⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ 𝑼𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝑪𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒔 𝑺𝒌𝒊𝒆𝒔 ᥫ᭡ They both were betrayed by love, but 𓇻 kehte hain khuda ne is jahan mein sabhi ke liye kisi na kisi ko hai bnaya har kisi ke liye. 𓇼 ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗱𝘂 🐚 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝘂𝗹 (blossom) ★ ✯ ⋆ 𖦹 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒚𝒓𝒂 𝑲𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒊 - Worst nightmare of a nonchalant guy.the chaos in sunshine form,with playlists louder than her height. She's his chaand sifarish. 𖦹 𝑹𝒆𝒆𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒓𝒂 - The void she's not choosing but never wanna escape either. Read people like pages yet ignore them like his textbooks. Except her. He's her jhalla wallah. ⋆ ✵ ~ ˚ ｡ 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒕. 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒎 𝒊 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖? she asked tiptoeing. 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒊 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓 he knelt to her height. 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆? brown eyes held his. 𝒊 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓. 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕~𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒐. he promised. For the ones who wanted to be his first choice.༊ *NEVER JUDGE A BOOK BY IT'S NUMBER OF VIEWS AND BEFORE 15 CHAPTERS💌* kuchupuchuss begin below 𖦹 Dedicated to his GUL💌-·

❝Bhoot pret nikat nahi aavey, Mahavir jab naam sunavey...❞ It was late at night, when I heard a knock on the window. I froze hearing the knock. Slowly, I got up from my study table and tiptoed toward my bed, trying to decide if I should check the window. But something told me not to, so I climbed on the bed instead. I'm not opening that window. I know how in horror movies, the main character hears some creepy noise and runs straight towards it. Like hello? do they not care there could be a whole-ass ghost waiting to jump on them? Another knock. I squeezed my eyes shut, gripping the blanket tightly. If this is how I die, I swear I'm haunting the ghost back. I was on the verge of running to wake up my parents when I heard a sneeze and then... my name whispered slowly. "Pratiksha." It clicked in an instant. Oh god! I shot up from the bed, hurriedly unlocking and opening the window. Before I could even react, he tumbled through and fell directly on the floor with a thud. I gasped in shock, half laughing but also panicking at the sight of him in my room. "How did you-" I started to ask, but he quickly clamped his hand over my mouth. I stared at him. He leaned in closer and whispered, "Don't make noise, or we'll both be in trouble." What. Is. Happening. ~~~ If overthinking was a sport, she would have won every time. He, on the other hand, one moment, he was the smoothest guy around. The next, he was doing something completely silly just for fun. Together, they were like a perfect mess. But a twist of destiny tore them apart. Six years later, they met again, the love that once bloomed was now buried under layers of hatred, from both sides. Could they move past the hurt, the anger and the six years that had turned them into stranger?

#Fate series3 Ten years ago, I broke her.Back then, we were just school kids-rivals, toppers, always one step apart. I couldn't bear the thought of her beating me. So, I did the unthinkable. I faked love. I told her I loved her... just to distract her from her studies. I played the perfect lover-walked beside her, stood up for her, made her feel safe. She believed me. She trusted me. She fell in love. And when the results came, when I finally topped the school-I shattered her. I told her it was all a lie. She didn't cry. She didn't scream. She just... left. Left the country. Left me with a guilt that never stopped eating me alive. And only then did I realize-somewhere in all that pretending... I had truly fallen for her. But it was too late. Now, ten years later, she's back.. Not as the same girl I left behind-but as a woman who's stronger, colder... and sitting beside me in this sacred moment, where we're being bound together in marriage-an arranged one set by our families. But something tells me this marriage isn't about new beginnings for her. It's about revenge.

"𝐼𝑛 𝑎 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑠ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑛." 𝘿𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙖 is kind, too kind and strong in the way that makes people forget she bleeds too. Love was never expected, only endurance. So when her father asked her to marry she nodded... not out of hope, but habit. 𝙑𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙧𝙖, grew up in a home that taught him how to build empires but never taught him how to ask for a hug. Marriage was never part of the plan until a hospital room, a fading pulse, and the one man he could never disappoint whispered a final wish. Neither expected warmth. Neither expected understanding. And they definitely didn't expect comfort in each's other's silence. A tale of quiet yearning- an arranged marriage where silence becomes a language and love sneaks in when no one's looking. - M 💌

[Featured - AmbassadorsIN] ༻❁༺ Every heart sings a song, incomplete until another heart whispers back. ༻❁༺ Kabir, a widowed single father, finds himself setting foot in the waters of marriage again. Heer, a thirty-year-old single woman, decides to get married, only to fulfil her grandmother's last wish. With the heavy baggage of the past, scars of broken and hurting relationships, and differences, will the two ever survive this arrangement? Find more in Prelude. [Completed]

