Hamsa, a 26 year old woman living with her parents, having straight A+ grades , overall a life with full of satisfaction and success but guess what she also have a best friend who is Quite opposite to her. Surya, a 27 year old guy who is very mischievous but intelligent, and he is the best friend of Hamsa, he is very fun , loving but very possessive guy and he is getting married to his fiancé whom he met through a dating app. So these both childhood best friends meet each other after a decade when Surya invited Hamsa to his wedding, but suddenly the sparks fly, both souls suddenly recognise what they need! But will they understand how deep inside they have fallen into? Will Surya leave his fiancée for his bestie? Let's find out!!!!

A woman, exceptionally beautiful, starts experiencing some strange things. Why was she so different from others? Did she have a purpose? Who was she really? What would happen when the characters from the stories she had heard from her childhood would come alive and guide her? Story heavily based on Hindu legends.

In 1991, when silence was expected from broken women, Chanda chose to walk away. Escaping an abusive marriage should have meant freedom... but her village answered with curses, judgment, and exile. Cast aside by the very people who once called her their own, Chanda believed life had nothing gentle left to offer. Then fate placed her path beside Surya Deshmukh - an IAS officer known for his discipline, but not for the quiet kindness that lived in his heart. In a world that tried to break her, Surya, Her Husband and his parents did something rare: they chose compassion over gossip, dignity over doubt, and love over fear. What begins as shelter slowly becomes healing... and what starts as kindness begins to bloom into a love neither of them expected. But can a woman scarred by the past believe she deserves happiness again? Set in the India of 1991, this is a story of courage, second chances, and a love that rises where the world once tried to bury hope. Sometimes, the bravest thing a woman can do... is begin again. #secondmarriage 2 #marriageofconvenience 3 #2 Romance #1 India #3 Indian #4 India # Marriage

"𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬" 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 ᯓᡣ𐭩 R U D R A x D I S H A ᯓᡣ𐭩 "I refused your penny-worth marriage proposal last night." Sarcasm drips from her voice as she glares at him, hands cuffed to bed. His mouth curves. "I remember that clearly but look at you now..." his voice trails off, his gaze flickering to her hairline with a gleam before going downward around her neck. "Tied to my bed, wearing my nuptial chain and sindoor like an obedient wife." She freeze for a second, struggling to put her thoughts together. Just last night she offered her mother's ashes to Ganga. Now she's married to the man who's not worth sharing a glance. "Mirror 's on the ceiling, Mrs Sehgal." He mocks. ~*~*~ (Note: This is not your typical lovey-dovey story. It's a dark storyline with slow burn romance and Taboo relationship. Keep your hating comments to yourself if you don't like it. )

This story is about a Indian wife, exploring her femdom side and her Husband accepting his new role to serve his wife.

A Dark Romance Story where love isn't soft... it's consuming. ✦ ───────── ✦ ❀ ✦───────── ✦ She looked into his eyes, her heart racing, her voice trembling yet filled with an unspoken longing. "Make me yours, Professor," she whispered, like a confession she could no longer hold back. He didn't look away. His gaze stayed fixed on hers-cold, distant, and guarded. A man who had already loved once... and lost. After a heavy silence, he finally spoke, his voice low and firm, "I can't... not in this lifetime." ✦ ─────── ✦ ❀ ✦ ────── ✦

an arranged marriage set up in 1970's.. an Indian marriage story of shravanya sethi and vedansh Thakur. tropes :- arranged marriage age gap (7 years) old school love Calm ML X innocent FL patriarchal mindset adult themes happy ending

𝘖𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘙𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 [𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗗 ] 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. "Please," I whisper. His touch becomes rougher, and my moans turn more wanton. He makes me unable to recognize myself as he pushes me over the edge. "Arush" I moan as my muscles tighten around his fingers, pleasure rushing through my body in a way it never has before. He smirks, and then he leans in to kiss me, his touch gentler now. He kisses me so sweetly that my heart can't help but skip a beat. My hands run over his chest and up, until I've got my arms wrapped around his neck, the tips of my fingers at his nape. I pull him closer, desperate for more, but he pulls away, the smile melting off his fac "The next time you want this, you come to me," he tells me, his expression hardening. "Stay away from Rohit. He's not for you." I blink in confusion as he lowers me to the floor and cages me in. I look into his eyes, my racing heart beating in a different rhythm than before. "What are you... what are you talking about? " He smiles humorlessly and brushes my hair out of my face, his gaze cold. "If you want to become some rich guy's mistress, then be mine. It's fucking embarrassing to see you flirt with him. If I ever catch you behaving this way again, I'll fire you. No one will be able to save you." My heart sinks, and I look away to hide the sudden pain his words inflict. 𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄 & 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐀𝐇𝐔𝐉𝐀. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝙱𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚎. Sex happened, fight happened, finally marriage happened. This book isn't mine most of the story line belongs to Cathriana book the temporary wife. Don't mind please! [ 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝟭𝟴+ ] 𝗛𝗮𝗽

Katha was only 25 when she chose her daughter over her husband. Vedant wanted a son. When Vedika was born, he withdrew-never holding her, never celebrating her, never seeing her as more than a burden. So Katha did what generations of women were told not to- she divorced him. She left. She walked away from silence, from a loveless marriage, and from a house that never saw her daughter. She returned home to Kashi, hoping to rebuild something soft, safe, and loving for Vedika. What she didn't expect... was Rudraksh Thakur. Her first love. Her ex boyfriend. The boy who broke her. Now a man who won't stop fighting to earn her back. Where Vedant failed, Rudraksh rises. As a father to Vedika. As a lover to Katha. Because no matter what time took from him-she was always his. But after everything.. he did to her in the past... Will Katha be able to give him a second chance? Will Katha let herself be loved again-by the man who once shattered her? **** "Rudraksh... I have a daughter..." Katha whispered against his lips. His hand slid to her bare waist beneath the saree, pulling her closer, his lips brushing against her neck. Slowly, he began to kiss her there. She gasped, but he didn't stop. "No, Katha..." he murmured, voice low and certain. "Vedika is our daughter." Tropes: • Single Mother x First love • Second Chances • Obsessive but Soft Hero • Small Town / Kashi Romance • Old school Romance

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)