With unexpected circumstances Sara has to marry the man who she never meet and knows nothing about. Aman who is mature enough and have diligence and decipline in his life how will it change when his young wife will enter in his life with lot of surprises. How will they juggle their married life when they have to hide it from their colleagues. You are welcome If you want to find out how two totally different people with age gap of 14 years and opposite personalities survived their marriage life. A tale of complex and emotional journey in the marriage happened not by choice but by fate. ⚠️this books have chapters which content recommended for adults only🔞

"Politics isn't merely about power; it's about wielding influence with finesse, orchestrating the dance of nations on the world stage." ••• Welcome to a tale that echoes through the luxurious enclaves of the capital to its very downtrodden streets. Trayaksh Dev Khatri, a man of formidable ambition and unwavering resolve, gets entangled with Ananya Sen, a young woman with dreams as vast as the sky and a heart as tender as a daisy. Their destinies intertwine through an arranged marriage, orchestrated by Trayaksh's formidable grandmother. A single encounter is all it takes. Just one. Thus, the heavens set its own fate by uniting the two--no room of regret anymore. And so, a feral obsession begins. "People assume it's her tears that ignite my rage," A scornful chuckle left his lips. "Fools." He uttered with a menacing sneer. "It's the slightest shadow of discontent on her face, a single disheveled golden curl, a gaze that holds anything but sheer delight. Tears? They're the tipping point where I lose all restraint and set the world ablaze, turning the heavens to cinders." His declaration ended with a dangerous, chilling air, his eyes glinting lethally like shards of ice. Venture into a world where politics meets passion, blurring the lines between light and darkness within the tumultuous embrace of destiny. ARC I : His Feral Obsession ••• Now available with English Translations. ••• BEST RANKINGS #1 Chief Minister #1 Prime Minister #1 He fell First and Harder #1 Obsessive Husband #1 Possessive Husband #1 Possession #1 Elite #1 Ruthless #1 Influential #1 Wealth #1 Politics #1 Wattpad Authors #1 Wattpad Indian Story #3 Forced Proximity #5 Dark Love #5 Doting #6 Dark Romance #7 Desi ••• ⚠ WARNING : This story contains mature content including strong language and depictions of violence that may not be suitable for some readers. Reader's discretion is advised. •••

Trust. Somewhere we all trust our best friends more than our family. But what if they take your trust for granted and crush it?! ××××××××ו×××××××× "Where is your brother's bride?" Rumika locked her eyes with Akshita's eyes. "In front of me!" Akshita replied looking straight into her eyes. "Don't play games with me Akshita...we both know that you are the one behind Anjali's sudden disappearance." Rumika took a step angrily. "Yeah... I'm the one who kidnapped Anjali Kapoor. So?" Akshita replied raising an eyebrow. "Where She Is?" Rumika asked taking a step towards Akshita. "I'm not some killer or monster who will kill her." Akshita said scoffing. "She is safe and sound wherever she is....just marry my brother and she will be home all safe and sound." Akshita said folding her hands. "And you have to get married one day though... so why not to my brother?... he's handsome, rich and we will get to live together for the life time.. what say? " Akshita completed grinning leaving Rumika stunned. She didn't able to believe her ears... What she's just said!... what she was trying to do..huh?... selling her brother or buying her best friend? ××××××××ו×××××××× what would happen when your best friend tied you to her big brother even knowing you have someone else in your life?!

|| DESI BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE|| ●○•○●○•○●○•○●○•○●○•○●○•○●○•○●○•○● I always thought I was living a perfect life because I had everything one could dream about, be it family, friends, money, fame. I was working as a COO, everything was perfect until...I realised her existence and started feeling as if I was lacking the most precious someone. She came into my life making up for all the lost time. She came to me with her unforgettable memories and their consequence which she has always considered her burden. "She is my prayer." ●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•● People assume that if you are wealthy then you have near to no problems in your life but thats what it is, an assumption. I had a past about which I did not talk to anybody, neither my family nor my friends. I always kept it deep inside my heart. I thought I have overcome my trauma but I didn't realized that my scars were never healed but suddenly he came with his emollient presence and lethal eyes and healed all my scars. "Before him was good but with him was like paradise." Thank you for reading, have a great day 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒♫₊˚.🎧 ✩｡📖 (All the photos used in this story belong to their respected owner)

~To the boys, who have never experienced love before, this one's for you all~ 1950s. ***Story contains mature scenes and Hindi phrases which are not translated in english*** Abhisar Singh. His life is too messed up with his insecurities related to himself, because of his past life. Until she comes, and washes off all his insecurities by kissing all his past wounds. Peep in, to read and explore Abhisar's journey!!!

