Paridhi, a 30-year-old, Orphan and self-made billionaire, is a woman forged by hardship and triumph. From an early age, she endured relentless bullying and societal rejection simply for being parentless. Despite being treated like trash, she never bowed to her tormentors. With fierce determination, Paridhi clawed her way to the top, building a multi-billion-dollar empire through sheer grit and brilliance. Her ruthless, no-nonsense demeanor now commands respect and fear - nobody dares cross her. But fate had other plans. A tragic accident catapults Paridhi into an unfamiliar reality - the world of a novel titled My Obsessive Billionaire. In this fictional universe, she finds herself reincarnated as the villainess, Paridhi Rathod, an 18-year-old spoiled brat who bullied and tormented the story's innocent female protagonist to win the male lead's love. The villainess meets a grim fate in the original storyline, dying miserably after being outcast by society. Now trapped in the body of the villainess with a tarnished reputation and dangerous enemies, Paridhi must decide her path. Will she follow the doomed fate of the original Paridhi Rathod, or will her sharp wit, fierce determination, and ruthless business acumen help her rewrite the story? This time, survival isn't just a game - it's war.

𝐘𝐧~"𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 .... 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐧, 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐮..." 𝐉𝐤~"𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐫 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟#𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞.... 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭!" _________________________________________ 𝐘𝐧~"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥!" 𝐉𝐤~"𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 , 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭!" _________________________________________ ★- 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 ~ 𝟏𝟒 𝐅𝐞𝐛 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 ~ 𝟒 𝐅𝐞𝐛 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

⟡ ִֶָ ⋆ 𐙚 ̊ Book : #1 [ Princess X Bodyguard ] 𐙚 ̊⋆ ִֶָ ⟡ ✦•┈๑ 𖤝 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆ · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · ·⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 𖤝 ๑┈•✦ Sahiba, haunted by the ghosts of her past, fears the cruel hands of fate that have always snatched away the ones she loved. Aryaveer, a man consumed by an unquenchable fire, sees in her the only thing he can never truly have-peace. Every touch ignites a storm, every glance is a battle between longing and restraint. He wants to own her completely, yet refuses to seek redemption. She craves his presence, yet dreads the ruin it might bring. Love. Obsession. Guilt. Desire. A war between hearts where losing means falling too deep to ever return. 🌹✨️ * - - - - - - - - ━━━━⊱♡⊰━━━━ - - - - - - - - *

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.

Taran Saxena 26 Working in A Bank, from a Village, gets arranged marriage to Pallavi who is 20 years old ! (1990s time period). Taran Fights with the Patriarchy system when he witnesses his Wife suffering from it, He fights with his Family for her, He Gets Cursed for her, He Curse people For her ! He Makes her Strong, They grow Together in their marriage, They Learn, They Respect each other and the Old 90s Romance is what you will enjoy the most ❤️ You will Not only fall for Pallavi's Piya, but also for Pallavi too, as she might be a Relatable character to many. I promise it will be worth it to read the book ❤️ (Book started in 13 May 2025, completed on around august - sept 2025) Copyright :- this is my original work and this Shouldn't be Copied by anyone not a Bit of it, or else I can take actions against the one who will do it. #rank 2 Arrange marriage #rank 4 Indian #Rank 80 Romance #rank 6 Village #rank 10 1990s #rank 18 India #rank 20 Indian #rank 30 India #rank 18. indian #20 Rank India #4 Rank Arrange marriage #10 rank Romance #romance rank 18 #indian #india #desi #1 Rank India #3 Rank Indian #15 Rank Romance #2 Rank India #Indian 4 #3 Romance #4 India #10 Romance #4 ArrangeMarriage #2 Husbandandwife #3 Romance #2 Indian #1 India #2 India #3 Indian #4 Romance #2 Romance #Indian 1 #2 India #3 indian #4 Romance #7 Village #3 romcom #2 In India #10 Romance #3 Romance #4 Arrangedmarriage

