Her pov: The wedding news of her ex-husband and his sister in law broke her heart in pieces. The betrayal she faced due to those two left a scar on her heart. She really hoped that someday she will be able to recover and avenge all the tears she shed for those monsters. His pov: His childhood love was getting married to the man of her dreams. He couldn't ever express his feelings infront of her in fear of losing out her friendship. He wished all the happiness for her. But the broken heart wished that she should have understood his unsaid feelings for her. He hoped that she stays blessed with the man she chose. Hope you all enjoy this one 💞💞💞💞.

A heartbreaking past and a forced marriage with lots of misunderstand Drishti finally found peace in Rakshit's silent love happiness - until an accident stole her memories. No.2 #wattpadromace 🥂

"Khoon rishtey nibhaana bhool sakta hai, par taqdeer apna haq maang hi leti hai..." They are Udaipur's crowned kings-the six Rajvanshi brothers. Billionaires by name. Mafia by power. Ruthless. Cold-blooded. Merciless. And above all-untouchable. Built on blood and fire, their empire stands unshaken... until a storm they never saw coming rises in silence. Her name is Reet. The lost sister. The forgotten heir. Stolen from the palace before she could even speak her truth. Raised far away from the world of silk sarees and bloodstained thrones, Reet returns with no memory of who she truly is. But her soul remembers. And so does fate. As past sins unravel and hidden truths rise, Reet must face the brothers whose hearts are made of stone... and whose hands are stained with secrets. Will they protect her-or destroy her? ✨ A royal-mafia saga of blood, betrayal, and bonds that even time could not break. Book 1 in "Ashes & Anklets Series" Standalone (Might need editing here and there)

(Edited) A story of two People who get married by fate but, does fate support them will they be able to love each other read out to find out

[SLOW UPDATES] Ruhanika Rajput has been running from the memories she never dared to name. Abhimanyu Rathore is the silence that steadies her storms. In his arms, she begins to breathe again and found pieces of a home she thought she never deserved. In her presence, he learns that even the most broken souls still hum with poetry. But not all wounds stay buried, they find their way, crawling back to the surface. As their new life begins to bloom, something unseen begins to stir and they? They should be strong enough to face whatever lingers in the dark. A tale of resilience, love - that dares to stay and destiny woven together. This is not just about falling in love...Its about rising in it. 𝓚𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓽𝓮 𝓬𝓱𝓾𝓹 𝓻𝓮𝓱𝓴𝓻 𝓫𝓱𝓲 𝓫𝓪𝓱𝓾𝓽 𝓴𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓴𝓮𝓱 𝓳𝓪𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓷. Some stories aren't written in ink... they're encrypted in time. Two hearts who forgot their story only for the destiny to remind them. He's a mystery she can't decode. She's the answer he didn't know he was waiting for. But fate has its own rhythm... and some hearts are meant to collide - again and again - until the truth finally surfaces. When destiny pulls Avyaan Malhotra and Varnika Shekhawat together...yet again, their worlds clash. Between encrypted files and several truths, they must navigate a connection deeper than either expected - one rooted not just in the present, but buried in a forgotten moment of the past. Their bond was never really broken- it was just waiting to be remembered. A tale of fate and love too deep to ever truly disappear. 𝓚𝓲𝓼𝓶𝓪𝓽 𝓷𝓮 𝓾𝓷𝓴𝓲 𝓴𝓪𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓲 𝓫𝓪𝓱𝓾𝓽 𝓹𝓮𝓱𝓵𝓮 𝓱𝓲 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓱 𝓭𝓲 𝓽𝓱𝓲, 𝔀𝓸𝓱𝓲 𝓹𝓪𝓭𝓱𝓷𝓪 𝓫𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓵 𝓰𝓪𝔂𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮...

Let's be the part of the royal love / force merriage with age Gap/ the girl who doesn't believe on love and the boy who give her every reason to fall in love /he fell first but she fell harder / enemy to lover | nothing to say more now you yourself read and enjoy ❤️

She is a girl full of mischievousness and never fails to entertain those around her. He is just the opposite of her, being all furios and short-tempered. not being handled by everyone; he was the only one who could keep her on track; sometimes she doesn't even listen to him at all.She wasn't aware that he was secretly in love with her. from when he held her tiny hands in his for the first time. As they grew older, his feelings for her only grew stronger. He knew he had to confess his love to her eventually. but there was a risk that she wouldn't feel the same way. Only time will tell if their relationship will blossom into something more than just cousins who care deeply for each other. Will she accept his love? By taking a chance and telling her how he truly feels.

Kiara Malhotra, on a family trip to Rajasthan, unknowingly loses her anklet at the Lake Palace, drawing the attention of Reyaansh Rathore, the powerful and elusive Mafia King of the region. Intrigued by her innocence and the anklet she left behind, Reyaansh becomes obsessed with claiming her. As their paths cross, Kiara is pulled into a dangerous and captivating world of power and desire, torn between her growing feelings for Reyaansh and the life she once knew. In a battle between love and control, can Kiara escape the Mafia King's grasp, or will fate bind them together forever?

What happens when a strict, brooding CEO falls for his sassy, unstoppable assistant? Pure chaos, heart-fluttering romance, and an unforgettable love story. From office banter to secret glances, stolen kisses to grand Marathi wedding traditions, Aryan Rajput and Priya Doshi's love story is full of laughter, passion, and timeless commitment.

"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex. He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed. I nodded a little locking eyes with him fearfully. I witnessed a glimmer in his eyes and he removed his palm from my mouth slowly. I mustered up a little strength and asked nervously. "Kon hai aap aur yahan kya kar rhe hain," His eyes softened, looking deep into my eyes as if he could see through them as if he owned them. A strong wind surfaced, pulling away the fabric and revealing his face. It was him. My heartbeats raced wildly. He flickered his gaze to my lips for a few seconds, licked his lower lip a little with an unreadable emotion and peered back deeply into my eyes, delving into my soul. He replied in the raw, masculine and resonating voice I had heard months before. "Daksh naam hai hamara. Vivaah karne aaye hai aapse," *** I could not believe my eyes that he was standing right in front of me. The day I walked away from him, with a swarm of butterflies in the depths of my guts and belly, I never considered the possibility of crossing our paths again. I never thought we would get another chance in this life. Was it a wise decision of me to run away back then like that? The moments we shared back then flashed back into my memory. I started wondering if this was a coincidence or if he purposely located me. *** This is the love story of Daksh Pratap Rathore and Radhika Maan Singh. Storyline occurs in early years of 21st century(2001). A love saga bridging the gap between a city-born man and a village-raised girl. They are soulmates longing for love and solace from each other in different parameters. Let us dive into their journey of togetherness, and internal conflicts and see if and how they find solace with each other. First 2 chapters can be descriptive but I'm sure you'll like the story further.