This is a short village story from 1980's era.. Completed ✔️ # Top1 in India ( 06/01/2026) # Top2 in India (05/01/2026 ) # Top7 in India (11,12/01/2026) # Top8 in India (11/01/2026) 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 (𝟏𝟖+) When twenty-year-old Gauri, a naive and soft-spoken village girl, suddenly found herself tied in marriage to Madhav, a twenty-five-year-old shy and gentle man who spent most his days from morning to evening working in the fields, neither of them knew where or how to begin. They were two inexperienced souls, bound by a relationship they didn't fully understand. Gauri had never imagined what kind of husband she wanted, nor had she ever dreamed of love the way stories described it. And Madhav? He was far too absorbed in his farm and his duty toward his widowed mother to think about marriage or women. His life began and ended with the soil beneath his feet and the responsibilities on his shoulders. Two strangers, unaware of love's language, now share the same roof. But destiny had other plans because somewhere in Madhav's past still lived a woman. The woman who once dreamed of a future with him. And when fate decides to bring that past back into his present,will time heal what love could not or will the past come knocking on the door of their fragile new beginning?

Baani Agnihotri 23 year old studying Architecture, gets suddenly Married to her Childhood Friend Om Upadhyay(28) who is orthopaedic doctor. No She is not a replaced Bride nor he is a replaced Groom, The marriage happens with consent but still Sudden ! Would Baani and Om be able to manage this pure bond of marriage or would they end up apart? Would Om be able to heal Baani from something he never broke? Trope - Marriage, best Friends to Lovers, Brother's Best friend, Sudden Marriage, Slow burn, steamy romance, Romcom ! #indian 15th Rank #india 88th Rank #marriage 120 Rank #forced marriage rank 18 #romance rank 70 #Rank 2 in marriage-of-convenience #marriage #forced #slowburn #lovers #romance #Rank 2 in marriage #rank 3 in India #rank 1 in indian #rank 3 in forcedmarriage

He was the professor no one could ignore. She was the girl everyone overlooked. Professor Abhimanyu, 32, wasn't just another name on the faculty list...he was a presence. Known for his sharp mind, unmatched work ethic, and an aura of quiet authority, he taught Architectural Design like it was more than a subject... like it was a language of the soul. But he wasn't easy to keep. In just two years, he had already left two prestigious universities...never for better offers, but for something far more rare: his self-respect. He refused to compromise his dignity, no matter the cost. Then came Amrita. A final-year student. Always present, yet invisible. Always silent, yet full of unspoken thoughts. She wasn't the girl people noticed..she was the one they laughed at. The one who tried to fit in but somehow became the punchline instead. Shy. Introverted. "Boring," they called her. But they never really saw her. Because beneath that quiet exterior lived a mind that felt deeply, imagined endlessly, and observed everything. And yes... She had a crush on him. Just like many others. But unlike them, hers wasn't shallow admiration. It was something softer. Something deeper. She didn't just notice his looks, she noticed the way he spoke about design, the way he stood by his principles, the way he never pretended to be someone he wasn't. And maybe... he noticed something too. Not the loudest voice in class. Not the brightest attention-seeker. But the girl who stayed back, whose designs carried emotions no one else could draw, whose silence spoke louder than words. What happens when a man who values dignity above everything meets a girl who has never been valued at all? When admiration turns into understanding... When silence turns into connection... When two completely different worlds begin to align.. A story begins. Not loud. Not rushed. Not perfect. But real. Ranks - No.1 in Slowburn (24 feb 2025)

