ARRANGED MARRIAGE "You will marry him, Dithya. No more discussion. I just want to get rid of you from here. Tomorrow, the marriage will happen. Be ready... or else you know what I'll do." My stepmother's voice was cold as she pushed me down to the floor. "Mam, please... don't do this to me. I'll do whatever you say, but not this. Please, Mam... I beg you." I clutched at her legs desperately, tears blurring my vision. But she shook me off with disgust and walked away, leaving me crumpled on the ground. "Why, Amma? Why did you leave me with these people?" I whispered into the darkness, hugging myself. "Take me with you, Amma. I can't live like this anymore..." --- "Dithya..." An old man in his eighties sat in a grand ancestral house, holding a worn photograph of a teenage girl. A single tear slid down his wrinkled cheek as he traced her face with trembling fingers. "You are the goddess of this house. I will bring you here... I will make you my Abhi's wife." His voice broke, but determination shone in his eyes. --- "Marriage? Now?" Abhimanyu's voice thundered in the hall. "I will not marry anyone." His eyes were sharp, his jaw clenched as he glared at his parents. --- Diya (Dithya) - shy, introverted, and afraid to talk to new people. She secretly dreams of her prince charming, someone who will love her unconditionally and protect her fragile heart. Abhimanyu - angry, arrogant, quick to lose his temper. But behind his tough exterior, he is deeply soft and protective toward the few people he loves. His heart still waits for the mysterious girl who once saved his life. ________________________________ Southindian arranged marriage [Telugu Based] Tropes: Arranged marriage She feel first and he fell harder Student×student Ceo×student Loveaftermarriage Cousins Mystery WARNING: MATURE CONTENT Don't copy my work. Let's get into the story to know the journey of Abhiya (Abhimanyu-dithya). Vote . comment . Follow

.... am I that bad to be loved, wanted. I am an unwanted daughter, now i will be an unwanted wife. God what's your problem. Why am i so unwanted in this universe. kya likha hain apne meri kismat mein.. --- Jaanvi mittal A girl who has only seen pain and ignorance all her life . She was always an undesired , unwanted child of her parents . Her only dream is to have a happy family . She wants her happily ever after . "If happy ever after did exist I would be holding you like this ".... ------- ABHIMAAN RAJWANSH He was a every girl desire . His definition of love.....uhmmm............never mind. He loves his family and business more than any thing in this world. He can be rude sometimes . What happens when he is asked to marry a mere stranger by her mother sacchi mohabbat milna bhi , takdeer hote hain , bahut kam logo ke hathon mein ye lakir hoti hain.......... 𝒜𝓃 𝒾𝓃𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎 •under editing• [ Crossed10k views on 15 February 2022] STARTED: 4/11/21 ENDING: 12/2/22 Most impressive Rankings:🏅 #1- believe 12/1/22 #1- affection 12/1/22 #1-sadness 6/2/22 #1- loneliness 31/3/22 #2-generalfiction 14/3/22 #3-lovestory 1/5/22 #3-broken 9/2/22 #3- indianlovestory 10/3/22 #4-forced 18/2/22 #4- loveaftermarriage 4/4/22 #5-panic 5/3/22 #6- care 17/7/22 #8- cold hearted 4/4/22 #8- secret 17/7/22 #11- Wattpad 8/4/22 #20-arranged 4/4/22 #22- love 11/5/22 #23- hate 11/5/22 #46-romance 1/3/22 #30-family 8/7/22 #22 -unwanted 4/4/22 #70-depressed 11/5/22

When I say Samaksh Rathore and Dhvani Shukla hate each other, I don't mean a little eye-roll or silent treatment kind of hate. I mean absolute, hard-core, blood-boiling hate. She's from Uttar Pradesh, daughter of a powerful political family-full of drama, chaos, and zero fear. He's from Rajasthan, heir to a wealthy business empire-swagger, charm, and sharp one-liners. Their worlds collided like firecrackers on Diwali. Their first meet? Vani stormed right in front of Samaksh's brand-new car, screamed at him like he was the villain of her movie, and-just to seal her point-she threw a stone straight at his ride. Sam, of course, didn't stay quiet. He roasted her so bad that the air was filled with insults louder than traffic horns. Their second meet? Worse. Another argument, another war. This time Sam threw the word "Bhagodi" at her, mocking the fact that she had run away from home. And Vani? She didn't waste a second-her hand flew, and the slap echoed louder than their shouting. Now, just the sight of each other makes their blood boil. If looks could kill, Sam and Vani would have destroyed each other long ago. Enemies isn't even the word... these two are living, breathing disasters waiting to explode.

"Do you regret kissing me, Ishika?" His voice dropped-dark, low, and possessive enough to steal the air from my lungs. My entire body froze. Not because I didn't know the answer- But because I did. My breath hitched, sharp and aching. Regret? God. If only he knew what that kiss did to me. His grip didn't loosen. His fingers dug gently into my wrist, grounding me to him, to the heat of his body pressed against my back. I could feel every inch of him-dangerous, intoxicating, magnetic. "Ishika," he rasped again, each syllable laced with something desperate. Something real. "Do. You. Regret. It?" I should lie. Say it meant nothing. That it was a mistake. But my heart? It was screaming. Screaming for him. No. No, I didn't regret it. I couldn't. If I had, I wouldn't still feel his taste on my lips. I wouldn't still be burning from the ghost of his touch. I wouldn't still be aching for more. "We wouldn't be kissing for so long...and still not want to let go...if I regretted that," I whispered-my voice trembling, My voice trembled. "If I regretted it, Veer..." I whispered, "...I wouldn't be standing here, craving your mouth on mine again." And that's it- I felt the pull.

