Anamika Pradhan, a former criminal lawyer turned political wife, has learned how to disappear gracefully-running a women's NGO, raising two children, and protecting her husband's rising political career in Mumbai. When a public scandal exposes his infidelity, her carefully maintained silence becomes a liability. Forced into the glare of media and power politics, Anamika must decide whether to continue playing the "good wife" or reclaim the legal mind she once buried-and the truth she's no longer willing to defend for someone else.

Ethiriel was in love with her husband of three years but she never will get the same in return when their marriage was only base on business and contract. Even though she loved him secretly even before they got married. Will he ever return the love she deserve or will it bury forever in her grave.

Atharva ran, his heart pounding, the station looming closer. She was just ahead, a shadow against the dimming light. He called out, desperation thick in his voice, but before he could reach her, Ansh stepped in front of him, blocking his path. "Move, Ansh!" Atharva's voice trembled with urgency. She stood there, still, her back to him, but he could see the sorrow in her posture. She turned slightly, her eyes meeting his-full of pain, full of things left unsaid. Then she turned away, heading toward the station. "No, please!" Atharva's voice broke, but Ansh's grip was firm. "Ansh, I messed up. I should've talked to you first, but if my father knew about her, about me and her , he would've-" Ansh's hand shot out, grabbing Atharva by the collar. "He would've ruined her, right? Or is it you you're worried about? Your career, your image?" Ansh's eyes were cold, cutting through Atharva's defenses. Atharva's breath caught. "I know I was selfish, but I love her, Ansh. She's pregnant-I need to tell her I'm here, that I'll leave everything behind for her and the baby." Ansh's face hardened, his grip tightening. "Too late, Atharva. She didn't want the child." The words hit Atharva like a punch to the gut. "No," he whispered, his voice cracking. "She wouldn't..." Ansh's gaze didn't waver. "She did. Now let her go. Let her live, and you do the same." He released Atharva, who staggered back, his world crumbling around him. Ansh walked away, leaving Atharva in the suffocating silence of his own making. © 2024 [Oly V99]. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means.

After losing his beloved wife during childbirth, a dedicated police officer's world shatters. The only thing keeping him alive is his newborn son, the living memory of the woman he loved more than himself. Unable to watch him struggle alone, his family decides he needs someone to care for both him and the baby. Their choice falls on his mama ponnu, a cheerful and kind-hearted girl who has secretly loved him since childhood. Knowing his heart still belongs to another woman, she agrees to the marriage-not because she expects love in return, but because she wants to stand beside him and care for the child he treasures. But marriage becomes anything but peaceful. The hero refuses to accept her as his wife. Every attempt she makes to get closer to him is met with coldness, anger, and rejection. To him, she is merely someone forced into his life by family circumstances. To her, he is the man she has loved for years. Why would someone love a man who never even looked at her? Why would she continue loving him even when all he gave her was pain? And most importantly... Is he hiding any secrets? Will he love her full heartedly? Will she be happy with him? Is this a second chance story? Let me answer to all these questions through my story. Happy reading.

"If the world had only you, it would be enough, until it wasn't" -Anwar Hussein Hakimi. "Racing the limits, until I'm no more" -Karima Aliyu Arqam. *** The closest you can get to the definition of a perfect life is probably Anwar Hakimi's life. His wife was lovely, his children adorable, and his life content. When fate catapulted Karima Aliyu into his life, he had the best plan; provide for her, and that's it. He saw her as nothing but the little sister in their family gang. Until-one stolen kiss at a time-she wasn't. *** Karima stopped expecting much from life since her father denied her cousin sister's involvement in theft, yet said it was something she could do. Her life wasn't exactly rocky, at least not materially. She had her siblings and her family gang, so things really weren't complicated. Until she had to marry Anwar, one of her best friends' husbands, then all hell broke loose. *** This is a work of fiction, I don't push or support any ideas or opinions of the characters in the book, all pictures belong to their respective sources.

"You are mine, not because I desire you... but because you belong to this empire." When Ananya, a spirited village girl, is married off to the cold and feared Emperor Aditya, she finds herself trapped in a world of silk, secrets, and steel. Known for his ruthless rule yet fair judgment, Aditya shows no warmth-until Ananya's courage sparks a fire in his frozen heart. A year passes, and whispers of a queen grow louder. Ministers and even his mother push him toward a politically advantageous marriage. When the cunning King Veer of Mithila invites him for his birthday, Aditya encounters the king's stunning daughter, Princess Ishani-and finds himself caught in a trap he never intended. One night changes everything: honor demands marriage, hearts collide, and Ananya must navigate jealousy, sabotage, and secrets in a palace where love is as dangerous as power. Will passion and duty tear them apart... or bind them together in ways no empire can control?

