"How would you like to get f*ck today, my dear wife?" 🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭🂺 "It was the year 1999....when eyes still mirrored every emotion, and love spoke without a single word." बात सन 1999 की जब आंखें ज़ज्बात का आईना हुआ करती थीं! ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Vedarth is the kind of man who leaves a quiet impression. He's smart and genuinely intelligent, the type who observes more than he speaks. There's a shy charm in the way he carries himself, yet every now and then, a playful flirt slips through his calm exterior. He fell in love with his wife the moment he saw her, a feeling that still reflects in his eyes whenever she's around. Though a little mysterious at times, he treats everyone with respect and warmth, making him surprisingly easy to talk to and impossible to forget. Aratrika is a quiet storm wrapped in soft edges. She's shy and a little nerdy, but her sharp mind always shines in her academics as she works toward her degree. She loves her siblings fiercely, and they're her biggest source of joy. Marriage isn't something she ever dreamed about, and with her father's wish steering her future, she's stepping into it with zero expectations. Still, she keeps her dignity intact. She's respectful to everyone but never afraid to speak the truth when it matters. Promo- In 1999, an arranged marriage ties two strangers together. For her, it's duty. For him, it's destiny. He falls first. He falls harder. And once she's his, heaven helps the man who even looks her way. She meets him with quiet grace. He meets her with an intensity he can't hide-soft around her, ruthless around the world. Forced proximity turns into something warmer, deeper, and far more dangerous. Every shared silence, every almost-touch pulls them closer than either planned. But the past is never truly past. Secrets rise. Shadows stretch. And love becomes the only thing strong enough to survive the storm.

They performed her last rites, while she was still alive. Akshara Maheshwari was erased from her own family before she could even understand what she had done wrong. Abandoned, forgotten, and declared dead, she disappeared from the world that once called her blood. Years later, she returns.. not as a broken child begging for answers, but as AK - a name the world admires, fears, and follows. She doesn't come back for forgiveness. She doesn't ask for love. And she doesn't reveal herself easily. Because some wounds don't need apologies... they need truth, power, and reckoning. As the Maheshwaris celebrate, lie, and protect their secrets, the past claws its way back into the present. A past involving betrayal, silence, a sold child, and a savior who changed her fate. What happens when a family realizes the daughter they buried... is the woman who now controls their empire? And what if revenge isn't her goal, but taking back what was always hers? A story of abandonment, survival, silent revenge, and a girl who learned to smile while planning her return. Read to find out: Will the truth destroy them... Or will Akshara destroy the truth first?

✧༺ 𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐕𝐈𝐊 𝐱 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐑 ༻✧ Some stories begin with love. This one begins with finding a family. When Heer's world shatters overnight, she is thrown into a life she never imagined-a life filled with strangers who are suddenly her family, brothers she never knew existed, and a home that doesn't quite feel like hers. Lost, heartbroken, and carrying the weight of her mother's absence, Heer struggles to find her place among the powerful Raichands. But while she fears being unwanted, the truth is far different. Because somewhere between Rakshit's silent care, Rihaan's endless teasing, Kanishk's chaos, Priyansh's unwavering support, Arhaan's warmth, and Shaurya's fierce protection, Heer slowly discovers what it means to belong. And then there is Rutvik. The boy who falls first, The boy who waits. The boy who looks at her as if she is every beautiful thing the world forgot to name. What begins as friendship blossoms into a love story filled with stolen glances, soft confessions, inside jokes, forehead kisses, and a boy who never lets her doubt her worth. But life isn't only made of happy moments. Secrets surface. Hearts break. Fears return. Relationships are tested. And Heer must learn that family isn't always the one you're born into-sometimes it's the people who choose you every single day. Filled with sibling chaos, unconditional love, emotional healing, unforgettable friendships, heart-fluttering romance, and a heroine who finds her voice amidst the noise, Heer is a story about grief, belonging, and the kind of love that turns strangers into home. "THIS IS THE STORY OF HEER-THE GIRL WHO WAS LOVED SO FIERCELY THAT EVEN HER BROKEN PIECES LEARNED HOW TO SHINE AGAIN." ❀TROPES❀ High school romance 6 Protective Half brothers Bad boy x good girl Best friend's sister x Brother's best friend He fell first and harder No bullying 12th x 11th Rom-com Bold girl

𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆.....✰ Ishqa Ve chaddea, Tu khak da ni sanu....🎀 Ishqa Ve chaddea, Tu khak da ni sanu.....❤️ Takk de aye jihnu , oh takda ni sanu....💓 Takk de aye jihnu, oh takda ni sanu.....🦋 Firde ye jihnu, khayalan ch sambhi....🥴 Firde ye jihnu , khayalan ch sambhi....🤧 Nazran de vich vi , Oo rakhada ni sanu....🎀 Ishqa Ve chaddea, Tu khak da ni sanu....✨ Ishqa Ve chaddea, Tu khak da ni sanu.....💋 MUSIC........🎵🎵🎵 ♫︎☾︎ 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐲𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐯☽︎♫︎ 𝐀 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐧. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲...✿︎✿︎ ♫︎☾︎ 𝐘𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐚𝐥☽︎♫︎ 𝐀 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐫. 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡. 𝐇𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬... 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧.✿︎✿︎ 𝑻𝑹𝑶𝑷𝑬𝑺... 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬.♫︎ 𝐍𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬.♫︎ 𝐆𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐲𝐗𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞

"Excuse me!! How dare you to talk to me like this?? Do you know who I am?" He roared at Vanika in loud voice pointing his index finger towards her. "Prime minister ke bete ho tum?? By growing this beard and height, are you thinking that you are training commander? Listen Mr. Whatever, I don't give a damn about your identity. So just leave my way." Vanika said putting his finger down by her index finger. He gave her a death glare and left from there while she smirked . ******************************************************** She was standing in line with other IPS candidates but suddenly gets 440 volt shock when the same man she fought with came to stage throwing sharp glares at Vanika and said - "Good morning Candidates. I am Nirmay Oberoi your training commander. And from now you all will be trained under my guidance in these 11 months." ******************************************************** But both of them did not know that the tale which has started will go "𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙴𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙽𝙸𝚃𝚈".

'𝙄𝙨𝙝𝙦 𝙟𝙪𝙣𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙟𝙖𝙗 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙚, 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙦 𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙚' After crossing the first phase of love, they now stand at the edge of a new journey-one that will test their hearts and devotion in ways they never imagined. "Like the moon awaits the sun after a long night, her heart held onto his light through every shadow and silence."

"Some love stories don't begin with confessions. Some begin with silence, missed chances, and two people pretending they never cared." ------------ She was supposed to marry someone else... but destiny made her his wife instead. 🤍 A soft-hearted girl. A dangerously calm man. And a marriage neither of them expected. Avantika Rathore & Avyukt Vardan #SlowBurn #ArrangedMarriage #WattpadRomance

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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 18+ 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 ꜱᴀʜᴇʟ ᡣ𐭩 ʜᴀꜰꜱᴀ Note: Shikanj is a dark romcom. If you are not comfortable with this theme, please do not read it, for your own sake as well as the writer's. And if you do choose to read it, kindly refrain from leaving disrespectful or hateful comments about the characters. They are my babies. Tracing her bangles up, he let the silence speak for itself for a while and then muttered, "Aapko choodiyan pasand hai?" He asked, pulling her body closer by her wrist, and now she stood almost between his legs. She was blushing, looking nervous and uneasy but he paid it no mind. "Ji, pasand hai." He hummed, nodding. "Agar mujhse ye toot gayi toh aapko acha nahi lagega na?" He murmured, lifting his other hand, puffing out another air of smoke.

𓇢𓆸 ꜱʜᴀʜᴍᴇᴇʀ ᡣ𐭩 ʟᴀɪʙᴀ "Wo humare wo neighbour hai na, jinke paas wo safed kutta hai, americano skomo dog.." "American Eskimo," he corrected lazily, a small smile tugging at his lips.