Coming out of an abusive marriage where she was assaulted for dowry, years later, Dhriti Diwan is a self made Billionaire. Saad Hafiz, a surgeon who hides an ugly past of his own agrees to marry the sister of his best friend. Two different people bounded in a marriage of convenience with a thread of pain. Will Dhriti ever be able to love again? What's going to happen when Saad gets to know about the body of his wife which is covered in burnt marks and bruises? Will he get repulsed by her? Dhriti considers herself unwanted, will Saad ever be able to love her?

✧ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #2 𝐢𝐧 '𝐇𝐈𝐒' 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 :- Some marriage may not begin with love but, they end with it. ••••••••• "I hope you realized you made the worst fucking decision of your life." I could feel his cold icy honey brown eyes piercing through my soul. "Mahir..." He slams both of my wrists against the wall as I winces from the pain from my wrists. Tears threatening to fall down from my eyes when he tightened his grip on my wrist. "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone in my heart, do you understand?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw tightly. I whimpered, he leans in close enough to the point where our lips were inches apart, I shuddered. "I said, do you fucking understand?" I immediately jumped in fear nodding my head. "Y-Yes."

╰┈➤✮ 𝑅𝑢𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑑 × 𝐴𝑣𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑘𝑎 ❝𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫❞ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ "You will not talk to him." He said whispering, as if trying to control his anger, but I don't care about him right now. "I will, you are literally no one to tell me what to do and what not." I said, stating the fact. "Oh, Mia! Do not make me do something that you will regret." He said encircling his one hand around my waist and with the other he held the back of my neck firmly yet gently as he pushed me against the wall lightly, cagging me. "What will you do huh?" I know I am provoking him but i don't care because why would I? He thinks that he owns me which is so wrong. It's just him and his lethal obsession. "I will not think twice before fucking you right now and I will not stop till, forget about dancing you are even unable to walk properly." He said and i could see in his eyes that he is not lying at all. He is Rushad Shannan after all. The man of his words. ───⋆⋅☆⋅⋆─── A girl was just dancing in the rain one day but she didn't know that a man would get so obsessed with her that he would make her his possession. What will happen when he tries to make her mine? Will she accept him? Or She will run away from him? Dark romance!! So it will contain highly mature content. Really possessive MML. So read it at your risk!

╰┈➤✮𝑅𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑎𝑛 × 𝐴𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑎 ❝𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧.❞ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ I left him. I had to. Because loving Rishaan Rawat was like setting myself on fire and pretending it didn't hurt. But now, we're back in the same house-same rooms, same air, same heat. Only this time, I'm not the girl who broke. And he's not the boy who begged. He's colder. Rougher. More dangerous than I remember. And yet, when he looks at me, it still feels like possession. Like I never left. Like I was always his to ruin. I should hate him. I do. But hate burns just like want-and I'm not sure which one will win.

ONLY SAMPLE CHAPTERS "What's your name?" He asked her in a straight cold tone. Akshita and all the employees stared at him as if he was a GHOST, but he kept looking at her with an emotionless face. "Ask her for her name", he ordered the girl, his voice indicating danger. "Wh...What is...is your name Miss?" the girl asked Akshita, stuttering out of fear. "Ak...Akshita" she replied, looking anywhere but at him, blinking her eyes to stop her tears. Fortunately, she was successful. What kind of woman would like it when her husband asks for her name, 4 months after their marriage! That too in front of all those people who know about their relationship? "Full Name" He commands. "Akshita Raghuvanshi", she replies again. The girl's eyes widened in realization. "I said FULL. NAME." He ordered furiously, stressing on the last two words. "Akshita Ekansh Raghuvanshi" she replied again, this time looking down. The name itself gives shivers. "Mrs. Akshita Ekansh Raghuvanshi" He states every word clearly, looking at Akshita. She snaps her head towards him in an instant, shock and confusion evident in her expressions. Her full name, from his mouth, created a domination aura around the place. It gave her butterflies, his name with hers, as one. ----------- It's a Fictional book I don't have any intentions to hurt anyone's feelings so please don't take it on heart. It's my own imagination so I will not like if someone copy my work! Be thoughtful before doing! #1 on Wattpad #2 on Comedy #1 in India #76 out of 2.1 Million (in Romance) #21 out of 2.36 Million (in Love) #8 out of 172K (in heartbreak) #10 out of 266K (in family) #3 out of 64K (in marriage) #1 (in the Royal family)

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐 :- 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · 𝐀𝐤𝐬𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 × 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐡 𝐤𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 *** " I LOVE HIM, I'LL DIE WITHOUT HIM." She said, " I CAN'T ACCEPT HER, SHE KILLED MY WIFE. SHE'S MURDERER." He said, Will they come over from their dark past?