Rudra was my love and so was I for him until I came to know that everything was just a game. Emotions and blood have that sacred bond that the thickness of blood matters on the emotions running through the nerves. Mine was the love, eternal love, and his was the revenge, deadly revenge. That two months were the most blissful of mine when I felt his love pouring over every bit of me. I was wet in the ocean of his love to the core that it did not take me to think twice to submit all of myself to him. To the extent that the title of the Princess, daughter of King Rajvardhan and Queen Abhishree, and pride of Mahabalesgarh did not matter to me. I gave all of me to him on that particular night. His love made me submit to the extent that I forgot that doing this before marriage would be considered a sin. The night was long, happening, and tiring, and I realized that by my state in the morning. The naked self, broken bangles, and a messed up bed. And, I was not alone to witness it. The whole Empire knew what happened between me and Rudra. My family shook to the core and I was broken to know that he left me just with a letter. "A scar your family gave to me and a scar I gave to your family" And, I was shattered to know that everything was just a plot for revenge. My tears did not stop for weeks. I could not believe how could I do that. How could I go deeper into him that I did not think about my family, their reputation, and pride? He ruined me, my life, and my family. The woman was considered to be the delicate flower of the family's pride and he burnt it by just plucking it. But, this was not to be done. Not with me, not with anyone and I made up my mind to extend the invitation of my ceremony to choose a suitor for marriage to his King, his Uncle, a eighty years old man searching for a young bride to produce heirs. And, to him to taste his food. The Revenge. Which burns Rudra for her now. Copyright@2023 Mature Theme!

#2 in Top 10 in India on (9/4/26) #1 in Top 10 in India on (12/4/26) Myra sharma had heard his name before she ever saw his face. Armaan Brar. The President of Chandigarh National University. Final-year Political Science student. RSVP's rising youth face. The boy professors avoid. The one students don't look in the eye. The one whose footsteps are enough to silence a corridor. They say he once pulled a gun on campus. They say he wins elections the way he wins fights... ruthlessly. They say crossing him is a mistake you don't repeat twice. And she believes every freaking word. She's just a first-year B.Com student. From a Middle class family, She left Lucknow with dreams in her suitcase. Chandigarh National University was her dream. Her fresh start. Her escape. Living alone in a new city wasn't easy but she was determined. Far away from politics, power, and people like him. Her only goal? Stay invisible, don't get noticed by bullies in college.. But Armaan Brar notices her. And that's where the problem begins. And Armaan Brar has never been gentle about what he wants. Tropes:- - punjabi munda x Brahmin girl - college president x student(1st phase) - MLA x CA Girl (2nd phase) - first love - rich guy x middle class girl - 5 years age gap (don't judge my book with this description there is a lot more about Armaan and Myra, give it a chance please...it's my first story.)

She stood in front of the dressing table, lightly spraying perfume on her pulse points, stealing one last glance at her reflection. The white and pink floral chiffon saree clung to her perfectly, making her look effortlessly beautiful. Behind her, her husband appeared, wrapped in a towel around his waist, trying to catch his reflection in the mirror. But she blocked his view. "How long are you going to stand there staring at yourself? Move," he said, a mix of irritation and amusement in his voice, grabbing her shoulder to nudge her aside. She didn't budge, deliberately lingering, pretending to fuss with her neckpiece, enjoying the slight flare of his temper. His eyes flicked to her bare neck. No mangalsutra. He let out a long sigh and, without a word, picked it up from the dressing table and draped it around her neck from behind. She frowned. "No, this will ruin my outfit," she protested, her voice tinged with mock annoyance. "You're too beautiful to go out without it," he said, brushing a stray lock of hair back from her shoulder. "The world needs to know that you're owned." He reached for the comb, fingers brushing hers as he did. "No one owns me," she snapped, spinning to face him. He smirked, running the comb through his hair with lazy confidence. "I'm your wife, and you're my husband," she said, pointing a finger at him, her eyes blazing. "We're equals. No one owns anyone, understood?" He leaned closer, his voice low and steady. "No. I own you, and you own me." With that, he tossed the cold comb onto the table. Her eyes followed the comb, and she shot him a sharp glare before storming out of the room. He rolled his eyes, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips, and went back to getting ready. He yearns for love that feels like home - a bond to claim, a heart to protect. She dreams of freedom - to live on her own terms, to be her own strength. When his need for belonging meets her need for freedom, will love give them wings or chains?

Must Date the Playboy is officially a drama series on MeWatch! - When Victoria 'Tori' Peige found out that Zachary Anderson was the reason for all of her bestfriend's past break-ups, she knew she had to step in and make a move. Even if it was against her will, Ms. goody-goody asked Zach to be her boyfriend. Little did Tori know that Zach only agreed because he wanted to use her in order to get to her bestfriend. But what would happen when the relationship that started out with lies and deceit turn into something...real?

Vetriyin Kayalvizhi

Seventeen-year-old Kasak is tired of her life and weight. And, her life changed on the last day of her School when she faced the harsh bullying of the boys because of her body. Coming from a lower-class family, she only dreamt of studying hard and finding a good job in Accounts. But all her dreams came crashing down when a video of her went viral. She was wearing a blue saree, and the school's chocolate boy handed her flowers. Her heart almost fluttered, only for everything to come out as a prank for social media. The whole world bullied her. Laughing at her for accepting the flowers, and reminded her how she didn't even deserve the thorns of those roses. Her parents confined her to the house, she became a laughingstock, and the only thing she could do now was sit at home. But her brain couldn't rest. She began scrolling through her laptop, and suddenly a website changed her entire world. But, even with the entire world at her feet, would her hunger for love and validation calm down? Would she ever meet a boy who truly deserved her? Or would the game of fitting in the boxes continue?

Dhivya, a first-year college student, feels a strong attraction to her professor, Reyansh. Little does she know, their lives are about to take a dramatic turn. Their families arrange for them to get married, and suddenly Reyansh and Dhivya become husband and wife. As they start their new life, their different personalities cause tension. Reyansh is strict, short-tempered, while Dhivya is easy-going and spontaneous. Reyansh likes everything to be neat, perfect, and organized, while Dhivya tends to be messy. His serious nature contrasts with her playful laughter. Despite their differences, they need to find ways to understand and connect with each other. As they navigate their relationship, they discover new things about themselves and each other, leading to a unique and beautiful love story.

Ever fallen for someone completely unexpected like your teacher? Probably not. But imagine a shy, quiet girl, plagued by low self-confidence and a constant flutter of nerves, finding girl herself hopelessly in love with her teacher. That's the situation here. The biggest hurdle? She's terrified. The thought of confessing her feelings is paralyzing she truly believes she could never do it. So what will happen? What does destiny have in store for this nervous, unassuming girl and her unexpected crush on her teacher? Will she find the courage to pursue her heart's desire or will her love remain a silent, secret ache? Only time will tell. On going

Brotherhood Billionaire #3 Dedication ~ To All The Girls Who Had A Crush And Got Their Hearts Broken. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~●~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She was just an acquaintance for him seven years back. Noting should have changed even now. But now his obsession with her is touching new heights. Veer Pratap Singh Rana next in line to take over his generation old Real estate business. His goal is to make his late father proud. Rude and arrogant. The only thing he has time for is his family and business. But now he has an obsession. Aarna Rao had everything one day and lost everything in the blink of an eye. She fell and she rose even higher. Bubbly and loved by all who meet her. Only one man matters to her. Whom she can't hurt. She thought that her obsession with a certain Man was over years ago. Who broke her heart. What will happen when destiny binds them in a marriage. Her Obsession ended His started. Mature !! ( 18+)