She never expected her brothers to marry her off at 20. He never expected to wake up with a wife he never chose. And now their worlds collide under one roof... and one surname. Ojaswini Pradhan soft-spoken, mountain girl from Mussoorie , finds herself married into the powerful Rathore family. Loved by everyone, welcomed like a daughter... except by the one man who matters the most. Samarvir Singh Rathore. Cold. Distant. Beautifully cruel. A man who doesn't believe in love. A man who believes every girl has a price. A man who thinks she is just another burden forced into his perfect life. He pushes. She breaks quietly. He distances. She learns to disappear. And yet destiny pushes them into the same city... the same college... the same life. In a house full of affection, Ojaswini finds warmth. But in the eyes of her own husband, she finds only fire. Until one day, the girl he never wanted becomes the only girl he can't forget. A story of forced marriage, slow-burn tension, silent heartbreak, family bonds, and the painful sweetness of two strangers learning to belong to each other. Will hatred soften into tenderness? Or will Ojaswini remain an unwanted shadow in Samarvir's perfect world?

Aarisha Salunkhe never imagined her life would change with a single "Yes." At 25, she's a brilliant software engineer-and a devoted single mom to her 3-year-old son, Aarvik. Her world is simple, predictable, and built around love for her little boy. When fate ties her to Atharth Raizada, the Crown Prince of Rajasthan, in a love-cum-arranged marriage, everything shifts. He is royal, reserved, and carrying the weight of a kingdom. She is modern, independent, and fiercely protective of her son. And both of them are quiet, thoughtful souls-introverts who open up only when they feel truly safe. Two very different worlds-bound together by tradition, family, and a knot neither of them expected. Can love blossom between duty and destiny, when spoken words are few but emotions run deep? Or will secrets, insecurities, and the shadow of Aarvik's place in their lives test the strength of this fragile bond? In the palace halls and in the quiet moments at home, three hearts will learn what it truly means to be tied together... ✨ Because sometimes, the softest voices tell the strongest stories. Warning - Slow Burn and contains Smut

"How would you like to get f*ck today, my dear wife?" 🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭🂺 "It was the year 1999....when eyes still mirrored every emotion, and love spoke without a single word." बात सन 1999 की जब आंखें ज़ज्बात का आईना हुआ करती थीं! ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Vedarth is the kind of man who leaves a quiet impression. He's smart and genuinely intelligent, the type who observes more than he speaks. There's a shy charm in the way he carries himself, yet every now and then, a playful flirt slips through his calm exterior. He fell in love with his wife the moment he saw her, a feeling that still reflects in his eyes whenever she's around. Though a little mysterious at times, he treats everyone with respect and warmth, making him surprisingly easy to talk to and impossible to forget. Aratrika is a quiet storm wrapped in soft edges. She's shy and a little nerdy, but her sharp mind always shines in her academics as she works toward her degree. She loves her siblings fiercely, and they're her biggest source of joy. Marriage isn't something she ever dreamed about, and with her father's wish steering her future, she's stepping into it with zero expectations. Still, she keeps her dignity intact. She's respectful to everyone but never afraid to speak the truth when it matters. Promo- In 1999, an arranged marriage ties two strangers together. For her, it's duty. For him, it's destiny. He falls first. He falls harder. And once she's his, heaven helps the man who even looks her way. She meets him with quiet grace. He meets her with an intensity he can't hide-soft around her, ruthless around the world. Forced proximity turns into something warmer, deeper, and far more dangerous. Every shared silence, every almost-touch pulls them closer than either planned. But the past is never truly past. Secrets rise. Shadows stretch. And love becomes the only thing strong enough to survive the storm.

