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Rabya was unwillingly tied up in a knot of marriage with the only son of a big Zamindar; Adhrit Singh Chauhan. She once had a happy life, trying to achieve her dreams in the metropolitan city by striving to become independent so that she can financially support her family. But then, her one mistake and she was forced to marry Adhrit who's a decade older than her and lives in that regressive part of a small town in Uttar Pradesh where girls are not even allowed to step out of their house. Will Adhrit ever be able to be loved by his wife? Or will she always remain his unwilling bride?

Top 1 in India [21/02/26] #Book 2 of Rathore's brother series ISHANI VIKRAM RAJPUT The wife of Vikram Rajput, Ishani is an innocent and kind-hearted young woman who hails from a humble middle-class family. Deprived of love and affection from her parents, she naively believed that marriage would bring her the warmth and care she always longed for. However, her dreams were shattered when she found herself in a toxic and abusive marriage. "Maa, please, I want to come home," she pleaded desperately. Her mother replied coldly, "Even if you die, don't come to our house-you are nothing but a burden to us." DEVANSH SINGH RATHORE Brother-in-law of Ishani and a single hot DAD,cold man and soft hearted only for his daughter(love) "A successful businessman and secretive mafia head, he exudes a calm aura that sends shivers down everyone's spine. After mysteriously leaving India five years ago, he returns with no explanation, a man full of secrets. He speaks only when necessary; his eyes do the rest, sending a chilling message with just one glance." Chlta firta BOMB both from looks and Nature ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ "Dedicated to all the girls who yearn for love, both soft and dangerous." ⚠️WARNING: This book contains mature content. there is a mention of abuse,suicide,rape,depression and murder(not by male lead) read only if you comfortable...

#TOP 2 in India(1,7,8/8/25) #TOP 3 in india(1,6,14,15,16,17,18/8/25) #TOP 4 in India(10/8/25) DEVYANI A 18-year-old innocent girl, She loves her father more than herself and is willing to sacrifice anything for him But how will she survive the trauma when her own father sells her to the most ruthless man just to clear his debt, without even thinking twice? "A father who sees her as a curse, locking her inside the house for 18 years and telling the world she was dead. But how will she feel when she steps out for the first time-and fate takes a 360-degree turn?" RIVAN THAKUR He lives alone with his SON(Kaizan), hating everything about marriage and the family he left behind. But when he wakes up one morning to find himself HUSBAND to a frightened young girl in his family's haveli(thakur's haveli)-his world tilts. ______________________ He stepped closer, his towering frame caging me in. My breath hitched. His eyes-sharp, cold, merciless-scanned me like I was a puzzle that didn't fit. "You don't even know how to wear a bra?" he asked, his voice low, incredulous, and almost cruel. I didn't know what to say. I slowly nodded my head-no-because... I really didn't. No one ever taught me. No one cared to. I was standing there, shivering slightly, my fingers trembling, curling into the soft shawl I used to hide myself. His gaze was burning, stripping me down to my bare soul, and I couldn't meet his eyes. But his next words... or we can say actions... shocked me to the core. ----------------- Will he accept her as his wife? Will he destroy her for a decision she never made? Or will fate tie them together in ways neither imagined? 𐙚⋆°｡⋆♡ A dark, intense love story of two broken souls bound by force, fear... and destiny.

"Please... Open...the door...I can't breathe.." She said breathing heavily... "You have to pay for ur mistake.. Mene tumhe pehle hi warn kia tha..ki tumhaari wajah se agar meri family ko zara si bhi takleef hui...then you will face the worst side of me.. My dear Wife..." He said with gritted teeth.. standing on the other side of door.. She was struggling for a single breath... He turned off the lights of the room..to torture her more..as she is scared from darkness.. Her body couldn't tolerate anymore...and She collapsed.. He is not aware that She has asthma... . . . . . . . He is 30 She is 21 He is the eldest son of his family She is the youngest daughter of her family He is Cold as ice.. She is Warm as fire.. He is 6'2 She is 5'3 Story Troupe ✨Age gap ✨Slow burn romance ✨Forced marriage ✨ grumpy × sunshine ✨He fell first and harder Come... let's dive into the amazing and sizzling story of Vardaan Singhania and Noor Mehra..✨✨ As it's my first work ever on Wattpad...there are various errors and grammatical mistakes but I promise that I 'll try to improve myself..

"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 .

