She came to attend her cousin's wedding but in a twist of events, she became the bride. Now trapped with a grumpy zamindar and his unpredictable family, will she fall in love or convince him to leave her? ◖Age Gap ◖Desi Erotica ◖Soft Romance ◖Slow Burn Romance ◖Forced Marriage ◖Suspense

#1- 1990s [15/02/26] #2 - 1990s [07/01/26] #126 - Wattpad [15/02/26] #147 - Wattpad [30/01/26] #164 - Wattpad [23/01/26] #172 - Wattpad [11/01/26] Her mother watched her for a moment, then spoke again-this time more deliberate, like she was counting beads on a mala. "Aur sirf roti banana hi kaafi nahi hota, Janvi," she said, turning the tawa. Janvi looked up. "Toh aur kya-kya hota hai maa?" Her mother sighed, not tired-just seasoned. "Sab kaam seekhne padte hain. Kapde dhona, bartaan manjhna, subah sabse pehle uthna..." She continued, as if listing everyday items from memory. "Saree pehnna dhang se, pallu sambhalna, ghunghat mein chalna..." Janvi wrinkled her nose. "Ghunghat mein? Maa, dikhega bhi kuch ya bas andhere mein hi chalna padega? Nah baba nah, hum gir gaye toh...Hum nahi daalenge ghunghat vunghat." Her mother smiled briefly but didn't stop. "Aur baat-baat par zubaan sambhalni hoti hai. Bade-buzurgon se izzat se baat, aur..." she paused for half a second, then added, "Pati jo kahe, usse bhi tameez aur adab se sunna hota." Janvi's hands stilled again. "Har baat?" "Har baat," her mother replied quietly. The silence stretched, broken only by the hiss of a roti puffing up. Janvi looked down at the dough stuck to her fingers, then muttered, half-joking, half-serious, "Maa, yeh sasural hai ya gulaami?" Her mother let out a soft, knowing laugh. "Dono samajh le," she said. She handed Janvi a finished roti. "Isliye kehti hoon-yahan seekh le. Baad mein wahan koi sikhata nahi, bas umeed karta hai..aur umeedo pe nahi khade utarne pe sirf taane."

THE THING IS THE STORY IS ABOUT MOST OF THE HOUSEWIVES OF INDIA, IT'S A STORY WITH MUCH ANGST AND PAIN WANT TO READ STORY READ IT AND DON'T WANT TO DON'T READ IT. I WON'T TOLERATE HATE COMMENTS.

⚠️Highly Mature Content⚠️ (18+/21+ Audience only) #19 on Wattpad [21/01/26] SLOW UPDATES DUE TO BOARDS'26 "Chup chaap humari bitiya se byaah lo, daroga... varna jiss taesh se aaye the naa ussi taesh mein apne jigri dost ki laash saath lekar jaaoge." ("Quietly marry our daughter, officer... or else, the same rage you came here with, you'll return with your best friend's corpse alongside you.") An IPS officer. That's what I am. Stoic, trained to face gunfire without blinking, to stare criminals in the eye. And yet, here I stood in a mud-stained courtyard, stripped of power, cornered by men who didn't fear the law. Is this real? An officer dragged into a pakdua byaah like some helpless boy? With a village girl-barely literate, cloaked in shyness and fragility? Me-a divorced man, father to a one-year-old daughter who waits for me to come home? Nothing about it fit. And yet everything about it was true. Because my best friend-my brother in every sense-sat tied to a chair across from me. His hands bound, his eyes defiant, and three guns pointed to his head. Aarish. Soon to be a father himself. Husband to Suhani, who was as much my sister as blood could make her. What was I supposed to do? Marry or rebel? The choice was never mine. I whispered, almost ashamed: "Main talaaqshuda hoon... aur ek beti ka baap bhi." ("I am divorced... and also the father of a daughter.") She looked at me with steady innocence: "Nahi... ab aap ek shaadi-shuda insaan hai. Aur hum uss bachi ki maa hai." ("No... now you are a married man. And I am that child's mother.") TROPES City Boy × Village Girl IPS × Illiterate Forced Marriage / Pakdua Byaah Second Chance at Love Stepmother Role Found Family Traumatic Past Grumpy × Sunshine Duty vs Desire Single Father Romance Slow Burn Romance Innocence Meets Experience

People says you are rich when your parents are with you, you are wealthy when your parents support you in life but what happened to those who are abandoned by their parents? Durga was only a day old when her grandmother denied to accept her because she was a girl, only a week old when she was abandoned by her father because she was born with dark skin, a month old when her mother left her with her nani (maternal grandmother) with a promise she will come every month to visit her. But after a year when her brother was born her mother forgot she ever had a daughter. 16 years passed with sorrow and desire to buy a new dress like any other normal girl, but she knew with the condition of her grandparents it was even hard to arrange two time's meal... Fortunately she used to get free meals at school. It was another reason for her to attend school nor with book or any other necessary items for class she usually used to stand outside of the classroom as punishment for not taking books with her. but it was not her fault. AMIT SHEKHAR CHOWDHRY : People says what else do you need when you are born in Thakur's family, you are already born with golden spoon. Well, it's not a lie, Thakur do have everything people dream about but is that true? AMIT SHEKHAR CHOWDHRY, sarpanch of 10 villages, powerful, and respected among the villagers. He is tall, board, not breathtaking handsome as heros described in novels but he is very imtidating. He has pursued law from a very prestigious university of that time. He is legally a lawyer but doesn't practice in court, he prefers to focus on his responsibilities more, towards the villagers. He is currently 27 years old and still unmarried. Everyone in the village want to marry off their daughter with him but for him only a girl who is equally educated and mature as him can be his life partner, can take care of his mother's legacy. What will happen when this two completely different person's world will collide together? ____

He had a perfect family. A loving wife, two wonderful kids, and a life free of complications. She wasn't searching for him, yet fate placed her at his doorstep. He wasn't ready for her, yet her existence shattered his perfect life. Now, the ties of blood demand a place in his world-but is there space for her in a family that never knew she belonged? ◇Read to know more.

