"Vi... Viaan, please don't do this.. don't leave me, please come back. It's our wedding day. Plea...please I'm begging you." "Do not ever call me again, Ira. It's over between us." The line went dead. That was all it took for him to left me at the Altar for her. *** ~ A REBIRTH STORY From childhood, Ira Veyansh was always compared to Niya Kapadia. Niya ~ the maid's daughter who could do everything better. Studies, sports, looks, manners, obedience, everything. Everyone loved Niya. Ira parents, her brothers, even the family celebrated her like she was one of their own. Birthdays, dinners, small achievements... the praise always went to Niya. "Ira, you should be more like Niya." "I wish Niya was my sister." "Take a lesson from Niya." Day by day, Ira felt invisible. Starved for love and attention, she did things she shouldn't have, hurt Niya, humiliated her, even darker. But nothing worked. Then came Viaan. Her childhood love. The one she thought would finally make her happy. But he chose Niya too. The pain and humiliation were too much for her to handle. That night, walking alone in the rain after being abandoned at her own wedding, Ira was hit by a truck. A brutal accident that ended her life. But life gave her a second chance. A rebirth. She remembered everything. Every insult. Every betrayal. Every heartbreak. And somewhere in that second life... there is this man. Reevan. A man she was never meant to cross paths with. Forbidden. Yet somehow... tied to her fate. Now, the question is, will she let fate repeat itself, or will she change her story?

Laetitia Burnwick was a villain. Not because she dared to look the devil in the eyes, but because she dared to love him. She chose him. But the laurel wreath had never been on her head. Haedes Wargreaves loved someone else. She tried to destroy their love, only to regret it at the last second and die for it. Now, she is reborn. She knows about her fate and she wants to give up Haedes. Even though she still loves him. Even though it kills her. However, the opposite of fate is not choice. It's oblivion. And Haedes doesn't remember a thing. 𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔 NEW UPLOADS every two weeks on Thursdays, at 7 PM, EST

"I want a divorce," he said, his voice devoid of emotion. "What?" she asked, her heart sinking. "What about the promise you made on our wedding day?" A single tear slipped down her cheek. "That promise was just to save my family's name," he replied coldly, avoiding her gaze. "You lied to me? Is that why you treated me this way all these months?" she asked, her voice trembling with anger and hurt. He remained silent. "Why?" she demanded. "She is back," he said flatly, offering no further explanation. Shivika swallowed the lump in her throat, her pain giving way to defiance. "Fine. I'll give you the divorce you want," she said harshly, wiping her tears before walking out, leaving behind the man who had shattered her heart. Shivika Kapoor(26 years), a bubbly and kind-hearted girl, saw her life fall apart when she became the unexpected bride of Abhimanyu Malhotra(30 years). Abhimanyu, the brilliant and distant star surgeon of Sapphire General Hospital, was admired for his charm and skill but had left Shivika with nothing but heartbreak. Was this the life she had imagined? Was this destiny's plan, or did their fractured bond hold any hope for healing? Both doctors at Sapphire General Hospital, Abhimanyu was Shivika's senior by three years, known for his brilliance and cold demeanor. Shivika, a fresh resident eager to prove herself, had long admired him from afar during her studies. But now, the shadows of their past loomed over them, threatening to destroy any chance at happiness. Fate had brought them together, but could two souls ever truly mend? Or would their lives forever be dictated by pain and unfulfilled promises? Dive into their story to uncover the twists, heartbreak, and hope of a love caught between duty and desire. Highly mature content. Read at your own risk. 18+

• INDIAN ARRANGE MARRIAGE • ˜"*°•.˜"*° •°*"˜.•°*"˜ "You're my peace within all the Chaos of my life" ˜"*°•.˜"*°• . •°*"˜.•°*"˜ Aarush and Priya were so engrossed in love, that their parents were already convinced that they're a perfect match for each other and encouraged them to get married. They did. They were happily married ever after. But there's a saying, Everything being good just knocks for a big storm, that's what exactly happened with them. Aarush lost his dearest wife to blood cancer. The only thing that helped them survive were their twins. The grief of a son, can't be seen by his mother, she asks him to move on, start afresh, start anew, again. From zero. And being way more reluctant, still agreeing over his mother's wish. He remarried. What will be the fate of the girl he marries to? Will he ever accept her as his wife? Will he ever move on?

The thought of getting married to the one i love made me enthusiastic. But the thought of getting married to someone who hates me is scary. An one-sided love, an arranged marriage and a plan was enough to make her feel like his unwanted bride. - The story can be found on my other account @withink.

