The Rajawats are the epitome of power and prestige-ruling the political world while dominating the business empire for generations. They are a family bound by tradition, fiercely protective of their customs and beliefs, even in a world that's constantly changing. Their values define them, their rules control them, and their loyalty to their legacy makes them untouchable. But what truly sets the Rajawats apart are their heirs. These men are not just royalty; they are legends in their own right. Each of them possesses a dangerous charm that's impossible to resist. One is as cold and emotionless as stone, the second is wild with a fiery temper, and the third? Arrogant to the core, with confidence that can break anyone's resolve. They are the kind of men every woman dreams of but also fears-because being close to them is as thrilling as it is terrifying. Every woman in the country would die for a chance to become a part of the Rajawat family. But being their bride isn't a fairytale-it's a battle. Behind the grandeur of the mansion and the weight of their last name lies a world full of secrets, power struggles, and hidden scars. The brides are nothing like their intimidating husbands, and the clash of personalities will either destroy them or make them stronger than ever. This isn't just about love; it's about survival, ambition, and discovering what truly matters when you're caught between a family bound by tradition and your own dreams. Dive into the lives of the Rajawat heirs and the women brave enough to stand by their side. Their journey will take you through passion, chaos, andthe kind of drama you won't be able to look away from. #1 in royalfamily #1 in royal #1 in husbandwife #1 in brides #3 in arrogant #5 in desi

𝘼𝙣 𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙙-𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙨. 𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙫𝙤𝙬 𝙣𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚, 𝙮𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩. . . . . . 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓 - 𝟏𝟐/𝟎𝟑/𝟐𝟓 𝐄𝐍𝐃 - ......

𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬, 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐲. Falling in love can sometimes turn out to be the worst decision of our lives. We may find ourselves filled with regret, and yet, there are moments when we can't bring ourselves to regret it, even after love inflicts its worst wounds. I fell in love with my husband a few years ago, and we married with dreams of spending our lives together, wrapped in each other's embrace. But, like the cliché chaos that life throws at everyone, things didn't go well for us either. He left me and our kids, showing no concern for whether we lived or died. What started as my most beautiful dream-marrying the man I loved-quickly morphed into my worst nightmare. I despise the man he has become. It's because of that terrible thing, that destroyed us, shattered four lives. Amnesia.

[A MARRIAGE IN TROUBLE ROMANCE] [ON HOLD] Previously known as- DAYAREE Dheer Raiyanni was now a billionaire, but was he always? Dheer built his empire from the scratch when he has no one but the girl he loved and the money he lent from her father, chewing his pride. Money changes man But, can money change love? Vanika waits in silence, in love and at home that no longer feels like theirs. She watches him build skyscrapers while their marriage crumbles floor by floor. Dheer, still shackled by his old insecurities and buried pride, doesn't see the boundaries he keeps establishing in their once cherished relationship. Can two people who gave each other their everything, find their way back, before the boundaries trap them amidst its hold?

✨ Completed on SCROLLSTACK ✨ He married her for his son. He never meant to fall for her. But some hearts don't ask for permission. They just break the rules. Rudra Singh Rathore is ice-unfeeling, untouchable, and utterly devoted to the only person who matters: his abandoned two-year-old son. Love? Dead. Trust? Buried. All he needs is a mother for his child, not a wife. Enter Aadhya Verma-kind-hearted, steel-spined, and completely unprepared for the storm she's walking into. An arranged marriage. A broken family. A man who warns her not to hope. But Aadhya doesn't listen to warnings. And Rudra doesn't see her coming. She softens his silence. She becomes his son's entire world. And slowly, painfully... she starts to matter. This was never supposed to be love. But fate has no mercy-and hearts have no rules. When the walls fall, will he choose to love her... or lose her forever?

Zaya Khurana had learned to be content-or at least to pretend. She was the wife of a millionaire, the mother of three, and the quiet shadow that held their world together. Somewhere between school runs, business dinners, and keeping a home that never seemed to rest, she had stopped noticing herself. There was no joy anymore. No hope. Not even the echo of the marriage she once believed in. Aadhrit Dev Khurana, her husband, no longer looked at her the way he used to-no hunger, no warmth, not even the cold intensity he once wielded so fiercely. He loved control, loved their children, loved his empire... but her? She wasn't sure anymore. He was always busy, always somewhere else. Office. Meetings. The children. Everyone got pieces of him except her. Years of distance had turned their marriage into a silent battlefield-no fights, no words, just a slow, suffocating erosion. He had once been obsessed with her; now he barely noticed she was drowning. And maybe she was no longer the woman he had chosen... but perhaps the cruel truth was that he was no longer the man she had loved.

"It's funny that you are saying this because if one of us is jealous, then it's you. Or did you forget that you just pushed the man I was dancing with away from me and dragged me out of the club? Where is he anyway and where the hell are Vivian and Felicia?" I say, raising my voice. "Don't worry about them. They are up there, waiting for you and what Valentino concerns, he is taken good care of." He says with a grin on his face and a clenched jaw. ~~~~~ "You know what? I have never realized it before, but you have such perfect lips. I bet they would look even better wrapped around my cock... but then I remember the shit that always comes out of your mouth, and I just want to throw up." He says, looking at me with disgust. ~~~~~ "You little piece of shit won't call me "dude" because I am not one of your trashy friends and she is not a girl you can just fuck one time and throw away then. She is my fucking wife." "And she is way out of your league, dude," I add. ~~~~~ "What the hell happened and whose family do I have to rot out?" #1 badboyinlove March 2022 #1 luxury March 2022 #1 hot April 2022

Completed • First Draft - not edited. || "You gonna sit there all night?" Luka glances at me, smirking. I glare back. "I was enjoying the last few seconds of peace before having to spend an evening pretending to like you." "That's funny," he says, unbuckling his seatbelt. "Why?" I snap. "Because I was thinking the same thing." || The rules? Easy enough. 1. Pretend to be the perfect couple. 2. Keep it professional. 3. And whatever you do, don't. catch. feelings. Simple, right? Sofia Calloway never planned on going viral for throwing a drink in Luka Mikhaylov's face. But one video, one pissed-off hockey star, and one furious university later... she's suddenly stuck in a fake relationship with the guy she can't stand. He needs to clean up his image before the NHL draft. She needs the free tuition that comes with the deal. All they have to do is smile for the cameras, hold hands at the games, and act like they don't want to strangle each other. Then come the late-night arguments that last too long. The stolen glances that feel too dangerous. The moment where "pretend" starts looking way too real. Because when you break the rules, someone's bound to lose. And this time, it might be both of them.

*WAS DELETED AT 600K READS* Adriana Mancini I was raised to bite, not bow. So when they told me I was to marry Nikolas Volkov-heir to the Bratva, enemy to my blood-I didn't cry, I laughed. They thought they could tame me with diamonds and alliances. And for the first time in my life, I realized I didn't have a choice. As for him.. It's the eyes that speak to me. Blank but compulsive with secrets, empty yet dominating with control. Like stone. I wonder, is his heart made of it too? Nikolas Volkov After a bloody feud with the Cosa Nostra, I'm forced into an arranged marriage-to the one woman I can't control. Adriana Mancini. A hurricane in stilettos with venom in her smile. She tests my patience, taunts my power, and tempts my darkness. She thinks I won't ruin her just because she wears my ring. But this marriage was never meant to be peaceful. It was built for war.