In the elite halls of High Crest University, he is feared. Revered. Untouchable. Professor Abhimanyu Chauhan is a man of many faces-one, a cold and brilliant academic; the other, a ruthless mafia king cloaked in shadows and sin. A hacker who commands empires, a killer who hides behind calm eyes and a tailored suit. For seven long years, he's watched Harshita Rathi from the shadows. His obsession. His madness. His future. But Harshita doesn't know the devil is closer than her breath. All she sees is a man she loathes-arrogant, controlling, suffocating. The professor who unnerves her. The stranger whose presence haunts her dreams. What happens when the man she despises... claims her as his bride? What happens when she realizes he's been controlling her world all along? In a world where love is possession, and obsession is lethal- Will she escape the chains of his love, or will she burn beneath it?

✿✿｡･:*:･ﾟ✿･:*:･ﾟ✿✿✿✿｡･:*:･ﾟ✿･:*:･ﾟ✿✿ To the women who were told to be silent, and chose to speak through their strength instead. To the men hardened by life, but brave enough to let love soften them. And to every soul caught between tradition and dreams- may you find the courage to live both. 💫 The Zamindar's Bride - Blurb She dreamed of white coats and stethoscopes. He ruled fields and farms with silence and steel. Varnika Kashyap, a bright 20-year-old aspiring doctor, had her whole life planned - until the sudden death of her parents shattered everything. Orphaned and vulnerable, she's coerced by her controlling aunt into a marriage she never wanted. Her groom? Vardhan Singh Rana - a 30-year-old village zamindar, feared by many, respected by all. Vardhan is everything Varnika is not - uneducated yet worldly, stoic yet intense, powerful yet rooted in tradition. He never asked for a bride, but his father's condition for inheritance forces him into the shackles of matrimony. Thrown together by circumstances neither of them chose, Varnika and Vardhan are strangers bound by a sacred vow. She is too naive for his world; he is too hardened for hers. And yet, amid the dusty courtyards, whispered secrets, and stifling expectations, a delicate tension brews. Will she find herself caged or cherished? Will he lose himself in love or keep building walls? A tale of forced beginnings, emotional awakening, and a love that neither of them saw coming.

HIGHLY MATURE BOOK♨(SMUT) You're perfect," he murmurs, and slams into me his hard as a rock, causing me to scream in pleasure and dig my nails into his shoulders 𝗘𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗮;𝟭𝟵 The moment I saw him everything went in slow-motion; I got a huge crush on him no matter if he is 𝓭𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓮𝓻 then me Idgf I love age gap; everything was good until I got to know he is deeply in love with my elder sister; I backed off but deep inside this lil crush on him was still there! "And here I am taking vows with him as a replacement for my sister" ✧✧ꮺ𓍼𓂅✧✧ꮺ𓍼𓂅✧✧ 𝗠𝗲𝗵𝘂𝗹 𝗔𝗴𝗮𝗿𝘄𝗮𝗹;𝟮𝟵 Stand at the helm of Agarwal and Sons, one of the country's wealthiest and most powerful jewelry empires spread across the world. Born into privilege, surrounded by opulence-mansions, luxury cars, and everything money can buy. But wealth? That's just the surface. What drives me is more than just success or the fortune passed down from my father; it's the legacy I've built with my own hands. But behind the polished image and towering wealth, But beneath the power and riches, I'm broken soul shattered by betrayal. And Eshana-she's a part of this twisted game. I hate her. Or at least, I want to. Every glance, every moment with her, only reminds me of the pain. But she'll regret every second she's in my world because I don't lose. Ever. And I mean every word when I say I'll make her regret it. ✧✧ꮺ𓍼𓂅✧✧ꮺ𓍼𓂅✧✧ Him: Mmm.Red, wildcat. Were you thinking of me when you covered these tits with my favorite color? Did you touch yourself in front of the mirror and come with my name on your lips? Did you stand in front of the mirror, touching yourself, imagining it was my hands? Did you moan my name, desperate, while your fingers explored places only I should?" . . Get ready for lots of heartbreak, betrayal, and of course a ton of smut! (⁠

♚ 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 ♛ 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐲𝐚 𝐀𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐥 ⋇✦⋇ "𝙍𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙚!" "𝙄__𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮! 𝙄__𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙙𝙤 𝙞𝙩!" "𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙤 𝙞𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛" ⋇✦⋇ "𝙎𝙞𝙜𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚!" "𝘽__𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚? 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙪𝙡𝙩?" "𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙩, 𝙢𝙮 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮, 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨! 𝘿𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝙄 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪!" "𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚!" ⋇✦⋇ #2 in torture #1 in forced #1 in royal #1 in innocent #1 in rude #1 in arrangedmarriage #1 in revenge #1 in vengeance #2 in torment #1 in possessive #1 in indianstory #1 in desi #1 in agegap #1 in billionaire #1 in businessman #1 in arrogant #1 in intimate #1 in forcedmarriage #14 in romance