Let's see how different personalities mends with each other to form a beautifull bond together. Where the Eldest is calm and cold, Second is aggressive and Youngest is naughty. But, the common trait between the brothers is the "love" they have for each other. While the Eldest daughter-in-law is silent , second is stubborn and naughty and the Youngest is fire. . . . . . . Join the journey of THE BHANUSHALI HOUSEHOLD. • || Started : 08 - 11 - 2023 • || Ended : 01 - 05 - 2025 ⚠️ WARNING I failed in english. --!--!--!--!--!--!--!--!-- If you are looking for perfect book with zero grammatical mistakes and good vocabulary then this is not the one, Thank you. --!--!--!--!--!--!--!--!--

𝕀 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕀 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞, 𝕀 𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕝𝕖𝕗𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕟𝕠 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣.............. She was forced to marry a man twenty years older, her future decided without mercy. But minutes before the vows, the groom vanished. In his place stood a stranger - a man just as trapped as she was. A marriage neither of them chose... yet both were forced to live. ‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ ⊹ .₊๋ ‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ ⊹ .₊๋ ‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ ⊹ .₊๋ ‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ ⊹ .₊๋ Arnav Singh Rajvansh 28 year old (ORPHAN) CEO of the biggest empire THE RAJVANSH EMPIRE have biggest secret Cold for everyone... doesn't believe in love and affection... just a waste of time for him Focused on work... only work Ishita Rao 23 year old Just graduated Lived with uncle, aunt, and elder cousin bro... Never got love, just torture and hate for crimes she never committed What will happen when both of them are forced into a marriage- One who doesn't know how to love, and one who has never been loved? ‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ ⊹ .₊๋‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ ⊹ .₊๋‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ ⊹ .₊๋‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ ⊹ .₊๋‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ ⊹ .₊๋‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ __Tropes__ ° Forced Marriage ° CEO × future CEO ° Slow Burn Romance ° Cold x sunshine ° Romance. ° Arranged Marriage 1/2/2026- #6 in ALPHAMALE 1/3/2026-#51darkromance 1/4/2026-#115 in enemiestolovers 1/5/2026-#93 in possessive 1/6/2026-#151 in possessive 1/7/2026-#97 in enemiestolovers 1/8/2026-#13 in slowburnromance 1/9/2026-#141 in possessive 1/10/2026-#38 in arrangedmarriage 1/11/2026-#8 in slowburnromance 1/12/2026-#5 in arrangedmarriage 1/15/2026-#35 in billionaireceo

Rajgarh, two families have spent generations drawing lines in the sand with the blood of their enemies. In this desert empire, power is the only currency, and survival demands ruthlessness. Trust is a myth, alliances are transient, and absolutely no one is pure. The world looks at Chhavi and sees a sheltered princess of the Rathore clan. They look at her soft smile and the cute dimple on her cheek, assuming she is a fragile piece of glass meant to be protected. They couldn't be more wrong. Her innocence is a beautifully crafted illusion. Beneath the heavy silk of her traditional attire, Chhavi hides a sharp, lethal dagger. Her sweetness isn't a vulnerability it is her weapon of choice. She has been waiting, watching, and learning exactly where to strike. But even the sharpest blades can falter. When she crosses paths with the heir of the rival house, the hatred between their bloodlines burns white-hot. He is everything she was taught to destroy. Yet, in a brutal twist of fate, Chhavi is the one who falls first. She falls hard, consumed by a forbidden, dangerous passion for the very man she should be putting a blade through. They cross the untouchable line. Enemies become lovers in the dark, sharing a secret peace away from the raging war of their families. But in Rajgarh, love is a weakness that the universe refuses to forgive. A devastating betrayal fractures their fragile truce, ripping them apart and turning her newfound devotion into an icy, unyielding fury. He thought he knew the sweet, dimpled girl who loved him. Now, he will have to face the monster he created. They went from blood enemies, to forbidden lovers... and now, they are returning to the battlefield as the most ruthless enemies Rajgarh has ever seen.

