-:𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃:- -This book moves a bit faster than my usual pace. Some events might feel slightly fast-forwarded, but I've done that to keep the essence tight, the emotions raw, and the story impactful without unnecessary dragging. . . He exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "Roop, shaadi kisi majboori mein nahi ki jati." (Marriage isn't something that should happen out of compulsion.) A bitter smile tugged at my lips. "Yahi toh farq hai tumhari aur meri zindagi mein, Anirudh. Tumhare paas choice hai, mere paas nahi." (That's the difference between your life and mine, Anirudh. You have a choice. I don't.) His expression darkened. "Main tumhari family se baat karunga-" "Nahi!" I cut him off, my voice sharp with desperation. "You won't understand. You've never seen helplessness, Anirudh. You don't know that when a girl has no options, she only looks for survival." A strange silence stretched between us, thick with unspoken pain. Anirudh sighed and leaned back against the bench, his fingers tapping against his knee. "You're telling me you'd marry any stranger just because you have no other way out?" I stiffened. "You're not a stranger." His lips quirked up, almost amused. "Until a day ago, I was." I clenched my fists. "I don't care who you are. I just need to accept this match, or the other option will destroy me." Anirudh fell silent, his gaze steady on me. The playfulness in his eyes faded, replaced by something more intense, more thoughtful. Finally, he asked, "And what if I tell you that I don't want to marry you either?"

Vikram Singhania is a genius and monster. As the right hand man and son of the Chief minister of Madhya Pradesh, his lack of feelings is a blessing, not a curse - until his father forces him to marry for the sake of the family and the political career. Nandini Roy , an innocent and kind girl who hates politics and politicians , always dreamed of happily ever after. She is set to be married until her world turns upside down , when she meets Vikram. A man incapable of emotions and is scarred by the past - an arranged forced marriage with the potential to unite, or destroy... Tropes: Forced Marriage Grumpy X sunshine Second chance My wife moments Touch her & die Obsessive ml

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 𝐎𝐅 "𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄" Rajveer Singh Rathore was supposed to marry my sister, but now we are bound in a marriage. He never wanted me and I also don't want him. I love someone else, and he loves my sister. A marriage tangled with a lot of emotions. A marriage that has a lot of secrets. 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐞 (not by male lead) , 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭.

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞." "𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐰?" ♛ Raghav Panchal x Sreenidhi Mehta Slow Burn | Forbidden Love Looks like he'll ruin your life but actually just melts for one woman in a saree. -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ "𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐧!" "𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰." ♛ Nisarg Panchal x Aadhya Raichura Marriage of Convenience | Second Chance The rebel pretending he doesn't care, while caring enough to rewrite his entire destiny. -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ "𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐥𝐢 𝐧𝐢..." "𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮?𝐆𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐨." ♛ Yug Panchal x Devanshi Patel Enemies to Lovers | Forced Proximity Talks like they hate each other. Falls like he slipped on a banana peel. Very embarrassing for him. But every time? ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀꜱ. ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴡɪᴠᴇꜱ. ᴏɴᴇ ɢᴜᴊᴀʀᴀᴛ-ꜱɪᴢᴇᴅ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ʀᴏʟʟᴇʀᴄᴏᴀꜱᴛᴇʀ. Welcome to Kutumb which serves romance, drama, trauma bonding, comedy, regret arcs, wife-worship, and Gujarati-level heat all in one go.

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

[A MARRIAGE IN TROUBLE ROMANCE] [ON HOLD] Previously known as- DAYAREE Dheer Raiyanni was now a billionaire, but was he always? Dheer built his empire from the scratch when he has no one but the girl he loved and the money he lent from her father, chewing his pride. Money changes man But, can money change love? Vanika waits in silence, in love and at home that no longer feels like theirs. She watches him build skyscrapers while their marriage crumbles floor by floor. Dheer, still shackled by his old insecurities and buried pride, doesn't see the boundaries he keeps establishing in their once cherished relationship. Can two people who gave each other their everything, find their way back, before the boundaries trap them amidst its hold?

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 [𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗱] 𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘩à𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦l𝘴𝘶i𝘰𝘯. "Aditya, you were right. She's very innocent and naive," he said. Ruhi, upon hearing this, was taken aback. She continued to listen as Atharva said, "So what if I doesn't love her? It's her duty to please her husband." Ruhi's eyes filled with tears as she heard him mention that he had revealed the truth to her before Vikram did. Unable to bear the hurt, she disconnected the call. Atharva turned and saw her standing there with tears streaming down her face. "Was all of this a joke to you?" Ruhi asked, her voice trembling. Atharva approached her, holding her chin gently but firmly. "Why are you crying? Didn't you enjoy last night?" *** 𝗔𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝘃 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵 𝗿𝗮𝗷𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵 ﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ 29 years old, workaholic crowned prince with anger issues. Cold, arrogant, and ruthless, he is determined to protect his family but struggles to show his love. His grandpa has chosen his bride, and he accepts without complaint. Will he ever learn to love her? 𝙍𝙪𝙝𝙞 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙖 : ﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ 25 years old, a kind and gentle girl from Delhi who adores K-dramas. Engaged in a long-distance relationship with her college boyfriend, she is surprised when her grandpa arranges her marriage to Atharav. How will she handle this unexpected turn?

Prem-Leela Series Book- 01 𝐌𝐫𝐬. 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐥 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 (𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐣 𝐱 𝐒𝐢𝐲𝐚) "Marry me, Siya," his voice whispered. I should have laughed. I should have refused. What place did I have in his grand world of palaces and politics? And yet, I found myself saying yes. In a sunlit courtyard filled with the fragrance of marigolds and the cheers of villagers, I became Mrs. Regal Rathore, Queen of Raipur. But this was more than a marriage; it was a rebirth. Mature content ahead! Started - 4.07.2024 Ended - 6.04.2025 Copyrightnwanaa©2024_™

"aap yeh kya- kya k- kar rahe hai " she asked timidly. "nothing just worshiping my biwi,hmmm" he said while wearing her anklets. "b- but ---"she closed her mouth as he warned her just by his eyes not to talk. she was continuously looking at him as he was the most beautiful thing in the world well yes for her ,he is. he slowly kissed her feet as she flinched by sudden touch. "a--aap yeh kyun ,aap humare pair nhi chu sakte " as she finally said after keeping her encourage. " kyun pati hai tumhare ,tumhare pair kya har ek chiz par humara hak hai ,samjhi? " he asked while raising his eyebrows. "ji,p-par---" " ab so jao kafi raat ho gayi kal subah uthna bhi hai , aur maa ne kaha tha ki abhi kuch rasame aur hai"he said while turning to the night lamp to blow off . she slowly laid on the bed as his one arm was under her head and second was grasping her waist tightly as he would loosened a bit she will go away. Tropes:- arrange marriage. sarpanch biwi village 1970's mature content 18+ enjoy reading the story....