"You are here as my wife for others, but I only love Revati. You are here just to give me an heir." Aaradhya's eyes widened, but she remained silent, listening to his harsh words. "Don't even think that you will be the Queen of this kingdom after giving me an heir. Only Revati has the right to be my Queen." Aaradhya felt a lump form in her throat, but she forced herself to meet his gaze and said "I never wanted to take Revati dii place." "Good, You are just my mistress," Rudra said bluntly. "Here to get a fuck by your brother-in-law and give an heir. Nothing more. Do not expect any love or affection from me." Aaradhya's heart ached at his words, but she nodded slowly. ✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫ Yuraj Rudraveer Singh, the 32-year-old prince of Deogarh and renowned business tycoon, is deeply in love with his wife, Revati. Revati is not only beautiful but also wise and compassionate, making her the perfect partner for Rudraveer. Their marriage, built on ten years of unwavering devotion and affection, is a testament to their strong bond. For the future of Deogarh, they need an heir. Despite their efforts, Revati has not been able to conceive. To ensure the kingdom's future, Revati convinces Rudraveer to marry her 21-year-old step-sister, Aaradhya. As the story unfolds, Rudraveer must come to terms with this new arrangement. Will he be able to accept Aaradhya as his wife? Can Revati truly support her own decision? And how will Aaradhya handle her unexpected role in the royal family? Join their journey through the complexities of love, duty, and family, and see how the lives of the three people change forever.

He loved once, was betrayed, and now I am the wife he never wanted. I live in the shadow of a love that ended in divorce, blamed for sins that were never mine. Will he ever see me as his wife... his other half? The words I hear crush me, each one heavier than the last. "You are nothing more than a middle-class bodyguard. Just a bodyguard. Wait-don't tell me he kept you... did you sleep with him for his money too?" My silence burns, but my heart keeps whispering-will he ever move beyond this curtain of lies, will he ever see the truth? For his love I have endured, waited, and prayed all my life. And yet, all I hear is another dagger. "I am sure you wouldn't have cared if it was any other man that night... instead of me." I had only read of love in books, but after marrying him, every heartbeat betrayed me-faster, louder, whenever I looked at him. Now I wonder... will I ever truly know what love is?

♡ SARANSH & JANVI ♡ | ɪɴᴅɪᴀɴ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ | ~❁~ #1 in Intimate #1 in desiromance #2 in Handsome #4 in rom-com #6 in desires

Adhiraaj Vashisth or famously known as Rakshas (demon) in both business and Mafia world. He holds an unspoken reign over the Mafia in India and is known for his dangerous womanizing tendencies and possessiveness over his belongings. He mercilessly eliminates anyone or anything that obstructs his path or threatens his possessions, staying true to his fearsome nickname. Ankita Desai, a seventeen-year-old orphan, resides with her aunt who serves as the head maid in the Vashisth estate. The rakshas considers her a forbidden temptation, being innocent and naive. What could ensue if the rakshas were to fixate his gaze upon her, refusing to let her slip away? What if he were to seek to possess her in every conceivable manner, for nothing is quite as enticing as a forbidden fruit? Will Ankita manage to withstand the impassioned and disturbed obsession of the rakshas, or will she somehow escape his clutches and flee? First story in Wattpad with lot of grammatical errors. Trigger warnings in some chapters . Please vote , like and comment.

"Mai ussey kitni bhi nafrat kyu na kar lu, lekin yeh aap bhi jaante hain aur mai bhi... woh ladki 'Ishan Oberoi' ki jaan hai." . 'Ishan Oberoi' - The name that echoes success, power, and resilience. A rising billionaire who carved his empire with his own hands, refusing to ride on his father's wealth. Yet, he never turned his back on his responsibilities as a son. Balancing his self-made company and assisting his elder brother in managing the family empire, Ishan is the epitome of knowledge, patience, and mindfulness. The most eligible bachelor in the city, he is revered for his ability to master his emotions. But this mastery came from a betrayal so deep it still feels like a knife twisting in his heart. He declares himself "allergic to love" and swears he hates her. But can he truly? ____________________________ "Likhu toh tujhe shaam likhu, shayad iss janam humara saath nahi, lekin phir bhi apne hisse tere dard tamaam likhu." . 'Aadhriti Khanna', - A CEO of grace and determination, she runs her company with precision, trailed by the shadows of her past, compelling her to live behind a curtain of secrecy. Once a bold, sassy, and vivacious woman, Aadhriti now embodies maturity, kindness, and introversion. Her world revolves around two priorities-her family and her self-respect. Her beauty and charm captivate everyone, but her radiant smile masks an ocean of pain. She once loved Ishan deeply, being his confidante, his heart. But after the wounds of the past, she questions whether she can ever reclaim her place in his life. Can she ? Ever..!! _________________________________________ Fate plays its hand and binds Ishan and Aadhriti in an arranged marriage once again. Two hearts that once beat as one are now divided by pain, betrayal, and years of separation. Can love ever bloom amidst the scars of the past?