....˖☆𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 + 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞☆˖.... "You can't marry him Vaani" I said staring deep in her eyes gritting my teeth my chest tighten with unfamiliar and unbearable pain , just the thought of her being with someone else kills me so much. "Why?" She asked adding salt on my wounds anger consumed me at this moment, while tightening my grip on her arms and pulling her closer I let out a painful chuckle and said " Because he don't deserve someone like you he deserves someone much better" I could feel the burn in my eyes, my tears are fighting to rolled down my eyes but I didn't let them , hurting her is hurting me more than she could imagine. She remained silent tears rolled down her eyes damage caused by my words were clearly visible in her eyes , I am dying to hug her comfort her but the betrayal the, damge ,the pain I am carrying all these years stopped me from doing so. "Do you hate me this much Nirvaan?" She asked in painful voice looking straight in my eyes , my heart clenched painfully on her condition , I wiped her tears and whispered so softly that she can't hear it. "𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── "Aap ke ye aanshu humare zakhmo pe namak ka kaam karte hai Vaani " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ★𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐏𝐔𝐓★ " I was thrown in dark dead night enough times to realise I am not worthy to meet sunshine" ★𝐍𝐈𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃★ "I am dying to be her sunshine so bright to her dark dead night yet, so warm to melt away all her pain" ______________

Earlier known as The Second Chance [The book is unedited once its get complete it will be rewritten] 𝗩𝗜𝗗𝗬𝗨𝗧 𝗫 𝗠𝗔𝗔𝗡𝗩𝗜 𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗜 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗥 𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦 ✧ What would happen when a widow gets married to the Sarpanch of seven villages who is a single father of a Baby girl. How they are going to survive in marriage by constantly hearing the taunts of villagers about their marriage. ✧ 𝗩𝗶𝗱𝘆𝘂𝘁 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗿 ( 𝟯𝟱 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗼𝗹𝗱) married to his first love 𝗠𝗮𝗮𝗻𝘃𝗶 (𝗣𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗸) 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗿 with whom he could not get married at first place but when destiny gave him the second chance he could not hold but grab it. ✧ •1870s •Desi Romance •Age Gap •Second Marriage •Widow X Single Father

Part 1 of the Rajvanshi series. A tale of love is to be written for those who know the risk. A story of three brothers and how they maneuver through life with their wives. Six people, three couples, one story. --------- Winner of Soul Awards 2022- Best story in Drama Previously known as the Rajvanshi's. A comparatively more detailed synopsis inside. Strong female and male characters. --------- A multicouple book

Chahat Rai & Harvey Falcon When they were four, they met. When they were six, he knew she is his Bella. Growing up they only wanted each other. Best friends forever, she thought. When they were eighteen she knew, he was not just her best friend. When they were nineteen, hearts and promises were broken. For eleven years, hatred kept them apart. Now they are thirty, hate and hurt still heavy in their hearts. Will a forced arrange marriage heal the broken hearts and redeem the lost trust? Book #3 in The Brotherhood series Tropes - Best friends to enemies Enemies to lovers Forced/Arrange marriage Grumpy x sunshine

manchala ji and manisha ji

Kuch Mature Short Humare pyare Abhisha pe 18+ Two Short Story

MATURE story! Manan arrange marriage story! But with a Mature twist Short Romantic Story

" Mumma, I am eighteen right now. I've not even started my college and you want me to get married to man who is six years older! This is not fair." I shouted, exasperated. " Swara, your sister has betrayed all of us and has run away from her own wedding. All the guests are waiting for the bride to come out. You know your grandfather's medical condition . He will not be able to take any shock right now and you if you don't go out, his hard earned reputation will get tainted and he may not be able to absorb this shock." Mumma tried to reason. " What about Aditya....? I call him jiju (brother in law) for god's sake maa!" I exclaimed. " He will be okay with this marriage." Amrita aunty said, entering the room. " Mumma...this is going to spoil three lives." I tried, talking sense. " Swara, beta please do this for both of the families." Aunty said, folding her hands in front of me. " I need to talk to him first." I demaded to which both of them obliged and within next five minutes, my so called jiju was standing in front of me. " I tried to reason out with them. Turns out they did not understand. Didi loves you. I think she must have been forced to take this decision." I said, defending Kritika di. " Forced? Her letter clearly states otherwise." He spoke with so much hatred in his voice. I kept quiet. " Get dressed and come to the mandap (pavilion)" He said and left the room, banging the door on his way. " Thank you so much ganpati bappa (god) for throwing me in this mess." I muttered and without an option, started getting ready. God, what is going to happen with my life now!

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧. ☆°•°☆☆°•°☆ "𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 ? 𝑰 𝒆𝒙𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒆𝒙𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝑰𝒏𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒉 " ───※ ·❆· ※─── 𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝔀𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓰𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓫𝓪𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓷 𝓪 𝓵𝓲𝓮? ───※ ·❆· ※─── 𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐇 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 Inayah despises the idea of arrange marriage. Growing up with an abusive father inayah never believed in the idea of getting married one day . She has always been busy chasing her dream to become a painter , But when her father all of a sudden gambles her to get married to the richest and the most successful man in the country, her dreams are crushed and swiped under the carpet and she only has one feeling set for her future husband : Hatred. ☆°•°☆ 𝐀𝐑𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐑𝐀 Arhaan always thought that marriage will be better than ones wildest dreams from the moment he saw the girl of his dreams in his college. Loving your academic rival from afar always have a beauty of its own even though sometimes it's unbearable and painful. But when one day his father announces that he will be marrying the girl of his father's choice in a week his dreams are shattered and he only have one feeling set for his future wife:contempt