𝑨 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔. ✿✿✿✿✿ Welcome to the world of Aryans where family is placed before money or power. Here is love, here is hate, here is pain and here is the cure. The Rajputs. Rajput is more than just a name. It has a history of more than hundreds of years. The valour, the strength and the power to survive and win the darkest and hardest battle runs in their blood. Even after hundreds of years their blood holds the same valour, the same spirit which can cut an enemy into pieces. Carrying the Rajputana blood in their veins are The Aryans. The Mafia Clan led by the Rajput brothers. The powerful mafia and the more powerful men. With the faces of the great Greek Gods they are the walking Lucifers in the daylight and an alive Satan in the deep darkness of the night. Being in the Mafia and being the part of highest royalty they are worshipped like gods by their subjects. The gods who are the only makers and destroyers of the large and fertile land of 'Khashiq' a city which is hidden by the eyes of common people of the country. Even after 75 years of independence the government is afraid to set a foot inside this deep sea of death. The air of khashiq holds the smell of dead, blood and cries of innocents and sinners. In the land of darkness entered three innocent souls, one being ambitious who had to sacrifice, the second being musical who had to stay quiet and the third being the purest but had to turn filthy. They are the wives of three elder Rajput brothers who know everything but to love. Tainting the pious relationship of a husband and wife they break their wife in such a way that now nothing can pull the three souls out of that darkness, a darkness which is darker than the world of the Aryans.

Rudra Raajveer Rajput X Aadhya Rao Rudra Raajveer Rajput Rudra Raajveer Rajput, a captivating and dangerous figure in the underworld. His presence demands attention, embodying both charisma and menace. Yet, amid the shadows of his criminal life, a twist of fate unfolds as he becomes smitten or more like obsessed at first sight with Aadhya Rao. A beautiful, smart and kind woman with a soft personality. Totally opposite of Rudra. Unraveling the layers of Rudra's persona, we discover a man torn between the perilous realms of his mafia existence and the unexpected allure of love. Aadhya Rao Aadhya Rao, a delightful blend of innocence and intelligence. Her world revolves around the unwavering love for her parents and the everyday rhythm of working in her father's Company. Little did she know that a chance encounter with Rudra Raajveer Rajput, a dangerous mafia figure, would alter the course of her fate. Caught in a web of circumstances, Aadhya finds herself blackmailed into an unwilling marriage with Rudra. As the complexities of their entangled lives unfold, the question lingers-will she discover love in the most unexpected places and grant Rudra a chance? ••••••••••••• "Don't call me a princess, it's creepy" Aadhya tried to get away from his grip but his grip only tightened. "Dont fucking blackmail me. I won't marry you. We just saw each other once and you fell in love with me? Pagal ladka" Rudra chuckled evilly. "I don't care about your opinion. You are going to marry me and that's final." ••••••••••••• "I hate you and always will. You are hurting me already and don't you dare give me shitty promises like this again" Aadhya said as tears fell from her eyes. ••••••••••••• "I love you Aadhya" Rudra mumbled against her neck and started leaving wet kisses on the neck. She gasped and fisted his shirt tight with her small hands when he started biting and sucking her soft spot.

"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex. He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed. I nodded a little locking eyes with him fearfully. I witnessed a glimmer in his eyes and he removed his palm from my mouth slowly. I mustered up a little strength and asked nervously. "Kon hai aap aur yahan kya kar rhe hain," His eyes softened, looking deep into my eyes as if he could see through them as if he owned them. A strong wind surfaced, pulling away the fabric and revealing his face. It was him. My heartbeats raced wildly. He flickered his gaze to my lips for a few seconds, licked his lower lip a little with an unreadable emotion and peered back deeply into my eyes, delving into my soul. He replied in the raw, masculine and resonating voice I had heard months before. "Daksh naam hai hamara. Vivaah karne aaye hai aapse," *** I could not believe my eyes that he was standing right in front of me. The day I walked away from him, with a swarm of butterflies in the depths of my guts and belly, I never considered the possibility of crossing our paths again. I never thought we would get another chance in this life. Was it a wise decision of me to run away back then like that? The moments we shared back then flashed back into my memory. I started wondering if this was a coincidence or if he purposely located me. *** This is the love story of Daksh Pratap Rathore and Radhika Maan Singh. Storyline occurs in early years of 21st century(2001). A love saga bridging the gap between a city-born man and a village-raised girl. They are soulmates longing for love and solace from each other in different parameters. Let us dive into their journey of togetherness, and internal conflicts and see if and how they find solace with each other. First 2 chapters can be descriptive but I'm sure you'll like the story further.

