I gave him my body. My trust. My heart. He gave them a show. For five years, Yug was mine - my first love, my only heartbreak, my stupid forever. I trusted him with everything, even the night he asked to record us. "Just for me," he'd said. "Safe with me." And I believed him. Until I heard his teammates talking. Until I heard the words they used for me. Slut. Perfect tits. That tight little pussy. Pornstar moans. They watched me. They laughed at me. Now, the man who once worshipped me is on his knees, begging for a second chance. But how do you forgive someone who broke you in places even you can't reach anymore? This isn't just a story about love. It's about the ashes that remain after trust burns away.

1970 A village romance story" To the book girls who want to experience pure love in their lives; this book is for you. "Vijay Singh Thakur" A 35-year-old and the sarpanch of the village of Sitapur. After his father's death, he handled all the responsibilities of their father's and married Siya. Siya Singh Thakur" A 27-year-old and the wife of the sarpanch and an abandoned elder daughter; she has been married to her husband for ten years; they didn't have any own children, her in-laws didn't like her, and she is a responsible women who handle all things, but didn't receive any love from their family. Join in their path of journey where she will sacrifice her life or her husband will bring second wife. This story is pure. fictional, mature languages, and explicit scenes.

𝙏𝙪𝙣𝙚 𝙠𝙮𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙖 , 𝙈𝙖𝙧 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙢𝙞𝙩 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙃𝙤 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞...... ♡ 𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙄 𝘿𝙀𝙀𝙒𝘼𝙉𝙄 ♡ Shashwat Rajvansh - An introvert, calm and ambitious guy studies in class 12th. For him "Rules are meant to be followed". He is a bookworm and topper of his class . He is prince charming of almost all girls of school but never give a glance to them . His dream is to join Indian army and for that he is studying very hard . He has no time for Love. Siya Malhotra - An exovert and chirpy girl studies in class 11th . She is always ready to break the rules and have zero interest in study . She has promised herself to not to fall in love but a sudden encounter with her senior "Shashwat Rajvansh" Changed her perspective about love when she slowly started falling for him who doesn't seem to be interested in her. The more she is getting to know him the more she is falling for him. ************************************************** "For me, Love is devotion." She said, her eyes were drawn to the resplendent Krishna idol. "Then I am devoted to you, Siya, the way you are devoted to your Krishna." He replied looking at her with an intensity akin to how a priest gazes at an idol. *************************************************** Jump inside the story to know more ❤️✨. ______________________________________________ There is no cheating, no toxicity and no love angle. It is just a simple school love story which includes Love, friendship and lots of fun that would probably take you back to your school days. ______________________________________________________

Adhya Chauhan wasn't the type to give up. Especially not on her own marriage. When her family arranged her wedding to Reyan Malhotra, she knew exactly what she was walking into- A husband who was powerful, untouchable, and completely uninterested in love. But she wasn't going to settle for a cold, business-like marriage. No. She was going to make him love her. It wouldn't be easy. He was stubborn. Distant. Impossible. But she was persistent. Playful. Absolutely irresistible when she wanted to be. And with every challenge, every spark, and every stolen moment... She was going to break down his walls and claim his heart. Even if she had to seduce, tease, and torment him to do it.

When the nation's most powerful man needed an unbreakable shield for his daughter, he called Kabir Raizada-a man with ice in his veins and blood on his hands. His job was simple: protect her. But Samaira Rathore was anything but simple. She was a walking storm of mischief, all bright smiles and untamed energy-a reckless temptation wrapped in silk. She tested his patience. Challenged his control. And when danger came too close, Kabir realized one terrifying truth-Samaira wasn't just his responsibility anymore. She was his. And God help anyone who tried to take her.

𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 ♬♩♪♩ [ɪɴᴅɪᴀɴ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ] 𝗥𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝗸𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗼𝗿 : A 30-year-old, 6'1", devilishly handsome man with a sharp jawline, broad shoulders, tan skin, brown eyes, and a chiseled six-pack physique that leaves women swooning. President of RK Groups, where work and friends mean everything to him. Once passionate about photography, he gave up his dreams to manage the family business after his younger brother became a lawyer. Rivaan is serious, responsible, and pragmatic but carries a deep resentment toward his circumstances. He was forced into marriage with a simple village girl, Preeti, due to his grandmother's insistence. Though he respects his grandmother, this marriage was never part of his plans, and adjusting to it will test his patience and resolve. ____________________________________ 𝗣𝗿𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗶 𝗥𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝗸𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗼𝗿 : A 22-year-old village girl, standing 5'3", with an innocent, small, and cute face, a button nose, large brown eyes, and waist-length hair. Preeti is gentle, soft-spoken, and respectful of her elders. She has never ventured out of her village, where life was simple and her dreams modest. She accepted her arranged marriage without complaint, believing it to be her duty as a daughter, but she is unprepared for the challenges of life in a big city or the cold indifference of her husband. Despite her struggles, Preeti is determined to win over her new family and adapt to her unfamiliar world, but her journey will be anything but easy. ◦•●◉✿✿◉●•◦ ______________________________________ Don't forget to vote and comment 😁 Happy reading ❤️

He wasn't heartless. Just... unconvinced. Of love. Of women. Of promises that sound too pretty to be true. She wasn't broken. Just quietly aching. To be seen. To be wanted for who she is, not who she's expected to be. He inherited empires. She inherited emptiness. And when fate ties them together, love doesn't enter gently- It cracks the walls, shakes the ground, and demands to be felt. Loving Through Your Darkness Two hearts. One lie. And a love story neither of them believed they deserved.

He's a self-made man with silent insecurities. She's a princess from a world he never imagined being part of. Abhishek, an orphan with a kind heart and steady job at a tech company, lives a simple middle-class life. All he ever wanted was stability-and maybe someone to call his own. He never imagined that someone would be her. Prachi Sharma, the only daughter of a wealthy business family in Gurugram, has lived a life of comfort and protection. When her father-who treats Abhishek like a son-announces her arranged marriage to the soft-spoken employee she's never even met, her world shifts overnight. Two shy souls. Two strangers. One unexpected marriage. With innocence in their hearts and hesitation in their eyes, will they be able to build something real? Or will the differences in their worlds build walls between their hearts? A tender story of awkward glances, quiet love, emotional healing, and two virgins discovering what it means to belong-not just in marriage, but in each other's lives.

An arranged marriage, a cold CEO, and one very flustered newlywed wife. Nandini never expected to go from her quiet home life to living in a luxurious mansion with her husband's 40-member loud and chaotic family. And definitely not married to Siddharth Roy-the most untouchable, unreadable, and unfairly hot business tycoon in the country. She's shy, sarcastic, and soft. He's cold, composed, and annoyingly irresistible. But sparks start flying faster than oil in a hot pan when she flicks flour at him one night during dinner prep-and he doesn't back away. He leans in.

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .