[PARTITION ROMANCE] She is a mute. He is a politician. And 1947 is burning around them. After surviving a brutal assault and losing her only family, Vrishty, a voiceless Hindu girl, is left alone in a town tearing itself apart. Hunted by the man who first claimed her, she hides in silence, until Meer, an emerging Muslim politician, becomes the only barrier between her and the chaos outside. Bound by guilt and an unexpected pull, Meer begins to realise his vicinity with the girl. But the nation which divided amongst the communal hate, will it be able to save these burning interfaith hearts, alive?

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.

BOOK 4 IN THE MARRIAGE & REVENGE SERIES

Yaduvanshi series #1 An Arranged Marriage Story. POWER!!!!! That's what he always wanted. He is king of a small kingdom of Madhya Pradesh but his power is not limited to Madhya Pradesh only. He is one of the richest men in India who holds the power of money in the market and of leaders in parliament. He is one of those chosen people who are running the country behind the curtain. Politician bows their head in front of him, businessman is ready to put everything at stake just to put their name with his company and a messiah to his kingdom's people. His soft side is for no one at least he does pretend that. But......... A small brown-eyed, honey-voiced girl entered his life. And from the very first moment he saw her, he started feeling a weird fluttering in his heart. She was chosen by his grandfather for him but he knew it was God's plan. She is a puzzle, He wants to solve her. She is scared, He wants to protect her. She fears love, He wants to spoil her. She is broken, He is her healer. Let's join Aashrit Singh Yaduvanshi and Meera Singh Yaduvanshi in the journey of love after marriage.

18 years old Sirisha Mathur, is an intelligent, straight-A, and straightforward yet introverted girl. She had never even imagined that she would fall in love but when she meets, 19 years old Kunal Oberoi, who is an all-rounder, good at studies, plays football well, is handsome, and is hell extroverted, but is way too irresponsible to be an adult, Things happen that she had never thought could happen to her, Weird Feelings Goosebumps Butterflies In The Stomach Affection Blushing Jealousy LOVE.... All Mine Duet: Book 1 ~~~~~~ I can't make the Description any more catchy. But I can assure you that this story is worth reading. Do give it a try and review <3 (Mature Content. Warning has been given on the chapter head so that you can skip that chapter.) ___________________________ All Rights Reserved ©

Nuisance is her middle name Perfection is his When I first saw him I was blown away with his baby blue eyes. The second time I wanted to know more about him. But the third time, I knew he was a trouble in my paradise. I never felt attracted towards someone in this short span of time and that too without knowing a single thing about them. But this Man, right here is making my irrational side active. The problem is I can't have any sort of equation with him even if I want to. He is a forbidden fruit which I want to taste. The urge is so bad I can't tell you. But is it worth it? Is he worth it? Dive into my story to know what will happen. Cause honestly even I don't know what's there for me on the plate.

"She tried to reach out the fallen star, the one still yearning for a ground called love." Born in a conservative family of UP, famous not for respect but for dangerous things, where women were nothing more than showpieces to be controlled and ordered. Shreevi Mishra never fit in. The more restrictions they put on her, the more she burned to break them. In a house where even listening to songs was a sin, she dared to dream of two impossible things, One, to become an actress. Two, to marry him. But him who? Yuvaan Shergill. Superstar. The calmest, sweetest, humblest man, at least, that's what the world believes. Or maybe that's just what he wants them to see. Afterall is is an actor. Because behind the fame and lights is a man scarred by bitter experiences, a man who has learned to see the world through one lens, money. With a typical mindset, he believes girls only want one thing from him, his wealth. And so, he has vowed to keep them far away. But when God said action, even he was unknown to his part of script. For the most money-minded girl he would ever meet was also the one who refused to leave his side. Shreevi Mishra, his craziest stalker, the girl with brown-crimson eyes who followed him everywhere. All Yuvaan wanted was to get rid of her. All she wanted was to make him fall for her...by hook or by crook.

────────────── ─────────────── •°•𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚟𝚒 𝙽𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚇 𝚅𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚊 𝚂𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚑•°• They were both sitting on the floor. Trying to control his breathing, he closed his eyes and rested his head on the sofa behind him. Then he asked, "What do you want now, Biwi?" She looked at him, breathing heavily... she grabbed his collar, spread her legs, and sat on his lap. Softly, she said, "Fu-Fuck... Patidev." He opened his eyes, sighed, and held her waist. He looked at her with a narrow eyes. Seeing this, she held his neck with one hand.

[𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐂𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐌𝐲 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐎𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐈𝐭, 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐏𝐮𝐭 𝐈𝐧 𝐀 𝐋𝐨𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐄𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭. 𝐈 𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐂𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐝 Anything , 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐈𝐬 𝐌𝐲 𝐎𝐰𝐧 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐤.] "𝙽𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎, 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚎.... 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝙾𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐆𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐨-𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑, 𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑-𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝...breath" ╰┈➤He [𝗕𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗸𝗶𝗱𝗻𝗮𝗽, 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗲... 𝘆𝗲𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗲-𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀, 𝗶𝗻 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵, 𝗶𝗻 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗯𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵.] "ᴀʙ ᴄʜʜᴇᴅᴏɢᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴘ ᴘɪᴛᴏɢᴇ ᴍᴀʜᴀʀᴀᴊ". ~ꜱʜᴇ "ᴘɪᴛ ʟᴏ ᴋᴏɴꜱᴀ ʜᴀᴍ ᴀᴘᴋᴇ ᴘɪᴅᴅᴇ ʜᴀᴛʜᴏ ꜱᴇ ᴍᴀᴀʀ ᴋʜᴀ ᴋᴀʀ ᴍᴀᴀʀ ᴊᴀʏᴇɴɢᴇ...ᴘɪᴅᴅɪ ʀᴀɴɪ ʜᴀᴍᴀʀɪ". ~ʜᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ᴘᴜɴᴄʜ ʜɪꜱ ᴄʜᴇꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ᴄʜᴜᴄᴋʟᴇᴅ 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬... 𝐀 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞?

Welcome to the story of Vedh and Layla, two bruised hearts waiting to be healed with love but some stories are not written to give you butterflies but to drench your heart with raw emotions and this one is all about that!