𝑰𝒓𝒂 𝑺𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒂 × 𝑨𝒗𝒚𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑹𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒍 "If I say... you have the option to marry me instead of your fiancé... will you marry me then?" My breath hitched. This time, his tone softened slightly, but it was strained, like every word cost him energy. "Forget everyone, Ira. Just think from your heart. Can you accept me?" "Yes..." ______________________________________________ Ira Sisodia was the daughter her parents once adored. Until tragedy struck... and she was replaced by her own cousin. Overnight, the love that belonged to her was given to someone else. Ignored. Unwanted. Unloved. So Ira became the villain everyone believed her to be. Cold. Arrogant. Untouchable. But everything begins to change when she meets Avyaansh Singh Rawal. Her cousin sister's brother-in-law. The man she was never meant to fall for. Where everyone saw arrogance, Avyaansh saw pain. Where everyone ignored her, he chose her. Again. And again. And again. But loving Ira isn't easy. Because when someone spends years believing they are unwanted... How do they believe someone who says they are the only one he wants? Will Ira ever let herself be loved? She was never chosen. Until he did. And this is the story of the girl who was forced to become the villain. Tropes Marriage of Convenience Sister's Brother-in-Law Overthinker She × Over-Explainer He He Fell First × Both Fell Harder Whipped ML Protective ML Healing Sarcastic She × Wholesome He

She saved his life, but she couldn't outrun her past-or her past lives. To the world, she was a nameless shadow who threw herself between an assassin's blade and the Prince of Bikaner, instantly turning the quiet nobody into a nation-wide obsession. Desperate for anonymity, she begged the royal family for only one thing: to be left alone. Instead, she walked straight into a centuries-old reckoning. When the royal family finally comes face-to-face with their kingdom's savior, the palace falls silent. She bears the exact face, the exact eyes, and the exact presence of the legendary Rani Sahiba-the queen who defended Bikaner with her love before sealing its borders with a broken, unyielding curse. As the lines between past and present blur, the Prince of Bikaner realizes that the girl in his arms is the soul he lost lifetimes ago. But history is whispering of a tragedy waiting to repeat itself. With dark forces closing in and the ancient curse awakening, he must unravel the truth of her return before time runs out-and he loses his queen forever.

His fingers trailed along her cheek. "Say it," Dhruvay murmured, voice raw with longing. "Say you missed me, wife." Roopa's eyes dropped to his wrapped hand again, the way it trembled slightly, the way he'd covered it with something that belonged to her instead of getting treated properly. Her throat tightened. "You bled, fought, got yourself hurt," she whispered shakily, eyes glossing with something unspoken. "And came all this way... for this?" His lips curled, amused, but that glint in his eyes darkened. "Tch. That mouth... I missed that too." She placed her palm on his chest, trembling fingers pressing against the thudding heart beneath. Not to push him away. But to feel him. To ground herself. To steady her pulse that threatened to race away. "If I say I missed you," she whispered, her voice laced with fear and fury, "what would you do?" "I'd never let you leave again," he said without a blink. "Not even to breathe." Tears burned her eyes, but she swallowed them. "And if I don't?" His gaze darkened. The smile faded like smoke vanishing in wind. "Then I'll still keep you," he said coldly. "But you'll bleed with me, wife... until you understand you were never meant to run." A gasp caught in her throat. He meant every word. Every scar on him was a sentence for her. "You're reckless," she whispered, "you terrify me." His expression flickered into something possessive, before he smiled again. A wicked, burning smile. "Good. Then maybe you'll stop running." His other hand slided beneath the hem of her top, resting possessively on her waist. "Now be a good girl, Roopa," he whispered, "and say you missed me." ~~❉~~ A forced marriage. A stolen past. And a love she was never meant to feel. When the truth comes out, will her heart betray her pride? Curious to know what happens next? Start reading DhRupa now.

DAILY UPDATES . A marriage forced by circumstances. A husband filled with resentment. A wife burdened by a secret. Advait Malhotra, the heir to a powerful business empire, never wanted to marry Saanvi Sharma. Believing she had trapped him for wealth and status, he treated her with cold indifference from the very beginning. But Saanvi carried a truth she could never reveal-a truth that had led her to accept this marriage for reasons far beyond money or ambition. Bound together by fate and divided by misunderstanding, they began a journey neither of them had chosen. A journey of secrets, heartbreak, and a love that would have to survive countless storms before it could bloom.

