The man grabbed her wrist, turned to the stunned priest. "Pandit ji", his voice thundered, "Shaadi shuru karo". Everyone gasped. Siya froze, "Kya!? Have you lost your mind?!" But he didn't answer. He simply gestured to his men, who moved the trembling groom and bride aside. "Sir", bride's father stammered, "yeh - yeh zabardasti-" "Chup!" His tone was enough to make the man stumble back. "This marriage will happen. Right now." Siya's voice rose, trembling with anger but firm. "You can't force me-" ■□■□■□■ "Mere dadaji ki haalat ke liye yeh ladki zimmedar hai!" he roared. Siya glared. "Main kisi ke liye zimmendar nahi hoon! Aur aapko kisne haq diya aise kisiko accuse karne ka?" Before Siya could question further, a doctor came running down the grand staircase, panting. "Hukum saa - your grandfather... he's regained consciousness." The room fell silent. Siya exhaled sharply. "Good. Ab toh main bhi mil leti hoon us buddhe se jise maine hurt kiya hai." Her tone was laced with sarcasm - a spark she couldn't dim, even now. The slap came before she even registered his movement. SMACK. The sound cracked through the air like thunder. Her head snapped to the side, her cheek burning. Slowly - too slowly - Siya raised her head, her eyes shimmering tears, her lips trembled... "How dare you?" but her pride remained unbroken. And before logic, fear, or sense could intervene - she raised her hand. CRACK. The second slap echoed even louder. ■□■□■□■ "Theek hai! Aap sabko lagta hai yeh shaadi sach hai? Fine! Toh main divorce lungi. Simple." That word echoed through the room like a thunder. Then, his mother - calm, yet her words held weight - "Hamare raj gharane mein divorce nahi hote, Siya. Yahan sirf arthiya uthti hai." But she was done with everything, emotionally exhausted but still fierce, "Toh theek hai!" she shouted. "Ab toh aapke bete ki arthi hi uthegi! Par main yahan nahi rahoongi." ♤♡♤♡♤♡ #1 lovehate (4,5,6/12/2025)

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥. 𝓙𝓾𝓷𝓸𝓸𝓷𝓲𝔂𝓪𝓽 : 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓾𝓷𝓱𝓸𝓵𝔂 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓻𝓮 𝒜𝓇𝒽𝒶𝒶𝓂 𝒜𝓁𝒶𝓋𝒾 A mafia and ceo and yes ofc a typical ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ MC he thinks love is not for him and he can't love anyone. Which is some sort of ture because of his adat se majbor personality ( ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠𝑛'𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑒 ). And yes as every story he found someone who he can call his, who he can call home even if he has a mansion. 𝒜𝓃𝒶𝓎𝒶 𝒞𝒽𝓸𝓌𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓎 An independent women a security gaurd and an mafia agent. She is type of women who thinks love is a waste of time which sure it is and Men are brainless (𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦'𝑟𝑒) yet she ends up falling in love with a man. ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ɢᴜʀʟʟʟʟʟ. What is the end of their story???

'Every dynasty hides a grave. She came to dig them up.' Eleven men. Two families. Both broken. One abandoned their only sister-shattering her with silence. The other lost every woman they ever loved-leaving behind shadows and scars. But now, she returns. Not as the girl they cast away, but as a force they never saw coming. Has she come to heal the wounds they buried deep or to ignite the ruins they tried to forget? ~To Abhimanyu She isn't his weakness. But she's the reason he's about to burn. He heard her once-now he chases her like a war he refuses to lose. ~For Avisha She was never meant to return. Especially not to the man who dreams of her... without knowing her face. When a veiled woman saves the Rajvansh and Chauhans from ruin, Abhimanyu becomes obsessed with the ghost he can't name- but can't forget. The only problem? She's not here to be found. She's here to end him.

"I want a divorce, Evyavaan." "What did you say?" he growled. "I want you to divorce me, Evyavaan," she repeated, though her resolve faltered. "I dare you," he said through gritted teeth. "Say that again." "There is no divorce happening, darling." he said, eyes raging. "You think you get to decide this alone?" He seethed. "From the very first day, I have been nothing but patient with you. But it seems like you mistook my patience for weakness." Anvika Khanna, the only daughter of the Khanna family, had everything. Protected by three overprotective brothers, her life was nothing short of a fairytale. She was living her dream until a single incident flipped her entire world upside down. Writing became her escape. Under a pen name, away from her family name and legacy, she created a different world. And then came the marriage. A marriage she used to escape her reality, from the eys on her family, to Evyavaan Malhotra. Evyavaan Malhotra, India's leading business tycoon, carries his family legacy effortlessly. Once the sunshine eldest of the Malhotra family, he is now dominant, intense, and dangerously possessive. He believes that once something is his, letting go is not an option. A marriage bound by obligation and family pressure ties him to her. But now, he is not ready to let her go, when all she wants is to end this marriage. He would burn the world before letting Anvika disappear from his life. What begins as obligation turns into obsession. What was orchestrated as an escape starts feeling like home. And the screams she never voiced begin to echo in ways neither of them expected. The Silent Screams is a dark, slow-burn romance about suppressed trauma, possessive love, and healing that doesn't come gently but fiercely. •~•~•~•~• It's a standalone novel! This book contains content intended for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised. Copyright © - This story is a work of fiction and belongs to me. Do not copy or repost without pe

