Some bonds are chosen. Some are promised. And some are tied when two lives collide. Vanya Rathore - a soft-spoken interior designer from Rajasthan - has mastered the art of appearing whole. Betrayed by the parents she no longer wishes to call her own, she hides her fractures behind elegance, choosing silence over resentment. Love and marriage, to her, feel like fragile illusions - beautiful, but unsafe. Yuvraj Malhotra - born into a Punjabi family and raised in Delhi's disciplined world - is a man of quiet authority. A business tycoon who doesn't raise his voice to command respect, Yuvraj believes in responsibility, restraint, and standing firm when things fall apart. He doesn't chase emotions, but once something becomes his, he protects it with unwavering steadiness. Their first meeting isn't planned - it's chaotic. A moment tangled in noise, interruptions, and misunderstandings... yet impossible to forget. What begins as an arranged alliance slowly turns into something neither of them expected. Not loud declarations, but lingering silences. Not promises, but presence. A marriage where tension simmers beneath calm conversations, and intimacy grows in the smallest moments. He watches without intruding. She resists, yet feels seen. Between shared nights, unspoken boundaries, and a pull they don't name, Knot of Destiny unfolds a romance that is subtle, restrained, and dangerously real. Because sometimes, destiny doesn't arrive gently - it crashes in, rearranges everything... and ties the knot.

#Top2 in India : 6/1/26 #Top1 in India : 7/1/26 #Top5 in India: 11/1/26 𝗬𝗨𝗩𝗔𝗔𝗡 𝗡𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗔: A 26-year old Professor, who is also a According to his students 'He is the most handsome man alive on the planet'. He is 6 '2 tall which makes him more attractive and handsome and not to forget his jet black eyes, perfectly gelled hair, light beard and especially his 8-pack body. He is the only son of a billionaire but nobody knows it. 𝗝𝗔𝗔𝗡𝗩𝗜 𝗔𝗚𝗡𝗜𝗛𝗢𝗧𝗥𝗜: A 19-year old, mischievous girl whose laugh never left her face and just finished her schooling. She can laugh anywhere in any situation because of which she always gets into trouble. She is 5 '1, which is not too short. Okay, "her words" had grey eyes with short hair till her shoulder and had a zero figure. She is the only daughter of the Chief Minister of the state which know one knows except her bestfriends. ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ To know more about them, Dive into the story. Suno itna tak padhe na.. toh phir aage padhne mein kya problem hai. Jao na please..*puppy eyes*

"Don't touch me... please, don't!" Dua screamed, trembling. "Shh... it's me... it's me... Baacha," Reyansh's voice was calm, steady, wrapping around her like a lifeline. Tears streamed down her face. "He... he will... he'll hurt me too... he bought me and my sister..." she sobbed, clinging to him in desperation. "Shh... I'm so sorry for your loss. No one will hurt you... not ever," Reyansh whispered, holding her close. Her body went limp, collapsing into his arms. "Baacha... open your eyes... talk to me..." he pleaded, heart aching. But she remained silent... unresponsive... leaving him holding her fragile form, the weight of her pain crushing his soul. ✨© Kaashi WRTS | 20 September 2025 | All Rights Reserved✨ ✓ Mafia × Innocent ✓ Talkative Female × Quiet/Listening Male ✓ Professor × Hacker ✓ Billionaire × Middle Class ✓ Sweet × Grumpy ✓ Possessive × Caring ✓ Protector × Vulnerable ✓ Silent Hero × Emotional Heroine ✓ Secret Identity × Curious Heroine ✓ Revenge × Redemption ✓ Dark Past × Healing Love 2025-9-20 started (⁠人⁠*⁠'K｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝘉𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 "You have no right over me" I throw the words laced with venom towards him. "I. own. you. blame me for all I care but you will be Mrs. Kabir Malhaan" the rage and ruthlessness emanating from the monster in front of me has made me weak on my legs. My breath hitched in answer "A gun on my waist. is that how you propose?" I don't back away. A shiver trailed the cold kiss of the barrel as he dragged it slowly from my waist to my navel, then up gliding over my skin with cruel leisure until it nestled between my breasts, aimed straight at my heart. "No. It's a promise of where you belong. You belong in my goddamn empire, not beside me, but 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦 it. Because you're the reason I breathe. I breathed you, Roop." And just like that, with his words toying with my emotions. He bent lower and planted a kiss so gentle that it did not match his depravity. - 𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧. The sort of man who'd auction the last remnants of your soul to Satan himself just to watch it burn pretty. A man who smiles as the world collapses at his feet, who'd trace devotion in blood and call it love. Because monsters like him don't ask for worship they become the sin you wish to follow. 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐩 𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐲𝐚𝐩. born with the whitest morals stitched into her soul, like armor. A girl who takes nothing for granted, who counts blessings like stars and carries her kindness like a quiet rebellion. In her world she worships chaos. When her path crosses with an heir apparent of a mafia syndicate. She loses more than just her freedom of will. It's the question of who will win the silent war.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞. 𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝙍𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙖 𝙎𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙮 was meant to be a star, with her haunting beauty and raw presence. She was destined to own the runway but her rise in the modelling world has always been stunned, controlled, suffocated but her own mother- Hollywood's untouchable fashion queen- always kept her daughter behind the velvet curtains. No red carpets. No runways. Allowing only the private photoshoots, never the spotlight. The world knew the legend, but never the daughter. 𝘿𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙍𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞 Her stepfather. An Italian mafia capo who ruled bloodied streets with a velvet tongue and a bulletproof smile. To the world, he was charm and control wrapped in designer suits. To Rasha, he was danger in slow motion. A shadow in every room. A gaze that undressed her soul. He promised to give her the world. Because. She's his. His obsession. His muse. His dirty little secret. ! Mature Content !