Ayaat × Shahmeer ( Also can be read as a standalone novel) Top-1 in India . . . . . . . . . "Let me make this clear from the very beginning-" But she interrupted. Lifting her veil slowly, She faced him. Her tone was calm, but her soul trembled behind her words. "I don't have any expectations from this bond," she said steadily. "You've given me your name-that's enough. You'll always be my sister's husband. I'm not here to demand a place in your life. I know exactly where I stand." He watched her, caught off guard by her sudden fire yet nodded. "Good. That saves us both the trouble. And Stick to that. Because I won't tolerate promises you can't keep." He said sharply. Her scent lingered between them...a soft, familiar trace of coconut. He took a small step back, as if her presence had caught him off guard. As if it stirred something he wasn't ready to face-something unsettling, achingly familiar... and utterly forbidden. ★★★★★★★★★★★ When two broken souls, Ayaat and Shahmeer, are bound by an unwanted marriage, they treat each other as nothing more than a forbidden past. Grief, guilt, duty, hate.. defines their bond... until fate begins to rewrite their story. They fall.....slowly, unknowingly, and effortlessly. But will they remain shackled by hate, guilt? Or will they finally allow themselves a chance to live... and love again? Troupes: Arranged Marriage, Second Marriage, Brother in law, Twin sisters, Billionaire, Slow burn, Heartbreak, Trauma, Obsession, Romance, Hate-Love, Baby, Grumpy × Sunshine, Businessman × Designer, Healing each other, Mature themes, Second Chance. ⚠️Content Warning : This story contains Mature Themes. Details will be found inside💗

-𝑯𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓- -ˏˋ⋆ 𝑨 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 ⋆ˊˎ- 𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝑵𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒆𝒏, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝑵𝒂𝒏𝒊'𝒔 𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 23 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒐𝒚, 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑 𝒐𝒏 𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒆? 𝑭𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒑𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝑵𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅, 𝑩𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒏𝒐 𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐, 𝑵𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒓, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒏𝒐 𝒇𝒖𝒏; 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍, 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒊'𝒔 𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒆. 𝑴𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒐𝒅'𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏? 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆.

<It,s collection of short stories> • my love for you • wrapped in your embrace • our little world • on their first night •.Echoes of regret • miscarriage • His heartbeat • CEO,s wife • if it,s mean to be • Tale of love, revenge and silence • inspector saab's weakness • My Laxmi • A superstar's Broken Heart Ranking #1 in short stories out of 352k stories

Two souls tied with one knot in Arrange Marriage As I enter in my room I saw my babies are sleeping together in my bed. Then I realized may be I should give a chance to her because everytime she lives with my baby, my baby always smiles and try to speak new words. And whenever I see her eyes, my heart find solace. _______________________________________________________________ "I am fucking telling you don't blame my family I will never tolerate this" he said in angerous tone in front of his family members. "I am tell...telling you truth why don't you beli...eve me. I had never lie...lie to you" she said while holding tears in her eyes. "Now enough already you get out of my house and never try to enter in my house, my life, my family and my son's life" he shouted in anger at her. _______________________________________________________________ She is Shrijita Sharma. An innocent yet bold girl. She loves her family very much and her parents also love her like goddess. She is an ancient soul which means she believes all her culture and traditions. He is Shivansh Kashyap. He has anger issues. He is cold, ruthless, rude CEO but he is not always like this some circumstances made him like this. He is loving towards his family and loves them unconditionally but never show them. Will destiny able to meet them? What will happen when truth comes in front them? Will he believe her? Will she handle his son? Will she becomes his mother? Will his son accept as his mother? Will they trust each other fully in their life? Will they enjoy their life? What will happen they cross each other paths? What will God write in their fate? A night change their life. Either they lost each other or joins each other with their life journey

"My heart was a canvas, blank and unaware, until the day I met her. Her eyes were the paintbrush that stroked the colors of love, laughter, and adventure. With every moment we shared, a new shade of beauty was added to my life's masterpiece. Her touch ignited a fire that melted my fears, and her smile lit up the sky. I found my home, my safe haven, my forever love. She is the poetry that makes my heart sing, the music that makes my soul dance, and the love that makes my life a work of art." "He walked into my life like a storm, shaking the foundations of my soul. His eyes were the lightning that illuminated the darkness, revealing a love so pure and true. His strong arms were the shelter from the tempest, holding me close and keeping me safe. His gentle touch was the sunshine that warmed my heart, and his loving words were the rain that nourished my spirit. With every breath, I fell deeper into the ocean of his love, drowning in the depths of his kindness, humor, and strength. He is the anchor that holds me steady, the compass that guides me true, and the love that makes my heart whole #6 in top 10

Ayesha is a 22-year-old practicing Muslimah studying International Law in Canada. Ayesha is the girl that is told to be quiet and sit in the corner of the room. She is always reminded by her parents that the house she is living is not hers and her house will be the one she will be married into. Ayesha only wants her family to love her and if not that at least act like parents to her. Everything Ayesha's parents do is to show people it's not out of love. Her father is hardly home and her mom she is always commanding things for her to do. She doesn't share anything with her siblings because she knows they won't care. Every night she prays to god to help her find someone who will love her for who she truly is. Aayan is a 25-year-old Muslim. He lives in England and works with his dad in his company. He is a caring brother to his sister, brother, and bhabhi. His parents want him to get married. He wants a girl that is a practicing muslim and who will love him through everything. Aayan is constantly told by his brother that he is a romantic type of a guy. But when he is told that he is getting married to Ayesha he becomes mad. Ayesha is not the girl he had in mind to get married to. Ayesha is afraid to show her emotions. she is scared if she shares her past one day he will use that against her and not love her. Aayan doesn't know if he should say yes to this marriage. Keep reading if fate will keep them together