•|𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 (Replaced Bride) 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘|• ✦ RITVIKA KAPOOR ✦ A girl who carries the sun in her smile and storms in her silence. She wasn't raised in riches, but she's richer than most-in love, in softness, in strength. A single mother at 24, her heart beats not just for herself, but for her little girl who calls her "Mumma." 𝙎𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 is her language and 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 her comfort-she loves quietly, endures deeply. Every scar has a story, but she chooses not to tell them, only to live past them. She dreams of love, but doesn't expect it. She hopes for a miracle, yet walks through life with calm acceptance. She is a - ❝ Khud se zyada kisi aur ke liye jeene wali ladki. ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦✧✦ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦ VIDYUT RAJVANSH ✦ His presence demands silence. A man built from shadows and steel. Cold eyes, sharp suits, and a reputation darker than the night. He's the kind of man who doesn't flinch at loss, and never looks back once he walks away. A CEO, a name whispered in fear, a heart hidden behind layers of pain and pride. Commitments? He avoids them. Emotions? He shuts them out. Children? He doesn't do soft things-until Tara calls him "Dadda." He doesn't believe in second chances, but somehow, Ritvika feels like the home he never had. He is a - ❝ Mohabbat se door bhaagne wala, lekin mohabbat mein doobta hua aadmi. ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦✧✦ ━━━━━━━━━━ Join the Journey of RITVIKA & VIDYUT 💗

It took the Beasts mere weeks to overthrow the human government and eliminate most of the population. Those who survived were put into slavery, forced to spend their lives serving the royal families and wealthier Beasts. Adeline has been a servant for the royals for as long as she can remember. It's hard work, but she feels lucky to be born and raised in King Richard's kingdom. He's a kind ruler, and his humans are often treated well. King Heloix, on the other hand, is known for his ruthlessness. He has little tolerance for his fellow Beasts, and even less for humans. Rumors are that his servants are often killed as punishment for even the smallest mishaps, and to survive even a year while working for him is an accomplishment. When Adeline is transferred to King Heloix's castle, it takes him only seconds to recognize who she is to him. Will he accept her as his mate or reject her existence? ⚠️THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE AND TRIGGERING THEMES⚠️

𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐕 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐑𝐀 × 𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐜𝐞𝐨 × 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝕮𝖆𝖓 𝖇𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖆𝖘 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖊..... ══ ❀•°❀°•❀ ══ Riya... Just riya. No surname... She left that behind for good. For the past three years, she had been his personal assistant. Efficient, smart, and unfailingly reliable. From not even knowing how to work a coffee machine to anticipating what Aarav wanted before he even asked, she had grown so much. To most people, she seemed simply reserved, maybe even distant. But there was a heaviness in her eyes, an unspoken story she carried in silence, waiting for the moment it could no longer stay hidden. --- Aarav Malhotra... a man people didn't argue with. CEO and director of his father's legacy, he ran his office like a battlefield. Mistakes weren't forgiven. Mediocrity wasn't tolerated. He was sharp, cold, and precise, a presence that demanded attention. Yet behind the suit and the stern expressions, there was another side to him. Around family, his walls came down. The sharp edges softened. He became gentle and caring. To most, he was unapproachable. But to the few he allowed close, he was everything he seemed not to be. --- What happens when aarav asks Riya's hand in marriage for convenience? Would their story only be limited to convenience? Or will the two lives bloom into something beautiful? --- Age gap (6 years) Arranged marriage Trauma healing Slow burn --- #2 in india (29.04.2026 and more)

𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑴𝒆 ••• "Did you know how I felt when I learned my wife wants to divorce me through a fūcking outsider?" He asked, his piercing gaze meeting hers through the mirror. His one hand was resting on her stomach, keeping her close to him while the other one touched her head. "This-" He moved the finger from her head to her heart. "-this-" He pulled her closer from his other hand. "-your whole fūcking being, belongs with me, get that?" He asked, raising her chin to make her look in the mirror. She should push him away, she should be telling him how much she hates him but she found herself nodding. "Words." He pressed. "Yes," She mumbled. "What's your name?" "Roop." "What's your name?" He asked again, pronouncing each word clearly this time. "Roop Mehrotra." "Roop. Amrit. Mehrotra." His jaw tightened, "Say it." "Roop Amrit Mehrotra." She breathed out, trying to get away from him but his grip was firm. "Right, and it's going to stay just like that." ••• Two people, one unwanted marriage. The question is, will they survive or give up without even trying? •••

