·l ARRANGE MARRIAGE {Replaced bride} STORY l· "Yatharth - Their Soul" is the story of a little boy longing for a mother's love, while his father is bound by fate to marry a stranger. It's a tale of lost innocence, forced choices, and the fragile bond that ties their souls together.

_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. THIS STORY IS WRITTEN WITH THE HELP OF "AI",BUT STORY LINE IS MY OWN. Please read whole story.male lead have a really good character development This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!

Adhya Chauhan wasn't the type to give up. Especially not on her own marriage. When her family arranged her wedding to Reyan Malhotra, she knew exactly what she was walking into- A husband who was powerful, untouchable, and completely uninterested in love. But she wasn't going to settle for a cold, business-like marriage. No. She was going to make him love her. It wouldn't be easy. He was stubborn. Distant. Impossible. But she was persistent. Playful. Absolutely irresistible when she wanted to be. And with every challenge, every spark, and every stolen moment... She was going to break down his walls and claim his heart. Even if she had to seduce, tease, and torment him to do it.

Featuring on WattpadRomanceIN official reading list 'Teri Meri Prem Kahani' ♔︎𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑹𝑻 𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑺 𝑪𝑶𝑳𝑳𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵♔︎ 𝐴𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑇𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑠 ᯾ 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑇𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑠 ᯾ 𝑃𝑦𝑎𝑎𝑟 𝐵ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑖 𝐾𝑎ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑦𝑎𝑛 1. 𝚄𝚗𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 (✓) 2. 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚐𝚎 (✓) 3. 𝚁𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎 (✓) 4. 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝙱𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 (✓) 5. 𝙼𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚃𝚘 𝙱𝚎 (✓) 6. 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝙱𝚢 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 (✓) 7. 𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚘𝚞 (✓) 8. 𝙿𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝙼𝚎 𝙲𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 (✓) 9. 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝙷𝚒𝚖 (✓) 10. 𝙼𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔 (Bonus oneshot) #22 𝑖𝑛 '𝑅𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒' 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 1.78 𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠

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 know very well why I married you?" He asked rudely. She replied controlling her tears," Yes, for your children." Then, he said calmly," If I find any kind of carelessness from your side regarding my children then trust me you will see the worst side of me." She remained silent when he shouted," Words, woman!!" " Yes, I won't give you any chance of complaining," She shuttered and a satisfied smile formed on his lips. Then, he declared stabbing her already wounded heart," I can never give you the place which my wife holds in my heart. You are just a substitute of her." Maryam, A 25-year-old woman just wanted nothing but a happy family with her long time lover. But, do we get what we want always? Copyright ©️ 2022 by Artemisia. Don't steal my work. Plagiarism is strictly prohibited.

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