"Some bonds are written long before they are spoken." At just six years old, Shivanya Chauhan was married off in the name of tradition. To her innocent mind, it was nothing more than a game of "playing house." But to Rudraksh Singh Rathore - sixteen, city-bred, and bound by his grandfather's dying wish - it became a silent burden and a sacred promise. Years passed. He left to chase his dreams - a soldier forged in the fire of discipline and duty. She stayed behind - a bride in waiting, her life molded by customs, her heart clinging only to his memory. Twelve years later, Rudraksh returns as a decorated officer, and Shivanya stands before him as a woman - no longer the curious child he once protected. Yet between them lies a bond that defies time, silence, and distance. Was it only a vow he had to fulfill? Or a love written in destiny long before either of them understood it? ✨ A tale of promises, longing, and a love that outlives tradition.

She belonged to the soil, he belonged to power- love made them belong to each other. ______________________________________ |||• • -~°-~°-~°-~°•||| Arjun-an MLA with a composed exterior and a heart trained to choose duty over desire-arrives in a quiet village carrying official files, unquestioned authority, and a past he never speaks of. For him, this visit is temporary. Another assignment. Another place he will eventually leave behind. Roshni is the sarpanch's daughter, rooted in the soil of her village. She believes in love, in people, in staying when it matters. Her world is warm and familiar-until a stranger with unreadable eyes enters her home... and slowly, her life. When Arjun stays in the sarpanch's house, their paths cross in narrow corridors, shared dinners, and stolen glances that linger longer than they should. Between official meetings and moonlit nights, something begins to grow- slow, forbidden, and dangerous. |||• Because some love stories are written in pain, •||| |||• And some hearts break in silence •||| ___________________________________________ °^°^°^°^°^°^ She was the calm he never asked for, yet always needed. Highly mature content

Tropes Forced Arranged marriage Enemies to lovers Banter Billionaire North Indian X South Indian Best friend's brother Sassy heroine Smut Hridhaya always knew Karthick was bad for her blood pressure-grumpy, arrogant, and permanently stuck in rage mode. But when their families drop the ultimate MARRIAGE bomb and decide they should get married, she realizes she's officially living in her worst nightmare. HRIDHAYA: Marrying Karthick worser than to: ❌ Be buried under a mountain of cockroaches. ❌ Watch a three-hour TV serial in slow motion (with dramatic zoom-ins on everyone's shocked face). ❌ That's worse than being trapped in an elevator with a nosy auntie. ❌Worser than eating soggy panipuri all my life But no. Instead of living my peaceful, Karthick-free life, I'm now stuck in a wedding I never signed up for-with him, Mr Always Angry, cactus Karthick. The man who argues with me like it's his full-time job.This isn't a wedding. This is a hostage situation. KARTHICK: If someone had told me I'd be married to Hridhaya, I would have laughed in their face. Or screamed. Or maybe jumped into a crocodile-infested river-less painful than this. I hate her Because marrying Hridhaya? ❌ Using a blunt razor on the face and ending up with battle scars. ❌ Worse than being stuck in a never-ending WhatsApp family group. ❌ Worse than getting stuck in traffic right before reaching home when you really need to pee. She's bossy, loud, and has an answer for everything. And now? She's my wife.This is not a marriage. This is a lifetime sentence. The Real Problem? Between petty sabotage, accidental attraction, and a wedding they never asked for, their battle isn't just about avoiding marriage anymore-it's about surviving it. Because the more they fight, the closer they get... and the closer they get, the more dangerous this game becomes. Brace yourselves. This isn't just a wedding. It's an all out war.

Not a love story. 𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗮 𝗚𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿'𝘀 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘽𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙂𝙞𝙧𝙡. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘎𝘪𝘳𝘭... 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥'𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵. 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻... When love crosses its limits, it turns into junoon. And when that junoon loses control... it destroys everything. 𝗥𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗺 𝗩𝗼𝗵𝗿𝗮... a name that rules the dark world. A man with no heart. No mercy. No limits. For him, people are just games... and emotions are nothing but weakness. And then there's... 𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗼𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗮 𝘈 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. A survivor of a past so cruel... 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚, 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙡. Junoon... a victim of a tragedy. Raham... the reason behind countless tragedies. What happens when a man who destroys lives... meets a girl whose life is already destroyed? He doesn't feel pity. 𝙃𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙨 𝙊𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣... 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘯. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘮𝘢𝘥. Raham, a playboy who never stayed... 𝙁𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙤

"Vee..er" her moans echoing in the room. "Yes..baby you are gonna take it like a good girl you are..hmm." Two souls bounded by an arrange marriage. Their relationship is bounded by love and care what will happen when someone interfere in their marriage and tries to break it? ABHIR SINGH RATHORE. 28 years old, eldest son of Rathore family and CEO of Rathore Industries. Very arrogant, cold and rude business man but for his family he's the most kind and calm person. He knows what he do and that's why he's one of the top business man in India. Never took interest in any girl, what will happen when the particular sound of anklets will catch him off guard? ARIYA MALHOTRA A very kind yet bold girl. Psychologist by passion and loves to interact with people. Always wants to make everyone happy. But sometimes making everyone happy isn't enough and being kind can cause you problems. What will happen when she will be taken away from her family? Will Ariya be able to tell everyone about everything that happened to her? But what actually happened to her? "UPDATE ON ALTERNATE DAYS..NO UPDATE ON SUNDAYS"

She came out of the washroom, her stomach emptied from relentless vomiting. In her trembling hand, she held a pregnancy kit-two unmistakable pink lines stared back at her, declaring the beginning of a life growing inside her. She froze, eyes locked on the test. "No... no... this can't be happening," she whispered, her voice cracking before she collapsed to her knees, tears streaming down her face. Just then, the door creaked open. He walked in. The moment she saw him, she sprang to her feet, stormed towards him, and grabbed his collar. Her eyes blazed with fury and betrayal. "You cheated me! You trapped me in this marriage!" she shouted, her voice trembling with rage. "You manipulated me, married me, and now this?" she yelled, thrusting the test in front of his face. He stared at it in confusion, but as his eyes registered the two pink lines, understanding dawned. Slowly, a smile spread across his face. She's pregnant... She's carrying my baby... I'm going to be a father. His heart raced with happiness. His plan had worked. She threw the kit to the floor and began pounding her fists against his chest, sobbing, "Why? Why did you do this to me? What did I ever do to deserve this? You've ruined my life! I hate you... I hate you! And I will never forgive you!" A twisted, guilty joy stirred in his chest. As much as it hurt to see her like this, a selfish part of him felt victorious. He couldn't bear the thought of losing her-so he did what he had to do. If love wasn't enough to keep her, then maybe responsibility would be. At least now, she was tied to him... if not by choice, then by duty. He knew her parents would never let her walk away, not with a baby on the way. And maybe-the child could bring them closer. Maybe it could fix what he broke. He smirked, a dark thought creeping in. Now, she couldn't leave. She was TRAPPED WITH HIM. FOREVER.

♡•°~Healing Romance Shivika Bhardwaj made one mistake-she fell in love and got pregnant before marriage. Her family didn't forgive her... they threw her out like she never mattered. And then there's Rakshit Mahajan-an orphan who has everything money can buy... but not a single person to share his silence with. He feels deeply-pain, anger, sadness-but all he's ever shown is silence. He believed he was meant to live unloved, unseen, and alone. Two strangers. Two broken hearts. One quiet connection that changes everything. Story of second chance, unspoken love, and healing that begins in the most unexpected way. TROPES:- * Unexpected Marriage * Slow-burn * Pregnancy Before Marriage * Agegap * Second chance * Abandoned X Orphan * Classical Dancer X Businessman * Strong MMC * Happy Ending Read their story and see how healing found them.

18+🔞 Village head x Collector Power x law Married at twenty-two in an arranged union, Adhira Rao had a life mapped out for duty and discipline. Encouraged by her husband, she pursued her dreams and became the youngest IAS officer in her cadre at twenty-four. Mahavir Rathod - Jamendar of the village, ruthless in business, feared by rivals, commanding in the outside world - built an empire, but inside his home, he built a sanctuary for his wife. Outside the door, they are worlds apart: Adhira with her laws, Mahavir with his power. Inside, the world disappears. They are obsessive, passionate, and utterly devoted to each other. Every touch, every glance, every heated moment belongs to them and them alone. In a village where loyalty is currency, power rules, and every outside gaze judges them, Adhira and Mahavir live by one law - whatever happens outside, stays outside. Because behind closed doors, they are not just husband and wife. They are fire and desire, obsession and love, unbreakable and untouchable. strictly 18+ if you feel uncomfortable then feel free to leave

Where Daksh and Avni, two strangers in marriage, try to find a path to love in the mist of awkwardness and stolen glances.

Some stories are not meant to last forever, but they do live in moments. Talab is not just a collection of stories. It's a collection of cravings. Craving for love. For closure. For one last conversation. For peace. For madness. For something that almost was. Inside this book, you'll find strangers who became soulmates in five messages. Lovers who lost each other but never forgot. Friends who laughed like nothing hurt, while everything did. Every story is a little world of its own. Some will make you laugh. Some will ache. Some will stay with you longer than expected. Because that's what Talab is - a yearning for people, feelings, and fragments... that never really leave.