He was the professor no one could ignore. She was the girl everyone overlooked. Professor Abhimanyu, 32, wasn't just another name on the faculty list...he was a presence. Known for his sharp mind, unmatched work ethic, and an aura of quiet authority, he taught Architectural Design like it was more than a subject... like it was a language of the soul. But he wasn't easy to keep. In just two years, he had already left two prestigious universities...never for better offers, but for something far more rare: his self-respect. He refused to compromise his dignity, no matter the cost. Then came Amrita. A final-year student. Always present, yet invisible. Always silent, yet full of unspoken thoughts. She wasn't the girl people noticed..she was the one they laughed at. The one who tried to fit in but somehow became the punchline instead. Shy. Introverted. "Boring," they called her. But they never really saw her. Because beneath that quiet exterior lived a mind that felt deeply, imagined endlessly, and observed everything. And yes... She had a crush on him. Just like many others. But unlike them, hers wasn't shallow admiration. It was something softer. Something deeper. She didn't just notice his looks, she noticed the way he spoke about design, the way he stood by his principles, the way he never pretended to be someone he wasn't. And maybe... he noticed something too. Not the loudest voice in class. Not the brightest attention-seeker. But the girl who stayed back, whose designs carried emotions no one else could draw, whose silence spoke louder than words. What happens when a man who values dignity above everything meets a girl who has never been valued at all? When admiration turns into understanding... When silence turns into connection... When two completely different worlds begin to align.. A story begins. Not loud. Not rushed. Not perfect. But real. Ranks - No.1 in Slowburn (24 feb 2025)

This isn't your typical revenge story. Here, Ekansh isn't interested in seeking his revenge from Faria. He's just a broken soul, the man belonging to middle class with a nine to five job who's well aware that even if it's about justice, he can't compete with the ones who belong to the top section of the society. While, Faria was born into that top section of the society with all the riches and comfort. She's kind and pretty, something that Ekansh never expected from her. Two different people under one roof. What exactly can go wrong? Everything. Because love knows no bound.

Set in post-independence era ( between 1950-60s) Book 1 in Crimson Crown series In the lawless corners of rural India, power isn't passed down - it's snatched, soaked in blood, and sealed with fear. Two factions. One throne. A history written in ashes. What began as a village rivalry twisted into generational hatred - where a forgotten massacre still echoes in silence, and grudges are carried like weapons. Years later, a single act sets the balance ablaze again: the daughter of the village head is taken - not for lust, but to remind them who once ruled these lands. This is not a love story. This is a story of thrones stolen, pride wounded, and vengeance reborn from the dust of the dead. But amidst gunpowder and grudges, a bond dares to bloom - dangerous, defiant, and unforgivable. Because when love grows where hate was sown, it doesn't heal - it burns. When loyalty turns to war and history claws its way back, only one legacy will survive. ...

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝. "𝐓𝐮𝐦 𝐮𝐬𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐡 𝐡𝐨 𝐣𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐚𝐣 𝐭𝐚𝐤 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐝𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐚, 𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐢." "𝐓𝐮𝐦 𝐮𝐬𝐬 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐛𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐡 𝐡𝐨 𝐣𝐢𝐬𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐚𝐣 𝐭𝐚𝐤 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐚, 𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐚." 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮. ~ 𝐀𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐲𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐌𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐫 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐈 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐟. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐈 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲. ~𝐑𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐀𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐌𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐫

Jiya Tripathi 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

"𝙇𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙪𝙢. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙖𝙣 𝙍𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙞𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪,𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚,𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙖-𝙀-𝙏𝙖𝙝𝙚𝙧." ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ It was a political marriage. Last wish of his dying father. Getting married and increasing his legacy, that's all he wanted. He wasn't supposed to have feelings for her let alone feel possessive.But why does it feel like she belongs to him, she was his all along.She was. She thought her life was over. She was sure of it.But...then how did she end up here?Which year is it? She is a rajput princess?But didn't she just died? 𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝗋𝖺𝗃𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦.𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘢𝘯'𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯? Let's take a look shall we? #firstbook in Unwanted Series A/N: The first few chapters were written when I barely knew anything about vocabulary or knew how to write a story. I started writing on impulse so it may seem a little immature. But please don't judge the book by reading the first few chapters. I