He was fire. She was the wind. And together, they could either destroy the world... or heal it. Rana Rudraksh Vardhan-Asia's most powerful businessman and the feared head of the Asian Mafia and the secret crowned prince of Vardhapur. He is untouchable, unbreakable, and cursed. Every woman who marries into the Vardhan bloodline dies within a year, and Rudraksh has embraced that darkness as his fate. Rivanya Bedi is his complete opposite-a compassionate soul with unshakable faith in Maa Gauri. Forced into marriage as a replacement for her step-sister, she is thrown into Rudraksh's world of blood, betrayal, and secrets that could burn her alive. But what she doesn't expect is the man behind the mask... the one whose pain runs deeper than the curse that haunts him. As Shiv meets Shakti, fire meets wind, and love collides with destiny, will their union receive the blessing of the gods? Or will Rudraksh and Rivanya be torn apart by the curse that has claimed every soul before hers? RUDRAVANYA - a story of love, power, and the divine war between fate and faith.

An arrange marriage story of manik and Nandini with friends and family

"Do you want me to f*ck your brains out?" I don't understand this kind of language and i don't like it. "Look at you...so wet..ready for my dick...but do you remember the night when I tried making love to you but you cried out suddenly...you make me feel like a ra*ist but now look at yourself...you are craving for my dick...you want me to f*ck you so hard...you are dripping like a wh*re" He showed me his finger which is covered in my wetness. I immediately got off the sofa. I broke into violent sobs after hearing such words from him. "What do you want Ashutosh? What do you want?? You want me to leave? I'm leaving then...i can't handle this anymore..." I immediately walked towards the door to leave but he grabbed me from behind. "You are not going anywhere...do you understand?" "Let go... I can't stay and cry here all the time..." I tried pulling my hand back from his grip but he dragged me inside our bedroom and locked the door.

"You can't do this to me; my marriage is already fixed," she stated. He pulled her harshly and ordered, "Never refuses me; you can't even imagine what I can do or not." He went near her ear and said, "Get ready for our marriage. I am giving you two days" and kissed her earlobe. This is Randheer Yaduvanshi, heir of the most powerful family of UP. He is 32 years old, unmarried, and the Chief Minister of Uttar Pradesh. But his picture with a girl in an intimate position resulted in terror for his chair, and a politician can go to any extent to maintain his power and position. That's why he declared that "We are husband and wife, married last year, and we did not disclose it due to security concerns as my wife is not from a political family. Hope people will not deteriorate a sacred marriage, a bond made before God." It is a retribution story of power hunger entangled with love.

✭⋆𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞⋆✭ "Why did you not listen to me?"I whispered against her lips, my voice husky with a mixture of anger and possessiveness. "I can do anything I please. You have no right to dictate my movements," she retorted, her voice firm. My grip on her waist tightened involuntarily. "Let's go to bed, and I'll show you exactly who I am to you,"I growled, scooping her up in my arms and carrying her towards the bed. I hovered over her, intertwining our hands and gazing intently into her eyes, a venomous glint in my own. "Tell me what you see in my eyes,"I demanded, my voice low and dangerous. Strangely, she remained remarkably calm, her demeanor almost serene. Finally, she spoke, her voice barely a whisper, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "A child," she murmured softly. "What?" I barked, my eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "A little boy," she continued, her voice gaining strength, "who desperately needs protection. A boy who yearns for love, for acceptance, for someone to hold him and never let go. A boy who has always been the shoulder to lean on for others, yet has never found a shoulder to cry on himself. And I... I love this boy." Her smile was fragile, a fleeting expression that mirrored the softening of my own grip on her hands. My eyes stung with a sudden, unexpected wave of emotion. ✰ Falling in love with the daughter of his father's murderer, he found his carefully constructed revenge plan crumbling before his eyes. Years of carefully cultivated hatred threatened to be consumed by a burgeoning affection he never anticipated. Unbeknownst to him, she was the very source of the pain he sought to avenge. Would he succumb to the allure of her love, or would his thirst for vengeance ultimately consume them both? "MATURE CONTENT"

✧༺♥༻✧ Manik malhotra was in relationship with Anya mathur from a quite long time he was a simple guy who trusted easily on everyone. handsome looking guy with zero ego and attitude .he was a gem just like his name. whereas Nandini murthy was the bad bitch of the school whom almost half of the school hated.. but did she cared? nahhh...she was a reserved person talked less and studied more... What will happen when they will fall in love, but then only nandinj will leave him . what will happen, when these two will meet after 7 years by destiny or by some plans.. both are polls apart but they say na love just happens, and you can't control it

