" What are we?" She asked him red tearful eyes fixed onto his, He held cigarette between his fingers keeping his arm on his thigh, " W𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲?" He asked her back, in a low voice. More tears fell down her eyes, " Do i hold any right on you?" She questioned, whose answer might crumple her heart. " 𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 " he replied with soft eyes, in his deep voice. ---------- 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘨𝘶𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵, 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴, 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴, 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦,. 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳, 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳, Is the one stating such a statement, isn't it ironic? __________ "Can you please leave... your presence suffocates me" " OKAYHH..." he said shaking his head. He stood at a distance, eyed her with some unreadable expression. "hmm... to tum bhooke pyase,.. mere khilaf ansan karna chahti ho" (So you want to go on a hunger strike against me?!!) He picked up water jug perched on cupboard,.. she glanced at him and glass jug alternatively. * smash* she shut her eyes in reflex. The glass jug was scattered on ground in pieces, along with water. "Then do it properly!" ____________ 𝘽𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙟𝙪𝙙𝙜𝙚, 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚~

" I can't ... I can't stay away from you jaan" He pressed the photo to his chest, "You think I will give up? That I will forget you?"His voice dropped to a dark whisper "No, Tara. You are not something I can lose." He kissed the photo's surface his lips trembling. "You do not get to decide for both of us. You are mine. Tum meri thi, hao .. aur rahogi." (You were mine, you are mine... and you'll always be mine.) He threw back the last of the alcohol, the bottle clinking against the wall and shattering into a thousand pieces. . . Story of dev and tara

Previous title AAROHI : HIS FORCED WIFE he wants a pawn. for a property deal of his dead grandfather.the condition is only married heir has right to claim the property. he wants a wife that don't interrogate his life.... he decided to cage a innocent soul that not intefear in his life. he saw her at cafe and decides to take move..... "please don't hurt my mom" she begging on her knees "then Marry me" he orders. "if you want your mother alive, then marry me aarohi , or else--" he threats .. will he has feelings for her? will she Happy in this forced marriage? will they be together in future? ..

Two rival Mafias pull each other's sisters into forbidden relationships to gain the upper hand. ♡____♤ Two mafia rivals. Two sisters who were never meant to be part of their war. Siya falls for a man who feels too real to be a lie. Charming. Dangerous. Addictive. But she doesn't know... he's the very enemy her brother is hunting. And he knows exactly who she is. Rukmini isn't that blind. She knows the man she craves will never love her. Knows she's nothing more than a habit he refuses to quit. Yet she stays... even when it destroys her a little more every time. One love is built on deception. The other survives on pain. In a world of power, blood, and betrayal- feelings are weaknesses. Trust is fatal. And when the truth finally comes out... they won't just lose love. They'll lose everything. {REDEMPTION ARC} {⚠️ MATURE CONTENT Contains strong language, drug use, and graphic violence. This story features problematic characters and mentions of trauma. Reader discretion is advised} Tropes: She fell first he fell harder. Powerful female characters Brother's Enemy Slow Burn Mafia Romance Rival Mafia Families Enemies to Lovers (Twisted Version) Forbidden Romance Dark Romance Angst Fake love Unrequited Love Morally Grey Male Leads Toxic Love Multi couple

She's the curvy fashion designer who refuses to shrink. He's the cold, gym-obsessed CEO who swore love was a waste of time. Vivan Singh Rathore - 30, ruthless billionaire, believes emotions are liabilities. One betrayal five years ago turned him into ice. Marriage? Never. Love? Impossible. Priya Roy - 27, bold, beautiful, unapologetically curvy. Rejected for her body more times than she can count, she stopped believing in love too. All she wants is to design clothes that make women feel powerful - starting with herself. When their families force an arranged marriage to merge empires, sparks fly - the hateful kind. He calls her designs "garish." She calls him "arrogant robot." One harsh rejection in a boutique turns into forced proximity, shared penthouse nights, stolen glances, and tension so thick it could cut silk. From enemies who can't stand each other... to reluctant housemates who can't keep their hands off... to a husband who kneels every morning with breakfast just to earn her forgiveness... This is not just a marriage of convenience. This is a slow-burn war of hearts, body-positivity revolution, possessive CEO grovel, explosive chemistry, and a love that chooses every single day - even when it hurts. He once said: "Love is a distraction." She proved him wrong - curve by curve, kiss by kiss, forever by forever. 🔥 Arranged Marriage 🔥 Enemies to Lovers 🔥 Grumpy × Sunshine 🔥 Body Positive FMC 🔥 Possessive CEO (touch her & die) 🔥 Steamy 18+ scenes 🔥 Grovel & Redemption 🔥 Desi Wedding Drama 🔥 Happily Ever After (with babies & family)

𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐛𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞. __________________________________ "Aaliya" I whispered. She smiled at me and asked, "What?" "I'm sorry" I said before pulling out the handkerchief from my pocket and forcefully pressing it on Aaliya's face. She tried to fight for some seconds but then, she fainted. __________________________________ Akshara Mehrotra, A kind,savage and sunshine girl who can't keep silent for more than 10 seconds. She completed her MBBS and was going to NYC for her MS ( master of surgery) course. In easy words, her life was a happy and simple rich life, until he entered. Arhaan Singhaniya, A grumpy,cold man with a dark past. He is a businessman who's company comes is in the top lists of the world and indeed a billionaire. His life was colourless,dark and plain, until she entered. On the wedding day of Arhaan and Akshara's bestfriend, Aaliya, something happened that the person who ended up marrying Arhaan was Akshara, not Aaliya. What happened? Why she did it? Will Arhaan accept her? What made Arhaan like this? And the most important, will they be able to solve the tangled threads of Hearts and Truths ? ✨READ THE BOOK TO FIND ANSWERS✨ __________________________________ "I-i re-reall-yy like y-you" I lied looking down at my hands, not daring to look in his burning eyes. My breath hitched when he held me by my hair and forced me to look up at him. "Say that again?" I opened my mouth to say but nothing came out, except the burning tears from my eyes. "Fine,Then Show me" he hissed before pinning me to the wall.

Our marriage was arranged. So was our divorce. I obeyed my parents. He obeyed his. At 25, I'm a divorcée. A single mom to a three-year-old. At 30, he's a divorcé. A weekend father. Bravo. ------------------------------------------ WARNING: Mature Language.

She believed love could heal every wound. He believed love was the biggest weakness. Vaidehi Joshi had always dreamed of a marriage filled with love, warmth, and companionship. To her, marriage was not just a ritual-it was about finding a soulmate, a humsafar. But destiny had different plans. Rudra Singhania world revolved only around his family and his little niece, Myra Singhania. Forced into an arranged marriage because of family pressure, Rudra makes one thing clear on the very first night- "Mujhse mohabbat ki umeed mat karna." ("Don't expect love from me.") For Vaidehi, those words shatter every dream she ever had. Yet despite his coldness, she continues to stand beside him silently... caring for his family, loving Myra like her own, and slowly becoming the peace in his chaotic life. What happens when the man who hated love starts fearing the thought of losing his wife? A story of forced marriage, unspoken feelings, jealousy, pain, healing, and a love that slowly turns strangers into soulmates. Because sometimes... your humsafar is chosen by destiny before being accepted by the heart.

𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧. 𝐀𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦. 🔥 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡? 💫 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐀𝐯𝐧𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝, 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫? 💔 𝐓𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐔𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝...!!!! 📖🦋✨

༺𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 "𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐝" 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔༻ ༄⬤◉༄ "Verdant, leave me! What am I to you? A possession? An obsession? Leave me right now!" I yelled, trying to knock some sense into him. He slowly brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, making me feel things I didn't want to. His hand grazed my waist, the warmth of his touch brushing against my bare skin, as my top lifted slightly due to the position he held me in. He touched his forehead to mine, closing his eyes as I did, the intimacy of the moment wrapping around us. "You're my first and last love, darling. You're not just the water I need, you're the oxygen I struggle to breathe. You're my best, my worst, my life, my world. You're mine." At the last words, he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. The soft touch calmed my muscles, but my mind was still a battlefield. Two months before my marriage, Jai used to write poetry, say sweet things, and do all these little romantic dramas. All men are manipulators. I know Vedant isn't, but I can't trust anyone right now. I wanted to push him away. "You really think you can manipulate me with sweet words? You're a manipulator, aren't you? At the end of the day, you're forcing me to choose you. And what's worst about men is that you only think about yourselves. You want me, but what about me? You never prioritise me!"