"Don't break this marriage, please... my parents will die of shame," Isha pleaded with her fiancé. "Nobody in this world will marry a daughter of a prostitute!" he shouted. "My parents are doctors," she stuttered, glancing at the couple who had raised her. "So what? You're still the daughter of a prostitute. The one who gave you birth-your biological mother-dirty blood... and she left you." He turned and walked away. How would Isha face this cruel world now? The weight of his words crushed her like a storm without mercy. Was there truly no one left who would see beyond her birth? No one who would dare love the daughter of a prostitute? © 2025 Kaashi Wrts. All rights reserved. Date: 09 August 2025 #DaughterOfProstitute #BrokenButStrong #RisingFromTheMud #DarkPastBrightFuture #WattpadDrama #EmotionalJourney #UnbreakableSpirit #AgainstAllOdds #LoveAndShame #FictionWithHeart

Paridhi, a 30-year-old, Orphan and self-made billionaire, is a woman forged by hardship and triumph. From an early age, she endured relentless bullying and societal rejection simply for being parentless. Despite being treated like trash, she never bowed to her tormentors. With fierce determination, Paridhi clawed her way to the top, building a multi-billion-dollar empire through sheer grit and brilliance. Her ruthless, no-nonsense demeanor now commands respect and fear - nobody dares cross her. But fate had other plans. A tragic accident catapults Paridhi into an unfamiliar reality - the world of a novel titled My Obsessive Billionaire. In this fictional universe, she finds herself reincarnated as the villainess, Paridhi Rathod, an 18-year-old spoiled brat who bullied and tormented the story's innocent female protagonist to win the male lead's love. The villainess meets a grim fate in the original storyline, dying miserably after being outcast by society. Now trapped in the body of the villainess with a tarnished reputation and dangerous enemies, Paridhi must decide her path. Will she follow the doomed fate of the original Paridhi Rathod, or will her sharp wit, fierce determination, and ruthless business acumen help her rewrite the story? This time, survival isn't just a game - it's war.

Aarunika Ishvaran, 26, Was a quiet housewife and the unloved daughter of a cold father and cruel stepmother. Rejected by the mother she left behind, she stayed with a family that never respected her. Her only escape was the man she loved-until he betrayed her by having an affair with her stepsister. When Aarunika uncovered their deceit, they killed her, staging it as an accident. But death wasn't the end. Given a second chance at life, Aarunika returns, not as the naive woman she once was, but as someone who knows the price of misplaced trust. This time, she won't beg for love-she'll demand justice. Will she rise in vengeance or fall into old mistakes again? Yugveer Vanshraj,32, At 32, Yugveer Vanshraj stands as the most feared and powerful mafia don in America-ruthless, brilliant, and untouchable. A global billionaire, he doesn't just rule the underworld; he controls the very strings that pull the world's elite. Governments bend, empires fall, and men kneel at the mere mention of his name. Despite the chaos he commands, Yugveer is a man of fierce loyalty. His world begins and ends with his family-the only people allowed near his closely guarded heart. His best friend, Madhav Ishvaran, is more like a brother, one of the rare souls Yugveer trusts without question. Women throw themselves at him, seduced by power and danger, but he remains ice-cold, untouched by lust or affection. He despises drama, detests attention, and guards his personal space like a fortress-no one crosses his boundaries and walks away unharmed. Yugveer is not a man. He is a storm in human form. And when he moves-the world watches, or it burns. When Yugveer and Aarunika collide, it's not just a meeting-it's the clash of vengeance and power, where fire meets ice, and the world has no idea which one will burn first.

𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝟒 [ 𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴, 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘱 𝘪𝘵 ] The first great Princess of Sagala noted as loony, who was the infamous for her crazed admiration towards the Prince Harish of Lothal. The burdensome fantasy was a great headache for the both kingdom. To get over Prince Harish decided to get engaged with Princess Shaila of Wattair. After failing in love and returned by the man she loved, the loony princess couldn't stand the pain and ended her life. But when she woke up again, she wasn't that weak, unruly and loony anymore. Her changed personality was the shocking thunder to the whole kingdom. It striked in everyone's heart and the wave caught the attention of the fearful demon prince. Now the destiny of Sagala is about to change which a spice adding in the story. Afterall when the phoenix rises from ashes everything is bound to change. 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒔 #1 - ashes (02/03/23- 21/03/23) #1- strong (11/04/23)

BOOK ONE: FEROCIOUS LOVE CHRONICLES A wedding meant for love... stolen by madness." _______________________________________ Him: "Who deserves punishment, biwi?" Her: (barely audible, heart pounding) "M-me..." Him: (tilting her chin up, voice dark and unwavering) "And where, biwi? On our bed... or in the ashes of the man who dared to crave what's mine?" Her: (whimpering, body trembling) "P-please..." Him: (low chuckle, deadly possessive) "No, biwi. Please what?" He leaned in, his breath a sinful caress against her trembling lips. "Please what, baby? Use your words." "Beg me to break you. Beg me to make you mine-completely-until even your soul moans my name." His grip tightened, his fingers tracing fire down her skin. "Say it-" Her: (shuddering, surrendering) "Yours..." His lips hovered, his voice a dark whisper, laced with devotion and madness. ________________________________________ "You are the prayer my soul has bled for through lifetimes." "The flame my darkness bows before." "The only truth my chaos kneels to." "And now, biwi, you are bound to me-not by fate, not by destiny-by me." This isn't just dominance. This is obsession, possession, destruction, and worship-wrapped in the most sinful kind of love. Get ready to step into a world where love turns lethal, obsession burns wild, and surrender is the only escape.

Kanchi Rajmanar-a name that commands fear and respect in every corner of the business world. At 26, she is a self-made billionaire, ruling over casinos, bars, restaurants, and dominating the construction and fashion industries. Yet, despite her empire and power, Kanchi's true strength lies in her unwavering love for her family. The daughter of the most powerful politician, she would beg, fight, or destroy anyone to protect her father, elder brother, and bhabhi-her pillars of support. Once, Kanchi dreamed of a fairy-tale love, believing in the magic of forever. But after a devastating breakup, she locked her heart away, refusing to trust anyone again. However, the true turning point came when she was just 18-when her beloved mother was brutally murdered. That loss turned her heart to stone, leaving behind a woman who fears nothing and no one... except the memory of her mother. Now, she is cold, ruthless, and untouchable-yet beneath her hardened exterior lies a heart that once longed for love. But in a world where power dictates survival, will she ever let herself feel again? Devarath Suryawanshi- The name that commands both fear and respect. At 28, he is the ruthless Chief Minister of Jaipur, ruling Indian politics with an iron fist. Expressionless and untouchable, he despises physical contact and keeps his distance from his family, especially his mother. Though the world sees a dignified politician, beneath the surface lies a darker truth. In the underworld, he is Lucifer, the unseen ruler of Spain's mafia. No one has ever seen his face, yet his name alone sends shivers down spines. Haunted by a past he never speaks of, Devarath suppresses every emotion, believing love to be the greatest weakness. Trust is a luxury he refuses to afford-because in his world, betrayal is always inevitable.

Duet #2 Of My Hard Hearted Husband 𝗧𝘂𝗺𝗵𝗲 𝗗𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗮𝗴𝗶 𝗕𝗵𝘂𝗹 𝗝𝗮𝗮𝗻𝗶 𝗣𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗴𝗶 , 𝗠𝗼𝗵𝗮𝗯𝗯𝗮𝘁 𝗞𝗶 𝗥𝗮𝗮𝗵𝗼 𝗠𝗲 𝗔𝗮 𝗞𝗮𝗿 𝗧𝗼 𝗗𝗲𝗸𝗵𝗼... He divorced her, made her someone else's bride and finally fell at her feet.

He was fire - fierce, possessive, and dangerously irresistible. She was the calm he never knew he needed. He didn't ask for her heart. He just... took it. And now, he won't let her go. Not when she breathes in his name. Not when her body remembers his touch. Not when every heartbeat screams - she is his... and only his.

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

_____________________________________ ✨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 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!!