"𝗖𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗳𝘂𝗹, 𝗔𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗻." his voice dropped, eyes unreadable. "𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲." "𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝗱𝗼?" I called after him. "𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝗔𝗮𝗿𝗼𝗻... 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁?" He didn't turn back. "𝙄 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙚, 𝘼𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙣." ---------⁽⁠⁽⁠ଘ♪⁠～♡～♪ଓ⁠⁾⁠⁾----------------- When I was little girl, I Admired the moths every time they were drawn to the flames . I wondered a lot that why would someone willingly burn themselves just to feel warmth for a little while ....I thought of them as foolish and naive. I never realized their desperation, their thirst, their fate. Not until I met him. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗔𝗥𝗢𝗡 𝗕𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗞𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟 Owner of the most chilling shades of ocean blue Eyes. A Man who wielded his words like a sword , And owned the football ground like he is the king. The thing is...... I shouldn't have become the moth I once laughed at. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙! I fell for him. Deeply. He did too. He fell in love too. Even harder than I intended. Just not with me. He fell in love with______ 𝙃𝙀𝙍 ~~ They didn't joke when they called him. ''𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗿𝘂𝗶𝗻.'' His Love ruined me. And I finally realized that. 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗦 𝗧𝗢𝗢 𝗕𝗟𝗘𝗘𝗗.

"𝘼 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨." ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐯 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Meet Aarav Mehrotra , an 18-year-old student in his final year at a prestigious boarding school, Known for his calm demeanour and excellence in academics. However, beneath his composed exterior lies a mischievous streak that occasionally surfaces, often leaving a trail of harmless pranks. Despite his calm nature, Aarav has a fiery temper that flares up when pushed too far. Aarav is a fascinating blend of responsibility and youthful exuberance. 𝐊𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐥.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Meet Kiara a 17-year-old, a spirited 11th grader whose infectious energy lights up any room she walks into. With a bubbly personality and a knack for mischief, Kiara is the life of the party and always has a clever excuse to skip school. A natural extrovert, she thrives on social interactions and is never shy about expressing herself. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐯: "In a world that's told us no, we've created our own yes." 𝐊𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐚 : "And I'd choose you, even if they told me it was a mistake." ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

✨ Completed on SCROLLSTACK ✨ He married her for his son. He never meant to fall for her. But some hearts don't ask for permission. They just break the rules. Rudra Singh Rathore is ice-unfeeling, untouchable, and utterly devoted to the only person who matters: his abandoned two-year-old son. Love? Dead. Trust? Buried. All he needs is a mother for his child, not a wife. Enter Aadhya Verma-kind-hearted, steel-spined, and completely unprepared for the storm she's walking into. An arranged marriage. A broken family. A man who warns her not to hope. But Aadhya doesn't listen to warnings. And Rudra doesn't see her coming. She softens his silence. She becomes his son's entire world. And slowly, painfully... she starts to matter. This was never supposed to be love. But fate has no mercy-and hearts have no rules. When the walls fall, will he choose to love her... or lose her forever?

•Abhiraaj Singh Rathore• The handsome and arrogant mafia billionaire. He is the king of business world as well as the mafia world. Cruel to everyone, caring to his family. He doesn't do love. •Mrunali Chauhan• Sweet, kind and caring. An epitome of beauty. Her smile can make anyone's day brighter. Caring to the ones she hold dear to her heart. Passionate about love. To her, love can make everything better. Both are tied in an arranged marriage. Can Mrunali make Abhiraaj believe in love? Or will Abhiraaj prove Mrunali's beliefs wrong? Read FALLING FOR YOU to know.

#1STORY OF TWISTED SERIES. 📍•TWISTED OBSESSION RIYANSH SINGH RAJVANSH, 28 year old,A greek God in form of a man or better say god of hell. He is a underworld mafia boss and CEO of his self made company RAJVANSH INT. AND GROUPS. IF anyone try to double cross him he made sure before death he might felt hell on earth. Have a little brother as his family and deprived of any love from family made him heartless . loss whole family in tragic event except his little brother. he is heavenly handsome , hot and sexy any woman come across him wants to get in his pants but he hate girls touch and he is allergic to girls touch. ANCHAL MEHRA, 25 year old, A very beautiful girl with a innocent face but no one knows what is behind that innocent face. she is a journalist which is known by world but the reality is only she knows. in 25 years she never felt love due to death of her mother while giving birth to her, she felt a very horrible nightmare. she is a cold hearted girl. not believe in love. Let's see what will happen when the whole destiny start to make them one. ---------------------: ) "kiss me and I'll answer u for everything " he said "I'm here for work MR. RAJVANSH " I raised my voice a little but this handsome hunk, shit what the hell are u thinking girl. he replied "and I'm helping u my MALYASHKA" he whisper lowly and sexily shit shit what the hell is wrong with you girl. -------------------------; ) "U will not choose me after knowing my truth"I said while sobbing. "IT'S NOT ME BUT THAT FUCKER WORLD MADE ME THIS" I cried out loud but he cupped my face in his hand and made me look into his dark brown eyes, said "I choose you , I'll choose you again and again. Because it's you my MALYSHKA and other than you no one fucking matters to me" 🪐🪐 Trops :- Mafia × journalist Strong FL× Strong ML Grumpy × Grumpy He fell first but she fell harder Darkromance Touch him\her and die MATURE