𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙭 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙝𝙨.... 𝙃𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧. It was supposed to be fake. Just a deal. A contract. He needed a wife for six months. She needed the money. But Ira didn't expect her cold, controlling boss to become so... possessive. "The contract ends in six months, Mr. Malhotra," she reminds him. His dark eyes flicker with something dangerous. "Then why do you feel like mine already?"

HIS SERIES 2 ARRANGED MARRIAGE "You will marry him, Dithya. No more discussion. I just want to get rid of you from here. Tomorrow, the marriage will happen. Be ready... or else you know what I'll do." My stepmother's voice was cold as she pushed me down to the floor. "Mam, please... don't do this to me. I'll do whatever you say, but not this. Please, Mam... I beg you." I clutched at her legs desperately, tears blurring my vision. But she shook me off with disgust and walked away, leaving me crumpled on the ground. "Why, Amma? Why did you leave me with these people?" I whispered into the darkness, hugging myself. "Take me with you, Amma. I can't live like this anymore..." --- "Dithya..." An old man in his eighties sat in a grand ancestral house, holding a worn photograph of a teenage girl. A single tear slid down his wrinkled cheek as he traced her face with trembling fingers. "You are the goddess of this house. I will bring you here... I will make you my Abhi's wife." His voice broke, but determination shone in his eyes. --- "Marriage? Now?" Abhimanyu's voice thundered in the hall. "I will not marry anyone." His eyes were sharp, his jaw clenched as he glared at his parents. --- Diya (Dithya) - shy, introverted, and afraid to talk to new people. She secretly dreams of her prince charming, someone who will love her unconditionally and protect her fragile heart. Abhimanyu - angry, arrogant, quick to lose his temper. But behind his tough exterior, he is deeply soft and protective toward the few people he loves. His heart still waits for the mysterious girl who once saved his life. ________________________________ Southindian arranged marriage [Telugu Based] Tropes: Arranged marriage She feel first and he fell harder Student×student Ceo×student Loveaftermarriage Cousins Mystery WARNING: MATURE CONTENT Don't copy my work. Let's get into the story to know the journey of Abhiya (Abhimanyu-dithya). Vote . comment . Follow

~ABHIMAAN MALHOTRA ❤️ SAMANTHA SINGH~ "Tell me, wifey. You were so eager to marry me, huh? Do you have any extra needs that I can fulfill?" she fumed in anger upon hearing his disrespectful words. She raised her hands only to slap him and shut his mouth from saying more harsh words to her. "Don't you dare think that, Samantha," he said, holding her hands tightly. "Let me go, Abhimaan!" she shouted. "Then, why the fuck did you marry me? You are nothing more than a gold digger." Hearing that word broke her level of patience as she lifted her knee and hit him hard on his member. "You better not use that word again, Mr. Malhotra", he groaned in pain, moving away from her. Abhimaan Malhotra, CEO of Malhotra Group of Industries, is nothing but a definition of Greek God by looks and a walking centre of storm. His first love is his business, and the love that lasts has yet to enter his life. Samantha Singh, a girl who is working for not to live a better life but to save her father's last memory, his cafe, by paying off the huge amount of debt. When the crisis hits her hand and she is on the verge of losing everything, there are hard decisions that she has to make, and that involves marrying her father's best friend's son, Abhimaan. Getting into a loveless marriage was the least she would have wanted in her life, but that's what DESTINY means, right? "Divorce me and set yourself free." Abhimaan's cold voice echoed inside the room. "I can't divorce you, Mr. Malhotra," Samantha whispered, tears flowing down her cheeks. "Then accept that you are a gold digger." His voice broke her heart when she realised that she had already fallen for him. "Yes, Abhimaan, I'm a gold digger," she admitted with a barely audible voice, but enough for him to listen. What will happen if the walls start colliding and circumstances make them stand beside each other? WHO WILL DESIRE THE OTHER FIRST? Read "HIS UNWANTED DESIRE" to get all your answers. [Note: Weekly Updates]

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

My fingers curled into his t-shirt as I kissed him back, matching his intensity, my anger melting into raw emotion. He pulled back just enough for his lips to brush my ear. "If you slap me again..." he murmured darkly, grabbing my jaw, "I'll fuck you until you won't be able to walk. I promise." A shiver raced through me. I cupped his neck. "I hope you're as good at keeping promises as you are at making them." ______ Some men are born into violence. Ekansh Virk was raised by it. Delhi's underworld whispers his name like a prayer and a curse. He is Dhanush Ahlawat's blade - silent, precise, and merciless. No conscience. No weakness. No woman has ever made him feel anything but contempt. Until her. Aayesha Ahlawat. His Boss Dhanush Ahlawat's sister. She wears her defiance like silk, too sharp, too reckless, and infuriatingly untouched by the darkness that owns him. One accidental glance, and his restraint begins to bleed. And when she calls him "brother's slave" with that wicked smile, something inside him snaps. She wants to provoke the Beast but has no idea what she's awakening. "You want to provoke me, princess? Let me show you what happens when a Beast stops pretending to be a man." She makes him want to ruin her in the most exquisite ways, just to remind her who truly owns the dark. Every insult makes him harder. Every challenge tightens the leash around his control until it frays. He imagines her beneath him...not gently, not kindly but claimed. Her wrists pinned, her breath stolen and her sharp mouth finally silenced by his name moaning on her lips. But she is forbidden. And that makes the wanting worse. He's buried men alive. He's watched fire consume everything in its path. But resisting Aayesha is a war he's losing breath by breath, sin by sin. Because some temptations don't just break rules. They burn loyalties to ash. Forbidden Temptations - Beginning of the Sin. (Sins of Temptation Series #1) Where obedience ends. And obsession begins.

