Vaidehi Chauhan was born into a world of gold and grit, but she learned early that a royal smile is the best place to hide a bleeding heart. At twenty-two, she is a storm trapped in silk, bound by a sacred marriage vow to a man who is as much a stranger as he is her husband. Rana Vanraj Singh Rathore is a decade older, a man carved from the hard stone of the Mewar hills, powerful, possessive, and dangerously restrained. To the world, she is the poised princess. To him, she is a mystery he wants to unravel slowly, breath by agonizing breath. Behind the closed doors of the royal wing, the air thickens with a tension that neither of them can voice. It is in the way his gaze lingers on the curve of her neck, or how her pulse stutters whenever he stands close enough for her to feel the heat radiating from his skin. He is a flame that consumes everything in its path, and she is the one woman who refuses to be burnt. But in a palace where every shadow holds a secret, a single word can ignite a fire that no vow can contain. As the hunger she tries to bury begins to clash with the cold duty she was raised for, Vaidehi must face the truth. Loving him isn't just a choice; it is a surrender that will either liberate her or destroy them both. This is a high-tension, mature royal Indian romance where every touch is a provocation and every glance is a sin.

#3 in India (10/10/23) ••• "Listen to me, Do not expect anything from me or this marriage. I only married you because of my baba." His every word pierced through her soul. He didn't wait for her reply, he wasn't expecting any reply from her, she never opens her mouth in front of him. Hayder stood up and was about to go to washroom to change. "I married you because of my mother, otherwise you can never be my ideal choice" Hyra's words made him stop on his track. Turning to her, he saw her standing beside the bed, looking at him with challenging eyes. Her words irked him, going to her, he held her arm tightly in his hand. "Don't you dare to talk back to me otherwise I will cut your tongue." He warned her in a low, dangerous tone. "Ouch!" A soft whimper left her mouth, she tried to free her arm from him. Her eyes brimmed with tears. He was holding her arm very tightly, it might leave bruise later. He left her arm. "One more thing, whatever happened in this room should stay in this room. If you complain to anyone about anything, you will see the worst side of mine." Before leaving, he told her. "You can not be anymore worst." Hyra mumbles to herself, wiping her tears. •••

*A multi couple story* Three brothers find themselves brides that keep them grounded and in love just by existing ⋆.‧ * Assad x Noor .‧ 🜲 ‧ ⋆｡♪ ˚✎ "The shy reserved arrange marriage couple" ⋆ arrange marriage ⋆ ceo x professor ⋆ reserved x shy ⋆ shared melodies * Murad x Maham ☕︎⋆ᥫ᭡ ⚕ 𐙚 ⋆ "The frenemies who mutually decided to marry" ⋆ marriage of convenience ⋆ doctor x doctor ⋆ annoying x annoyed ⋆ shared cup of tea * Wajhi x Rimha ✎ᝰ.⋆.✧⚖︎⋆ "The meet cute love marriage couple" ⋆ love marriage ⋆ lawyer x fine artist ⋆ chaotic x less chaotic ⋆ shared ice creams Less Drama,More Love.

She stepped into the marriage under a veil- knowing the man waiting for her was her family's sworn enemy. Two opposites, different dreams, where one is stuck on revenge while other desires freedom. Raised on hatred, bound by vows, and trapped between loyalty and desire, they were never meant to fall in love. But fate doesn't ask for permission. As truths surface and lines blur, hate turns into longing, and an unwanted marriage becomes the most dangerous thing of all-love. Because some unions are mistakes... until they aren't.

𝙆𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙫𝙞 𝘼𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙬𝙖𝙡 𝘼𝙝𝙪𝙟𝙖 was a beautiful and headstrong 22-year-old girl. Having lost her mother at a young age made her a very closed-off girl. She was single-handedly raised by her father. Despite belonging to a well-off background, she valued every little thing in her life. A hardworking girl who dreamt of becoming an architect just like her father. She had successfully pursued architecture at one of the top colleges in New York. She was a firm believer in her roots, and culture and always found her solace in her Shree Krishna Ji. 𝘼𝙙𝙫𝙞𝙠 𝘼𝙝𝙪𝙟𝙖 was a 29-year-old man. He was successfully running his father's construction business that he took over right after receiving his master's degree. The death of his father left a void in his heart. He was in love with Shanaya Rajput or so he thought he was. Kashvi wholeheartedly gives in to her father's dying wish and gets married to a handsome, not-so-stranger. This handsome not-so-stranger was none other than Advik. With a clean heart, she steps into the holy bond called marriage to make it work only to find out something that completely leaves her shattered. Could Advik stop his wife from leaving with their unborn child? Was he too late? Would Kashvi ever forgive Advik for his betrayal? Would Kashvi ever believe Advik? Join the tale of Advik and Kashvi as they discover their feelings and encounter the hurdles that life throws their way. ****************************** Cover credits: ukiyoshrub Aesthetics credits: Shvavaneek15

