Welcome to the story of Vedh and Layla, two bruised hearts waiting to be healed with love but some stories are not written to give you butterflies but to drench your heart with raw emotions and this one is all about that!

"See a future with him, pretend to move on... but when it's time to become a bride, it'll be for me. You can hate me all you want, but my name will be in your fate." The monitor backstage buzzed with Swaraj Malhotra's voice, slick with self-satisfaction. "Dhananjay Singhania ke paas na toh bahu hai, na hi bahumat." I almost pitied them. Almost. "Sir?" my aide whispered. "We're live in two." I smiled, not the charming kind they use for posters, the other one . the kind that didn't reach my eyes. The kind that meant someone was about to regret underestimating me. The one that makes my team nervous. Because they know when I smile like that, it means I'm about to ruin someone's perfectly planned day. I walked up to the stage, every step measured. The anthem played. Composure is a crown, and I wear mine well. The Chief Justice handed me the Constitution, his expression solemn. "Repeat after me." as he gestured me forward, the Constitution opened before him. I raised my right hand. "Main Dhananjay Singhania..." My voice echoed back through the hall, too calm, too rehearsed. I could already imagine Swaraj watching this on his fancy LED, smug and proud of his own line. "Main Dhananjay Singhania, shapat leta hoon ki main apne pad ke kartavya..." The words droned on, heavy and holy. Every syllable was a performance loyalty, integrity, service. Funny. Everyone in this room had sold those words long ago. And then I saw her. Front row. White saree. Minimal makeup. Hair tied loose. Sitting right in front , her father's daughter, my rival's pride. I forgot the cameras. The promises. The Politics. "Bahumat toh mil gayi..." I said into the microphone, pausing deliberately. The Chief Justice froze. The crowd murmured. My security chief mouthed something that looked suspiciously like "sir please don't-" Too late. "Ab bas bahu ki kami thi." In one sentence, I did two things - proposed to my rival's daughter and declared a war.

# 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐈𝐧 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐎𝐟 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 Aayansh Agniwanshi a king of jaipur and CEO of Agniwanshi CO. Lit. A mafia king with ruthless, grumpy, cold. 'Love is a trap. When it appears, we see only its light, not its shadows.' Aayansh Agniwanshi Ishanvi Shekhawat a Criminal Lawyer and the owner of V&A Law firm. The only daughter of her family. 'Love is a symphony of emotions, a melody that plays in the heart and echoes in the soul, creating a harmony that transcends time.' Ishanvi Shekhawat What happened when the two of them who cannot tolerate each other company was forced to bounded with each other? She is sunshine. He is heartless. She is a simple girl. He is a king. She is his healer. He is ruthless. Both heal each other. ______________________ Trope:- • Forced Marriage • Opposite Attraction • Slow Brun • Ceo×Lawyer • Grumpy×Sunshine

We've often read about men and their grovelling but now it's Maliah who's going to grovel till the very end to save the man she destroyed.

Deception, betrayal and secrets but when the truth peels out of the compromise, will she still think of him as the tortured hero of her story? Or as the tortured villain who shattered her heart?

We were never supposed to marry, and our marriage was wrong because of many reasons but it didn't take him a single second before he shouted in front of the whole village and said that I am his wife and marry me in front of them. And I was just standing there like a statue because what could I have done when my own family is in different country and the person whom I was getting married ran away leaving me to get killed by the goons. He saved me when no one was there for me, when everyone was against me and wanted to kill me. He stood there like a rock and become my shield and my husband. And this is where our story of endless love and fight begins. And all of this just because we are from different religion and society will never accept our marriage and love. All of this started because of that tremendously awful day when it was announced that our country is getting divided into two parts and that we have to leave our country, my home where I was born and brought up. The partition of 1947 changed my life for forever. I am Noor and this is my story of Love and War with those whom I used to thought were my loved ones.

"𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒔, 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖" ••• People meet by accident, People fall in love by accident, But people surely don't become someone's baby daddy accidentally, or do they? What started as an innocent lie, trapped them into a marriage, entwining their fates with unexpected partners. But here's the catch, the marriage won't last forever, the holy bond wasn't so holy, a contractual bond emerged, benefitted them both and bound them together, at least for a while. Falling in love was thrown out of the window the moment she signed the contract, she wasn't going to fall in love with an egoistic, arrogant and self-centred-asshole of a lawyer anyways. ••• "No love drama, right?" "I'd rather die."

In the heart of the perfect Qureshi family lies a graveyard of secrets, where smiles veil unspoken sorrows and silence masks secrets. Each member battles their own inner demons, but now, Zeher, driven by an insatiable curiosity, seeks to unravel the threads that bind their fractured souls. Will the truth set them free, or shatter the illusion they've so carefully crafted?

Let's see how different personalities mends with each other to form a beautifull bond together. Where the Eldest is calm and cold, Second is aggressive and Youngest is naughty. But, the common trait between the brothers is the "love" they have for each other. While the Eldest daughter-in-law is silent , second is stubborn and naughty and the Youngest is fire. . . . . . . Join the journey of THE BHANUSHALI HOUSEHOLD. • || Started : 08 - 11 - 2023 • || Ended : 01 - 05 - 2025 ⚠️ WARNING I failed in english. --!--!--!--!--!--!--!--!-- If you are looking for perfect book with zero grammatical mistakes and good vocabulary then this is not the one, Thank you. --!--!--!--!--!--!--!--!--

THE DIMENSION ONE : A Debt repayment. She was embezzled on the day of her wedding. Manyata had lived her existence with the drizzle of gold all her life. Protected and kept safe, pampered and cherished. Had she known? The day she believed should be the happiest? She would be running in the middle of nowhere to be saved by a monster who had previously crossed her path once. Prithviraj was no prince, yet he had a borrowed throne. He sat high, but someone's seating position doesn't make one's sense that heightened. He took what was his, in the worst form. A girl. The one who stumbled on his chest, and now fell in the dungeon of his house. Was he the storm that took her away? Or was she the flood he never thought would come across? And never to forget the fact, That storm and floods are always accompanied by each other. Similarly, were these two meant to be? THE DIMENSION TWO : She was a girl he had witnessed for years. Always more exemplary than his previous encounters. But the more devious her exquisite beauty was the more deviant she managed to make him. But, those days of relinquishing her were bound to end, when the lover of the century was ready to lay himself down to whatever awaited him when he took his first step towards her. The future king of Jodhgarh was set to marry only those who are high-matched with him, to seek gain. But the prince has lost his heart already to the girl from another town. Manyata Daiwar was forbidden to know a man because for her the only one worth it was her brother. She never put forth her desires for her brother's interest. Until someone who sought to break rules was brought to life. But on the cost of what? Her being bounded by another. And not just rule, maybe tied around even with ropes.