Book 1 in "His Peace Series" ✨✨ A girl from India and a boy from the USA met and fell in love with each other on internet. They both imagine their future without meeting each other. But, the girl unwillingly ends the relationship because she can't go against her parents wish and blocked him from all the social networking sites. -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-• Whereas he came to India after 5 years to make her, his wife. -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-• "She'll be mine, She has to be mine by hook or by crook" --------------------------------------------------- *HIGLY MATURE CONTENT* --------------------------------------------------- Coming Soon

|| Mature || Explicit Content || Forced relationship || Bdsm || Adult || Read at your own risk. Feminist please stay away. This story was ended long time ago, Now why are you here Samandar? What the fuck do you want? I yelled at him and hit my hands on the prison bars which stood between me and him. REVENGE!!! I want Revenge from you. Zaraar Zain. He growls. Take it!!! Take anything you want. My Home, My Company, My properties, My money. Take it!! Take anything. ANYTHING!!!! He laughed loudly seeing me in this helpless position. That's what he wants. Okay okayy. Fine. If you say so. I will. I want eye for an eye. I want Asmara. I want your wife. I wanted to fuck her until I get bored of her. I want to make her my Whore. The story which I left behind long ago, from which I was running was standing in front of me. This is my Karma. And this will weigh heavily not only on me but also on Asmara. What did Zaraar did to Samandar? Why Samandar wanted to take revenge from Zaraar? What will Asmara do when she will get to know about this? Stay tuned to know more. Love yaaa...❤️

{1st in billionaire out of 52.4k stories- 22/12/24} {83 in hurt out of 91.5k stories- 29/12/24} {21 in cold out of 22k stories- 31/12/24} Dev Aditya Singh Rathore, CEO of Rathore Corporations, king of Udaipur is known to be a man of dangerous intimidating aura. He's rich, control freak and workaholic who strives for perfection. He's known to be the most handsome bachelor of the times with such success at this young age. Girls swoon over him but the young man has no such compunction ignoring those. The rumour has he had been unfortunate in love previously, thus keeps avoiding it at the chance of being hurt. No matter what, he must avoid being in love. And Trisha Thakur. Trisha Thakur, a middle class girl, who works as an event planner lives her life according to her wish. She's the only child of Thakur family and thus showered with love. She loves books and has quite high standards, often daydreams about fictional characters. As much she loves her strawberry world, the more she loves her family and friends. She lives perfectly in imperfections with her family and friends in a small happy bubble of comfort. Until Dev Aditya Singh Rathore, the ruthless CEO and king of Udaipur, enters her life. She finds him full of attitude and unnecessary pride, she loathes to work under him. But why's she getting butterflies whenever he looks at her?

Indian Chronicles Book II My Husband, My Monster. Mistakes? I've done enough in my life. But the biggest mistake was to fall for The Monster. Jaiveer Singh Rathore. I thought it to be the beautiful mistake, not realizing it would turn out to be ugly. I've sacrificed everything, destroyed my own self just to stay close to him. I tried to find a peace in him, not knowing I will be the one to left torn and hollow from inside. Jaiveer Singh Rathore is my custom-made hell and as much I want to get away from him, I found myself taking a solace in him. I've tried to stop myself, to stop the toxicity in me, but I can't. What happens when two toxic beings collide? They sucked the life out of each other until there is nothing inside. I am self-destructive when I chosed Jaiveer Singh Rathore for myself. Did enough destruction to get him all for myself. My Veer. My Monster. But is it enough? Will I ever be enough for him? ________________ I am ruined. Destroyed in such a way that there is nothing left to be fixed. But I don't pity myself. I've made myself what I am. Because I am self-destructive and so as Shravani Datta. She knew and still chose to chose me. A Marriage Pact. And her hopeful eyes that she will change me for good, not knowing she is stepping into a hell, and she will get as destroyed as me. She is unaware that my darkness will overpower her light. Shravani Datta is my custom-made heaven, the only human who have seen the real me. And I hate her for it. I hate her for understanding me and my tendencies. She shouldn't have chose me, she shouldn't have put herself in this situation, but she did. And now there is no looking back. She is stuck now. My Ravenous heart can't wait to ravished her.

𝐌𝐫𝐬. 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐥 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 (𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐣 𝐱 𝐒𝐢𝐲𝐚) P.S.: First Mrs. Rathore has crossed 2.06 million reads and over 87.4K votes! I had finished rewriting this book. Chandipur had always been a quiet place, the kind of village where whispers carried farther than the winds. My life here was one of solitude, not by choice, but by design. The villagers were kind enough to buy my flowers, but their eyes always held a question they never dared to voice: Who am I, really? Abandoned at birth, the story of my life was one of unanswered questions. My parents' disappearance was the shadow that followed me, the silence that screamed in every corner of my flower shop. Yet, amongst the vibrant roses and fragile lilies, I had found my refuge. The blooms didn't judge, didn't pity. And then he returned. Adhiraj Singh Rathore. The name alone sent ripples through my carefully maintained stillness. Once, he had been my entire world; my partner in mischief, my confidant, my first love. But that was another lifetime, before he left to claim his destiny as the heir to the Raipur throne because I refused to go close to him. When Adhiraj walked into my shop, the years melted away, replaced by the echo of a thousand unspoken words. But this was no longer the boy I had known. He was a man now, a ruler, with the weight of an entire kingdom resting on his shoulders. And yet, in his eyes, I saw something that made my heart ache: longing. "Marry me, Siya," his voice whispered. I should have laughed. I should have refused. What place did I have in his grand world of palaces and politics? And yet, I found myself saying yes. In a sunlit courtyard filled with the fragrance of marigolds and the cheers of villagers, I became Mrs. Regal Rathore, Queen of Raipur. But this was more than a marriage; it was a rebirth. Mature content ahead! Started - 4.07.2024 Ended - Copyrightnwanaa©2024_™