Nadia's tears streamed down her face as she prostrated herself in namaz, her body shaking with sobs. "Ya Allah, why did You accept my dua?" she whispered, her voice cracking with despair. A flashback hit her mind - her Nani's wise words: "Bewakoof ladki, aisi dua nahi mangte jisse baad mein pachtawa." (Foolish girl, don't make such prayers that you'll regret later.) Nadia's Nani had warned her about the dua she made in childhood, but she hadn't listened. Now, Nadia regretted her ignorance. She wished she had heeded Nani's words, had been more thoughtful about her prayers. "Why didn't I listen, Nani?" she whispered, feeling a pang of regret. Her tears fell onto the prayer mat as she begged Allah to change her destiny. "Please, Ya Allah, cancel my dua. I don't want to share my husband with anyone." Nadia's voice was barely audible, lost in her sorrow and desperation. Story of two friends nadiya and manahil who loved each dearly and can't live without each other .

Judge - Whom do you want to be with? Your father or grandparents? Elder one - Grand parents Younger one - Father One innocent decision in a tender age caused her a life scar.. One carelessness in his young age caused him his sister.. One trust on his sons caused him the smile of his granddaughter ... One blind belief caused their sister's daughter a hell of miseries ... all are in guilt.. consumed in past.. except one who could not understand his grand father's love for her .. he thinks that love makes her weak .. What he thinks as her attitude is actually her loneliness ... What others think as avoidance is actually her reluctances .. When others want her to own her wealth and walk on it all she needs was peace and shelter..... No villain no enemies here ,feelings are villain emotions are enemies ..

HIS SERIES 2 ARRANGED MARRIAGE "You will marry him, Dithya. No more discussion. I just want to get rid of you from here. Tomorrow, the marriage will happen. Be ready... or else you know what I'll do." My stepmother's voice was cold as she pushed me down to the floor. "Mam, please... don't do this to me. I'll do whatever you say, but not this. Please, Mam... I beg you." I clutched at her legs desperately, tears blurring my vision. But she shook me off with disgust and walked away, leaving me crumpled on the ground. "Why, Amma? Why did you leave me with these people?" I whispered into the darkness, hugging myself. "Take me with you, Amma. I can't live like this anymore..." --- "Dithya..." An old man in his eighties sat in a grand ancestral house, holding a worn photograph of a teenage girl. A single tear slid down his wrinkled cheek as he traced her face with trembling fingers. "You are the goddess of this house. I will bring you here... I will make you my Abhi's wife." His voice broke, but determination shone in his eyes. --- "Marriage? Now?" Abhimanyu's voice thundered in the hall. "I will not marry anyone." His eyes were sharp, his jaw clenched as he glared at his parents. --- Diya (Dithya) - shy, introverted, and afraid to talk to new people. She secretly dreams of her prince charming, someone who will love her unconditionally and protect her fragile heart. Abhimanyu - angry, arrogant, quick to lose his temper. But behind his tough exterior, he is deeply soft and protective toward the few people he loves. His heart still waits for the mysterious girl who once saved his life. ________________________________ Southindian arranged marriage [Telugu Based] Tropes: Arranged marriage She feel first and he fell harder Student×student Ceo×student Loveaftermarriage Cousins Mystery WARNING: MATURE CONTENT Don't copy my work. Let's get into the story to know the journey of Abhiya (Abhimanyu-dithya). Vote . comment . Follow

Dhivya, a first-year college student, feels a strong attraction to her professor, Reyansh. Little does she know, their lives are about to take a dramatic turn. Their families arrange for them to get married, and suddenly Reyansh and Dhivya become husband and wife. As they start their new life, their different personalities cause tension. Reyansh is strict, short-tempered, while Dhivya is easy-going and spontaneous. Reyansh likes everything to be neat, perfect, and organized, while Dhivya tends to be messy. His serious nature contrasts with her playful laughter. Despite their differences, they need to find ways to understand and connect with each other. As they navigate their relationship, they discover new things about themselves and each other, leading to a unique and beautiful love story.