Singhania Series- Book 1 Three Heirs Married Three Girls . . . "Vansh''try to gain His attention but failed. "Vansh I heard something about you" Now vansh look at her. "What" "That.....you hate girls so much"She is like shuttering,bcoz she know what is going to happen with her. With out saying anything Vansh Attacks her lips and starts to suck it hungryly. She was full in shock that she forget to do any action.when Vansh bite her lower lip,she gain her attention and try push him but can't bcoz he still now pins her hands above her head. . . . "Then if you Agree that you are my wife and I am your husband then give me my rights......opsss actually I doesn't want your permission.........I have full rights on you"while pin her on the wall. "Veer am not your slave or a toy " "One mistake darling.....you are my slave....my s*x toy"while smirking. Arzh High her hand to slap him but Veer hold her hand and pin both hand to her back. "Ahhhh Veer it's Hurting please leave my hands" "Wrong move darling" Then Throw her on bed and hover over her. He started to bite and suck her neck Her boths hands were pinned by his hand ,that's why she can't stop or push him away. . . . "Sweetheart," he whispered in a nasty voice, "I am thirsty." My stomach churned. I crunch nose in disgust, but he snarled- "Don't do that nose thing again. It boils my blood." Before she could react, his mouth latched onto her neck, sucking hard. "Ahhh-Vyom!" she cried, her voice breaking into a moan of pain. She pushed at him, her fragile hands useless against his strength. "This is not right... please let me go... please, I beg you!" "Just shut up."

THE TERRITORY OF RAJPUTS °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° *The Rajput series. *The story of two prince's and their complicated married life. *The First crowned prince Virat Pratap Singh Rajput and his queen Akriti Singh. ( He is ruling his territory, What will happen when she step inside his territory to rule his heart? Will he give her a chance?) *The Second prince Jai Pratap Singh Rajput and his queen Ritika singh. ( He is heartless, she is a sweetheart but What will happen when two same poles come close to each other? Will they attract or repel?)

𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐱 𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐯𝐚 BOOK 1 of MOONLIT SERIES! She was raised with traditions. He was hardened by duty. Their hearts never asked-but their families did. VRINDA MISHRA never dreamt of love stories. A government school teacher from a respected Brahmin family, she believed in responsibility more than romance, in silence more than chaos. When her father chose an IPS officer for her, she agreed-not for love, but for the man her father saw worth in. ASTITVA KANAN no space in his life for affection. After years of relentless struggle, he wore his khaki like second skin and spoke only when needed. When his mother brought Vrinda's proposal, he didn't refuse-he simply followed the order, like every other in his life. They marry with respect. They live with distance. And yet-something lingers in the quiet. Two strangers bound by duty. Two hearts untouched by love. But sometimes, the softest stories aren't told in words... they bloom in unspoken glances, shared silences, and the promise of something slowly, gently, changing. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. 18+ readers. Mature content.

The priest asked softly, "Pyaar karte ho apni patni se?" He smiled, his eyes instinctively finding hers. There was calm in his expression, yet something deeply intense beneath it. Then he whisper, "Pyaar toh bas ek shabd hai..." His voice carried devotion, not hesitation. "Main uski ibadat karta hoon." He paused, as if the truth itself needed space to breathe. "I don't need to worship God in temples. I have my own goddess - my wife." For him, faith was not stone or scripture. "My devotion begins with her..." "...and ends with her." 𝗩𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵×𝗦𝗮𝗮𝗻𝘃𝗶 ◦•●◉✿Tropes ✿◉●•◦ CEO × Employee Grumpy× Sunshine Forced marriage slow burn hate to love desi × videshi Untouched male and female He fell first but both fell harder

Widowed at thirty-four, Kabir Rathore is a successful businessman, but a lost man at heart - a single father drowning in guilt, duty, and a past he can't let go of. When his newborn daughter and two-year-old son need stability, his conservative family urges him into an unusual solution: a marriage of convenience. Enter Shruti Roy - twenty-seven, quiet but resilient, reeling from her own heartbreaks, and fiercely protective of her independence. She agrees to the arrangement, not for love, but for the children who steal her heart the moment she steps into Kabir's chaotic world. What begins as a practical decision slowly unfolds into something neither of them expects - laughter in shared silences, sparks under casual touches, and a home built from gentle moments. But ghosts of the past are not easy to bury. When jealousy strikes, old lovers reappear, and trust is tested by twisted intentions, Shruti and Kabir must ask the hardest question of all: Was this just an arrangement? Or the beginning of something real? ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: 𝗧𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗲𝘀: 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗲 𝗗𝗮𝗱 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗦𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗕𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝘅𝗶𝗺𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗛𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝗘𝗻𝗱𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗦𝗼𝗳𝘁 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 STANDALONE.