"Kill me or marry me." I said, lifting my chin, trying not to show any kind of fear in my tone. "You know that I can't kill you." He spoke after a good moment of silence. "Then marry me." I again said. I can't believe that I am doing this. I was literally convincing my biggest enemy to marry me at any cost. "And why would I marry you?" He asked in a sarcastic way. "Because you are responsible for my miserable state." I said. "So you want me to marry you out of compensation?" He asked. "Yes," I said, because I have to marry him. "You will regret it." He said it in a dangerous tone, and I gulped. "We will see." I challenged, and I felt him scoffing. "You will receive the invitation and the date of the wedding soon. Be ready for me to ruin the rest of your life." He said and walked out of the room. I kept standing there, gathering all the courage I have. ********* Maitreyi Kanwar, the forbidden princess of Rajgarh, seeking to take revenge for her family's death. She was a weak soul from her childhood, being a neglected daughter. But after losing everything in the war against Udaipur, she decides to be brave and take revenge on the prince of Udaipur. "I will show him what it feels like to lose one's whole family." ******** Pradhuman Singh Shekhawat, the prince of Udaipur, a dangerous soul in the mask of an innocent man. He hated one thing in his whole life, Rajgarh. Now that he killed both the princes of Rajgarh, he felt relieved. But suddenly the princess, who was hidden from the whole world, called him and asked him to marry her. "She herself asked for her life to be messed up, and I will surely fulfil her wish." The biggest irony? Her name is Maitreyi, which means friendship, and her intentions are completely opposite. But it wasn't like that from the beginning. BOOK #2 IN THE HISTORICAL SERIES, CAN BE READ SEPARATELY.

" Marriage? I always find it useless. Means in a way I spend my whole life with a stranger. Not only him, but his entire family. After that, I don't even know how they will be." " What's use of saying this when-" " My marriage is already fixed since childhood. I know. No need to remind me the same thing again and again. I hate this marriage thing." WHEREAS. " I will cherish her forever just like you did to Maa. She will be the queen of my heart." ___________ Eternal flame of love. A journey filled with joyful moments. Where one will explain the meaning of love to the other and change her perspective. Love will grow eventually. One is fickle and the other is stable. One is talkative and the other is introvert. One values times while the other one don't. He like misty mornings but she lived for crazy midnights. He was the sun, She was the moon. one set then other rise. Both need each other. With these pollar opposite qualities they will learn ways to stay together peacefully. In between all this, For the throne, the family itself will become the enemy of the family. ___________ Previous name- eternal flame of love. New name- Two halves of a whole Start:- 12/ July/ 2023 End:- 15/ Aug/ 2023 A fictional story that has nothing to do with reality. The pictures shown in the story are not mine, Credit to the owner. Its my own story line. Don't report or copy it. its my hardwork. Atlast, Don't leave any negative comments. you don't like it then leave as simple as it sounds. and Let's meet in the story....

Tear left from her eyes as soon as her hairline got filled with Vermillion by the Man sitting beside her with peaceful expression on face. She lift her eyes and stopped at Particular person who didn't try to stop this marriage, neither she did. She is scared of only thing that how will she will live under same roof with the man who is nothing but the elder brother of the person whom she loved. However, her husband stare at her with only emotion in eyes, Love. He promised himself that he will never hurt the woman who became his wife just few minutes ago. That's how Viraaj Pratap Singh is, eldest son of the family. Loved by all. __________☜☆☞ __________ " Now she became my wife. Dare to touch her and see me destroying the whole place." His words throwing venom at everybody standing in front of him. His eyes burning with fire. But the girl standing beside him is shocked, too stunned to even utter a hum. He believes in action first before thinking. That's what Veer Pratap Singh is, Youngest son of his family. Nothing but a stubborn Man who wants something then he will get it. __________☜☆☞__________ The Tale of our love. Start:- 11, Aug 2023 End:- 14, oct 2023 An indian fictional story. Do not copy/report my work. Credit to the owner for pictures, quotes etc. Storyline belongs to author.

