•|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 💗

Her groom ran away on the wedding day. As per an ancient ritual, any abandoned bride must spend years in an ashram - cut off from the world. To escape that fate, her family gave her one option: Choose a groom right now. She rose from the mandap, looked up... and chose him immediately- the runaway groom's older brother. A cold, heartless mafia shooter. Mafia shooter × Doctor He is icy × She is Fire He's a taker of lives × She's a healer of souls RUDRAKSH SIGH RAJAWAT ARATRIKA OBEROI

"Yuvraj, please," I whispered, my voice breaking. "Don't do this." "Get up," he ordered, his voice as cold as ice. Tears streamed down my face. "Please, I'll do anything. Just don't make me-" "Step on the glass," he interrupted, his eyes burning with hatred. I shook my head, trembling. "No. I can't. It will hurt. Please." "You will pay for what you did to Prisha," he spat, dragging me closer to the jagged shards. "Yuvraj, no!" I screamed as he shoved me forward. The sharp edges pierced my skin, sending searing pain through my feet. "Walk," he commanded, his voice void of mercy. "Please, Yuvraj. Stop," I begged, sobbing as the glass tore through flesh. He laughed cruelly. "This is what you deserve, Aisha. Keep going." Her broken sobs filled the room, each step she took leaving a trail of blood. "This is for Prisha," I said, my voice sharp and unyielding. "Please," she whispered, collapsing onto the floor. I stood over her, unmoved. "This is just the beginning, Aisha. Your torment has only begun." Discover more of Aisha and Yuvraj's story in The Threads of Destiny-Book 1 in the Sharma Series. Cover designed by my talented friend @𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐚_𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞

At 21, Ananya is full of dreams, innocence, and mischief-her world bright with possibilities. At 32, Aarav Malhotra is the epitome of control: a strict, no-nonsense businessman who's seen too much of the world to believe in fairytales. They couldn't be more different. Or more perfect for each other. Forced into an arranged marriage with her brother's best friend, Ananya is determined to hate the man who seems so cold and unyielding. But Aarav sees what no one else does-her vibrant energy, her endearing clumsiness, and the way she makes his heart race in ways he can't control. "You don't have to like me, Ananya," he says, his voice low and possessive, "but you'll learn to love me. Because I won't let you go. Ever." An age-gap, brothers-best-friend romance filled with sizzling chemistry, heartfelt moments, and a love so fierce it burns through every barrier.

Phool, a 17 year old girl whose brown eyes were filled with fear. On whose 5 feet tall, flawless milky body, she was wearing an orange colored Rajasthani Ghaghra Choli. It looked even more beautiful on her well-shaped and beautiful body. Her lips were light pink in color. Her light brown hair was long and thick. Which was braided in a long braid. She had small silver earrings in her ears and wore a nose pin. Her figure was well-shaped and had a milky complexion. Looking at her, it seemed as if she was a princess or an Apsara. And God had carved her with his own hands and sent her to earth. But perhaps God had forgotten to write her fate. She was a maid. _________________ She burnt Phool's hand and threw the iron away and holding Phool's jaw said angrily, "You will play tricks with me. Did you think that I will leave you just like that after burning my saree? I am only giving you a small reward for this mistake of mine. If you go to my in-laws house and make any mistake or even raise your eyes towards my Krit ji, I will burn this beautiful face of yours with acid. Kriti Thakur sa is only mine. He is only mine." _____________________ Kritvirya, The prince of Jodhpur and the future Hukum Sa is 32 years old. He is 6' 6" tall and has black eyes.He Is Handsome and most eligible bachelor of Rajasthan. He loves his only son the most in his life. _______________ His father said to him angrily, "The one you want to make your queen is a maid in this palace. "I can burn thousands of such palaces to make Phool my queen." Krit said without any fear.

In the sprawling metropolis of New Delhi, where tradition and modernity collide, Jayasvi Rana's life is about to take a dramatic turn. As a shy yet determined political science student, Jayasvi has always dreamed of making a difference, despite the shadows cast by her father's struggles with alcoholism and failure. When her family arranges her marriage to Raghav Hooda, the enigmatic heir to a powerful political dynasty, Jayasvi steps into a world of wealth and influence she could never have imagined. Raghav, with his commanding presence and impenetrable facade, is known for his ruthlessness in business and politics. He agrees to the marriage for reasons Jayasvi can't fathom, and his cold exterior hides a passionate and possessive nature. Thrown into a life of opulence and scrutiny, Jayasvi is both fascinated and apprehensive. Raghav's mysterious allure draws her in, yet she senses that beneath his stoic demeanor lies a man bound by secrets and desires as dark as obsidian. As their marriage unfolds amidst the glittering social scene of Delhi's elite, Jayasvi finds herself caught between her own ambitions and the shadowy depths of Raghav's world. Can she unravel the mysteries of her husband's heart and navigate the treacherous waters of love and power, or will she be consumed by the obsidian desires that threaten to engulf them both? Obsidian Desire is a tale of forbidden passion and hidden truths, set against the vibrant tapestry of modern India. Dive into a story where every whisper and touch reveals the complexities of a love forged in shadows and the relentless pursuit of ambition.

"Whisper's of innocence & obsession " ------------------------------------------------ In the shadows of his heart, he fell-deep and irrevocably-into the abyss of obsession. She, a beacon of innocence, unknowingly became the object of his unyielding desire. At 30, his world is meticulously controlled, yet her mere presence unravels the threads of his composure. He is consumed by her, captivated by a love that borders on madness. She is only 19, a soul untouched by the darkness of his world. Her innocence is her strength, but it is also the very thing that makes her vulnerable to his intense gaze. His love feels like a cage, suffocating and relentless, leaving her terrified of the man who watches her with eyes that burn with unspoken promises. She yearns to escape the chains of his obsession, to be free from the storm he brings. But destiny is a silent architect, weaving their fates together in ways they cannot comprehend. Can her gentle warmth thaw the ice that grips his heart? Will her innocence be enough to transform his obsession into a love that nurtures rather than consumes? As their worlds collide, they must navigate the delicate dance between fear and desire, between love and obsession. In a tale as old as time, yet as fresh as the morning dew, can a man who has lost himself in the depths of obsession find redemption in the purity of a young girl's heart? Or will his love forever remain a whispered secret, buried beneath the weight of his obsession?

An arranged marriage between two contrasting yet similar people. Will it work? Urwa Shah A nineteen year old girl filled with dreams. A strict father and a selfish mother provided her everything but love. Her life revolved around traditions and belief until she was used as scapegoat to make peace between two clans. An arranged marriage and entering into a enemies den where her every step would be inspected will not be easy she knew that but she knew how to pretend very well. Shahzaib Sikandar A twenty six year old responsible and hotheaded head of his clan. A man who values traditions and his deen fulfils them at any cost or that's what he thinks. A proud son and a leader. What could go wrong? An arrange marriage between him and enemies' daughter. Marriage was never in his plan. What will happen when a nineteen year old would make him feel threatened? His traditions and idea of deen crumbling into pieces. Telling him the difference between culture ,tradition and islam. A chaotic start to their marriage was not something he ever looked forward for but the girl infront of him proved him wrong. In this web of lies and hatred Urwa turned into his obsession, his junoon and for god sake he is never going to let her escape. © All rights reserved

It's my first story. It is my imagination. If any of the part or incidents is related to any of ur story or life is purely co incident. A story of a arrange marriage. It is family based story with love, care, hurt, struggle, pain, friendship, some romance too.