𝗔𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝘅 𝗗𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗸𝗮 "kyun kar rahe hain aap aisa ? Mera haath chhod dijiye, please!" she cried, her voice trembling as tears streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks. "Just shut your mouth and marry me," he growled without even glancing at her, his voice cold and final. Her body shivered at his tone. "M..mujhe dard ho raha hai," she whispered through sobs, the pain in her voice halting him for a moment. He turned to look at her-just for a second. Then, without a word, he lifted her into his arms. Startled, she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. "Tumhari behen ki galti ki saza tum bhugtogii." His voice was low, bitter. And then he carried her straight to the pavilion. --- He never wanted love. He just needed a wife to fulfill a compulsion-a condition he couldn't ignore. But when his would-be bride ran away, he dragged her elder sister, Devika, into his storm. Devika, an abandoned bride herself, already struggling with her failing health, had no strength left to resist. She had stopped dreaming long ago. But fate had other plans. Read the story of two broken hearts-Abhay, driven by rage and responsibility, and Devika, drowning in silence and sorrow. Will their unwilling bond destroy them further? Or will they become the light that chases away each other's darkness?

He's the heir to an empire. She's the quiet girl no one expected him to choose. Devank Mehra doesn't talk more than he needs to. Vani doesn't talk at all unless she has to. When an old family promise ties them together in an arranged marriage neither of them asked for, silence becomes their common language. But he watches everything. And she notices too much. In a world of expectations, power, and controlled emotions - something soft begins to unfold. This isn't love at first sight. It's a story of stolen glances, unspoken tension, and the slow unraveling of two people who were never meant to fall... but do anyway. 💍 An age-gap, slow-burn arranged marriage romance. 🥀 Where silence is not the absence of love... but the beginning of it. #romance #romanticfiction #lovestory #indianromance #fiction #love #romancewriter #arrangedmarriage #slowburn #agegapromance #dominantmalelead #shyfemalelead #silentlove #tension #emotionalromance #softgirl #slowburnromance #wattpad #wattpadindia #wattpadwriter #indianwriter #writersofwattpad #wattpadstory #wattpadromance #newonwattpad #readonwattpad

"Don't fall for me," I warned, my voice low. "Me? In love with you?" she laughed, a mocking sound that cut sharper than any blade. "Oh, you're so delusional, Reyaan. This is a contractual marriage, remember? I will never fall for you-not in a billion years." Her words snapped something inside me-something dark and reckless. And her eyes, those perfect shades of brown, gleamed with a silent challenge. "Not in a billion years, huh?" I echoed, my voice dangerously soft. "Is that a challenge, Brownie?" I took slow, deliberate strides toward her. "Because I never lose one," I whispered against her ear, pinning her against the elevator wall, feeling her sharp intake of breath as I caged her in. JIA NIKITA KHURANA She was broken-ruined until she no longer recognized herself. Once a girl full of sunshine, now a storm. Once dreaming of a Prince Charming, now believing herself utterly unlovable. She had sworn off love, scoffed at the idea of marriage. Until destiny, the master manipulator twisted her life on its cruel axis. Now Jia, the girl who vowed never to marry, finds herself trapped in a marriage she never wanted. And her husband? An arrogant, emotionless, cold-blooded, maddeningly handsome billionaire born with a permanent poker face. REYAAN SHAHVEER He was broken before he even had the chance to be whole. Wounded by those meant to love him. He loathed the idea of love hollow, treacherous, temporary. He swore he'd never let anyone close enough to destroy him. Marriage? Commitment? Love? A joke. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. Now Reyaan, who trusted no one and needed no one, is bound by contract and vows to a girl who screams danger from ten miles away... A danger he knows he should avoid, Yet can't seem to stay away from. *** REYAAN SHAHVEER x JIA NIKITA KHURANA A collision of broken hearts. An arrangement neither wanted. An attraction neither can deny. Tropes: Contractual Arranged Marriage Past Trauma Slow Burn Grumpy x Grumpier

Shourya Singhania - The 26-year-old heir of a multi-million dollar company, a protective gentleman who looks after his family. He's harsh, straightforward and not one to mess with. The last thing you want is to be on his bad side. But on the inside, he's a total softie. Never even thought of marriage until. . . . . "Anything she wants." "Please don't be upset with me." "I don't like filthy pests talking about what's mine." Meera Rao - A 23-year-old, middle-class girl who works as a teacher with kids with disability. She's shy, gentle and a total sweetheart. The last thing you would want is to see her upset. It would just break your heart. She was promised to her father's best friend's son when she was 18 but . . . . . "J-ji?" "I collected things I like, you probably think it's silly." "People are watching." Read "Kismat" to follow along the sweet journey of Meera and Shourya as they fall in love. Ranking achievements so far! #21 Indian (18.02.23) #1 shy (18.02.23) #8 India (20.02.23) #1 Desi (20.02.23) #3 innocent (22.02.23) #23 romance (23.02.2023) #1 cute (06.03.2023) #6 family (10.03.2023)

••• |Mad Lover| Possessive Husband | • | Secret obsession|••• ~ Mr. AAA ••• |Divine Lover| Virtuous Wife | • | Intense compassion|••• ~ Mrs. AAA ^^^^¢¢¢¢~~~ "How can I forget my true purpose? Every living second, I am burning my mind, body, soul, and energy for that purpose," Ashwath replied. "But I do regret dragging Nesta into the middle of this" he replied, feeling bad for Nesta. "I must say she is a gem that she waited these many months quietly without getting an explanation from you on why you are avoiding her," Guruji said, praising Nesta. "She is indeed a gem, my only light I have with me when the rest is all dark and kind of sucking my soul." Ashwath replied. "Beta, I always wondered how she even agreed to come and stay here without you marrying her." "I married her in front of her family, and the pandit I appointed to do our marriage is fake. He did not even chant a single marriage mantra. It's all a sham to make her and her family believe that she is getting married to me," Ashwath replied, feeling guilty. "This time I will do your marriage with Vedic rituals, and you and your queen will be set for the next 7 lives together," Guruji replied and left from there to the Himalayas. ^^^^^^¢¢¢~~~~ ASHWATH ARSH AGNIVANSHI THE BRAND - THE AAA His true face remains a secret, and even if someone were to see it, they wouldn't recognize him as 'The AAA'. He's become a brand himself. "WITHOUT NESTA THERE IS NO ARSH " "NESTAAA, How dare you vanish from my eyesight! I am not gonna forgive you for this. I will show you what will happen when you take my love for granted baby girl. " ^^^^¢¢¢~~~ NESTA RAJPUT She is a figure of pure feminine grace, her nature full of compassion. Toxicity and negativity have no place near her, not even within her own family, whether it's her father or husband. "THERE SHOULD BE ARSH EVEN WITHO

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.

* UNDER EDIT * The brothers who love eachother more than anything . • Bromance • Family • love • Enemies to lovers • Desi romance • Mystery •Mature Started on : 27/01/2024 . Ended on : ©️ All copyrights reserved .

-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.