Basically this is my first story so please don't judge me . This story tells you about true and first sight love . Love doesn't depend on the rich, poor. It depends only on two hearts, who wants each other in their highest and lowest points . Here our Vihaan fell in love with the first sight . He wants to make Anaya his wife at any cost. Enjoy 😊 Possessive male lead He fell first and harder Arrange marriage She is his peace Thinks about only her She fell second Found her home in his Sensitive and shy Protective

Life is cruel, but sometimes strangely kind. Failure can break you-but what if it also reshapes you? What if the pieces you thought were lost are only waiting for someone else's broken pieces to complete them? This is not a story of perfect love. This is the story of Dhruv Rajput and Ishita Ranawat - two souls scarred by betrayal and pain, who once believed love and marriage were nothing but cages. Dhruv Rajput: a brilliant criminal lawyer, self-made, ambitious, fearless. Yet behind his perfection lies a quiet tragedy - betrayal that shattered his faith in love. His only anchor is his eight-month-old son, Akay. Love? For Dhruv, it's just a mask for the ugliest truths. Ishita Ranawat: strong yet delicate, soft yet unbending. Born into a family that saw daughters as burdens, forced into a toxic marriage, she watched her dreams and identity fade. When she gave life to her daughter, Vamika, she was cast aside. For Ishita, love is a cruel illusion. Two broken people. Two innocent children. Can Akay and Vamika become the reason their parents find light again? Can they heal wounds too deep and make their parents believe in second chances? When destiny forces Dhruv and Ishita into an arranged marriage neither wants, their hearts resist, their scars protest. But love has a way of seeping through even the hardest walls. Will Dhruv learn that not every woman betrays? Will Ishita discover that not every marriage is a cage? His Arranged Wife is a story of strength, trust rebuilt, and wounds healed - where two broken halves may finally find their whole.

A promise that has been made years ago ended tying two people in a sacred knot ... Her alliance got fixed with his brother but she ended up being his wife as Destiny played its card.... He never wished to get married...while she has always dreamt of being a wife and having her own family.... Join the journey of Prithivi and Pallavi to see what chaos this sudden marriage will bring into their lives .....

Y/N a girl sold to a mafia king and from his lust she became his life the journey of thier love...

"she's the drug, i am talking about." "She makes me high, with her scent" "She makes me addicted, with her body" "She ruins me, with herself" "She's more addicting, than cocaine" ❥⁠❥⁠❥ "Where's it?" He said calmly despite the anger which is hidden inside him which is about to brust out in my next answer but I stayed quiet. "I ASKED WHERE'S THE FUCKING POWDER ISUEL?" As expected i flinched. He always make me weak in the knees, and he knows his effect. Theres something in him that always makes me feel like he is in control of me. But I dint give up. He need to know I din't sign up to be his personal Therapist just to get scared and back off. "You don't need them" I closed my eyes knowing verry well what's coming next. His anger is something which no one can controll especially when he is longing for that white powder. " you're right, I don't need them, get on your knees cuz I need you" Saying this he started unbuckling his belt... ••• Jeon jungkook × choi Isuel Drug addict mafia × therapist. Au Dark romance. ••• Note :- pls imagine Isuel the way you want. Here in this story I imagined her as a Korean fragile and beautifull woman. Feel free to imagine her the way you guys want. Also note that jungkook is so dominant in this chapter and y/n is sub. But that doesn't mean y/n is a fragile girl who doesn't speak up for herself. Read the story for more info. ••• All rights reserved ©

