When two equally powerful souls come together, their strength enhances, and it makes them capable of moving mountains and uprooting trees together. But what if this union begins with hatred? When passion and yearning combines, then the underlying feelings of love come out in a different way. Ketaki Vyaas, an idol of courage and kindness. She would tend to the wound she has given you herself. Tejasvin Dhyutidhara, an epitome of valour and knowledge. Even if his ways are immoral at times, he'd bring justice to your feet regardless. His love is fire and she's afraid to burn. What happens when they unite in the village of Raghavaiah into a forced marriage? What happens when the person you hate becomes your biggest support?

💗 KARAN x TRIPURA ☀️ • Forced Promixity • Secret Wife • Age Gap

Bhavesh leaned in closer to her lips almost touching his lips with hers and whispered "I missed you Jaya. So much that you can't even imagine it. I always craved for you. To be around you. To be with you. Did you miss me too?" Listening to him Jaya's breath hitched and she nodded her head as it seems her words were stucked in her throat. Not getting any verbal response Bhavesh removed his hands from the wall and cupped her jaw while pressing it and said "Answer me verbally biwi." Looking at his dark eyes Jaya stuttered her response "Ye... Yesss... I... I. missed you too." Hearing her reply there was a smile on Bhavesh face. He inclined his face more towards Jaya and whispered "If my biwi permits can I kiss her?" . . Jaya & Bhavesh were tied in a marriage at the tender age of 9 and 11. Getting separated after few months of marriage they both built their new life. Now after 9 years their union happened again. How will they help and support eachother. Will they be able to complete "CHAR KADAM" of their life by holding hands or will societal pressure will make them the typical couple of 1960's. Dive in to know. Sunshine x Sunshine Dominant x Submissive

"Marry me" he said. she was hell shocked by his confession because no one will expect this from a complete stranger or she was thinking she heard something wrong . "wha...wha....what did you say now??? I think I heard something wrong" she asked gathering some courage. He chuckled to see her shuttering and said " you didn't hear anything wrong and yes , I asked you to marry me". she was again shocked by his words. "But why will I marry you?"she asked him with so much courage. "Because I need a partner to marry and your fiance who was supposed to marry you today didn't come"he said. Little did he know why her fiance didn't come to marry her. That's it tears started flowing from her eyes. seeing her tears his heart felt pain and he made a promise to himself that "after today I will make you and your tears be enemies because I will make sure you will definitely not need them in your life anymore.this my promise"he said to himself. "If he didn't come then it doesn't mean that I will marry a stranger"she said and started going away for him. Then she got a call from an unknown number after receiving the call she was silent for whole three minutes. seems like only the person talked. after the call cut she opened her phone saw some pictures the other person sent. she was numb after seeing those pictures her hands and legs are shivering. she was in that position for almost 10 minutes and she was feeling different emotions like heart break,betrayal,pain,anger. He was observing all her movements because he knew he was solely responsible for her condition. He created all this mess to bring her into his life and in his arms. the movement his eyes fell on her he knew that was she was what he wanted and he will do anything to make her his. that is he wanted her to make "Mrs.Shravani Vikram Singh Rathore". He came out of his trance and saw that she was coming to him in an angry mode. she came and stood in front of him and told him that"I am ready to marry you.."

He is a mentally unstable person, She is the bravest girl in the village, carefree. His life is full of darkness, conspiracy and cruelty She is like a flower, pure and beautiful. And................they get married. How will they stay together and become the strength of each other. Read to find out.

The story is set in late 1980s. A woman who has full faith in her husband and loves him to core and a man who'll do anything to protect his family but finds it hard to express his emotions. Will there story be like every other couple in that era or does fate has something else stored for them? ☆ Warning: This story contains mature themes. Some things (like religion, mention of texts) are written for fictional purposes only. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. So I am just giving you guys a heads up if anybody feels offended. Readers discretion is advised.