As he pulled her veil up his eyes darkened, Jaw clenched. without wasting any second he applied vermillion in her hair line. She can see his fisted hand as he stood up. Rajmahal of Rajgarh is a Palace of pride and happiness. 2 heirs of rajmahal are going to marry--Vihaan and Yuvaan singh Raghuvanshi. Both can die for each other. One is Quiet , mature and dominant. He is the pride of raghuvanshi's and Yuvaan is whole opposite of his elder brother but loves him more than anything. Everything was going well in their life. They are about to marry the girl of their choice but at the end....Destiny has to play game with them. . Starts:- 14, December 2022 End:- 27, January 2023 Picture/ gif/ quotes used in this story are not mine. Credit to the owner. An indian story. Fictional story. ACHIEVEMENTS. #1 in Arranged out of 1.63k stories. #3 in Marriage out of 64.2k stories. #1 in indian out of 1.66k stories. #1 in stories out of 242k stories. #1 in wattpad our of 98.9k stories

This story is set in late 1980s- early 1990s in rural area. The marriage is formed due to unseen circumstances when the bride's groom didn't arrive and for justice, a man was commanded to marry her. The woman has heard the truth of other marriages but still dreams of a good husband and the man is calm person who is obedient son but nothing really mattered to him. How will their marriage go? This is a prequel to Mera Rangsaaz (Veer's story) and can be read as standalone. ☆Warning :This story contains mature themes. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. I do not promote anything written inside it, it's just for the sake of entertainment. Readers discretion is advised.

" Kya sochne lage hai? bhar dijiye na maang hamari. Ab aur intezaar na karwaiye." ( What are you thinking? Fill my hairline. Don't make me wait anymore.) She whispered to him and he glance at her face, little shy but glowing. He don't know if he will be able to become a capable husband or not. His parents chose her for him and he believe their decision won't be wrong but, he is insecure. She grabbed his hand and squeeze it a little as if she just read his mind and chose to comfort him. He mentally smiled, felt his heart skipping a beat by this thought and finally filled the partition of her hair with sindoor. ~~~~~~~~ " What do you even have, Kabir? For the the highest position, you are neglecting your newly wedded wife. We all know, you won't get CEO chair easily. My father will use every single tactics just not to hand you the position." His cousin mocked him. He was mostly affected by her statement of neglecting his wife and unfortunately he was right. He is insecure. His childhood was bad without the embrace of his parents. People around him made fun of him. His family was for namesake only. They changed him to ruthless and cold Kabir Chauhan who now only cares about money and power. He want to gather so much power that he won't have to kneel before anyone. He want to create his own name. But, Someone chose to touch him with the fragrance of her love. She played the strings of his heart very soulfully and presented a lovely view of world to him. She spread her arms wide for him to hide, His Kajal. Their saga of love begins now.

He stood far, at the entrance door, eyes trying capturing her beauty as she moved her body, dancing gracefully in the presence of so many people. She was beautiful from every aspect, and the statement get more dangerous as he realize that she is very well aware of her effect at each person presenting in the hall. For a second, she glance at him before looking away arrogantly. He chuckled, knowing the reason behind her previous attitude. " Woman.....I don't like them, except my bhabhi-sa and sisters." Shivansh uttered, his words were opposite of his actual feeling. ~~~~~~~~~~ " Such an arrogant!" Satya could not stop herself from commenting as her 2 hours ago encounter with an unknown man is messing with her mind, not letting her do anything. She was just trying to help him, even though she dislike Men but he had to show his arrogance. Had it not been her mother, who has decided to keep him in their house for some days because of his injury, she would have snap at him. " I hate men..." She whined and sat on her bed angrily. ~~~~~~~~~~ A promise, a commitment, respect, payback were some reason which made Shivansh Agnivanshi to marry someone he did not like. " Oh fuck! she ran away!" Shiv exclaimed, happy that his wife of 1 hour ran away, leaving him. Satya, an epitome of grace. Shivansh Singh Agnivansh, a royal. Both met, united, then separated only to unite again. It is the saga of Shiv-Satya, An epitome of Grace and Royalty. ********** Start- 27/ Jan/2024 End- 18/ March/2024