"I DON'T WANT ANY SELFISH WOMAN AROUND MY CHILD!" Rudra roared, the glass shattering in his fist. "STOP IT, RUDRA," Siya said softly, tears brimming in her eyes. "I LOVE HIM... I WOULD NEVER HURT YOUR REYANSH." "DON'T SHOW ME THOSE FAKE TEARS OF YOURS!" he snapped, voice sharp like a blade, slamming his fist into the wall with a thud that echoed through the room. "YOU THINK I CAN'T SEE THROUGH THAT INNOCENT ACT? THAT SOFTNESS? IT'S ALL A LIE, ISN'T IT?" Siya dropped to her knees, heart breaking. "IT'S NOT ABOUT REYANSH, RUDRA... IT'S ABOUT YOU... YOU NEEDED LOVE, RUDRA." . . . ╰┈➤Rudra Singhania - a six-foot-tall man, breathtakingly handsome and steamingly hot, with a presence that commands attention. Grumpy as hell, CEO of Singhania Group of Industries Pvt. Ltd., recently returned from London. A man carved from ice and fire, he's a single parent to little Reyansh - just a few months old - trying to balance towering empires with tiny cries. He hates women, hates emotions, and despises the very idea of letting a nanny or any woman near his baby. ╰┈➤Siya Sharma - a beautiful, cheerful girl with a heart full of dreams and the weight of responsibilities on her shoulders. Daughter to a single mother and a protective elder sister, she balances her 4th year of architecture with the chaos of life. What she never saw coming was becoming the unexpected nanny to Rudra Singhania's baby - a twist of fate that would change everything. Two opposites. One roof. A child in between. Will Siya ever be more than just a nanny in Rudra's eyes? Will Reyansh open his heart to her? And will Rudra finally let love touch the parts of him he's buried deep?

18+ MATURE || Jungkook x Reader || "Get on your knees." That cute shyness, the playful shine in his eyes, the cheeky smile...it was gone. The sweet man I knew as Jungkook had vanished. His eyes were black, narrow, HUNGRY. His mouth was curled into a wicked smirk. He knew. He fucking knew. He knew that he could ask anything he wanted of me. And that I would fucking beg for him not to stop. "Y/N, I won't ask again. On. Your. Knees." *** Y/N can't believe her luck when her agency cinches the BTS deal. When moving to Seoul to work at the Korean branch of Sherman Talent, she assumed she might meet some young trainees, maybe some early debuts (that was, after all, the huge market that Sherman wanted to tap into), but she never imagined she and her team would actually win the contract for B-T-fucking-S. Saddled with overwhelming responsibility of securing English-speaking opportunities for one of seven of the world's most famous stars, Y/N works day and night to organise meetings, introductions, contacts, and schedules for whoever she is tasked with looking after. She watches as her team are paired off one by one, until there is only one idol left. And no amount of planning could have prepared her for Jeon Jungkook. *** #1 fanfiction #1 fanfic #1 bts #1 btsff #1 btssmut #1 btsmature #1 bangtanboys #1 btsmature #1 readerxjungkook

This is the poignant story of a woman who tragically lost her husband in an accident, leaving her alone and six months pregnant. This unexpected turn of events forced her to navigate a new chapter in her life. Despite her grief, she found herself arranged in a remarriage with the younger brother of her late husband by her family and in-laws. Join us as we delve into the complexities of two individuals coming together in marriage under such unique circumstances. How will their lives unfold as they embark on this new journey together? Tune in to know. #Remarriage.

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I was supposed to forget him. Just one night. One stupid, reckless, blazing hot night. I didn't even know his last name... But two months later, I'm pregnant with the heir to one of the most dangerous empires in the world. Damien Moretti is lethal, wealthy, and terrifyingly possessive. I built a life without him, poured everything into my boutique, held my head high, and decided I could do this on my own. Until he walked back into my life like a storm- demanding answers, demanding me. And he's not leaving without a fight. Now I'm stuck between a man who terrifies me and a future I never planned for... Because Damien doesn't just want the baby. He wants everything. My body. My heart. My soul. And once a Moretti claims something... He never lets Go His lips were fire-bruising, demanding, desperate as he pressed me back against the boutique's fitting room mirror. One hand gripped my hip like he owned it. The other slid down, low and reverent, stopping right where our child was growing inside me. "Mine," he growled against my skin, his voice ragged and possessive. "This baby... you... all of it. Mine." I should've pushed him away. But instead, I arched into him as his mouth traveled lower, whispering filthy promises over the swell of my barely-there bump before planting a hot kiss there. "You shouldn't be here," I whispered. He looked up at me with eyes that burned emerald. "Sweetheart... I'm never leaving." Written by:butterfly A stand alone book youtube channel filled with more characters is linked here www.youtube.com/@Butterflydream-m3o