"You disgust me." "Funny, you're the one living off my money, paying with your body. Don't talk to me about disgust." Her chest tightened as his words sank in, sharp as knives. "Have some shame" she tried to form a response...trying to save a little dignity she had . "Like you have left any ?" he murmured, his voice like smoke , as he stared down at her lying beneath him with no clothes . There's no escaping -no running from the fire they've started. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and is my original creation. Please do not copy, translate, repost, or adapt any part of it without explicit written permission. Plagiarism or unauthorized use of this content is strictly prohibited and may lead to action. Let's respect each other's creativity. Thank you for understanding. A Gentle Note for New Readers 🌿 Some moments are best experienced firsthand - not through a comment or a message thread. There might be spoilers tucked away in the message board or replies. If you're just starting the story, maybe tiptoe around those for now ✨ Let the story unfold the way it was meant to - one surprise at a time ♡ 1st in #heavy-angst 6th in #forcedmarriage 7th in #abusivehusband 28th in #angst 26th in #desi

Based in 1950' India Torn from her family and thrown into a marriage she never chose, Shanti is scorned, abandoned, and left to suffer alone. But fate is cruel-it forces the man who once destroyed her to seek her forgiveness. Can shattered souls rewrite a bond born from betrayal? Forced into a marriage meant to cleanse his father's name, Vishwas loathed the woman he was bound to. He crushed her spirit, cast her aside-until fate shattered his world. Now, the woman he once scorned is the only one who can save him. But does he deserve redemption? ● Inter-religion marriage ● Painful ● Angst ● Second chance ● Pehle ghutne tod grovel hoga then happy ending. NOTE :- If you are not comfortable with any of this stuff, please do not proceed.

The Saga of Politics, Love, Betrayals, Duties, and Responsibilities •~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• "Congratulations, Abhiraaj, you are going to become a father," Tejasvini said, hugging her son, but he was shocked. 'How could this happen?' he thought. He looked at her. Her cheeks are already stained with tears. When everyone left, he asked with an expressionless face, "The child is his?" Her world stopped, and she felt like someone stabbed her heart. Her heart shattered in a million pieces, and she felt broken for the first time. She never felt like this, even after so many betrayals. More tears welled up in her eyes. His back is facing her. His jaw is clenched, and his eyes are bloodshot red. He never imagined that, above all, she would ever betray him like this, that she would be unfaithful in this marriage. ||PART 1 OF THE BOOK||

" I slept with him...." Came her innocent voice. " No, she is lying." Screamed Vihaan. " Stop lying, tell them we were just in one room and nothing else happened. My character is dependent on your truth Miss. Please don't lie." Vihaan warned calmly and she looked at her father innocently, her eyes full of tears. " I'm not lying Dad. We were drunk and it just happened." She cried and her brothers glared at Vihaan. " STOP LYING....." He roared and looked at his Aunt Diya who gave him a helpless look. " Aunty, you know me. Please tell them that I could never do such a thing." Vihaan begged his aunt, who caressed his cheek, wiping the tear that just slipped from his eye. " I'm sorry Vihaan. I trust you my child but her defence is strong." Diya whispered painfully. " I want Vihaan to marry my daughter dear Queen." Requested her father and Diya nodded unable to say anything. He just sat there unmoved and filled with rage. " KANVI MITTAL, mark my words, you might be dreaming of a happy marriage whose foundation is lies, but I'll make sure that you feel lonely and unhappy even after being surrounded by many," Vihaan whispered soundlessly and marched out of the Mittal Mansion. He was humiliated for something he didn't do and she is in search of something which he can never be able to. She saw his past, but will she change his future being in his present? Join the journey of Kanvi And Vihaan where it's a forced marriage for one and a love marriage for another.