Katha was only 25 when she chose her daughter over her husband. Vedant wanted a son. When Vedika was born, he withdrew-never holding her, never celebrating her, never seeing her as more than a burden. So Katha did what generations of women were told not to- she divorced him. She left. She walked away from silence, from a loveless marriage, and from a house that never saw her daughter. She returned home to Kashi, hoping to rebuild something soft, safe, and loving for Vedika. What she didn't expect... was Rudraksh Thakur. Her first love. Her ex boyfriend. The boy who broke her. Now a man who won't stop fighting to earn her back. Where Vedant failed, Rudraksh rises. As a father to Vedika. As a lover to Katha. Because no matter what time took from him-she was always his. But after everything.. he did to her in the past... Will Katha be able to give him a second chance? Will Katha let herself be loved again-by the man who once shattered her? **** "Rudraksh... I have a daughter..." Katha whispered against his lips. His hand slid to her bare waist beneath the saree, pulling her closer, his lips brushing against her neck. Slowly, he began to kiss her there. She gasped, but he didn't stop. "No, Katha..." he murmured, voice low and certain. "Vedika is our daughter." Tropes: • Single Mother x First love • Second Chances • Obsessive but Soft Hero • Small Town / Kashi Romance • Old school Romance

°• ☆ Dev & Meera ☆ •° Prem ki dhun ✨️ She believed love was devotion. And he devoted himself - only to her. Dev Oberoi was the new boy in school - charming, carefree, and carrying the kind of smile that could make anyone's day brighter. He was the talk of every hallway, the boy everyone wanted to be around. Everyone, except one girl. Meera Mishra - the quiet one with two neat braids and round glasses, who found peace in prayers instead of popularity. While others sang songs for their crushes, Meera sang for her God. Her voice was soft, pure, and filled with something that felt divine - a kind of innocence that words could never capture. Born into an Indian Army family, Meera grew up with discipline, dignity, and devotion stitched into her soul. She carried her values like a second skin, calm yet strong, gentle yet unshakable. There was something about her - a glow that came not from being seen, but from being good. He was the storm everyone ran toward. She was the calm he didn't know he needed. And when their worlds finally touched, love didn't arrive with fireworks - it came like a prayer. Quiet, pure, and impossibly real. Because sometimes, love isn't about promises or forever. Sometimes, it's about devotion - simple, selfless, and true. Radhe Radhe.

PRERNA MATHUR is a beautiful and successful businesswoman, but the shallow world has reduced her existence to just looks and richness. Being the only earning member of her house since a young age and choosing the hard path of sacrifice was an inspiration for many but a curse for her. She has grown resentful after years of being controlled by the expectations of her family, society and herself. What will happen when she is tied in a marriage with a man who is totally opposite of her ideal type? SARTHAK AHUJA is a free-spirited, friendly and hard-working man. Being the youngest and most favorite member of a wealthy and influential family, he was bounded by no limits. But he hides a dark side of him from the world, which can be very problematic and dangerous when provoked. After living selflessly since birth, he chooses himself for once and this decision turns his life upside down. He has married a woman who is older and her one look ignites the flames of daring in his heart. ~Tropes~ ♡ Desi Story ♡ Unrequited Love ♡ Forced Proximity ♡ Billionaire Romance ♡ Bestfriend's Brother-in-law ♡ Obsessed MMC Released on:- 7 May, 2024 (Photos used in this story belong to their respected owner.)

Chanda's First marriage was Abusive, Making her Dead from inside with no hope that she can trust anyone But gets tied up into a Second Marriage with IAS Surya Deshmukh, Who Married to Protect her from the Harsh Society. Their Relationship starts with Zero Expectations and She having Zero Trust on Surya cause her First Husband was Abusive. They are in the Marriage but like individuals who are held to be together but there is a Twist. She is Chaotic and He is calm !

Ishika married Sahil out of love. However, their marriage lasted only 2 years and her life became struggling mess after the divorce. . . . I never cared much for money; all I ever wanted was a happy married life with the love of my life, Sahil Malhotra. When we agreed to marry, I was filled with joy, believing that we would build a beautiful future together. But what should have been a dream soon morphed into a nightmare. The love I once cherished vanished, replaced by a suffocating darkness. Each day felt heavier, with the hope of love and I never imagined that the man I adored could cause me so much pain. I fought for us, hoping that one day he would love me back, but the love I longed for never came. I have made my decision: I will divorce him and reclaim my life. I refuse to let this misery define me any longer. My only goal now is to protect my younger brother, my last tether to a happier time. Since the tragic accident that stole our parents, he has become my everything. I won't be dependent on anyone. I will build a career, forge my own path, and create a life where we can both find peace. With every step I take, I'll carry the weight of our past, but I'll also embrace the hope of a brighter future. I'm ready to fight for our happiness, no matter the cost. Sahil and Ishika's relationship is a turbulent saga of passion and conflict. The tension between them simmers, fueled by misunderstandings and unspoken desires. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~^~~~~~~~~^~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ #1 in regret #1 in divorce #2 in lovestory #2 in ceo #2 in wife #2 in loveatfirstsight #3 in jealousy #4 in wattpadindia