Arrange Marriage ?? Sounds complicated noo !!!??! BUT , What will happen when these two oppositely same people will meet each other and will become each others life partners. How will they end that awkward silence between them ?? How will they get to know about each others feelings ?? And how are they gonna confess them ?? To know this , Come join me ... And lets get to know about the Sweet yet Sour Story of our "AKSHIKA 🤍" Thank You , for selecting my book to read I hope u will like it . And I will be trying my best not to disappoint you all . Your Author ~Riyanshi~ 🌷

He ruined her life. Now she's wearing his last name. One reckless night. One shattered body. One forced marriage. Captain Aryan Rathore was days away from marrying the love of his life until a crash made him the villain in someone else's story. Avni Parmar was a fire on stage. Now, she's a prisoner in his mansion... and his bed. She wants revenge. He wants redemption. But desire doesn't follow rules. Mrs. Rathore is a sizzling, enemies-to-lovers romance filled with betrayal, obsession, and a love that shouldn't exist but refuses to die.

In the vibrant North Campus of Delhi University, two opposing worlds collide. Aarav Mehta, a final-year Economics topper from SRCC and son of a powerful MP, has everything planned out for him-until he meets Mira Vashisht, a fiercely independent second-year Philosophy student at Miranda House. Mira challenges the status quo and everything Aarav represents. Their first encounter is a heated argument at a debating event, but fate keeps bringing them together-through fest committees, protest marches, and unexpected library meetings. As they navigate their differences, they begin to uncover hidden vulnerabilities and a desire for connection. Love in DU is complicated, intertwining identity, ambition, and privilege. Can two people from such different worlds craft a love story together?

1 in #India 12 in #arrangedmarriage "You're mine, Jeea. Don't ever forget that." His voice is a siren, enchanting me, making me dizzy with the need to be close to him. "I know, Mr. Rathore. And you're mine." I peck his lips and he squeezes my neck in return. I can still feel the embers of his angry, lying just below the surface of his skin. "Always, jaan. It's a pleasure to be yours." His lips meet mine in a slow kiss which quickly turns into something passionate, neither of us willing to back down. I take his anger that he drowns into this kiss and show him my love in return. * Jeea Mehta has always lived in the shadow of her perfect older sister. But when a twist of fate forces her to marry Dhruv Singh Rathore-a wealthy, enigmatic man who was once promised to her sister-Jeea finds herself caught in a marriage she never wanted and a life she doesn't understand. But Dhruv is not an easy man to please. He's distant, ruthless, and heartbreakingly unattainable. And yet, beneath his icy exterior, Jeea glimpses something more-something that makes her heart betray her at every turn. As hidden truths unravel and undeniable chemistry ignites, Jeea finds herself caught in a dangerous game of love and resentment. Because while she was never meant to be his bride... she might just become something even more unexpected-his weakness. #1 in chicklit #1 in forcedrelationship

#Book-3 Last book of Hidden Marriage Series. 🔥❤️ This book is the continuation of the first and second book "Hidden Marriage - Amazing Husband." If you guys haven't read that... you're missing a top notch romantic yet amazing love story. So go and check out My 1st and 2nd book of this series and then come back for further story....❤️🙏 Let's explore the final moments of Shivam and Isha together....

Deana Carter has always been superstitious and cynical. She's always waiting for the other shoe to drop and expecting the inevitable - disappointment. So, when she meets Matthew Stewart, she can't help her cynicism. It's all too good to be true. However, she begins to warm up to the thoughts of happily ever after . . . until she's standing alone in the wedding chapel - an abandoned bride. She quickly curls back into her dark jaded hole of negativity and becomes caustic, putting all her energy and thoughts into her work. Then, news about the merger comes to light. Her company is merging with the top graphic design company in the country. She doesn't put much thought to it and immerses herself in her work even more. And then she meets Jeremy Harrington . . . . .