Ahvi, an insecure girl, who's forced to believe that she doesn't deserve her better because of her dark complexion. Yet, she dares to dream and hope for a future with her husband, Nevan Singhania. But what if the hope she sees in him become his guilt? Nevan, haunted by his past, struggling to live a normal life and not to flinch away when touched wasn't even hoping for anything when he got her. But what if she become his hope? When two souls, tender and beautiful, struggling with their shortcomings, ended up in an arrange marriage, what might unfold? Ahvi's insecurities vanish or they return back with much more power? Nevan could let go of his past or ended up shackled in it? Could they satisfy each other's need to be loved or keep screaming in their silent ways Love Me?

𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭. 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐱 𝐒𝐢𝐲𝐚 ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐬. 𝐇𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 - 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 - 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧. 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐝. ──────-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-────── She was a girl the world forgot raised behind silent walls, untouched by time, untouched by sin. He was the man the world feared, sharp, cold, and unforgiving. When her world of blind faith crumbled, she looked up at him with eyes full of trust... and called him her angel. He should've walked away. He didn't. Now, the most dangerous criminal lawyer holds the purest soul in his hands. And he'll burn the world before letting her go. A story of whispered promises, forbidden devotion, and a desire so innocent... it's almost sinful. "She believes he saved her. But the truth is- She's the only thing that ever saved him."

Book 1 of "DEVOTIONAL LOVE SERIES" ★•°•. Soft Romance .•°•★ "I ALWAYS LOVED YOU !!!", I shouted. Okay I need to stay calm. "Ananya, you are not burden on me. You are my wife and love of my life, how can you be a burden for me huh?", I said calmly while looking straight into her drown worthy eyes, while my hand cupped her cheeks. "You love me ???", she asked, her voice a low whisper as if fearing what if someone hear and cast an evil eye. Her eyes looked at me with longing exptessions and I couldn't hold back anymore and confessed. I nodded while my heart beated loudly behind my ribcage as I confessed, "Yes, my Ananya. I love you." "S-since when?", she stuttered, her eyes looking deeply in my eyes, trying to search unsaid words. I can't answer her this question but I can't even hide this life time... can I ? She again asked, "Since when you l-love me niv?" "Six years", I replied. There was a breathless silence. .............•°○●○°•.•°○●○°•.•°○●○°•............. Will life give second chance to Agniv? Will Ananya meet her savior? To know more, read my first ever story 'Agniv's Aanya : his love' . ♡Tropes♡ ◇Sunshine MML × Broken FML ◇Love at first sight ◇He fall first and harder ◇If not her then no one ◇Will you fall in love with me? #1 in India《17.12.25》

4 people 2 couple Where sports meets bollywood industry and Politics meets Mafia A story which started in junior college and having no ends to it... "Suddenly, my autocorrect knew your name! " Tropes Couple 1: Sunshines Sports romance College romance Sports × model Friends to lovers Sister's bestfriend Couple 2: Politics × Mafia College romance Senior × junior Enemies to lover Bubbly × grumpy Brother's best friend

He grabbed her by hands and pulled her to the side in swift motion. "What the h-", he placed his fingers on her lips silencing her squeal. She stared at him in shock, her eyes a whirlwind of emotions. "Before you say something else, I need to know how does it feel, to be pulled like you always do with me? And unlike you, I didn't even use much power." He smirked. "Let me guess? You were thinking of doing the same." He said with a chuckle and she rolled her eyes. "Beware," he whispered, "For one day it will get stuck over there if you keep on doing that." He pulls her close and she gasps. Her hands on his chest. She looks at him with an angry surprise. He couldn't help himself but smirk and she wanted nothing more than to punch that smirk off his handsome face. •••••••••••••••••••••••••• "I know that the moment you saw me enter, you wanted to kick me out. But unfortunately your mom was around and you couldn't fullfill your heart's desires. But she isn't here now, so why don't you give it a try sweetheart?" He said, mocking her. "What do you want from me?" She asked through gritted teeth. •••••••••••••••••••••••••• The mistakes she made replayed in her mind, she lifted her dress till knees and ran towards the wedding venue, with tears running down her eyes. "The wedding's completed." Announced the priest. "Congratulations Mrs. Khurrana." He chirped, mocking her in his win. The bride's eyes met the teary eyes of her, the bride could see the pain in woman's eyes. He saw her broken and then looked at his Bride. "You're next." whispered the bride in his ears, he felt a chill along his spine hearing her threat. •••••••••••••••••••••••••• "I'm Never Yours!" She said and that's when he realised she never was. Cover : @dreamer-blxss Description : @capellarc da queen