" Tara, I can give you everything you want in this world and you are the only woman I have ever been together. Marry me, Tara " Avinash spoke his eyes boring into hers and his hand holding her waist. Sitara stepped close to him with their chest pressed gently and she looked into his eyes with the same intensity. " I have everything you are ready to offer me Avinash but you are not ready to give me what I actually want and I lack in my life. Love.. All I want is love, Will you love me ? " Tara asked him placing her palm over his chest. Avinash, 29 years old, cold hearted billionaire love his business, love his grandmother, love being in solitude... There are so many things that he love but the only thing that he hate in his life is Love.. He loathed the word love, he swore to never fall in love. Sitara, 25 years old, heir to her billionaire dead mother. She owned everything yet lived life of a simple girl basking in the love of her grandmother, cocooned in her arms. She never believed in anything as much as she believed in love. She wanted someone to love her just like the prince charming from the stories of her grandmother. A night changes both their lives and Avinash propose her to be his contract girl friend with all conditions agreed except for love in it. Join me in whirlwinding chemistry of Avinash and Sitara...

doctor husband who is strict and shy ,innocent wife.

|𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐬 - 𝐈| 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘴. "Junoon ban chuki ho tum. Ishq ki tapish se bhi tez aur pagalpan ki har hadon se paar. Is qadar beyhadh ki tumhari rooh tak qaid karne ka irada hai." Upon stumbling with "𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒐𝒚 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝑵𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆" Aarav on her cousin's wedding, Mishika struggles to keep the dark secrets hidden under the veil. However fate has always been cruel to her. Betrayed and tricked by her own extended family, she finds herself at the altar, 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 the man who was supposed to be her cousin's husband-to-be, the same man she had hated for 6 years. Threatened to take 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦 on the very first night by her forced husband, she was pushed and pulled between the past she can't get over from and the practicality of life. When she scramble to figure out her expectations and boundaries in the hopeless marriage, she was left shaken when her 𝘕𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦-𝘧𝘰𝘳-𝘢-𝘏𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥 confessed about being 𝑶𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 with her since 8 years. An obsession he strived years to bury and get over with. But will it be so easy for 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕 to incarcerate his favourite 𝑩𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒆 when somewhere deep he knew that 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘥 ? her heart was latched with HATE his mind was tainted with LUST? ❌No Cheating Between The Leads❌

It was one weekend. One weekend changed everything! He was the Governor's son, one of the rising stars in the business world. He had everything at his feet. She was a struggling college student working two jobs. Beautiful independent and stubborn. So how did one weekend change everything? What will happen when the secret comes out? This story contains: Lots of Drama, secrets and lies. Get ready readers!

She, a gifted singer, harbored a passion for music that her parents vehemently opposed. Despite their disapproval, she continued to sing in secret, her voice echoing through the quiet nights. He, on the other hand, defied stereotypes. Not a playboy or a spoiled heir, he carried an air of arrogance softened by an underlying kindness. Girls admired his striking looks, but his heart remained steadfastly loyal to one woman-someone he had silently admired for two years. He is billionaire as well as a dancer, his movements a symphony of grace. As the CEO of his father's company, he navigated boardrooms with the same precision as pirouettes. Dance was more than a passion; it was his soul's rhythm. Their paths converged when their parents orchestrated an arranged marriage. She, unaware of the man she would wed, agreed without hesitation. He, too, stepped into this union, guided by duty rather than desire. As they stood at the precipice of matrimony, questions swirled: Would he learn to love his enigmatic wife? Could she uncover the depths of his heart? And most importantly, would their secret loves-one hidden behind melodies, the other behind admiring glances-find solace in each other's arms? Let's see how Aaron will found about his secret love?Will he able to love his wife who is mysterious to world?.

Hey Guys, This is my first experience in writing. I love medical stories though am not related to medical field. It's doctor lead stories. So I wanna try some in it...It may be like one shots! Hope you all support it! Requests are also welcome..!! Happy Reading!

After reading the title you guys already know that these short stories are on based of arrange marriage. Sanyukta and Randhir (Sandhir) are a television couple that I admire a lot. So this book is a collection of Sandhir's Arranged marriage love Stories. Happy reading

love can change everything..... Blossom of love... you give me a reason to live you give me a reason to love you more you give me your unconditional love to cure my painful heart, You Take me away from my every sorrow You Take Me Away from my every grief I smiled again to see you smile I started living again seeing you live then you left me alone but I'll find you again because you are my Blossom of love The book covers shop -free @xcherryBlossomX__@ magical_community

An emotional tale about karma, where the writer is destiny. **Note this is an original fiction story that I wrote in 2016, it uses the name of the characters from the show Sadda Haq, but it has nothing to do with the show apart from the names. You can read as if it's a regular novel. I almost got it published with original names. This one is VERY dear to my heart. It has MANY themes of spirituality and deep concepts about love.** "Your name will be on my dying lips," she whispered as she lay in the hospital bed, her lips chapped, her face pale. "All I will chant is your name. You are who I have lived for, and I will die remembering you too." "Please don't do this to me," I told her hoarsely, my voice cracked, for I knew that time was short. "If you go, what will I do here?" "Randhir, Randhir, Randhir," she whispered, and closed her eyes as her feeble body fell into a deep slumber. "Sanyukta," I said hoarsely, "Please wake up." She was slipping away from me, her breaths were getting slower. My time with her was limited, although eternity was what I wanted. "Sanyukta," I called out hopelessly, a longing ache in my chest. She had already dedicated her last breath to me, but I vowed that I would write off all the breaths I had left in her name. I had already hurt her too much in this lifetime. I took her hand in mine gently, rubbing small circles with my thumb on her soft skin. "From this moment, this Randhir Singh Shekhawat promises you Sanyukta Agarwal, that I will die to love you," I told her, feeling my eyes get wet. "Even if I am in a living hell, I will make sure I love you the right way. Everything I have belongs to you now... my mind, my body, my soul. It is all yours." As the first tears fell from the corners of my eyes, I noticed her lips curve upwards ever so slightly. It was almost as if she heard me. We never took marriage vows, but for some reason these dying vows felt more real than it could get.

Horror mystery..... a girl is running to save her life on a dark rainy night. Some goons were running after her to kill her, she was running to escape from them. But unfortunately, she falls into a big deep pit and gets injured. All the goons come and start laughing at her. Then the one young boy came She looks at a boy with her blurred eyes. then the boy tells the goons:- (Ek kaam nahi Hota tum logo se gadhe kahi ke )now bury her in this pit and he lit a cigarette he has a Vampire tattoo on his back... The girl tries to see the boy face but in her blurry eyes, she can't see clearly but see seen the Vampire tattoo on his back...... She shouted:- I will never forgive you all. I will come back. and not leave all of you... Boy - laugh and said buried her... All the goons have started filling soil in the pit...