Vedansh aur Saumya ki kahani, Vedansh ki Zubani. None of the characters of the story are real or inspired. --- Arrangement of Hearts Some marriages begin with love. Some begin with family. And some... begin with an arrangement of hearts. Dr. Vedansh Sharma has always lived his life with quiet responsibility. A brilliant surgeon, a devoted son, and a man who built his family's dream home with his own hands-his life has always been about duty before desire. Saumya Mishra is the opposite kind of dreamer. A writer with ink-stained fingers, music in her soul, and stories blooming in her mind, she believes love should feel like poetry... not paperwork. When their families arrange their marriage, Vedansh and Saumya step into a bond neither of them truly understands yet. Two strangers. Two families already intertwined. Two hearts learning how to share the same home. Between late-night conversations, stolen glances across the courtyard of Svapnaseva Nivas, quiet acts of care, and the warmth of chaotic family dinners, something unexpected begins to grow. Not dramatic. Not loud. But steady. Soft. Real. Because sometimes love isn't about finding the perfect person. Sometimes it's about two imperfect hearts slowly arranging themselves around each other. --- "Saumyaji..." Vedansh said softly. "Ji?" "Agar aapko kabhi lage... ki yeh rishta sirf ek arrangement hai..." He paused, his voice gentler than the night around them. "Toh batayiye ga. Main usse love story bana dunga." (If you ever feel this relationship is only an arrangement... tell me. I will turn it into a love story.) Saumya looked at him, her heart doing something strange, something new. Maybe some love stories don't begin with a confession. Maybe they begin with a promise. ---

....˖☆𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 + 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞☆˖.... "You can't marry him Vaani" I said staring deep in her eyes gritting my teeth my chest tighten with unfamiliar and unbearable pain , just the thought of her being with someone else kills me so much. "Why?" She asked adding salt on my wounds anger consumed me at this moment, while tightening my grip on her arms and pulling her closer I let out a painful chuckle and said " Because he don't deserve someone like you he deserves someone much better" I could feel the burn in my eyes, my tears are fighting to rolled down my eyes but I didn't let them , hurting her is hurting me more than she could imagine. She remained silent tears rolled down her eyes damage caused by my words were clearly visible in her eyes , I am dying to hug her comfort her but the betrayal the, damge ,the pain I am carrying all these years stopped me from doing so. "Do you hate me this much Nirvaan?" She asked in painful voice looking straight in my eyes , my heart clenched painfully on her condition , I wiped her tears and whispered so softly that she can't hear it. "𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── "Aap ke ye aanshu humare zakhmo pe namak ka kaam karte hai Vaani " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ★𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐏𝐔𝐓★ " I was thrown in dark dead night enough times to realise I am not worthy to meet sunshine" ★𝐍𝐈𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃★ "I am dying to be her sunshine so bright to her dark dead night yet, so warm to melt away all her pain" ______________

He was fire. She was the wind. And together, they could either destroy the world... or heal it. Rana Rudraksh Vardhan-Asia's most powerful businessman and the feared head of the Asian Mafia and the secret crowned prince of Vardhapur. He is untouchable, unbreakable, and cursed. Every woman who marries into the Vardhan bloodline dies within a year, and Rudraksh has embraced that darkness as his fate. Rivanya Bedi is his complete opposite-a compassionate soul with unshakable faith in Maa Gauri. Forced into marriage as a replacement for her step-sister, she is thrown into Rudraksh's world of blood, betrayal, and secrets that could burn her alive. But what she doesn't expect is the man behind the mask... the one whose pain runs deeper than the curse that haunts him. As Shiv meets Shakti, fire meets wind, and love collides with destiny, will their union receive the blessing of the gods? Or will Rudraksh and Rivanya be torn apart by the curse that has claimed every soul before hers? RUDRAVANYA - a story of love, power, and the divine war between fate and faith.

'𝙄𝙨𝙝𝙦 𝙟𝙪𝙣𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙟𝙖𝙗 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙚, 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙦 𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙚' After crossing the first phase of love, they now stand at the edge of a new journey-one that will test their hearts and devotion in ways they never imagined. "Like the moon awaits the sun after a long night, her heart held onto his light through every shadow and silence."

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