This is my new vegaspete one-shot series I was talking about. Here is will write all kind on one-shots, from cute and fluffy to painful and angsty. First one-shot is my first book ever To Kill To Love merged together, hope you like it. Ah and you can also request a prompts and if I get time, I will make sure to write it.

A new beginning. One page stories of VegasPete

What if pete falls in love with Vegas first!??

Love after Marriage.

OmegaVerse

Cute story

Set in the 1980s in a small village of Rajasthan, where traditions hold power and choices are not a privilege for women, this is the story of Yugveer and Paridhi-two souls bound by a marriage arranged by their families. With a 11 year age gap and lives shaped by duty rather than love, will their bond remain one of obligation, or will fate weave something deeper between them? Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional and does not depict real events, people, or societal views. It reflects a time when choices were limited for women but is meant for storytelling purposes only. This story contains some mature themes recommended for 18+ users only. If this theme does not align with your preferences, you are welcome to skip this story-but please refrain from leaving hate comments.

Rudra's grip tightened just enough to steal her breath, and Priya's tears came without permission. The sting on her cheek wasn't visible, but it burned with humiliation and fear. Her sobs filled the space as he backed her into the wall, leaving her nowhere to run. His presence closed in, heavy and suffocating, trapping her between cold stone and his control. She trembled there, broken by how helpless she felt-and how he ruined her.

In a traditional South Indian household, family honor is sacred-until one mistake shatters everything. The wedding mandap is filled with music, rituals, and whispered pride... until the groom arrives expecting to marry the younger sister. But the bride waiting for him is the elder one. A single misunderstanding turns celebration into chaos. Humiliated and enraged, the groom lashes out in front of everyone-his words cutting deeper than any blade. He calls her an unwanted burden, an uneducated girl forced upon him by his family. But she refuses to bow. In a moment that silences the entire gathering, she slaps him. Not out of anger-but dignity. Not out of rebellion-but self-respect. With her heart in pieces, she turns to the only family she has ever known-her grandparents. The ones who raised her... but never truly claimed her as their own. Was she always just a responsibility? A compromise? As she prepares to walk away from the wedding-and everything tied to it-her grandmother makes a decision that shocks everyone. If this groom refuses her granddaughter... Then another will take his place. Bound by an old South Indian tradition, where a niece may marry her maternal uncle, her grandmother turns to her own son-the man the girl trusts the most. And asks him to marry her. What begins as humiliation turns into an unexpected marriage. What begins as duty becomes a shared destiny. But can a relationship born out of pride, pain, and tradition ever turn into love? Or will the scars of that day forever stand between them? One mistake. One slap. One unexpected groom. And a marriage that neither of them ever chose... but must now live.

"How do we know if we are doing things the right way? I wanted to learn everything about intimacy so I can please you in every possible way. I even wondered about how long a man usually lasts. I want to explore everything with you. And if there's something you want me to do, tell me. I don't want this to be just about me asking for what I want. I want it to be about us." "Oh my God, are you carrying me? Please put me down. I don't want you to strain your back because of my weight." *************************************** Aakash never believed in love. He is reserved, introverted and carry a past he never speaks about. He enters marriage not with hope but with obligation. To him, it's just another responsibility he wished to carry out. Meenakshi enters the same marriage carrying a different battle. She is curvy, soft-hearted and full of warmth but weighed down by years of insecurity. She has learned to smile through judgment, to laugh through whispers and to expect less than she deserves. An arranged marriage ties them together. He is a man of silence. She learns to see his care hidden within it. But is silent care enough for a lifetime together? What begins as two strangers under one roof slowly turns into something neither of them expected in the quiet moments, in accidental touches, in shared meals, in silent protection and in unspoken understanding. This is not a loud love story. It is a slow one. When a broken man and an insecure woman choose to stand by each other, the healing turns into perfection and a love slowly becomes obsession. A story of curves, scars, healing and a love that learns to stay.