Featured in Serialised Spotlight Reading list of @AmbassadorsIN✨ Saanjh Mishra, a 27-year-old teacher, loved her simple, purposeful life. Her days were spent surrounded by young minds, and she found satisfaction in helping shape their small worlds. Marriage felt distant, almost unnecessary, yet when her parents arranged a meeting with a young doctor, she couldn't refuse. Ashrut Sharma, a 28-year-old pediatrician, was equally committed to his own quiet routines. Balancing his days between his studies and caring for children at the hospital, he found comfort in his solitude. Romance had never been a priority, but when his mother gently urged him to meet Saanjh, he agreed, if only to make her happy. Their first meeting was meant to be brief, an exchange of polite pleasantries over tea. But something in their shared silences and steady glances sparked a connection neither had expected. Saanjh saw a steadiness in Ashrut that felt reassuring, while Ashrut found her laughter warm, a contrast to his own reserved nature. Bound in marriage by their families' wishes, Saanjh and Ashrut began their life together as strangers, each careful in the other's presence. Yet gradually, small gestures began to bridge the space between them-a shared cup of tea in the early morning, the gentle way he'd listen to her talk about her students, or the warmth of her smile as she handed him his stethoscope before he left for work. In these moments, an unspoken affection grew, something as natural as it was unexpected. And with each quiet glance, each shared meal, they realized that love, perhaps, was not as distant as they had thought. In each other, they found not just a partner but a companion who brought a quiet joy to the everyday.

"Who are you?"she shouted at the man who stood like a rock. His face Holding zero expression "Speak up Mr. Aditya Devansh. Who the bloody hell are you?"she yelled at top of her voice. He smirked and inched closer to her face. If it was any other day , she would step back fearing him. But today she didn't. She needed answers "I'm your husband"he whispered in her ears making her shut her eyes. She lost the last amount of patience which she was carrying "And you're my wife Mrs. Amulya Aditya Devansh. You are bound with me forever and you can't even think of leaving me and this place Sweetheart"he said and she fliched. He left a small kiss on the curve of her neck before scooping her in his arms ***** Aditya Devansh is a mystery man. A mafia? A Don? A buisness tycoon? There's nothing that could describe him as a whole. Amulya Varma is strong, bold and a independent self made woman. They cross each others path, leaving imprints in each others life that just wouldn't faint. What's it that binds them together in marriage? He loved her. But she couldn't love him back. But when she does...the world is not ready to accept their love. Tangled in fate, let's see if they would make their love an example of eternity. [ A story with mature content and language ]

" I slept with him...." Came her innocent voice. " No, she is lying." Screamed Vihaan. " Stop lying, tell them we were just in one room and nothing else happened. My character is dependent on your truth Miss. Please don't lie." Vihaan warned calmly and she looked at her father innocently, her eyes full of tears. " I'm not lying Dad. We were drunk and it just happened." She cried and her brothers glared at Vihaan. " STOP LYING....." He roared and looked at his Aunt Diya who gave him a helpless look. " Aunty, you know me. Please tell them that I could never do such a thing." Vihaan begged his aunt, who caressed his cheek, wiping the tear that just slipped from his eye. " I'm sorry Vihaan. I trust you my child but her defence is strong." Diya whispered painfully. " I want Vihaan to marry my daughter dear Queen." Requested her father and Diya nodded unable to say anything. He just sat there unmoved and filled with rage. " KANVI MITTAL, mark my words, you might be dreaming of a happy marriage whose foundation is lies, but I'll make sure that you feel lonely and unhappy even after being surrounded by many," Vihaan whispered soundlessly and marched out of the Mittal Mansion. He was humiliated for something he didn't do and she is in search of something which he can never be able to. She saw his past, but will she change his future being in his present? Join the journey of Kanvi And Vihaan where it's a forced marriage for one and a love marriage for another.

An action-thriller romantic story... ∞He was her Bodyguard to the world. But to her, he was HER HELPMATE∞ "Saira! Not today. You are not in your real mind. And. Not after-" she placed her index on my lips. "Please Shaurya. I want to know what it feels like!" As she is drunk, I didn't want to take advantage. So, I shook my head, her expression calmed, she tilt her head away and mumbled, "Do you hate me that much?" I turned her head again towards me by placing my index below her chin. She closed her eyes, "I don't hate you, Baby Bear!" She shook her head. "You do hate me...I understand that I am an emotionally weak person and nobody will ever love me!" That was enough to roll her around and land her on the bed and me to hover above her.