'You see this hair? You can't imagine how many times I've imagined it wrapped in my fists while I fuck your tight, sweet pussy,' he stated, his voice deep and inviting. And gosh, if words could fuck, I'd have an orgasm right now. My breath hitched, and I could feel my chest rising up and down. God, so he thinks of fucking me too? My cheeks reddened as I imagined him pounding into me. 'Do you want me to fuck you, hm?' he asked, his hands twirling my hair, then moving to the curve of my ass. ──── ୨୧ ──── He watches her like a sinner craving salvation- but there's nothing innocent about what he wants. Niccolò Romano isn't her brother. Not by blood. Not by law. But sharing a house with your childhood best friend turned cold, silent, six-foot-something heartthrob? That's dangerous. Lenora walks around in tiny shorts and soft tank tops, driving him crazy-and maybe she knows. Maybe she wants him to snap. And when he does, it's not sweet. It's intense. Possessive. Obsessive. He shows up in her room at midnight, voice low, jaw tight, telling her no one gets to touch her, look at her, or even think about her. Because she's his. And he doesn't care who finds out-parents, campus, or the entire world. Off-limits? Too late. Forbidden? Way past that. Once Niccolò lays his hands on her, there's no undoing it. No hiding it. No going back. She was never his to want- but now that he's had a taste, He'll ruin everything just to keep her. Living under the same roof, Lenora must decide if she can resist Niccolò's pull-or surrender to the past and passion that bind them. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes/smut ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ mild violence ❥ obsession ❥ tension started- May 1st , Finished June 11th Copyright all rights reserved

I'm sorry I wasn't looking" I said rubbing my elbow because his chest was HARD. "Yeah you weren't, Watch where you're going" he said in a rude tone. I was furious at this moment because he wasn't looking either. It was his fault too. "Helloo! You watch your tone. You're not supposed to talk to me like that...anyone, for the matter of fact" He grabbed my wrist and pulled me to his side so my back was on his chest...well his torso because I was obviously shorter. And let me tell you his colonge was addictive. I loved it but I was angry to pay attention to that. "Listen, whatever your name is. I guess you're new here, so let me give you a little peice of advice. DON'T MESS WITH ME" he said warning me. But I was obviously not taking it. "Listen you whatever YOUR name is, I'm not afraid of your little threats so don't even bother giving me any advices" I said mocking him. He growled in pain as I hit him in his stomach with my elbow and left not even looking back but I could imagine his anger filled face. ••••••••••••••••••••••• This is a story about a love that happened accidentally. None of them expected this. It just happened. Tara is a shy sweet, introvert and innocent college girl who loved her small bubble where her loved ones are allowed. In case of boys and all, she didn't pay attention to that. She thought she always liked sweet guys. But she had an encounter with a rude and arrogant guy who she hated in the very first glance. Raunak was a rude college senior who thought he ruled the world. He was a typical 'ameer baap ki bigdi aulaad". What happens when he meets Tara who doe sn't seem to be affected by any of these and talks back to his rude behavior. He thought being rude was a quality and He thought he would get his heart broken if he will be nice and sweet and people will use him. But when Tara entered his life, it all changed. She showed him who he really was.

•|𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 (Replaced Bride) 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘|• ✦ RITVIKA KAPOOR ✦ A girl who carries the sun in her smile and storms in her silence. She wasn't raised in riches, but she's richer than most-in love, in softness, in strength. A single mother at 24, her heart beats not just for herself, but for her little girl who calls her "Mumma." 𝙎𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 is her language and 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 her comfort-she loves quietly, endures deeply. Every scar has a story, but she chooses not to tell them, only to live past them. She dreams of love, but doesn't expect it. She hopes for a miracle, yet walks through life with calm acceptance. She is a - ❝ Khud se zyada kisi aur ke liye jeene wali ladki. ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦✧✦ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦ VIDYUT RAJVANSH ✦ His presence demands silence. A man built from shadows and steel. Cold eyes, sharp suits, and a reputation darker than the night. He's the kind of man who doesn't flinch at loss, and never looks back once he walks away. A CEO, a name whispered in fear, a heart hidden behind layers of pain and pride. Commitments? He avoids them. Emotions? He shuts them out. Children? He doesn't do soft things-until Tara calls him "Dadda." He doesn't believe in second chances, but somehow, Ritvika feels like the home he never had. He is a - ❝ Mohabbat se door bhaagne wala, lekin mohabbat mein doobta hua aadmi. ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦✧✦ ━━━━━━━━━━ Join the Journey of RITVIKA & VIDYUT 💗