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.

🌸 Introduction 1981. A time when a woman's silence was mistaken for obedience. And marriage was not always love but duty. Saanchi was married into a house where expectations spoke louder than affection. She was soft-spoken, gentle... and trying to survive in a world that had already decided who she should be. But Ravindra - her quiet, stoic husband - was nothing like the man she feared he'd be. He didn't speak much. But when he did... his words shattered walls. This is not a fairytale. This is a story of slow-burning trust, stolen glances, and a man who chose to stand with his wife, not above her. In an era where women were expected to adjust - he chose to understand. And that made all the difference.

Rathore Series 1 ---------------------------- In the heart of Rajasthan rules Ekaksh Singh Rathore-a cold, ruthless king, the unstoppable CEO of Infinity, and the feared eagle of the underworld. His world has no room for weakness, no place for love, and no mercy for betrayal. One wrong move, and existence itself is erased. Yet, all his rules shatter the moment he sees Misthi, His Sunshine-a survivor scarred by a tragic past, a young woman who lost her parents seeking justice and carries the weight of her pain with unmatched strength. In one glance, she pierces through his iron walls, igniting a fire neither of them saw coming. What will happen when their faith in intervened ? Will she ever get love ? Will he becomes her healer? Will they spend their whole life together or destiny had some other plans ? Jump inside the story to know more !!

Isha never wanted wealth, crowns, or castles. She only wanted a simple life-one where survival was enough. But fate had other plans. A single truth shatters her world: she carries the blood of the Rathores, one of the most powerful royal lineages. Suddenly, she is thrust into palaces dripping with luxury, guarded by walls of secrets, and watched by a family that accepts her only by name, never by heart. Her new life is filled with cold brothers, a father who hides his sorrow behind laughter, and a legacy that demands perfection. Because in this empire, blood is not just thicker than water-it's the sharpest weapon of all. And Isha must decide: will she shine like royalty, or bleed like the rest?

Top - 2 in india ( 9/2/2026) In a quiet, misty district of Himachal Pradesh, in a small orphanage called Sparsh Ashram, lived a fragile, gentle girl named Ishara. Her eyes held a quiet innocence, untouched by the harshness of the world, yet shadowed with a deep, unspoken sorrow. When she was only four, her stepfather-the one who had once called her his life-had left her. He discovered she was the product of her mother's betrayal, and in his heartbreak, he turned away. Since then, Ishara had grown up in the soft, lonely halls of the orphanage, her heart tender, her spirit delicate, carrying a pain that even time could not erase. At fifteen, she was still small, almost like a fragile bird in a vast, unkind sky-beautiful, innocent, and quietly brave. .................................................................................................... ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

It's a story between a mafia and an innocent girl who hates him to the core but loves the same man who approaches her with a different identity. Will she ever love him after knowing his identity or leave him behind Student X professor Commoner X mafia Her love X His obsession Her protection X His responsibility Cute love story

𝙎𝙖𝙣𝙫𝙞 𝙓 𝙔𝙪𝙫𝙧𝙖𝙖𝙟 "𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟-𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥, 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐬-𝐬𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐮𝐲 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲. 𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝." 𝙂𝙪𝙙𝙙𝙪 𝙓 𝙍𝙪𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙠𝙨𝙝𝙖 "𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫

BOOK ONE: FEROCIOUS LOVE CHRONICLES A wedding meant for love... stolen by madness." _______________________________________ Him: "Who deserves punishment, biwi?" Her: (barely audible, heart pounding) "M-me..." Him: (tilting her chin up, voice dark and unwavering) "And where, biwi? On our bed... or in the ashes of the man who dared to crave what's mine?" Her: (whimpering, body trembling) "P-please..." Him: (low chuckle, deadly possessive) "No, biwi. Please what?" He leaned in, his breath a sinful caress against her trembling lips. "Please what, baby? Use your words." "Beg me to break you. Beg me to make you mine-completely-until even your soul moans my name." His grip tightened, his fingers tracing fire down her skin. "Say it-" Her: (shuddering, surrendering) "Yours..." His lips hovered, his voice a dark whisper, laced with devotion and madness. ________________________________________ "You are the prayer my soul has bled for through lifetimes." "The flame my darkness bows before." "The only truth my chaos kneels to." "And now, biwi, you are bound to me-not by fate, not by destiny-by me." This isn't just dominance. This is obsession, possession, destruction, and worship-wrapped in the most sinful kind of love. Get ready to step into a world where love turns lethal, obsession burns wild, and surrender is the only escape.

He held up his hands, trying to sound casual, but the sight stopped her cold-blood smeared across his fingers, dark and fresh. "Relax, it's nothing," he said smoothly, his voice trying to soothe, but her heart pounded in stark disbelief. Her eyes widened, fixed on the crimson stains, a silent scream caught in her throat. Horror dripped from every glance. "Nothing? You killed him," she whispered, voice barely steady, trembling with a mixture of fear and accusation. "You're a murderer." He scoffed, a cold shadow flickering in his unreadable eyes. "Don't insult me wifey. I'm above that." The weight of his words pressed down like a guillotine as she steadied herself, voice sharp with defiance. "I'll tell everyone. I won't marry you." A slow, cruel smile curved his lips as he leaned in, his breath ghosting against her ear like a deadly promise. "Will you? Go ahead-tell everyone. I'll destroy everything you hold dear, just like your telling would destroy mine. We'll go down together." He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper. "And as for not marrying me... oh wifey , you don't get to choose. You'll be mine-whether it's in a wedding dress, or buried in a legend". He wasn't supposed to pull her in-didn't even understand why he was drawn to her. She wasn't the most beautiful, but something beneath the surface called to him. A ruthless heir haunted by betrayal, he never let strangers close... yet he craved to keep her. ☆☆☆☆

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