She was Excited to come back home after several years but she didn't know that what is waiting for her at her home. On the second day of her arrival , suddenly her life got changed and she got married to her Would be brother in law, who supposed to get married to her sister. Now khushi don't have any choice except to live with the person, who is completely stranger to her. ... will she able to live in this marriage or end up breaking it.

They say, "Blood is thicker than water" In her case Blood means her family sells her off to the richest man in India for money. Water means her in-laws purchased her for their own selfish reasons with a condition of her leaving her job which she feels as her self respect. Who is she? Why her own family sold her? What is her in-laws selfish motive? Please join me to this emotions journey of our dear Arshi. Characters belongs to famous star tv channel show ippknd, but the plot is solely mine.

Arshi's Fanfiction ❤️ ~ Continuation from Payal asked Khushi not to interfere in others matter { Season 8 : Ep 5 } ~ Copyright © 2022 All rights are reserved !

Life's not as similar as for everyone. It gives happiness for a few and sadness for a few. It GIVES everything for a few and SNATCHES everything from a few. Sometimes, it amazes them to give the "snatched happiness" back to them too... How does it feel if it gives the happiness back in an unexpected way...? In an unexpected situation? How do THEY feel if life gives them another chance to them those who were fed up, thinking like, everything is over?

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒓. 𝑭𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒋𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒂𝒊𝒛𝒂𝒅𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒖𝒑𝒕𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒈𝒐 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓.

Everything was smooth and fine. Arnav and Khushi, after a hell journey, were about to get remarried when dadi came with a blast. Dadi's revelations about Garima was followed by Arnav not turning up for the marriage leaving behind his bride.

What if after the "I Love you dammit" show down, Arnav and Khushi end up consummating their marriage?

This is a Short Story related to Arnav and Khushi's contract/hate marriage track. On their wedding night what if Arnav couldn't bear to let Khushi sleep outside in cold Delhi air? Can there be a different end to the torturous night? Can he really hate her? Peep in to find out.. Disclaimer: Explosive content. Not for the faint hearted. Vanilla people stay away! 🙃 Praises from my Lovely Readers: - I wish IPK could be rewinded and the CVs had read this...Kaash...Nevertheless, the only way we can get to see how we want our Arshi behaving is only through creative fans and writers like you. Superb. : by UshaVijay5 - You really hit the top 10 by offering this story to me. Thank you very much. I'm really a sworn fan of the ArShi theme of stories. And I really read this story in one go. - By GenuteVaisviliene - Soo good I loved your story. My heart is like ' Abhi na jao chor ke ' but it ended. Hope to see more works from you. - By AnamikaAcharjee - Awesome dear . Lovd it n beautifuly written - ByGod6812 - You are ending your story soo soon, please don't end it . - By Priyam18, GarimaShrivasatava, jkarayi - Beautiful pendown - By AnilaMohan5

What if Arnav realizes that Khushi is innocent on the day of Holi after their Contract marriage. What will Arnav do to protect Anjali and Khushi? How will he correct his mistakes? Will he ever confess his feelings for Khushi? Will they have their Happily ever after??? This story is based on the Starplus show, Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon.

#17 in freedom out of 15.7K Stories - as of 29/12/2022 Khushi is a kind soul and always loved enjoying her freedom. Freedom comes with its risks; by the time she realized it, she forgot what freedom was and embraced what life had to offer her. And then he came dropping himself into her life. And she had to entwine in his threads in a weird way. She was about to weave it ultimately and fate had to play with her. Freedom had flung into her life again and her few memories lay in the corner, not woven and wanting to be woven in much-needed desperation.