[SLOW UPDATES] " Bhut pasand hena aapko woh usi ke saath rahiye na jaiye " she tried to push him He pinned her to the wall. He was so close to her that they were sharing the same breath. "Jo pasand hai uske saath hi reh raha hu mrs. Avyansh singh rathore" He whispered dangerously and slammed his lips on her. ✿✿✿ This is the book 1 of Mine Series. He is Avyansh singh rathore Three words can to describe him... HOT.... ARROGANT....BEAST.... CEO of Rathore textiles and uhm only few people know that he is in mafia too. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ She is Shivangi Singh Three words to describe her... COOL....CALM....BEAUTY.... Love her books and her siblings. Married to Avyansh singh rathore.Do not like alot of drama in life and prefer happiness in simplicity. [SLOW UPDATES] ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ ✿✿✿ You will also get the glimpse of rajputi culture. Every story has a happy ending but how one define that happiness is different. ---------∆∆∆∆∆∆∆----------- ©All rights reserved

Is it not love when the two made for one another find solace in each others' eyes? When they don't hurt but rather experience joy together? When they don't burn in the embers of their passion but rather enjoy its warmth? Is it still love if the two are so madly besotted with one another than they couldn't bear to hurt the other? Is it still love if it doesn't hurt? A different kind of love. A normal kind of love. For that which burdens the character of a woman, is not love at all. Following three couples as they not only navigate love, but honor, and pride as well.

She was once loved He too once loved. She is fat, He is fit. She stopped showing emotions, He too stopped showing emotions. She is ugly and got mocked many times, He is handsome and appreciated many times. She is having an dark past and fucked up life, He too having the dark past and fucked up life. Both having some common as well as differences. And they both thrown together, well in how? . Will they help each other or do more blunder to each other lives. Peep into the story to see what is happening! ***Again an plussize story, Give it a try!. I hope you won't regret. This is my second story, please adjust with the mistakes as am still in learning phase.***

"I want some time. It's not a right time to take this relationship further" I'm fiddling with my fingers and turn my face to look into his emotionless eyes. "Take your time sweetheart" There is no clue of emotions in his face and He take his phone and went out of his room. He is such a gentleman and I misunderstood him. I whisper his name Rohit Singh Mehta. Someone knock the door. I rushed towards it and open it. My eyes popped out in shock and tears started to form in my eyes. With some courage I asked "Who's this girl?" "She's my wife for today. Can you please use the guest room sweetheart" He smirk and winked at me in this situation. I stuck in the moment and gasped for air and utter "Who am I Rohit" He comes near my earlobe and mutter maybe my whore if you wish you can also join with us in bed. I slapped him and yelled at him "I have values, self-respect and culture and I'm not your whore you mind it" He bite his lower lip and utter "I'll show you your fucking punishment" He shut the door and pushed me & I fell on the floor and The lady started to remove her dress one by one and He's staring at her with full of lust. I'm helpless and God why you made me like this. "Ayla wait I have something very important to show this fucking bitch" He click his fingers at me. Note: "Under no circumstances is violence against women encouraged or allowed. Whatever the reason is you can't justify the domestic violence in any case" Warning: This story is based on abusive relationship, mental & physical abuse, dark romance and swearing words. If you're not okay with this please don't read guys Instead of this You can read my another story it's about International relationship. Started: 16/11/2022

A collection of desi stories filled with exciting romance, undying love and interesting plotlines. Credit for the amazing cover goes to @floralwrites. - All rights reserved. This book should not be published on any app other that Wattpad. If you are reading this somewhere else, you are at risk of a malware attack. If you read some scene similar to another book or real life, it is purely coincidental.

Prince : A conquerer, Ruthless, cold-hearted person that everybody fears to be near him, he is known for his warrior skills,his mere presence demands respect, he has everything a man can desire but still he's a loner in his life... his only goal is to become strongest and take his vengeance...from the person who made his loved one's life extinct..... Princess: A rumored sick princess...she is a combination of beauty with brain... can be kind hearted, joyfull,skilled in arts, brave,intellectual she can do anything for her loved one's.... she can be heartless,and up for vengeance to have peace in her tough life😍❤ What will happen when these two people destiny connected with each other not knowing their twisted fates... in his vengeance , will he lose himself in love or will he lose his love of life??? Please read the story to know!!!!! The story is purely fictional. For entertaining purpose only. This is my very first story on wattpad so please 🙏 kindly ready my work and give yovur thoughts .... thank you all so much❤❤❤ All the images are not mine credits goes to pinterest and Google. I don't own any of those. 😊