🥇 #1 in Wattpad 🥇 #1 in WattpadIndia 🥇 #1 in WattpadRomance 🥇 #1 in WattpadFiction 🥇#1 in WattpadFanFiction 🥇 #1 in FirstStory 🥇#1 in Firstloves 🥇#1 in Wedding 🥇 And so many more rankings that still feel unreal to me! (13.06.2026) On the day of his wedding, Dhruv Malhotra was left at the altar. Humiliated. Betrayed. Enraged. And somehow, Riya ended up paying the price. Now trapped in a marriage neither of them wanted, Riya becomes the target of a man who looks at her like she ruined his life. Dhruv hates her. Riya fears him. But behind closed doors, hatred slowly begins to blur into something far more dangerous. Because in a marriage built on revenge... someone is bound to fall first.

Married to a man who never wanted her, Kavya learns to live in silence. Siddharth Agnihotri, a cold and powerful CEO, made it clear-this marriage is nothing but a contract. But when she carries his child, everything changes... or does it? Neglected, unseen, and slowly breaking, Kavya begins to lose herself-until the day she stops trying. And that's the day Siddharth finally starts to notice. This is my first time writing something 🥲 Story is mine. Images are all AI. Hope you enjoy reading! Do not hate...I'm sensitive af.

She was meant to marry the Younger brother. Meera's wedding to Aarav was supposed to be simple - a match arranged by two powerful families. But hours before the vows, Aarav disappears, leaving behind whispers, disgrace, and a broken bride. To protect their name, Veer Pratap Singh - the elder brother no one ever expected - is forced to take his place at the mandap. Cold. Commanding. A complete stranger. She became his wife in a moment of shame. He took her hand in silence. But his eyes? They never asked permission. Now, in a marriage born of duty, she's trapped with a man who doesn't speak of love... But watches her like she's already his. And the scariest part? Maybe she already is. Tropes🌟 Age gap romance Marriage of convenience Intense slow burn Fiancee elder brother Family honor Replaced groom Protective husband Healer to each other Shy FL X Calm Composed ML I am yours

"A wife by force, not by choice." " You are fucking mine, jaana" When fate replaces one bride with another, a marriage meant for someone else becomes a prison for two hearts. Aryaveer Singh Rathore, the ruthless Underworld King of Asia, has everything under his control-except the woman he never wanted to marry. Ishita Mehra, a kind-hearted school teacher, never imagined that one decision would drag her into a world of power, danger, and secrets. Will their forced marriage destroy them? Or will the vows they never wanted become the reason they can't live without each other? Enemies to Lovers Forced Marriage Underworld King Grumpy × Sunshine Possessive Hero Replaced Bride Slow Burn Romance

Story about yug and ehaana, yug was in love with idha elder sister of ehaana . They were a perfect couple, but circumstances forced yug to marry, ehaana. Yug couldn't move on from idha , ehaana silently gave up on their marriage. They were like roommates who living together, without any love , obligation towards each other. Will yug ever be able to forget idha and love ehaana? This story is about the emotional struggle of yug who can't forget his first love and ehaana who died everyday in this relationship. His lost love ***

"I have married you only because my parents forced me to. Don't even dare to try to claim your rights over me Nishtha Oberoi." Paras said with venom dripping from his voice. "Well copy that Paras Singhania because I have no intention of considering you my husband." Nishtha said with equal attitude. Will these opposites ever fall in love? Maybe they will because opposites are meant to attract. Welcome to this journey of love, hatred and marriage... MY ARRANGED SHAADI.

"main rumika ko apne Ghar ki Bahu banana chahti hun (I want to make rumika the daughter in law of my house)" Shivani aunty asked mom while holding her hand. "Even if you force me for this marriage , remember that I will never give her the love of a husband" I replied angrily to my parents. " You know what ,that you trust outsiders more than your own people, that's why everyone leaves you hurting" she replied while crying. "I hate you with my whole heart Rumika Shah. If you had never met my family, i would never have had to take the oath to live my entire life with you " he held my arms tightly closer to him and said with deep red eyes. "Y-yugant p-please give me D-Divorce. You don't deserve me. Log kya sochenge ki s-sooryavanshi khandan ki Bahu ne u-unka naam kh-kharab kar diya (what will people think that the daughter in law of the Sooryavanshi family has ruined their name)." She said while breaking down, crying on my chest holding my shirt. "Please rumi don't leave me, i swear I will make everything right. Now you are my responsibility, I will never hurt you" I said while holding her dupatta stopping her from going. Arrogant CEO x Sweet girl. Dark past with a bright future. She was in love but he was forced to marry her. She fell first but he fell harder...

Set in the 1980s, in a village where traditions hold more power than dreams. Tara-a young woman trapped by societal expectations, burdened by rejection, and scarred by loss. With nowhere left to turn, she finds herself at the edge of despair, questioning if there's anything left to fight for. Then there's Dhruv-a man who refuses to accept the world's injustices as fate. Practical yet defiant, he challenges the very beliefs that have kept Tara caged. When their paths collide on a fateful night, neither of them realizes that this meeting will change their lives forever. This is their story-a tale of love, defiance, and the struggle to break free from a society that refuses to change. But in a world where rules are set in stone, can love truly rewrite destiny? ☆ Warning - This story explores themes that may be sensitive or uncomfortable for some readers. It is entirely fictional and based on my imagination. Given its setting in the 1980s, in a rural village, certain events may reflect harsh societal realities. Reader discretion is advised.

Mila Rose Carter runs Honeycrumb Bakery on a quiet Chicago street. She's five foot one, chronically covered in flour, and perfectly content measuring her life in teaspoons and timers. Caleb Rhodes measures his in arenas and scoreboards. He's an NBA All-Star. Six foot three. Defensive powerhouse. Famous enough that strangers think they know him. When Caleb ducks into Honeycrumb one cold afternoon, Mila doesn't recognize him. She doesn't ask for photos. She doesn't flirt. She doesn't look at him like he's something larger than life. And for the first time in years, he feels normal. But Chicago is loud. The league is louder. And when Mila finds out who he really is, she starts shrinking in ways she swore she never would. Because loving someone whose world is that big? Feels dangerous. And Caleb Rhodes has never wanted anything more than the girl who stands on a step stool and pretends she's fine.

"Mr. Sharma, are you two really dating each other?" "Ikshaan sir, is this serious or just a rumour?" "Is this why you attended the wedding together?" Beside me, he didn't flinch. Of course, he don't. The Ikshaan Sharma-India's golden boy, cricket's prized headline, master of straight faces under pressure. Meanwhile, I was a deer in headlights with a breaking news banner already spinning on someone's phone.