BILLIONAIRE SERIES #4 Another most requested story from readers ... Don't forget to read 'FATED LOVE' before starting this story.... Meera Sharma was born in Udaipur, but the girl who now walks through London at eighteen. She laughs too easily, teases too much, and lives like nothing can touch her. At Ashbourne University, she looks fearless-untouchable, even. But that's only what she lets people see. Behind the mischief lies a past she has buried so deep that even a memory of it can shake her. A past tied to her... one she refuses to name, refuses to explain. She didn't come to London just for a new life. She came to escape something. And she knows if the truth ever comes out, everything she has built will fall apart. Josh Harrington comes from Willowbrook, a quiet village that hides a powerful legacy. At eighteen, he carries a name that could change how the world sees himbut at Ashbourne University, no one knows who he really is. Calm, composed, and distant in a way that feels deliberate, Josh keeps his life carefully controlled. No attention. No questions. No truth. But then he sees her. A girl who doesn't fit into any pattern. Loud yet guarded. Free yet broken in ways she doesn't show. And for the first time, Josh finds himself losing control-of his focus, his thoughts... and something far more dangerous. Two strangers. Two carefully hidden truths. She's running from a past that could destroy her. He's hiding an identity that could change everything. Their worlds collide under the same London sky-slowly, unexpectedly, and far too deeply. What begins as curiosity turns into something neither of them can stop. But some secrets don't stay buried forever. And when the truth finally surfaces... it won't just test their love- It might break them beyond repair.

𝑳𝑬𝑮𝑨𝑪𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 : 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑻𝒘𝒐 1980s, set in a village. On what was supposed to be the happiest day of her life, Sanjana's dreams are shattered when her fiancé, Rishabh, flees, leaving her humiliated and broken. To protect her family's honor, a hasty marriage ties her to Rajveer-a man she barely knows except for the fact that he is her sister-in-law's brother. ✨TROPES✨ ╰┈➤ Bahut saare smuts. (18+, guys.) ╰┈➤ Arranged marriage/Replaced groom ╰┈➤ Opposites attract ╰┈➤ Fish-out-of-water ╰┈➤ Stoic Hero and Fiery Heroine ╰┈➤ Protectiveness ╰┈➤ Clash of lifestyles ╰┈➤ Redemption and Growth ╰┈➤ Playful Tension ╰┈➤ Mutual Respect

An Indian hinglish story in which the prospective father-in-law , a widower, marries the bride to save her dignity and her family's honour, when the groom runs away on the wedding day. What begins as duty turns to care, desire and slowly love between them as they accept each other as husband and wife. Read and be a part of their journey... ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 PREVIOUS RANKINGS : #2 in India #1 in arrangemarriage #1 in accidentalmarriage #1 in rural #1 in silentlove #1 in duty #1 in acceptance #1 in intimate 🔥🔥🔥

𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗙𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗼𝗳 ~𝘼 𝙍𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙒𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 ⟣ ⟣ ⟣ ⟣ ⟣ An arranged marriage. A rich playboy. A girl who barely speaks above a whisper. Ishaan Singh Rathore lives for the thrill-fast cars, loud music, and fleeting romances. He's the kind of man who's never looked past tomorrow. Payal Grewal is his opposite in every way. Quiet, gentle, and devoted to her traditions, she's spent her life honoring a promise made before she was born-one that now binds her to Ishaan in marriage. Their grandfathers made a pact. Now it's time to fulfill it. But how can a man who's never taken love seriously handle a woman who's never known anything else? She's silence. He's chaos. And they've been destined for each other since before they could speak. Can opposites really attract-or will this marriage break before it even begins?

Avyaan Vedang Vishwanathan "He never believed in love. Until she became his wife. Now he believes in nothing else but owning her." ............ Udita Avyaan Vishwanathan. "He felt like danger... but for once, I wasn't afraid. I wanted to fall-if it meant falling into him." ....................... Join the beautiful journey of Avyaan and Udita finding their peace in each other

The Journey Within is a cluster of short stories filled with love, amusement, and happiness. Hot, possessive and dominating men, their love and romance to make your heart do somersaults. Enjoyyy!

𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒍𝒚 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒂𝒔 "𝑯𝒂𝒚𝒂" 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒆.... 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕! 𝑳𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆'𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒓 𝒂n𝒅 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒎𝒖𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍 👻 DON'T EVEN DARE TO PILFER MY WORK!! THIS BOOK IS ONLY AVAILABLE ON WATTPAD. IF ANY OF YOU FIND THIS BOOK ON ANY OTHER SITES, LET ME KNOW! ACTIONS WILL BE TAKEN AGAINST IMITATE! #1 on cousin out of 3.34k on 13th October #8 on Islamic out 2.2k on 25th November #3 on spiritual out of 2k on 12th Jan

Precious Pearl (Anmol Heera) What if the Italian Mafia's lost daughter ended up in India? What if Sorella became my 'Choti Behna'? What if the Princess became my 'Gudiya'? Though the theme might be like an Italian lost mafia princess story, the plot and storyline will be mine, based in India, as per my imagination. No abused mother, no abusive stepfather/stepmother, no rape. Aadhya was 17 years old when she found out she lost her mother to lung cancer, and she never knew. One day, she came home from school and found a body covered in a white scarf surrounded by many people, including three unknown men who looked a bit like her. Are they her brothers? How many brothers does she have? Will they keep her happy like her mother did? What if they pity her or see her as a burden? Why doesn't she know about them? What if Aadhya has to tie Rakhi not for one brother but for seven brothers? What gifts will they give her? Let's ride this roller coaster of Aadhya, their Precious Pearl ❍♢♡❍♢♡❍♢♡❍♢♡❍♢♡❍♢♡❍♢♡❍♢♡❍♢ For any queries, you can mail or msg me Email : mrskimmintae@gmail.com Instagram : White_Orchids (Link will be in my bio)

⚠️Highly Mature Content⚠️ (18+/21+ Audience only) #19 on Wattpad [21/01/26] SLOW UPDATES DUE TO BOARDS'26 "Chup chaap humari bitiya se byaah lo, daroga... varna jiss taesh se aaye the naa ussi taesh mein apne jigri dost ki laash saath lekar jaaoge." ("Quietly marry our daughter, officer... or else, the same rage you came here with, you'll return with your best friend's corpse alongside you.") An IPS officer. That's what I am. Stoic, trained to face gunfire without blinking, to stare criminals in the eye. And yet, here I stood in a mud-stained courtyard, stripped of power, cornered by men who didn't fear the law. Is this real? An officer dragged into a pakdua byaah like some helpless boy? With a village girl-barely literate, cloaked in shyness and fragility? Me-a divorced man, father to a one-year-old daughter who waits for me to come home? Nothing about it fit. And yet everything about it was true. Because my best friend-my brother in every sense-sat tied to a chair across from me. His hands bound, his eyes defiant, and three guns pointed to his head. Aarish. Soon to be a father himself. Husband to Suhani, who was as much my sister as blood could make her. What was I supposed to do? Marry or rebel? The choice was never mine. I whispered, almost ashamed: "Main talaaqshuda hoon... aur ek beti ka baap bhi." ("I am divorced... and also the father of a daughter.") She looked at me with steady innocence: "Nahi... ab aap ek shaadi-shuda insaan hai. Aur hum uss bachi ki maa hai." ("No... now you are a married man. And I am that child's mother.") TROPES City Boy × Village Girl IPS × Illiterate Forced Marriage / Pakdua Byaah Second Chance at Love Stepmother Role Found Family Traumatic Past Grumpy × Sunshine Duty vs Desire Single Father Romance Slow Burn Romance Innocence Meets Experience

In class you will call me proffeser. In private you'll call me daddy. Dr. Arjun Malhotra was the kind of man mother's warned their daughter about- too handsome, too powerful, too dangerous. To the world , he was respected professor. But behind the mask, he was Mumbai's most feared Mafia king. And me? I was just Ananya Sharma, the innocent girl who made the mistake of catching his eyes. His gaze burned through me in lectures, His voice made my heart race. His touch.....ruined me. I should have run. I should have resisted. But when the devil himself decides you're his obsession, escape isn't an option. Proffeser by day. Mafia king by night. My forbidden sin.