First book in Rajawat Series I have no faith in love. It only makes people vulnerable." - Adhikrit Singh Rajawat "Love doesn't make us weak. It gives us the courage to face what we fear the most." - Yugantika Shekhawat Two completely different souls. One arranged marriage. No choice. No escape. Adhikrit Singh Rajawat is cold, practical, and focused. For him, love is nothing but a distraction something that breaks people and slows them down. He trusts only himself and his ambitions. But this belief didn't come from nowhere... it came from a past where love betrayed him. Yugantika Shekhawat is everything he is not. She believes love is the strongest force in the world. To her, love heals, protects, and gives meaning to life. She carries light wherever she goes... but even though she has secrets she isn't ready to face. When fate ties them together in an arranged marriage, their worlds clash instantly. Silences grow heavy. Words remain unspoken. And every moment between them feels like a quiet battle. Adhikrit tries to stay distant... yet finds himself drawn to her warmth. Yugantika tries to understand him... but senses the storm he keeps buried inside. Two people. Two beliefs. One relationship they never chose. But as walls begin to crack, they are forced to face a question Is love truly a weakness... or the only thing strong enough to heal them?

© All Copyright reserved to the writer, @PoohBear8435 only. Please do not copy, distribute or publish any of my work in any form. .... ... She sat looking at the big mirror blushing and thinking about her groom, she didn't even know his name. She eagerly waited for him to come and take her with him to his home, to their home. She was thinking what he would say, what his voice sounded like, what he would call her and how would she react to his actions. The things which she had never imagined in her life about marriage, home, romance, relationship etc., she was thinking about it all today. She hears the door open and she closes her eyes, her head bowed down, cheeks blushed while her chest heaved up and down due to heavy breathing. She hears a voice talking to her from a bit far. She had her back to him. "Hi, Thanks a lot. If you hadn't come, then I would have been on the streets. You really did a good job. The director was impressed with your improvisation though the role was small." She was confused, what is her groom speaking about. She opens her eyes and turns around to see him. Her face falls, it was not her husband. He hands an envelope to her and thanks her before he leaves. She takes the envelope still confused. She thinks - Oh! This must be a wedding gift from his friend. But what was he speaking about, I couldn't understand anything ... Marriage was not on her list but when it happened, it happened in a strange way. Read the book to understand how is this a strange marriage and how would this ever work. *Fictional story Was listed at #1 under SidNaaz on 21st Jan, 2021.. happiest day!! Started:. 21/12/2020 Completed:. 12/03/2021

❝𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒕, 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚?❞ _____________________________ Sidharth never wanted this marriage. Trapped by circumstances and haunted by a past he didn't want to face, he told himself it was only a duty. But Noor-silent, simple Noor-was something he couldn't ignore. Her presence stirred something in him, her quietness louder than his own chaos. She never asked for anything, yet she made him face the parts of himself he wanted to forget. And as his walls started to fall, he hated that he wanted her-that he needed the warmth of someone he was never meant to have. As time went on, He began to behave in ways that were antithetical to his initial intentions. He found himself doing everything he had once vowed never to do with his wife. He became the very husband he had despised. He started to crave more, an insatiable desire that gnawed at his soul for her. And then nothing seems to satisfy his aching soul other than his arranged wife's one smile. ●An Indian arranged marriage romance. #Book-1 in #His bride series. (A standalone book) ●Bᴏᴏᴋ ɪs ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ Dᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪɢʜʟʏ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʟɪɢʜᴛ BDSM. (Have a lot of grammatical and spelling mistakes.) ╰┈➤Started on: 28 April 2024 Author♥️

This story is only for 18+ and for the open minded ones. If you are neither, then bubye. 🔞👋 ********** RUDRA SINGH SINGHANIA I opened the door of my room harshly and found her standing there facing the balcony. The file was on the bed and I walked towards her fuming. "You couldn't do one simple thing? Can't you come to the office and deliver a file? How hard is it? Now because of your carelessness, we lost the deal. Can't you even be of some use? Marrying you seems like hell already." ********** DEV SINGH SINGHANIA "What is it?" "Iampregnant." I spoke in one go. He shook his head as if trying to break those words. "What?" "I. Am. Pregnant." He abruptly stood up from the stool, making it fall down with a thud. He ran his hand through his hair and took a deep breath. "Abort it." ********** VED SINGH SINGHANIA "I fell in love with a girl who fought for herself. But now I find a woman who doesn't care about others except her own self." "Ved, I am sorry." "Your sorry can never heal what you broke." ********** Story of three brothers and their journey of love, life and happiness. Filled with smut,🔞 so read at your discretion.

She was born a princess. He was raised like a king. An arranged marriage between two royal families... But what happens when duty slowly turns into desire? Aarohi Singhania never believed in love after marriage. For her, marriage was about sanskaar, responsibility, and reputation. Maanveer Singh Raghuvanshi never believed in showing emotions. For him, love was weakness... until she walked into his life. Between royal traditions, family politics, Bua Sa's strict rules, and Raghuvanshi Haveli's silent tensions... Will their marriage survive the test of ego, power, and hidden feelings? Or will love bloom where it was never meant to exist? This is not just a love story. It's a story of pride, power, and passion.