Years ago, they were bound by a mistake called marriage. Too young to understand love, too proud to stay. They walked away , carrying the scars, the silence, and a story left unfinished. Now, after years apart, Arjun and Avantika stand on opposite ends of success , independent, unstoppable, and untouched by the past... or so they believe. But fate is never done playing its game. One unexpected meeting and all the walls they built begin to tremble. This time, there are no childish promises. No anger. No blame. Just two broken souls, learning to love the right way , the adult way , with patience, depth, and the kind of longing that never really dies. Maybe this is what destiny always meant .... not the love they lost, but the one they were meant to grow into. A story of second chances, healing hearts, and a love reborn in its most mature form. "They were too young to love right. Now fate gives them one last chance."

Title:- The forgotten heir --- He returned not for revenge-but to reclaim what was written in his blood and sealed with her name. --- Vaidehi Banerjee was never meant to be a bargaining chip. Her father, a respected businessman from Kolkata, shared not just ventures but a lifelong friendship with Maharaj Ranveer Singh Rathore - the patriarch of the royal Rathore dynasty of Rajasthan. Before his first wife, Maharani Meera, died, she made one last wish: > "Let Adhiraj marry Vaidehi one day... let her be the heart that steadies his crown." To honor that promise, Maharaj Ranveer sealed it into his will - whoever inherits the Rathore empire must marry Vaidehi Banerjee to unveil the property. But when Adhiraj, the rightful heir, was cast out by his stepmother, the golden younger son Devansh Singh Rathore was set to marry Vaidehi instead. Until Adhiraj returned. Colder. Stronger. Untouchable. On the day of Vaidehi's wedding, the forgotten heir walked into the palace - and claimed both his throne and his bride. __ _ _ _ vibe & imagery:- sindoor & silk , dessert places , monsoon over marble , castle Echoes , family secrets , Royal legacies , stolen glances , power and possession, Bengali Grace x Rajput fire _ _ _ _ _ Book playlist - 1. Jashn e bahara - jodha akbar 2. iqtidar Ost - iqtidar 3. Adha ishq - band baja barat 4. chaudhary - Amit Trivedi coke studio 5. ye tu ne kya kiya - Javed Bashir 6. He sokha - Rabindranath Tagore 7. Dube Dube Bhalobashi - Tanjeeb sarowar 8. majhe majhe tobo - Rabindranath Tagore 9. pal pal - afusic & Talwiinder #arrangedmarriage #desi #darkromance #forcedmarriage #royal #bengali #marwari #revenge #slowburn #india #billionaire #forbiddenlove

She's dramatic. He's cold. They're married. And yes, she just walked into his lecture hall. This is the story of a secret marriage, sass, and a professor who doesn't know what hit him."

"NOT A STANDALONE" He broke her to protect her. She walked away to save herself. Roshini thought she had endured it all-the betrayal, the silence, the forced marriage. But nothing prepared her for Ishaan's confession before the OT monitor flatlined. Now, he's back... with pain in his eyes and "sorry" on his lips. But Roshini isn't the same girl who begged for answers. She's changed-colder, stronger, scarred. But fate isn't done with them yet. A shadow from the past is ready to strike again. The anonymous threat wasn't just a warning-it was personal. And when truth finally knocks... it doesn't come alone. It comes with choices, consequences, and a love that refuses to die quietly. Will Roshini forgive the man who shattered her heart? Or will fate write a new ending this time? --- Ishaan (weakly): "Every second without you felt like a punishment I deserved." Roshini (with tears but no softness): "And yet you thought I didn't deserve the truth?" She stood at the door, not stepping in. "You saved my life, Ishaan... and destroyed every reason I had to live it with you." --- The phone buzzed again. Unknown Number: "You didn't listen then. Maybe this time, she'll bleed for real." Roshini's fingers trembled as she held the phone. "This... this wasn't over?" Ishaan's face turned pale. "It never was," he whispered. "And the person behind it... is someone we both trusted." --- Roshini walked past him, but he caught her wrist. "Roshini... please," he whispered, his voice breaking. She turned, eyes stormy. "You asked me to trust you while you shattered me in silence. Don't ask for anything else, Ishaan. Not when I've already buried the version of me that loved you blindly." And yet, neither moved. Because the space between them still throbbed with unspoken love.

She wasn't just a child, She was a miracle. Born after generations of prayers and silent yearning, Tejo arrived like the dawn after a long night in the mighty Suryavanshi dynasty. A family built on strength, pride, love and tradition found its heart softened by a pair of tiny hands and eyes that held galaxies. She was their light, their laughter, their moon wrapped in stardust. Even the sternest of men melted before her innocent smile, their proud heads bowed to the little girl who unknowingly ruled them all. But fate, ever watching, never plays fair. One night everything changed. One moment, giggles, blessings and love filled the air. The next, silence. A cruel twist no one saw coming, no one could stop. The light vanished. Just like that. Gone. No warning. No goodbye. Just a void so deep it swallowed the entire family. The Suryavanshis, once unshaken and mighty, crumbled under the weight of their grief. Her absence became a shadow that haunted every sunrise, her name a whisper too sacred to speak aloud. Years went by. Time moved forward, but hearts stayed frozen in the moment she left. And then... the winds shifted again. Tejo returned, no longer the pampered princess she once was. At a young age, she faced countless emotional hardships, far away from the warmth of her family one she didn't even know existed. Life tested her in ways she could never have imagined. But beneath the surface of her silent pain, she found strength. Hiding her emotional wounds behind a calm exterior, she grew resilient not just for herself, but for the unbreakable bond she formed along the way. That bond became her anchor, her reason to keep moving forward. This is the story of Tejo, a girl destined to shine, who found her light even in the darkest of times. Take a deeper look into her journey, one of pain, strength, family and love.......✍️🏻❤