Her back hit the bookshelf with a soft thud, sending a few books tumbling to the floor. Rudransh didn't flinch. His gaze was locked on her lips, one hand wrapped firmly around her waist, the other slowly dragging up her spine. "You think I brought you here just to read?" he whispered, voice rough. Nitya's breath caught as his thumb brushed the curve beneath her chin. "Then why did you?" He leaned closer, lips barely grazing her ear. "Because this is the one place no one dares interrupt me." Then, before she could say another word, his mouth crushed onto hers-demanding, raw, possessive. Books watched. Shadows danced. Her hands found his shirt, fingers fisting the fabric as his teeth grazed her lower lip. And in that moment, nothing mattered but the taste of secrets and sin. ********************************************* Tropes Forced Marriage Age gap Grumpy × Sunshine MML is obsessed with MFL with capital O Characters FL - Nitiya Maheshwari (26 years) An extrovert, carefree, and a famous sketcher. She is famous for sketching historical royal families across the globe. ML - Rudransh Singh Rathore (32 years) An extremely cold man, more precisely the upcoming king of Rajasthan. He has extruded an aura of ice. He is not a man of many words. Once he decides something, there's no going back. He can accept anything but disrespect and disobedience. For more peep out in the book & get your gears high to join them in Rudransh's Possession. Your Writer Purva Narang Ranks: #7 in Royal Romance - 06/03/2025

*𝘴𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩!* What happens when Naina, a lively wedding planner, collides with Aarav, the grumpy heir of the Raichand family? "Is this your idea of a warm welcome?" Aarav huffs, dripping wet after an unexpected water splash. "Well, if you didn't show up unannounced, you wouldn't be soaking wet," Naina replies. As they navigate wedding plans filled with chaos, laughter, and unexpected sparks, will Naina break through Aarav's icy exterior? Or will their banter lead to something deeper amid the wedding chaos? "Just remember," Aarav warns, "this wedding won't plan itself, and I'm not interested in drama." "Drama? Please," Naina laughs. "I'm here to make this wedding unforgettable, and that might just involve a little chaos."

𓍯𓂃𓏧Book 2 of historical series..ᝰ.ᐟ ❥𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑬𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔❥ "Don't you have any shame?! You are getting married in few hours and here you are with some other woman." "You are not some other woman! You are mine, my woman!" "No, I'm not. I won't be your secret, your mistress. That's why I've decided, I'm leaving Rajgarh. For good." "Don't you dare! Or I will hunt you down from anywhere in the world" ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Abhimanyu Singh Rathore and Kashmira Chauhan were never friends. Childhood rivals, bitter enemies, constantly bickering yet strangely inseparable. But something shattered between them four years ago. No goodbyes, no explanations, just silence. However, fate intervened and united them unexpectedly. Their paths crossed when Kashmira arrived in Rajgarh, his realm. The emotions they had long suppressed began to resurface, complicating their ability to remain apart. ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Join me in the journey of Abhimanyu and Kashmira to know if their love can survive or not. Will these enemies ever turn into lovers?

#2nd Series of Sherawat "You are my wife and you will do whatever I will say. Now start removing your clothes." He looked at his bride who was standing in front of him without any fear. "Huh...you will do whatever I say, my foot. I am Shivanya Kaur and I never bow in front of anyone. You have married me by forcing me but you can't touch me without my permission." She said with boldness. "Okay, let's see...." Just in a blink he stood up from the couch and before she could react he held her wrist and fell on the bed with her. . . . A girl was running on the streets in a mustard color punjabi bridal attire. She stopped on a road as she was just too tired from running. Soon she felt many lights. She looked up and found herself surrounded by many luxurious cars. Then she looked up at the sky from where a helicopter was landing and a dashing personality came out of it. His personality becomes more royal in his branded three piece suit. "Ab tera kya hoga Shivanya. Baba jii mein pura gurudwara mein langar karwaungi. Bas iss shaitan se bachalo..." She joined her bangle cladded hands together and looked up at the sky. "There's no way to save yourself as I am the only person who is above and in front of you..." A loud muscular voice echoed in her ears. . . . . . Adhyay Singh Sherawat is a name that commands both fear and respect, a business tycoon whose empire stretches across countless industries. Yet, despite the cold, calculating nature that defines him in the business world, there is one thing Adhyay cherishes above all else: his family and his wife 'Shivanya.' Shivanya Gill is the vibrant, Punjabi kudi, with a mischievous spark. A drama queen, with a sharp mind and a heart full of life, she is the complete opposite of Adhyay Singh Sherawat-where he is dark and brooding, she is bright and full of energy. You can also read it standalone. All rights are reserved under @Realest_thinker7.

" I won't marry you! ...Ge..t out of here!" I screamed in fear. my voice breaking. Ammi grabbed my hand, her grip tight with desperation. "Stop! Don't say anything! He will hurt you bacha!" But I wasn't listening with trembling hands, I picked up a small mirror from the table and throw it at him, everyone's eyes widened. "Leave you monster!!!" Shiva dodged it effortlessly, mirror shattered at his feet, his eyes narrowing. His jaw clenched, He exhaled sharply, his patience snapping, Everyone hold their breath thinking now he's going to hurt me as well. "Shoot her father's leg." "No!" I screamed, DIG IN TO FIND OUT MORE Do not click on this book if you can't handle senstive content.© Trigger warning ⚠️ rape, abuse, trauma, suicidal behaviour, anger , mention of blood , murder. I don't own any picture. All the photos belong to their rightful owners, only the storyline is mine so please don't copy my story, thank you.