My eyes closed on their own accord, my hands falling down to myself, my legs shaking as I fell down but he was quick to hold me in his arms. I didn't want to think what could have happened if he had actually shot my brother. I didn't doubt he would have if I hadn't interfered. His hand came to my face lightly caressing it as I cried out, "Please, don't." "Aap shadi karegi mujhse wo bhi aaj aur abhi issi mandap par." He was saying it like he was asking me for a pencil. Marriage is not a joke. I shook my head frantically but he had more to say obviously, "Haan kariye Aira yaa aap chahti hai ki hum aapke ma papa ke khun se maang bhare aapki?" My small fists hit his chest but obviously that didn't effect him much, "You are a psychopath, leave us alone." I screamed, cried, thrashed but it was no help. "Shadi kriye mjhse Aira, I will spare everyone else." He worded it out holding my hands. I was exhausted, I had little energy left and I was going to use it to survive and make sure my family lives. "Mai shadi krungi aapse." I whispered, losing a piece of myself already. Taking a deep breath, I looked straight in his eyes. "Mai iss shadi ke lie tayar hoon. Mere ma papa aur Armaan ko akela chor dijie." Something passed his eyes but he was quick to mask his face again before I could decipher anything as he replied. "Ek baar shadi ho jae tumhe bhi chor doonga. Don't worry about that."

In the Yaduvanshi family, wealth, power, and status know no limits. But love? Warmth? They're nothing but a mansion full of frozen hearts. They can rule empires with ruthless hands... yet can't hold each other when the nights get cold. And then came Mythili Ashutosh Chakraborty a woman in love. People say a woman in love is foolish... maybe she is. Because for the happiness of her love, she dares to dream of stitching this shattered family back together, holding on to a fragile hope gifted by someone just as broken as everyone She believes warmth can heal. But she's bound for life to Vidharth Singh Yaduvanshi the cold, unbending eldest son, a man who wears the skin of a human yet rules like the king of devils. Will he protect her wings... or tear them apart? Will she melt hearts of stone... or lose herself in the fire? This isn't just a romance. It's love tangled in betrayal, pain laced with hope, and a desperate attempt to piece together a soul that may never be whole again. Step into a world where every silence hides a secret... and every touch can heal, or destroy.

In this story, hearts don't just break..." "They burn." Vikram Singh Raghuvanshi X Avyukta Suryavanshi They both are tied together not by destiny but by a person unknowningly Abhimanyu Shekhawat an orphan but loyal and obedient best friend bodyguard to Vikram SINGH Raghuwanshi. Life is not always beautiful it's Survival. For Vikram and Abhimanyu life is filled with struggle. For them Life is Survival

Shree Lekha Sharma was known for her bright, innocent smile. But behind that smile was a heavy secret she had carried for years. When she was just fifteen, her world fell apart. A terrible accident took the lives of her parents, leaving only her and her younger brother, Shivam, behind. With no one else to turn to, their relatives took them in. But it wasn't out of love. They only wanted the massive wealth and inheritance her parents had left behind. To protect Shivam from their greed and cruelty, Shree Lekha had to make a heartbreaking choice. She decided to hide her true, sharp intelligence. She put on a mask, pretending to have a childlike mental disorder so her relatives would let their guard down. She was just waiting-waiting for Shivam to turn eighteen so she could legally become his guardian and take him away from that toxic house. But the real Shree Lekha never truly vanished. In secret, with the help of her college principal-who was her late father's loyal friend-she was completing her degree in business studies. She also started working at a local orphanage, guided by the kind Dean. Now, at twenty-three, she thought she could keep up this double life forever. But everything was about to change. Adityanath Vardhan was thirty years old, a world-renowned businessman, and a man who held immense power. To the outside world, he was ruthless and merciless. He was a man of few words, deeply rooted in his traditions, and a firm believer in God. For his family, he wasn't just a green flag-he was an entire green forest. He got whatever he wanted, always. Then, he saw HER in the holy city of Varanasi. Something about her caught his attention instantly. On the outside, she seemed vulnerable and childlike. But Adityanath had sharp eyes. He could sense that beneath her innocent mask, there was a fierce, intelligent woman hiding in the shadows. He became completely captivated by her. using his power, he set an arranged marriage into motion...