Warning: 18+ "He doesn't smile, he doesn't laugh. The only emotion I see on his face is anger. He hates everything about me, my views, my dressing sense and my forward thoughts. It's not like I challenged his views on purpose, I tried my best to follow the rules of the village, but it seems like he hates the very sight of me. How can I marry such a man? a man who despises my very existence?" Seher Shaikh is a NRI, she visits her hometown - Azamgarh and there she realises she had been bethrothed to Saad Nawab Khan, an illiterate man who had lived a completely different life. Circumstances force her and Seher is forced to marry the brutal man.

An arrenge marriage tale dating back to 1970s.... A business man and a middle class girl are tied in a bond of marriage, where they accept each other whole heartedly.... One has high temper while the other is soft hearted. Many unexpected things they have to tackle in their journey. Sometime they may face it together , in somecase they may distance themselves. How will they begin their story with eachother? Facing all ups and downs together how will they stand beside eachother ?.... Let's dive in their story....!!! Another reminder Not every 70s story has the daughter-in-law work like a maid or listen to taunt. | I don't own any of the picture I have used in this story, the credits goes to the original owner |

She was born into politics. He was born to rule it. When Indu's father - leader of the opposition - strikes a desperate deal to save his party, he offers the one thing Prithvi Devraj might take: his daughter. Cold, calculated, and destined to become the next Chief Minister, Prithvi doesn't believe in love - only power, loyalty, and control. Now bound to her father's greatest enemy, Indu is forced into a marriage she never wanted... to a man whose name she grew up fearing. But Prithvi doesn't touch without consent. He doesn't raise his voice.He destroys in silence. "I won't touch you unless you ask me to... But if you ever betray me- I'll make you wish you never walked into my world." In the war of politics, hearts are collateral. And in a house where passion burns colder than power, someone's going to get hurt.

𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐀𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚 ᴀʙʜɪᴍᴀᴀɴ: ᴛʀᴜꜱᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀʜᴀɴᴀ, ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀʀʀʏ ʏᴏᴜ, ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴇʀɪꜱʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ᴛɪʟʟ ᴍʏ ʟᴀꜱᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ. ɪ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴇᴀʀʏ ᴇʏᴇꜱ, ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅꜱ ʜᴇʀ ꜱʟᴏᴡʟʏ, ᴡʜʏ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ? ꜱʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴀɪᴅ. ᴀʜᴀɴᴀ: ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ, ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ, ɪ ᴀᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ʙɪʟʟɪᴏɴᴀɪʀᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴍᴀɴʏ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ɢɪʀʟꜱ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴍᴇ, ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴀ ᴄᴜʀꜱᴇ, ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴅᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇ ᴀɴʏ ʜᴀᴘᴘɪɴᴇꜱ- ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜱᴀʏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ʟɪᴘꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ᴏᴡɴ ʟɪᴘꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ʟɪᴘꜱ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴋɪꜱꜱɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ꜱʟᴏᴡʟʏ, ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴋɪꜱꜱɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ꜱᴇɴꜱᴜᴀʟʟʏ, ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ɢᴏᴛ ʟᴏꜱᴛ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ʟɪᴘꜱ, ʜᴇ ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇʀ ʙʏ ᴍʏ ᴡᴀɪꜱᴛ, ɴᴏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ. This story contains Mature and abusive contents and many things like this which might triggered you so read at your own risk because i will not gonna tolerate any judgement about my characters. If you are sensitive then leave this book. Chapter 1+ 2 are combined

An 18-year-old thrust into a loveless marriage by her stepmother following her father's sudden death, Maithili Gupta finds herself married to Venkatesh Rao, a brooding widower ten years her senior who is still haunted by the tragic loss of his wife and child in a car accident. As she enters his silent mansion filled with shadows and sorrow, her standstill world shifts after a strange, vivid dream featuring a mysterious woman whispering a haunting plea: "Stay with him. He needs you. He is all alone. Free me". Left to decide if this encounter is merely a dream or a message from beyond, Maithili must navigate whether love can take root in the cracks of pain and whether she is destined to bring Venkatesh back to life in this tale of fate, healing, and unexpected love. #3rd ranked MARRIAGE ( 13/10/2024)

Blamed for a scandal she didn't commit and banished by the father she exposed, she left her ancestral home with nothing left to lose. In the unforgiving world of 18th-century feudal India, a ruined reputation was usually a death sentence. Instead, it became her armor. When she crossed the threshold of a feared Thakur's estate, she didn't come seeking refuge-she came to command. Amidst a household steeped in rivalries, secrets, and cutthroat politics, she forged her own destiny, rising from a disgraced outcast to the formidable Badi Thakurain. Badi Thakurain is a gripping historical drama about a woman who traded silence for survival, shattered the chains of patriarchy, and turned her exile into an empire.