Meenakshi. Her life turned upside down with one accident, she lost her future along with her father in the accident? She was thrown into a hell called "marriage" at a tender age of ten. She became an unpaid maid for her so called family and was stuck in a loveless marriage with an ignorant husband. Will she continue to suffer? Or Will something change in her life?

Baani Agnihotri 23 year old studying Architecture, gets suddenly Married to her Childhood Friend Om Upadhyay(28) who is orthopaedic doctor. No She is not a replaced Bride nor he is a replaced Groom, The marriage happens with consent but still Sudden ! Would Baani and Om be able to manage this pure bond of marriage or would they end up apart? Would Om be able to heal Baani from something he never broke? Trope - Marriage, best Friends to Lovers, Brother's Best friend, Sudden Marriage, Slow burn, steamy romance, Romcom ! #indian 15th Rank #india 88th Rank #marriage 120 Rank #forced marriage rank 18 #romance rank 70 #Rank 2 in marriage-of-convenience #marriage #forced #slowburn #lovers #romance #Rank 2 in marriage #rank 3 in India #rank 1 in indian #rank 3 in forcedmarriage

❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |

He doesn't know what love is but he knows he doesn't want to be lonely. She knows what love is but also knows she doesn't have a chance at it. Nikhil is a pretty straightforward guy who can be a little choosy about things and food. Sharanya is mostly a practical person with a romantic heart. With emotional baggage of their respective pasts and little stubborn mindsets these two individuals are brought together for an arranged marriage. Started: Completed:

❝Mummy, meri shaadi karvado.❞ Aditya Shrivastava had lived half of his life third-wheeling his friends and their partners. While they went on dates, he was debugging a hundred lines of code. While they got married, he was breaking sweat for an early promotion. Now they're all happy and settled, and he can't help but envy them. Getting a girl on his own was an impossible feat to achieve for Aditya. He couldn't even keep a stable eye contact with people of the opposite gender. Hence, he heavily relied on his mother to get him hitched. He was desperate for a life like his settled friends, unaware there's more to a relationship than book-y romance and cuddle nights. And when he crosses paths with Priya Mathur, the elder sister of the first potential bride he wishes to meet, his life goes spiralling in a whirlwind of sweet and sour love he hadn't expected himself to fall for. Cover credit: @ mystwhizzpuzz on IG

He: If Loving is an art, I want you to be my Picasso Myra. Myra: No, you don't meant it. Tell me everything is a lie. You cannot love me. How can you say this to me when you love someone else ? He: How do I prove it you Myra ? Myra: Please don't this to me. Stop playing this love game. I tired of it. He held her hand and placed her palm against his chest. Closing his eyes, he sighed and gave a gentle squeeze to her palm. He: I love you Myra. It has been always you then, only you now and it will always be you forever. I will never be tired of loving you cause my life is meant only to love you even from the age when I didn't know what is to fall in love. Yet here I m before you confessing my love after years of being hidden deep in my heart Myra. I love you with every bone, fibre and cells in my body. I love you to the moon and back. I love you to the eternity Myra. -------------------- "The Course of true love never did run smooth " - William Shakespeare. Join Myra in her journey to unfold the love, passion, pain, betrayal and joy, fate has planned for her.