Kahani, 19-too young to have seen so much, yet forced to carry a past she never truly understood. Once married to Rishi, her life changed before she could even make sense of it. Abhi, 26-mature, composed, and deeply devoted. A man who loved once, and lost everything when Ananya left the world... leaving behind not just memories, but a final wish. A wish that binds two strangers into a marriage neither of them chose. What begins as an obligation slowly turns into something neither expected. Tropes: Second Chance at Love Arranged Marriage Love After Loss Slow Burn Found Family Emotional Healing From Responsibility to Love Soft Domestic Romance Protective & Gentle Male Lead

"How can you kiss my sister?" Avantika came near them and asked with her hands on his hips. Little angry at what he did. "like this" he said and pulled Advika towards him. Catching her waist, he quickly plastered an elegant kiss on Advika's lips again. With wide shock, Advika turned turned to see him standing so casually. Withdrawing herself from his hold, Advika moved to her sister side to avoid any other open kiss show in front of her sibling. "hey how dare you?" before Avantika could complete her sentence, he caught hold of Advika's hand and strode towards the door to go meet others downstairs.

Vishwamithran, a tall ,handsome guy with strict demeanor, making it tuff for girls to lure him. Will there be a Menaka to seduce him?? Will she succeed in breaking the penance of this Vishwamithran? A very short story of Vishwa and how he is seduced.

Chandani Mishra had no hopes of finding a suitable life partner for her and certainly not in the man her father chose. A dreamy personality with immense love for books she was and only wished for a fairytale love story. Little did she imagined that the man her father had chosen would be tall and handsome with a smile to die upon. Abhimanyu Gupta, a dedicated army officer had only one goal in his life, to make his nation proud. He always avoided the topic of marriage but when his mother forcibly got him to meet her, he couldn't help but agree and it was the best decision he had ever made. Join me in an enchanting tale of Chandani and Abhimanyu as they find their love between the saga of dedication and sacrifices.

A short story Bound by the sacred bond of an arranged marriage, their union began not with passion but with tradition. For her, it was love at first sight-an unexpected and overwhelming connection she felt the moment they met. He, on the other hand, hadn't been searching for a wife, nor did he expect love to bloom in the quiet moments they shared. Yet, over time, her warmth and presence wove their way into his heart, and against his own reservations, he fell deeply in love with her. They built a world together, filled with shared dreams and quiet happiness. But just as their love reached its peak, their time together was cut short, and their fleeting happiness became a bittersweet memory.

In the late 1990s, as the Kargil war raged, a nineteen-year-old bride lived in quiet torment. Her husband had left for the front, their marriage still fresh with unspoken dreams, and she was left behind with nothing but hope. Day after day, she sat by the wooden door, her eyes fixed on it as though sheer will could make it open. Every footstep on the street, every knock, every echo of boots made her heart surge-only to fall again into silence. The house carried his absence like a wound: his books untouched, his scent still lingering on the uniform folded away. At night, she clutched his photograph, whispering, "Come back soon... your bride waits." Outside, the world honored its soldiers, but inside her heart only one question remained-would he return to her, or would the door never open again? So let us step into her world, into that silent home filled with echoes of love and longing. Let us watch her wait, with trembling hope and tear-stained prayers. And together, let us turn the pages of her story... to discover whether the soldier she loved returned to her arms, or remained only in her memories.

Aksh left his newlywed wife after 1 week of their marriage...alone...all alone... And the reason behind this, is something you all want to know. •~•~•~• This is my second story guys and believe me give it a chance you wont regret reading the book. I dont want to reveal here much, so to know more you have to take a look inside. Thank you...

Once upon a time, men and women entered marriage with very clear policies regarding the division of labour: he would go to work and "bring home the bacon," while she would stay at home and cook, clean, and raise the children. Things aren't the same as they used to be. Modern Indian romance, intimacies, and marriages are far more complicated than assessments and reality television shows portray. In India, arranged marriages are an unique and complex process. People seek a 'soulmate' with whom they can spend the rest of their lives, but they also have specific expectations of the potential bride or groom. There is a strong narrative about finding love, compatibility, and connection, but what stands out is a real intent to replicate class identities beneath all of this. In a country that depends on a spending population, "middle class" is a necessary armour, a shared language, a value system, and, more importantly, a way of life. Life may be unjust, irritating, and disarmingly disappointing on most days. Being middle class, on the other hand, creates character in a culture obsessed with the need to be a part of the rat race. Marriage also places the onus of making sacrifices, concessions, and making the marriage work on the couple. This tale illuminates the unseen and underappreciated aspects of an Indian arranged marriage, the life of a middle-class wife and husband and their shared responsibilities as they navigate through life. Immense amount of desi tadka awaiting your way. *I don't own the illustration on the poster.*

IT'S NOT LIKE THAT SHE KEPT REMEMBERING HIM EVERY DAY AND EVERY NIGHT BUT WHEN SHE WAS ALONE WITH HER THOUGHTS, HIS THOUGHT USED TO COME ACROSS HER THOUGHTS JUST TO REMIND ABOUT THE BREATHES SHE WAS HAVING RIGHT THEN WERE THE SOUVENIR OF HIS TO HER.

Opposite attracts But... What if Both have same nature. This story has a beautiful blend of family warmth, character depth, and an unfolding connection between Randhir and Sanyukta. The contrast between Randhir's shy, reserved nature and Sanyukta's innocent yet expressive personality adds intrigue. Copyright Notice This story and its characters are the original work of the author. Unauthorized reproduction, distribution, or adaptation of any part of this work without explicit permission is strictly prohibited. All rights are reserved by the creator. If you wish to share or reference this work, please provide proper credit to the author.