A man who is broken with no desire to love or live , just surviving , want nothing to do with love..... A girl who is full of life ,hope and love , smile beyond struggles , want everything to do with love..... Will the two come together like perfect pieces ? Will they be like the yingyang made for eachother ? Will they both fill the missing part of each other ? How their journey will be ? [ She fell FIRST....He fell HARDER ] #1 divorce out of 17.4k stories on 24/10/2025 #1 tamil out of 3.68k stories on 26/10/2025 #1 engagement out of 4.85k stories on 26/10/2025 #16 Happy out of 93.7k stories on 01/11/2025 It's my first story , support me ... If there are mistakes , correct me ... Note: I am just writing , what I like to read . Even if I just have one genuine reader , who likes to read my story , I will be happy ... So , please don't spam the comment box with promotion and cover creation .Thank you 🙏

Hero is madurai's feared don , lost his mother at young age , betrayed by his own father , have immense respect for his grandmother and feels burdened because of his grandfather's decision of giving the throne to him. Heroine is an innocent, pure girl , raised by her mother and grandmother in the interior remote village of theni , knows nothing about her father or her grandfather except for their death is tragic. How these two life's got entangled with each other, before even she opened her eyes on the earth for the first time.... , How the destiny bring the two of them together .... , Will the promise done to honor the honesty and loyalty be kept ? Or the mother's lie to keep her baby safe will succeed ? Lets dive into the story to find out .... LOVE OF A BRAVEHEART .... PS : PLEASE DONT SPAM THE COMMENT BOX WITH PROMOTION AND COVER CREATION MESSAGES 🙏

Vihaan Raichand (The Cold Mafia ) "I've killed for less. But for my wife, I'll kneel-without hesitation. And those who dare raise their voice against her... I'll slit their throat without thinking twice." "She is my only peace in this cursed world. I don't care if her mind is like a child's. She doesn't need to understand this world-I'll protect her from it. She only needs to be safe... and smile "I lost her once... and I died with her. There won't be a second time. Not even fate has permission to take her from me now."* *"Let them call me mad. Let them call her broken. She's mine. And I'll tear the world apart to keep her that way Ruhanika Sehgal (His Innocent, Childlike Bride): "Vihaan came to take me... He fights the monsters, not me. Because I'm his good girl, his princess." "He says I'm his doll... But I'm real. I have a heart, and it only beats when he hugs me." "If I cry, he gets angry. Not at me. At the world. He says nobody gets to make his 'Ruhuu' sad." "When I grow up, I'll marry him again. In a big white dress... with candy!" "People say I'm slow. But I know one thing. Vihaan loves me more than the stars love the sky." He's the man the world fears-the cold Mafia King with blood on his hands. But for her, he softens. For his innocent, childlike bride, Vihaan Raichand becomes something the world never thought he could be-gentle. "She's my only peace in this cursed world," he says, holding her like she's made of stardust. Ruhanika doesn't understand the darkness he walks through-but she doesn't have to. She just smiles, and he's willing to burn the world to keep that light in her eyes. To him, she's not broken. She's his. And that's enough. He calls her his doll. She calls him her hero. And in their fragile, unspoken way, they've built a love that even fate dares not touch. #SoftRomance #ProtectiveLove #HeLovesHerSoftly #GentleObsession #HisRuhuu #TenderDevotion #MafiaWithAHeart #ChildlikeBride #HisOnlyPeace #WholesomeButIntense

"Her innocent King" He never wore a crown, never held a gun... but still, he ruled her world. She was born with blood on her hands and fire in her veins-the mafia princess everyone feared. A girl who could break ribs without breaking a sweat, yet secretly dreamed of fairy tales. And he? He was just a boy with flour-dusted fingers and a heart too pure for her dark world. A gamer. A dreamer. The last person you'd expect to survive her storm. But fate doesn't ask for permission. One forced marriage. One innocent heart trapped in her dangerous empire. One girl who would tear down the underworld to protect the only man who made her feel human. She was raised to be a queen of crime- But for him, she chose to be his princess first... and his protector forever. After all, he wasn't just her husband. He was... Her innocent King. 👑 "When he is be like agar mein aapke kharche nahi uthapaya toh..." ["When he says: what if I'm not able to bear your expenses..."..] "And she is like" aap mere nakhre uthalijiye gaaa....""Woh bohot hai mere liye Kharche mein uthalungii...["And she is like-just handle my tantrums....."That means a lot to me...I'll handle the expenses...] #WattpadOriginal #MafiaRomance #ForcedMarriage #EnemiesToLovers #InnocentHusband #StrongFemaleLead #InstagramRomance #DesiLoveStory #WattpadCouple #DesiFiction #HumorRomance #PowerfulHer #WattpadRomance #WattpadIndia #WattpadWriter #FictionLovers #WattpadCover #SpicyAndSweet #WattpadEnemiesToLovers #DesiQueenVibes