1st STORY: "I'm the person who's watched you spew venom for the last fifteen minutes while he sat there quietly, still trying to be civil. You planned this whole thing, ambushed him into a fake date, and now you're playing victim and jury?" She stood up too, her voice rising. "Don't interfere. This is between me and Zaviyaar." "Wrong." I snapped. "You re ruining appetite of others" ________ 2ND STORY: "I don't think I can bring profits to you," I said flatly, clutching my bag tighter. "Before you even listened to the proposal, you already rejected it," he said his tone calm but sharp. "If that's your behavior, then you won't grow further. You might as well book your flight back to India." .________ 3RD STORY: I don't want to... I am leaving," I said, turning away. "Ruhi, let's talk," he pleaded. "Just give me one chance to explain myself." "There's nothing left to talk about," I said, my voice colder than I felt inside. _______ MY CHUDAIL TRIO STORY: After stuffing myself with wai-wai, I announced like a war general, "Main chali sone. Ab ek ne bhi disturb kiya na.. corridor mein soyega woh. Bina pillow blanket ke." A minute later, Ruhi barged in. "Side de, mujhe bhi sona hai," she said clearing up space on the bed. She plopped down, and I instantly hugged her like my pillow, throwing both legs on top of her. "Hatt yaar, saans band kar degi tu meri," she groaned. "Hmph..." I turned away only to feel her raise her leg over me in return. "Uff, main thak gayi..." Mannat's voice came from the door. "Zaalim auraton, mujhse bartan dhulwaye aur yahan tum dono maze se so rahi ho." She climbed onto the bed adjusting herself tugging at the blanket. "Mujhe bhi jagah de thodi," she complained. ________ OVERALL TROUPES: Multicouple Lovestory Ride-or-Die Friends The Trio Dynamic Late-Night Confessions No One Understands Me Like You Do Dark Humor _______ (Check Inside For couple TROUPES)

Generally speaking, fate is often described as an inevitable and predetermined outcome, suggesting that certain events or circumstances in our lives are preordained and cannot be changed. Regardless of how one perceives fate, it can play an influential role in shaping our experiences and our sense of identity. In the same way the almighty had bring four individuals together and bind them with fates string. Ekaksh Raghuvanshi , The man in his late 20s stands about 6 feet tall with a lean, athletic build. He wears casual attire, looking as comfortable in jeans and a t-shirt as he does in a suit. His face bears the beginnings of wisdom and experience, but his eyes still hold a youthful excitement. His hair is neatly trimmed and his smile is genuine and warm, hinting at an easy-going nature. Meera Agnihotri , The woman in her mid 20s is full of energy and enthusiasm. Her eyes sparkle, her expression constantly animated with emotion. She has a slim athletic build and stands a little over 5 feet tall. Her outfit may be casual or more formal, but she always looks confident and at ease in her own skin. Her hair is styled in a fashion that reflects her outgoing personality, and she exudes a warmth and approachability that is impossible to ignore. The Twin baby is approximately 9 months old, with delicate, fragile features. They have wide eyes that seem to take in everything around them. They have chubby cheeks and a button nose, and their tiny hands are curled up in loose fists. Standing in the corridor of the hospital the eyes of the two individuals were stuck on the window of the child care unit Meera ~ let's get married .... With tears rolling down her cheeks. Ekaksh ~ please don't pressurise yourself may be we can find another solution for this. Meera ~ How can you say after witnessing this . Ekaksh ~ okay ! We can get married but there will be a condition.

« 𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅. » "I'm waiting for the moment when my soul will leave this body and I'll be dead officially because every piece of me has already died." ~ 𝐀𝐯𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐊𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 "You've to fight through some bad days to earn the best days in life and everyday I'm praying for some strength to go through these tough days." ~ 𝐒𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚 Two different souls, going somewhere through the same phase but one is hopeless while the other is holding hope like her last weapon. They got hitched because of their own reasons and had planned to get divorce after a year but not everything goes according to one's planning. Join me in their story of how they'll find each other and even if they did find how they'll struggle to be with each other. ˙⁠❥⁠˙˙⁠❥⁠˙˙⁠❥⁠˙ "Please...please don't hate me for all these, Shreya." He mumbled while shaking and refused to open his eyes. His lips were chanting the same sentence until she softly said,"Tell me- tell me how to hate you Avyank." "I can never bring myself to ever hate you. I can't, Avyank." She voiced gazing straight into his eyes and he cried more looking at her eyes which held nothing but love and affection for him. His heart felt at ease as the fear he had that she might hate him after knowing about his past went away. He held onto her as his life depended on her and cried thinking how did he get so lucky 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 ??