mere Papa Ke Hum 2 Hee Bete the . Papa - ( Amrita Didi > Namita Didi > Natasha Didi > Sakshi Didi > Aaryan Bhaiya > Anushka Didi > Me Wese me or mere bhaiya Badi Muskilon Baad Peda hua the. Hum 7 Bhai behen the Aur Ab Mere Khandan me Sirf hum hee the . Par Meri baat Kuch alag thi . Jab me peda hua to mere Saraswati Dadi or Gauravi Dadi Ne mujhe Apne Sare property Ka Malik Bana Diye the. Is hisab se Me ab unke Ghar Ka beta tha .... ( 18 + Adult - Language ) Language - Hindi Read Carefully - Family Sex includ )

Samayara - who walk the aisle having no other options because her sister ran away from her own marriage Aarav - the groom who once had a heartbreak, now his own bride ran away and was unaware of the person who was sitting beside him in the mandap under the veil. ▪️What will happen when a girl who belonged to a middle class family who were orthodox and conservative, forces her to marry her sister's fiance.? ▪️What will happen when the groom got to know that the bride who was sitting beside him was a replaced one.? ▪️Will she be accepted by him and her in-laws.? ▪️Will she be able to make her place in their hearts. ? Let's see where their destiny take them.!

The stars were glowing above him, cold and distant, as if mocking him-reminding him that they still had something he had lost forever. A lone tear slipped past his lashes, silent at first, before his control finally shattered. Her smile. Her laughter. Her care. Her pout. Her anger. Her touch. Her love. Her face. The memories crushed his chest, stealing his strength. The years he had spent with her now felt like wounds tearing his heart apart. He had never imagined a day where he would be this alone. "Aahhh!" A broken scream tore out of his chest as his legs gave up. He fell to his knees, clutching his heart, crying hysterically. Today, all his endurance ended. He wasn't strong anymore-and for the first time, he wasn't ashamed to admit it. He couldn't carry this pain any further. It was too heavy, too sharp, too cruel. Suddenly, a trembling hand reached out and gently wiped his tears. He lifted his eyes and looked at that innocent soul-eyes swollen, face wet with tears, crying just like him. Something inside him broke all over again. Without thinking, he pulled that person into his arms. They clung to each other tightly, crying as if the world had ended, as if tomorrow didn't exist. In that moment, they didn't care about boundaries, about closeness, about anything at all. They only knew pain-and they let it drown them, together. ******** Trope Sisters love Forced marriage Emergency nikah Second marriage Huge Age difference Innocent heroine Rude hero Brother in law. Sister in law. Please look into the prologue once before leaving🤗

"Why the hell did you tell them that you are my wife?" he whisper yelled at me. I stared at him in disbelief. "Answer me you useless" he yelled again. "They don't want me to say that I am their daughter and you don't want me to say I am your wife then what should I introduce myself?" I said to him in a calm voice. He distanced himself from me and watched me keenly and again come closer to me " say that you are an orphan" he said with a smirk on his face. I watched him calmly I want to yell, shout but I won't. I lowered my head as tears started to form in my eyes, I can't show it to him. I controlled my tears a.nd raised my head and stared directly at his eyes with emotionless look and nodded my head and whispered "okay" and made my way towards the exit. Am I an orphan? Even with several people's around me? How long should i have to go through this pain? ___________________________________________________ A story of Adith and Janvi's painful love story. Can Janvi able to bear the pain they give her? Will, he never able to love her? Check my other stories too... Complete story is in Kindle

In between the peaceful and simple life of Mehul Sharma, when a black cloud knocks, back to back dreadful turns take place in her life. Her only mistake was she showed the guts to deny the Monster. let's dive in to explore more

"In the game of power, the Queen is never moved by choice. She is taken by force." Vikramaditya Singh Rana is the youngest, most ruthless CM the state has ever seen. He doesn't believe in prayers, he believes in commands. He has everything-the throne, the people, and the law. Everything, except for the girl from the mountains who dared to look away. Gauri was never meant for the corridors of power. She was meant for the open sky and the cold mountain air. But when a debt from the past is called due, she finds herself sold to the devil in a white kurta. A forced marriage. A gilded cage. A man who wants to own her soul. Gauri thought she was being married to a leader. She didn't realize she was being handed over to a predator who had been waiting for years to claim his 'Amanat.' "You can hate me all you want, Gauri. But in this house, even your breath belongs to me."

"Two sisters, as different as night and day. One captured his heart and left, the other stayed silently by his side. When past and present collide, whose love will win?"

Please... don't do this." Only he could hear me. but he ignored my plea . i know he can hear but he didn't listen. god please stop this I don't want to be with him please god but seems like god also couldn't hear me or he doesn't want to hear me . The priest's voice echoed through the quiet hall, solemn and commanding "Do you take Mr. Advika Rathod to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love, honor, and cherish her for as long as you both shall live?" He said confidently, "Yes, I do." The priest then turned to me. I could feel my tears slipping silently down my cheeks, my body trembling with fear and exhaustion. "Do you take Aviraj Ranawat to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love, honor, and cherish him for as long as you both shall live?" I opened my mouth to deny, to scream, but his cold, piercing stare froze me in place. My heart thudded violently in my chest, and my voice came out as a broken whisper: "Ye... yes... I... do..." The priest pronounced, "You are husband and wife. You may now kiss." --------------------- Author's Note This book is a work created entirely by me. Every character, scene, emotion, and storyline comes from my own imagination and effort. Please do not copy, reproduce, or claim any part of this work as your own. Respect the time, creativity, and dedication that went into building this story. Content & Age Warning (18+) This book is strictly intended for mature readers aged 18 and above. It contains intense themes, emotionally heavy situations, dark elements, and mature relationship dynamics that may not be suitable for younger audiences. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you are sensitive to possessive behavior, morally grey characters, psychological tension, violence, or mature romantic situations, please proceed with caution. By continuing to read, you acknowledge that you understand the nature of this content and are comfortable engaging with mature themes. And Please ignore my mistakes .