A one-night stand changed their lives forever... For Four years, Dr. Naina Reddy has been answering every question her twins ask except the one that breaks her heart the most. "Amma... Nanna yekkada untaru?" (Mom... where does Dad live?) It is the only question she never has an answer for. The only truth she cannot speak. Because the man who gave her two beautiful children... doesn't even know they exist. But destiny is strange. One transfer order. One city. One unexpected encounter. And suddenly, Major Arjun Solanki the man she met once and lost forever is back in her world. In her hospital. In her children's life. Without knowing the truth written in their eyes. This is not just a love story. This is a story of two little children searching for their father... and the soldier who doesn't know he already belongs to them. ⭐ TROPES ✨ Army × Doctor ✨ One Night Stand → Consequences ✨ Second Chance Romance ✨ Hindi × Telugu ✨ Desi Vibes ✨ Slow Burn Emotional Bonding ✨ Secret Pregnancy / Single Mother ✨ Hidden Heir Billionaire Trope ✨ Found Family ✨ Twins × Father Bond Jan 7 2025 : #1 in Army Jan 7 2025 : #1 in telugu Jan 7 2025 : #3 in doctor Jan 7 2025 : #5 in pregnency Jan 7 2025 : #9 in india Jan 7 2025 : #4 in secondchance ___

Leka Sree is a girl who once lived as a princess, but now she lost everything and is living as a broken soul in jail. Once beauty queen has now become an ugly duckling. How is her life going to be when she gets out of jail ?. Who married her even after knowing her wrongdoings ?. Why does she agree to marry him without even seeing him ?. Peep into the story to know what's going to happen. [☆ ONLY SAMPLE IS HERE, YOU CAN READ REMAINING CHAPTERS IN AMAZON KINDLE WITH SAME TITLE OR USING MY PEN NAME Esora 05..☆]

_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. Please read whole story.male lead have a really good character development This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!

Through times we have heard unconventional love stories, there was 'Layla and Majnu' 'Romeo and Juliet' 'Jodha and Akbar' 'Shah Jahan and Mumtaz Mahal' 'Chun Hyang and Mongryong' and most recently the love story between 'Rose and Jack' of the Titanic. In the midst of all these names is a forgotten love story that transcend all boundaries. It went beyond religion, class, and revenge. It went beyond stereotypes. This is the story of a young prince who fell in love with a spirited young noble girl. They were merely thirteen and fourteen years of age. He hid his true identity and she did the same. Everything about her drew him in. Whether it's her stubbornness, her caring attitude and most of all her beauty was something to behold. Due to unforeseen circumstances they were torn apart. She couldn't let go and he hasn't let go. Too many clashes of interest and way too many wanted them apart. Together they will conquer the world but separately they will bring destruction to the world. The fight and struggle for the Emperor's heart, the dismal women who will do anything to gain that all elusive power. One woman though was destined for it all. And she's all he yearns for. A Persian tale set during the sixteenth century.

Aaryavati is your regular Queen. Innocent, pure, happy-go-lucky, always indulgent in womanly pleasures, illiterate, hopelessly romantic and daydreamer- Or that's what the King believes. What he doesn't know that behind the mask of an innocent Woman, lies a badass, clever, scheming yet righteous Queen who struggles to survive (and thrive) in the patriarchal society. What happens when her husband goes abroad to face the war and her kingdom falls into the chaos of threats from the other kingdoms? Will she be able to shed off her mask and save her kingdom timely? Will she allow the world to discover that she is a woman of substance or merely work her way through the shadow of her meek reputation? P.S. I would again like to stay true to my word. My stories doesn't possess emotional dramas. Or any negativity. Women are empowered and men are highly compassionate. I hope you will find my work interesting and positively refreshing. Cover credit:- My friend @DaveyHawkes

Story set in 1930s He is looking at me like I am his meal . I don't know what to do so I just stand still. "Come here sugandha "he said in a low yet dangerous voice.Its been years I last hear his words.I slowly went towards him and stand beside him. He pulled me and made me sit in his lap.He slowly lift my head and trace his finger on my forehead while traveling it through my eyes,nose and lips. He insert his middle finger in my mouth and command me to lick.I don't know what it is and how to lick it. He chocked on my neck enough to pass oxygen. "I don't like to repeat my self sugandha, lick it like a good girl." he said to me in a dangerous voice. I obeyed him and lick his finger. He removed his finger with a pop sound and trace his finger through my neck ,breasts and navel. I don't know what this feeling is but something weird is happening in my stomach which I can't control. He suddenly cup his hand on my pussy through my saree and press it. I instantly adopted these weird feeling and an unknown sound escape through my mouth. "Who these pussy belongs to sugandha" he asked while gazing into my eyes .I don't know what to say,I feel very shy under his gaze.I close my eyes in a trance. "Don't I said to not repeat my self" he said in a dangerous voice . With out any warning he put his hand under my skirt and trace his finger on my clit in a rhythmic pace . "All wet for me my little slut Now tell me who these pussy belongs to ",he asked again. I don't know why it feel little weird in. good way when he calls me slut and his fingers did wonder and an unknown feeling raised in my stomach. "Ah, um,ahhh, it belongs to yours ji".I said with out controlling my body and mouth. CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ HIGHLY MATURED, VIOLENCE,SMUT, RAPE SCENES, EXPLICIT LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. ONLY FOR 18+ READERS. RANKINGS #1 in anger_04/06/2024 #1 in 1930s _ 23/06/2024 #1 in wattpad India_ 01/09/2024