Two souls tied with one knot in Arrange Marriage As I enter in my room I saw my babies are sleeping together in my bed. Then I realized may be I should give a chance to her because everytime she lives with my baby, my baby always smiles and try to speak new words. And whenever I see her eyes, my heart find solace. _______________________________________________________________ "I am fucking telling you don't blame my family I will never tolerate this" he said in angerous tone in front of his family members. "I am tell...telling you truth why don't you beli...eve me. I had never lie...lie to you" she said while holding tears in her eyes. "Now enough already you get out of my house and never try to enter in my house, my life, my family and my son's life" he shouted in anger at her. _______________________________________________________________ She is Shrijita Sharma. An innocent yet bold girl. She loves her family very much and her parents also love her like goddess. She is an ancient soul which means she believes all her culture and traditions. He is Shivansh Kashyap. He has anger issues. He is cold, ruthless, rude CEO but he is not always like this some circumstances made him like this. He is loving towards his family and loves them unconditionally but never show them. Will destiny able to meet them? What will happen when truth comes in front them? Will he believe her? Will she handle his son? Will she becomes his mother? Will his son accept as his mother? Will they trust each other fully in their life? Will they enjoy their life? What will happen they cross each other paths? What will God write in their fate? A night change their life. Either they lost each other or joins each other with their life journey

Aditya Malhotra's life changed forever when he lost his eyesight and his mother in a tragic accident. Blamed by his father for the loss, Aditya feels lost and alone. But destiny has other plans. When he meets a mysterious girl who introduces him to the world of music, everything begins to change. She challenges him to discover her name, sparking a journey of healing and self-discovery. As their bond deepens, Aditya learns that music can bring light to the darkest moments. Will he uncover her name, and can their relationship help him find his way back to joy? Join Aditya on this emotional journey of love, loss, and the magic of music... The Rise of Rockstar

When She lost everything he came into her life as a new found light or that's what she thought but at the end he even made her lose herself...But is this the real end or there's something more to this story of a unloved bride. . . . "Please humne kuch nhi kiya...ple..ase mat..ki..kij.iye ye humare saa.th", she pleaded, her hands bleeding tied in the chains tightly. Her face covered with blood and tears. Meanwhile the eyes she stared through her lashes held only anger and hatred with not even a slightest glint of remorse. "Tum jaise ladki ko bazaar me 2 kodi me bechte hain log...Humne tumhe sar pe bithaye aur tumne...Tumhe biwi ka darja dekar sabse badi galti ki hai humne apne jiwan ki." With this he tightened the chains that tied her legs. He left without even sparing her a glance. She lied there lifeless. It felt like somebody has poured acid in ears and then and there she lost the only one she had...herself. . . . "Paas mat aana humare...Dur ho jaiye humse" , I screamed as I slid back across the floor , he advanced one step at a time, his pace steady and purposeful. "Bas karo jaana aajao apne asli jagah pe wapis", he said with a devilish grin that can take out even a dead soul out of the grave... He grabbed my ankle and pulled me, as I landed on his arms he said with possisveness lacing his tone..."And your only right place is here, jaana, right here in my arms..." "I failed you before, Siya. Now, I'd chain you to the bed if that's what it takes to keep you with me," Raghuveer murmurs, his eyes burning with an intensity Siya has never seen. . . His love, once neglected, has transformed into an obsession so intense it threatens to consume them both. As he fights to keep her by his side, she must decide if this newfound passion is something she can still embrace-or if it will be the force that tears them apart. © 2024 Siyaraghuveer. All rights reserved.

Volume I of historical series. BRIDE OF CROWNED PRINCE He was the crowned prince and she was his chosen bride. He was famous for being a heartless prince and she was the epitome of innocence. His aura was dark and powerful which kept people away from him. While, she had the power to pull anyone with her sweet speech, calm nature and love in the heart. He married her for just one purpose- Throne of Pratapgarh. Love was never certain in this relationship. But, when fate threw its dice, both of them made promises for many births. He was prince, Abhiraj and she was his bride, Sanskriti. Dark clouds surrounded their love. Lust, greed, enmity and hatred spread in the Royal family. 7 brothers fought for one throne and one wrong move, the king lost his queen. ....