" 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭." ˙✧🪐 ๋࣭ ⋆｡ °✩ 𝐀𝐲𝐞𝐳𝐚𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐡 : a girl who is fearless, flirtatious, & gorgeous. who never takes anything seriously, not even her own life. She dates just to tease and have fun. A typical bad girl. love is just a stupid word to her until she meets 𝐡𝐢𝐦. He manages to make her fall head over heels without even realizing it. She's used to being chased by guys, but now she finds herself chasing after him. But he has already given his heart to someone & she is left with a wounded heart and unrequited love. Destiny plays its role and they are tied together into the marriage. 𝐑𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐥 𝐀𝐡𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐧 : A man who is very sweet, kind nice, polite, humble and what not. Basically a absolute sweetheart. Girls can't help but have crush on him. He is all a girl want. A goody good boy. But even someone as kind and genuine as him has experienced the pain of unrequited love. It's a tragic twist when his one-sided love remains unfulfilled, as his lover passes away.

Book #1 of Never Duet "You would never be more than just a replacement, you'd never be mine." She had no choice in marriage or in running away from it. From him. The man who was supposed to marry her sister would get her now. Whether she fought, ran and begged. He'd drag her back on gun point if it meant she became his replacement bride. Deal. Reputation. Business. Three words that changed her fate. Three words to best describe why everyone wanted this marriage-except her. And before she could hope for this marriage to turn real, he made sure she never dared to. Tropes: Replaced bride Marriage of convenience Forced marriage Age gap Artist x Businessman Forced proximity

Siara Malhotra was once the heartbeat of her family-a spirited, passionate girl who dreamed of love and acceptance. But one cruel twist of fate left her broken, disowned, and accused of a betrayal she never committed. Cast out from the only home she knew, Siara rebuilt herself far away, emerging as one of the world's top neurosurgeon. Yet beneath her success lay a shattered heart and a soul that no longer believed in love or warmth. Mahir Sehgal, CEO of Sehgal groups was the man she had loved with every fiber of her being, but he had never returned her affection. Bound by a dying wish, Mahir reluctantly married Siara, only to abandon her on their wedding night. For three years, he stayed away, unaware that siara no longer has any expectations from life or love, she no longer loved him. When fate brings them back together, both must confront the ghosts of their pasts. Can two broken souls find healing in each other, or will the scars of betrayal and indifference keep them apart forever? WHAT WAS THE REASON SHE BROKE BEYOND REPAIR? TO KNOW, DIVE INTO THE STORY Copyright Notice: DO NOT COPY MY WORK

Ayaat × Shahmeer ( Also can be read as a standalone novel) Top-1 in India . . . . . . . . . "Let me make this clear from the very beginning-" But she interrupted. Lifting her veil slowly, She faced him. Her tone was calm, but her soul trembled behind her words. "I don't have any expectations from this bond," she said steadily. "You've given me your name-that's enough. You'll always be my sister's husband. I'm not here to demand a place in your life. I know exactly where I stand." He watched her, caught off guard by her sudden fire yet nodded. "Good. That saves us both the trouble. And Stick to that. Because I won't tolerate promises you can't keep." He said sharply. Her scent lingered between them...a soft, familiar trace of coconut. He took a small step back, as if her presence had caught him off guard. As if it stirred something he wasn't ready to face-something unsettling, achingly familiar... and utterly forbidden. ★★★★★★★★★★★ When two broken souls, Ayaat and Shahmeer, are bound by an unwanted marriage, they treat each other as nothing more than a forbidden past. Grief, guilt, duty, hate.. defines their bond... until fate begins to rewrite their story. They fall.....slowly, unknowingly, and effortlessly. But will they remain shackled by hate, guilt? Or will they finally allow themselves a chance to live... and love again? Troupes: Arranged Marriage, Second Marriage, Brother in law, Twin sisters, Billionaire, Slow burn, Heartbreak, Trauma, Obsession, Romance, Hate-Love, Baby, Grumpy × Sunshine, Businessman × Designer, Healing each other, Mature themes, Second Chance. ⚠️Content Warning : This story contains Mature Themes. Details will be found inside💗

"𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙖 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙." "Listen to me very carefully, Rudra... ek din maut aayegi... mujhe le jaayegi... aur tum kuch nahi kar paoge... kuch bhi nahi!" I screamed, my voice breaking as tears streamed uncontrollably, my chest rising and falling with the weight of a truth I wanted him to accept. Maybe now he'd understand... that I wasn't someone he could save. But a low, chilling chuckle left his lips, and when I looked up-my breath stopped. He stood there, drenched in blood... not his, but of the man who had tried to kill me. His eyes held mine, dark, unshaken, almost terrifying as he stepped closer, wiping my tears with blood-stained fingers, his voice dropping into something dangerously calm- "𝐦𝐚𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐭𝐚 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐡 𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐮𝐦 𝐩𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐢 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐮𝐧 𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐢 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐀𝐫𝐨𝐡𝐢" Rudraksh Rajput X Arohi Mehra 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