'Cold love is like a winter night without stars-Dark and unforgiving.' Yudhishthir × Ruhi She was like a fragile rose, a symbol of love. Being the only daughter of Singhania households, Ruhi Singhania was the heart of her family. A sunshine girl of free spirit full of love, care and emotions. He was like snow, beautiful but cold. He breathed violence. He lived for violence. He was made for violence. Born as 2nd prince of the royal family of Jaipur, Yudhishthir Rathore was the CEO of his family business and the future heir of the throne. Despite his elder brother being in the scene. What will happen when these two poles apart will be arranged together in an unwanted bond of marriage? What will happen when Ruhi learns the truth about her husband? Will they survive together or ruin themselves? They had many differences but the main was- •She had a heart but he was heartless.• 'HEARTLESS LOVE' (Tale of toxic) --- ~"Am I so bad that you don't leave any chance to hurt me? What's my mistake?" "Your only mistake is that you are my wife and you love me because I was never meant for marriage and love."~

Hadiya Hafiz was asked by her brother to marry his best friend; Daivik Dewan. Hadiya had suffered all her life and she had no hope with this marriage either. Meanwhile, Daivik agreed to marry her out of pity. What will happen when he gets to know about her wife's past which had nothing but pain? How far will he go to save her from her demons? Will he ever be able to love her or she'll always remain uncherished?

We were never supposed to marry, and our marriage was wrong because of many reasons but it didn't take him a single second before he shouted in front of the whole village and said that I am his wife and marry me in front of them. And I was just standing there like a statue because what could I have done when my own family is in different country and the person whom I was getting married ran away leaving me to get killed by the goons. He saved me when no one was there for me, when everyone was against me and wanted to kill me. He stood there like a rock and become my shield and my husband. And this is where our story of endless love and fight begins. And all of this just because we are from different religion and society will never accept our marriage and love. All of this started because of that tremendously awful day when it was announced that our country is getting divided into two parts and that we have to leave our country, my home where I was born and brought up. The partition of 1947 changed my life for forever. I am Noor and this is my story of Love and War with those whom I used to thought were my loved ones.

❝𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝑶𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆.❞ In the blink of an eye, she became my obsession, a dazzling enchantress I couldn't resist. From that very moment, I swore to make her mine. Even if it meant faking my love for her, marrying her or locking our fates in a binding contract. ~Aaryavir Malhotra He entered into my life, and like a perfect artist, painted it with the colors of love and fiery passion I always craved. Little did I know, it was all smoke and mirrors. I was spellbound by him, while he purchased my heart through a contract. How did I think of his obsession as love? ~Roop Agnihotri What deal did Aary strike to claim Roop as his? What will unravel when Roop stumbles upon the contract's hidden truths? Will the truth shatter their bond or will they defy all odds to choose each other above everything else? Dive into the pages of the book to uncover the answers.

Amidst the chilly wind and gloomy cloud, the walls of the Rathore Palace stood straight bearing the truth inside it from ages. The Rathores, who have abandoned this Palace and moved into a villa can't abandon their past just like they did to the palace. The palace itself is proof of the things that happened inside those four walls. The secrets and truth may lie beneath those ground but it is still there, intact. Waiting for the day someone will take it out... The legacy of this Rathore Palace is transferred with time and right now it is owned by the four heirs of the Rathore Family. The heirs of the Rathore Palace... a puzzle in themselves just like the palace. And their marriages? It's a conspiracy on its own. Each marriage is twisted with dozens of dark secrets tied to it. ||The four twisted marriages in the Rathore Palace.|| ~Join the tale of four twisted marriages of The Rathore Heirs~

*𝙂𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙡 𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣* Published on: 24th October, 2022 Ended on: • 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙈𝙞𝙨𝙨. 𝘿𝙤𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙈𝙧. 𝙍𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧 • ~𝙈𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙉𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙞~ In the delicate dance of compromise and understanding, they found solace in each other's company, forging a connection that transcended societal norms. Their worlds collide as families come together, guided by the wisdom of generations past, to create a bond that goes beyond the superficial. Step into the enchanting world of an Indian arranged marriage, where love finds its way through the colors of tradition and the music of the soul. A story of simplicity and love. Of acceptance of flaws and responsibilities of relationship. A relationship beyond just marriage. A tale where souls find their solace and happiness finds its destination. • 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙈𝙞𝙨𝙨. 𝙒𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙈𝙧. 𝘽𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙣 • ~𝙈𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝘼𝙣𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙜~ As the story of their arranged marriage unfolds, two souls from opposite worlds found themselves inexplicably drawn to each other. Stolen glances and whispered conversations, they found solace in each other's presence. In the midst of someone else's marriage, they navigate the complexities of love and loyalty, they discover that sometimes, the heart knows no boundaries and that true love can transcend even the most unexpected circumstances. Only time will tell as their hearts beat as one, bound by a love that knows no limits and a destiny that refuses to be denied. A story beyond time and faith. Enchanting tale by destiny.

|| Indian Arrange marriage romance || ☆---•°○°•---☆ They were tied together by a thread, we name as marriage but she wasn't ready. Aadhya Malhotra, Being betrayed by the love of her life on her wedding day, she had to marry him to save the reputation of their families and the one incident grew the thorns of insecurities around her heart. Aayansh Rajvanshi, who had everything one could ask for, a loving family, caring friends but that one person who he always craved for but hated at the same time. Growing up while fighting with his emotions and the only thing he could express himself was anger. How things will turn out when these two will try to cross each other's boundaries. Will they be able to heal each other or will things get more messed up when some incidents of their pasts will start effecting their present. To know, walk through their journey with your author ♡

My hands wrapped around her thin waist . She fit me perfectly . I can feel the goosebumps arrive at her skin . She is nervous just the way i like it . I slowly whispered in her ears "Darling focus we need to actually talk..." . "When a boy meets a girl love won't bloom....they marry each other for their family's happiness will they ever come to love each other? Will destiny bring them together as one ? But what if the boy is arrogant and the girl is as soft as a feather will it work out between them " ~~~ - - *pls do note this story contains mature themes and strong languages* . . #1 - intense (25.2.22) #1 - sentimental (8.3.22) #1 - india (26.3.22) #1- arrangedlove (12.4.22)

I woke up by the sound of doorbell and someone banging on our front door. I came out and saw that everyone was out by now. "I'll check." Saying that I went to open the door and was shocked to see her. "Noor." The word came out as a whisper. She was a total mess. I felt a lump in my throat seeing the love of my life in this condition. Her hair was disheveled. Their was a cut on her forehead and finger prints on her cheeks. She looked up and my heart ached to see her blood shot eyes full of tears. Her lower lip trembled and she stepped forward wrapping her arms around me. Trying to seek some comfort and burst out crying. "Bhaijaan."

On the wet sand beside the seashore, the strong, tall man was laying with a cigarette in his hand. His bike parked a few feet away from him. The environment there was serene and noiseless as no one was allowed then on the beach that he owned. It was not a big deal for a billionaire like him. He had a lot more than that. Wealth, power, the respect he had all of them but lacked the most important thing that couldn't be bought with money. He lacked inner peace. He inhaled the vinous smoke as the corner of his lips twitched in a sad smile. His eyes deceived him being moist and a lone tear slipped down his face on the sand. The sand sucked the water as soon as it fell on it, and he wondered if his pain disappeared in thin air like that. He breathed out a puff of smoke through his nose and mouth. Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?" Miles away from him the girl with a cuddling baby in her arms uttered looking up at the sky, "I express my deep gratitude to You for sending this angel to me, Ya Rab."