Two maids were cleaning a vast chamber when the younger maid asked the older one, "Didisa, you have been working in the palace for two decades right. Please tell me why are we cleaning this already clean chamber?". The older one smiled and said, "Although this chamber is always kept clean, it should be cleaned before anyone can reside here. And above all, our Ranisa is coming back to the palace". The younger maid didn't seem to accept it as a good news and said, "Whoever may come, but they cannot become equal to our choti Ranisa. She is the most kind, generous and sweetest person I have ever seen. She had never gotten angry on any maids even if they make mistakes. Take my example, I have made such a blunder on my first day here, but choti Ranisa accepted me as her own maid. Who can match her in kindness or even sword fight? And moreover she is Ranasa's heart beat". The old maid sighed and said, "Our Ranisa may not hold the heart of Ranasa. She may not be well versed in sword fight. But there is a reason why she is still our Ranisa. Sometimes one may have to be harsh to deliver justice and not just compromise between the victim and the tormentor. The people should have some fear about getting punished if they do wrong. And that charisma is with our Ranisa". ----------------------------------------------------------- A young girl of 17 years, looked at the retreating back of her newly married husband with a sad face. Just then her brother-in-law seated beside her husband's empty seat said, "Why are you sad, Bhabhisa?". She replied, "It's Nothing devarsa". He glanced back at his bhabhisa one more time and thought, "I don't know when bhaisa will open up with bhabhisa about his heart. She thinks that he is not fond of her. But how would one explain, why he ate the saltless food without a complaint and glared at me to keep my mouth shut. Unless it is for his beloved wife".

A lone tear escapes her eyes looking at his evil laughing face. "You should have seen your face....ohh god." His laugh was so evil and dangerous. "What...you thought that...I...Vansh Ranawat will Love you...YOU...a worthless...Ugly...Poor Girl...Babe...I don't do love. I FUCK...and you my darling were so far the best fuck...So keep this, it's a prize for pleasure you gave to your future KING." Today not only her heart but her self-esteem died.....this Man killed it....and broke her beyond repair..... He threw a bundle of notes before her and get inside his royal car. Pratiksha was still looking in the direction where he went. She should have listened to her best friend. She did a mistake by giving her heart to this evil man. Wiping her tears she stands...she has to be strong....not only for her but for. Will she be able to stand strong in this selfish society...? Will this betrayal is going to make her Self esteem...self respect..and courage strong...? She has to...she will loathe him till her last breath. Will, he realizes...what he lost...how his evil motives destroyed some one so fragile.? Will it be too late to repent...? Journey of two people... One with lots of FLAWS... One with determination. see

" I want a divorce." Adarshini voice echoed in the room, the sting behind her eyes making her blink back the tears that are making her vision blurry. " You don't mean it, I know. You are my wife and will always remain my wife. You're mine and I'm yours." Eshanth Rudra Rajvansh hold her hand, gently caring with his thumb. __________ Adarshini Monhotra, 24 year old is the heart of her brothers. She is kind, gentle and loving. Founder of Lilac Cosmetics, one of the respected women in business world. Married to Eshanth Rudra Rajvansh. Eshanth Rudra Rajvansh, 30 year old. A quiet person with anger issues. Feared by others. Upset him and you are over. Most respected tycoon of the business world. Married to Adarshini Monhotra.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐧? 𝐇𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. She became his wife by fate. Loving him? That was never part of the deal. Veer Malhotra doesn't believe in love-only loyalty, silence, and control. A single father with a guarded heart, he agrees to a marriage that's nothing more than a formality... until she walks in. Radhika never dreamed of being a wife to a stranger, let alone a mother to his child.But destiny had its own plans.Soft-spoken, stubborn, and hiding a storm of her own, she steps into his world-not to change him, but to survive him. But the moment Krish held her hand, she knew-some bonds are written by fate. As Veer battles feelings he swore he buried, and Radhika learns to stand tall in a house that was never meant to be hers- a fragile, unexpected love begins to bloom... Not just between a man and a woman, but between three broken hearts trying to find home in each other. No.1 in #Family-drama ( Date: 11 July 2025) No.4 in #India (Date: 21 July 2025)

"I won't let him look at you, touch you, feel you. Because you're mine and I don't like others touching and stealing what's mine," he whispered in my ear. His lips were inches away from my neck, I could feel his breath touching me. "And how about her? Isn't she the love of your life? Why me? Why don't you just throw me or kill me?" I replied damn scared of his reaction. "Don't you ever say anything about hurting you," and he punched the wall so hard that I had no other option but to flinch. "Why?" I shouted. Wow, I really had the guts to say that after what just happened, I'm so stupid! Someone, please save me from this devil! "Because I love you god damn it!" ... Kiara is a very simple girl who loves everyone and has no hatred towards anyone. She's bright, a dancer, and a girl who wants to live her life to the fullest. Her parents love her unconditionally and she does too but a twist of events led to her life being hell. Her father's last wish. Kiara's dad falls sick and is about to die. He wants Kiara to marry his best friend's son Arman, the most arrogant, cold and rude person in the whole world. He doesn't care about anyone, he only cares about him, his grandmother and no one else. So what will happen when Kiara marries Arman? Will their marriage be full of hatred or love? What would happen when Kiara finds out that her childhood best friend loves her and is framed to have a child together? This book is full of twists and turns along with romance and much more. Hope you enjoy it. Note: There will be some mature scenes throughout this book. I will be giving warnings when such scenes appear. There is also cursing throughout chapters, if you are still triggered by them, please avoid this book. No cheating trope! Thank you! 💕