╰┈➤ Book 1 of Nemesis Series. Agastya X Varnika 𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒄𝒆- 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆. 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈, 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔, 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆. 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚, 𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒛𝒆𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕. 𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒕. 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒛𝒆 𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒖𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇.♡ ---------------------♡♡------------------- Agastya Singh Rathore- the cold hearted man. Passionate, fearless, ambitious, the man for whom every girl prays, He only worships the love of his life - Varnika deewan. Sunshine for her loved ones, peril for her foes. courageous, dynamic, sangfroid, Every boy wishes to have her but she gives her heart to the king of her heart, Agastya. He fell in love with the demon and her angel eyes saw the good in the devil's. the Blend of romance with the dark games. Read out the intense, wild and dark love story of Agastya and Varnika who are stained in the colour of Love. Both are madly in love with

"You stop worrying about your sister and worry about yourself. You have said that today is my marriage but I have made a slight change in it." he said with menacing smirk playing on his face. "What change" she asked as she was not getting good vibes from him. "It is true that today I am getting married but not with Mahi but with you." He stated like it's not a big deal that he swapped the brides. Her eyes widened in shock and disbelief. She stared at him without blinking her eyes. She couldn't bring herself to believe what he just had said. She asked him in her trembling voice "W...What d...did y...you s....say?" He leaned on her face dangerously close "I said that you will marry me today and in the same mandap (pavilion). Before you refuse me, let me tell you that your sister and your family's life is in my hands if you try do something. If you try to refuse marriage or try to tell anyone about this then your sister will be the first person whose life I will smash. It will be better for you not to waste my and your time, wear wedding lehenga quietly and come to the mandap. go and get ready. yes, one more thing you must remember that no one should see your face till we get married so that the marriage can be done smoothly. I don't want any drama before marriage." She was silently listening to him as she was too numb to react. She couldn't even think of marrying a person like him. How could she marry a person whom she couldn't even talk to properly?? "How can I marry you?" his eyebrows raised in anger hearing her question. He took out his phone to call someone and ordered staring deep into her eyes making her heart sink in fear and dread "kill Mahi." She kneeled down joining her hands infront of him and begged him crying historically "Please don't do this". He raised his one eyebrow in questioning manner and asked her "So will you marry me?" She didn't say anything. Seeing Her silent, He told the man again "Kill her." "Yes, I will marry you."

The story unfolds the sweet tender moments of Rishabh and Paridhi, how their love blossoms, during and after their (arranged love) marriage. Paridhi is a sweet and kind soul, the perfect sanskari girl, shy and polite, she is 24 and working as a graphic designer. Rishabh is the average nerdy guy, an architect and someone who never in his life of 27 years had a girlfriend but always manifested a loving partner. How will these two shy and introverted souls carry their marriage and what will be their story? To know more follow "Dheere Dheere Se" _________________________________________ Rishabh carried me towards the bed and slowly placed our bodies without breaking the contact. "This was a little difficult to do" he said breathlessly. I giggled and asked "who asked you to carry me all the way round then?" Sliding next to me he spoke "You always told me about your book men who carry their women, I wanted to try the same with my woman" I couldn't stop the huge grin that took over my face and pecked on his lips, pulling my body over him. Looking at my amused face he asked "what?" "Nothing. You're just adorable" I said playing with his fluffy hair, halfly lying on his body. "Am I?" He asked teasingly "Umm-hmm" Our eyes locked together, and he brought his head upwards towards me while I captured his lips with mine. Longing, desperation, tiredness all turned into warmth, coziness and us. He rolled our bodies together and I was in the bed now while he topped me. I was waiting for him to make the move. My breath getting heavier, it was a long day, a long week actually exhaustion, sleepless nights and overworking but I was so prepared for him to devour me like the day after that movie. Instead Rishabh kissed my forehead. "I know you're tired, we don't have to do it now" saying he scooted on his side. He took my hands into his and threaded them together and we fell into a peaceful silence in each other's presence.

(Not a fanfiction) Siddharth Singh Rathore, an arrogant billionaire. Ishika Maheswari, an innocent soul. Two opposites arranged together. Their marriage is like the marriage of sun to moon. Siddharth ki siddat, Ishika ka Ishq... Shaadi ka atoot bandhan... With just a few twists... 'Isharth' ki iss cute si love story ka hissa baniye aur 'do anjaane ajnabiyo' ka 'ek rooh, ek Jaan' tak ke safar mi humare saath chaliye. D I S C L A I M E R "Cliche" Is my middle name😉 This story is based in India. Mixed use of Hindi and English ( kyuki Hindi mi feel hai boss ;⁠) Mention of Indian traditions and lots of pictures (none of which is owned by me) Language: Hinglish Status: Completed