•|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 💗

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝑹𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒊 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂, 𝑩𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒚𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅'𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒛𝒛𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒆-𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒓, 𝒌𝒊𝒅𝒏𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒆𝒍 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒑 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅. 𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘, 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓, 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓. 𝑨𝒈𝒔𝒕𝒚𝒂 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒂, 𝒆𝒙-𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒚, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒔, 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝑯𝒂𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒓

"Shivani beta, look, as your dad I already told you he was not a good man," my father said. I was looking at myself in the mirror, all ready to get married. "Dad, I am ready for the person you will choose for me," I said while looking at him. He was looking at me, thinking that I was sad or would cry, but hell no-I am SHIVANI SINGHANIYA, the only daughter of Prakash Shinghaniya and only sister of my 2 brothers. ................................................................................................................................................. "Now your ex is back, will you return to him?" he asked while pressing my bare boobs. I looked at him and said, "Why, Mr. Arahansh Raizada? Are you thinking that I will run away from you?" The next second I felt pain in my womanhood and gripped my hand on his bare chest, and he said, "I am a monster, Mrs. Arahansh. Try to run-first I will tear him apart, then I will chain you in this damn room." I shivered, but I knew I couldn't do anything because he is- "I am yours baby dinosaur," I whispered while licking his neck. .......................................................................................

SCHEDULE : EVERY MONDAY 💗 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Isha mehra × Rudra malhotra ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My grip on the steering wheel tightened. Isha. Isha. Isha. That name. It wouldn't stop circling inside my head like a curse. "Hm. Rudra?" mom's tone shifted slightly. "What about you? What do you think about Isha?" "She's... pretty." That slipped out of my mouth before my brain could lock it down. I kept my eyes forward, pretending I hadn't just lost control over my damn tongue. Shit. Did I just say that? Me? "She's pretty, huh, bhai?" Arjun teased, grinning at me through the rearview mirror. Damn it. This idiot's going to turn it into a full family circus. "Beta, I didn't ask how she looks," mom said, folding her arms like she was holding court. "I asked, what do you think about her." I didn't answer. Because I didn't know what the hell to say. So I said nothing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Warning : This story contains abuse, torture, force (not between the couple), murder, and violence. And many more things that might triggerd you. If you're not comfortable with such content, please do not read.

....˖☆𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 + 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞☆˖.... "You can't marry him Vaani" I said staring deep in her eyes gritting my teeth my chest tighten with unfamiliar and unbearable pain , just the thought of her being with someone else kills me so much. "Why?" She asked adding salt on my wounds anger consumed me at this moment, while tightening my grip on her arms and pulling her closer I let out a painful chuckle and said " Because he don't deserve someone like you he deserves someone much better" I could feel the burn in my eyes, my tears are fighting to rolled down my eyes but I didn't let them , hurting her is hurting me more than she could imagine. She remained silent tears rolled down her eyes damage caused by my words were clearly visible in her eyes , I am dying to hug her comfort her but the betrayal the, damge ,the pain I am carrying all these years stopped me from doing so. "Do you hate me this much Nirvaan?" She asked in painful voice looking straight in my eyes , my heart clenched painfully on her condition , I wiped her tears and whispered so softly that she can't hear it. "𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── "Aap ke ye aanshu humare zakhmo pe namak ka kaam karte hai Vaani " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ★𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐏𝐔𝐓★ " I was thrown in dark dead night enough times to realise I am not worthy to meet sunshine" ★𝐍𝐈𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃★ "I am dying to be her sunshine so bright to her dark dead night yet, so warm to melt away all her pain" ______________