Story set in 1930s He is looking at me like I am his meal . I don't know what to do so I just stand still. "Come here sugandha "he said in a low yet dangerous voice.Its been years I last hear his words.I slowly went towards him and stand beside him. He pulled me and made me sit in his lap.He slowly lift my head and trace his finger on my forehead while traveling it through my eyes,nose and lips. He insert his middle finger in my mouth and command me to lick.I don't know what it is and how to lick it. He chocked on my neck enough to pass oxygen. "I don't like to repeat my self sugandha, lick it like a good girl." he said to me in a dangerous voice. I obeyed him and lick his finger. He removed his finger with a pop sound and trace his finger through my neck ,breasts and navel. I don't know what this feeling is but something weird is happening in my stomach which I can't control. He suddenly cup his hand on my pussy through my saree and press it. I instantly adopted these weird feeling and an unknown sound escape through my mouth. "Who these pussy belongs to sugandha" he asked while gazing into my eyes .I don't know what to say,I feel very shy under his gaze.I close my eyes in a trance. "Don't I said to not repeat my self" he said in a dangerous voice . With out any warning he put his hand under my skirt and trace his finger on my clit in a rhythmic pace . "All wet for me my little slut Now tell me who these pussy belongs to ",he asked again. I don't know why it feel little weird in. good way when he calls me slut and his fingers did wonder and an unknown feeling raised in my stomach. "Ah, um,ahhh, it belongs to yours ji".I said with out controlling my body and mouth. CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ HIGHLY MATURED, VIOLENCE,SMUT, RAPE SCENES, EXPLICIT LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. ONLY FOR 18+ READERS. RANKINGS #1 in anger_04/06/2024 #1 in 1930s _ 23/06/2024 #1 in wattpad India_ 01/09/2024

"I am yours just yours but I can't be with you anymore" ---------------------- "I married her to save her from the disgrace and shame that society would have thrust upon her," Abhirath said, his voice steady but tinged with an edge of desperation. Vedanti's eyes flashed with anger and hurt. "Oh, and if you had made her your sister, you could have saved her reputation then too, couldn't you, Hukum?" she retorted, using the formal title with a touch of bitterness. "But no, you just had to marry her, didn't you? No explanation, no warning, just a decision made without a thought for what it would do to me." Abhirath took a step closer, his face etched with regret. "Vedanti, you have to understand-" "No," she interrupted, her voice rising. "You don't get to stand there and tell me what I need to understand. You don't get to justify your actions now. You broke my trust, Abhirath. You shattered my heart. How can you expect me to believe anything you say?" The pain in her eyes cut him deeply. He reached out, trying to take her hand, but she pulled away. "I was young, naive," she continued, her voice trembling with emotion. "I trusted you with everything I had. And what did you do? You left me alone in the dead of night, forced me to fend for myself. You planned my parents' deaths, manipulated every part of my life. How can you claim to love me when you've caused me so much pain?" Abhirath's eyes filled with anguish. "Vedanti, every action I took was to protect you, even if it doesn't seem that way. I thought I was doing what was best-" Vedanti laughed bitterly. "Best for whom, Abhirath? For me or for your own conscience? You talk about protection, but all you've done is bring chaos into my life." --------------- PART ONE OF HIS WIFE SERIES✨❤ ------------

What happens when sweet love of vihaan and Disha turns toxic? What happens when vihaan gets obsessed with Disha? Can Disha adjust with his obsessiveness? *Excerpt* "Strip." My eyes widens. "I said STRIP. DISHA." I shake my head. I would have done it if he was not angry. If he was my cute and sweet vihaan. He took the knife which was in the fruit basket. He pushed me on the bed so now I was laying on the bed. He puts the knife at the neck line of my top and sliding it down ripping the cloth in two parts. "How many times have I said you that I don't like when you talk to other boys." "Why?" I ask. I want to know why does he always gets angry. "Because I don't like it. Damn it." He rips the plazo pant in a one stroke of the knife.

[ the destiny series #1] 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 I won't grow my child in a family where the father is a cheater My little avika is a 2 year old living peacefully with me , I'm a single mother and I love my job and my baby He destroyed everything and now thinks that I will come back in his life? Never