Shourya Malhotra, a successful and kind-hearted CEO, lives a content life. Unlike other affluent individuals, he possesses not only charm and attractiveness but also a warm personality that draws people in. However, amidst the attention he receives, he longs to connect with someone on a deeper level. Arohi Sharma, a talented architect at a prestigious firm, radiates a blend of intelligence and beauty that captivates all who encounter her. Her vivacious and helpful nature, combined with her undeniable allure, makes her the center of attention. Despite her occasional clumsiness, she embraces life with boundless enthusiasm. These two individuals, leading disparate lives, are unexpectedly brought together by their parents. The question remains: will their diverse worlds converge into a love story, or will their journey culminate in heartbreak?

𝒁𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒏 - calm, brilliant, yet detached. The perfect blend of Zayden's intensity and Arshiya's quiet grace. He hides his emotions behind his father's charm and his mother's patience, but there's something burning behind those composed eyes - a secret only he knows. 𝒁𝒂𝒓𝒂 - soft, shy, and quietly innocent. She carries her mother's gentleness and her father's silent strength. She doesn't speak much, yet her eyes reflect a world full of emotions she keeps to herself. She dreams simply, loves deeply... and the one person she was never meant to fall for was Zain. What begins as an unexpected connection between two families' legacies slowly turns into something far more intense... where emotions clash, secrets unfold, and love becomes as dangerous as it is irresistible. [𝙃𝙪𝙢𝙞𝙮𝙖_𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙯]

MALHOTRA SERIES #BOOK 1 Anika Ahuja has everything but Family's love , support and a love intrest. Working at Malhotra Industries as the Head of the Architect and Interior department she is earning very well . What happens when she learns her marriage is fixed with the new MALHOTRA INDUSTRIES CEO Kabir Malhotra ? This book is written in english so non-hindi readers can read this book too. And there are few hindi sentence but I have given Translation too . Started writing : 10/12/21 Finished writing:20/01/22 Highest ranking #6 in arrange marriage #2 in India #1 in Indian #7 in billionarie #4 in love after marriage #32 in ceo #34 in romance #15 in marriage

" Marry me" He said I was shocked why he wanted to marry a murderer. Yes , he consider me as a murderer while I know the whole truth I just hope one day he come across the whole truth . "No" I replied " I am not asking you, Im ordering you" He said gritting his teeth in anger. Zeeshaan Mallik - A 28 year old business man, Aggressive, Possesive, Dominant, Handsome,Passionate and Abusive. Daneen Khan - A 21 year old, fragile, soft, kind-hearted and lovely girl How their life will be if fate will tie them up together in a bond of nikaah with alot misunderstanding , hate and anger. Read the story to find out. {If you don't like the story then leave it in between but don't post nasty and hate comments on it, Please , because it's just a fantasy and a fiction story. There is line between Fiction and Reality.} ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴs •Abusive Husband • Mention Of Rape • Violence • 18+ • 𝗛𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝗘𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗸!! IF YOU DON'T LIKE THE STORY THEN DON'T READ IT BUT DON'T LEAVE HATE COMMENTS.

Wearing that bridal dress again is a disaster for her because of the crippling guilt. He asks her to wear her nikkah dress if she wishes to meet her parents. Perhaps he is looking out to make a point to them that now she was his. He enters the room and finds her standing near the window, Cladded in her bridal dress which was enough as a mark to tell everyone that she is his. She turns around. For the first time today, he doesn't find the hatred seeping into his eyes for her. Instead, her shining green orbs seems hurt. "Why did you make me wear this dress again?" She inquires. He shrugs his shoulders confidently. "To make a point in front of your family that you are mine and no one, including them, is allowed to mess up with what's mine." "What am I supposed to do then?" "You are now going to stay at your parents's place till I get my own family to accept our nikkah, which they will do eventually. Then they will come to your house, meet your parents and we'll get married in a proper ceremony. You got a promise from me to get the status, respect, and honor of my wife from everyone, and you'll ultimately get that," he informs her truthfully. "What will you tell my parents about all this? And what am I supposed to inform them? And..." She trails off when something hit her mind. She quickly looks back at him. "Don't tell me that you will put the total blame on me. That...that I fled from my house to marry you." "I am not a coward who would ask a woman to leave whatever she had behind to marry me. I loved you openly. I married you openly too. And I'll make you get the status of my wife openly and fearlessly too. I ain't a scared loser who would hide myself behind a woman. I'll tell everyone the truth," he almost roars. She doesn't know why she liked whatever he spoke even though it is wrong on so many levels. Start Date: 06.06.2024 End Date: 23.11.2024

Ishq Series - Book 2 Alizey Khan never imagined that one impulsive decision would change her life forever. A hidden nikaah, a marriage buried in secrecy, and a husband who was never meant to be hers-Ali Khan. As the ruthless CEO, Ali was used to controlling his world with an iron fist. Cold, calculating, and impossibly arrogant, he saw love as nothing more than a weakness. But when circumstances forced him into an unwanted marriage with his childhood rival, the one woman who had always challenged him, he found himself fighting a battle he never saw coming-a battle against his own heart. Bound by a contract and tangled in a web of secrets, family expectations, and undeniable passion, Ali and Alizey struggle to resist the pull of a love that was never supposed to exist. But love doesn't abide by rules, and when resentment turns into longing, denial into obsession, and enemies into something much more dangerous-will they surrender to their forbidden desires, or will their secrets destroy them? Because some marriages remain hidden. Some love stories remain untold. And some hearts remain forever forbidden. ✔️ Hidden Marriage ✔️ Cousin Marriage ✔️ Boss x Employee ✔️ Grumpy x Sunshine ✔️ Age Gap ✓ Trending:- • 1 #boldman • 2 #Hiddenmarriage • 3 #BossXemployee • 4 #Office & #Fictional • 5 #Boss • 7 #Employee

A marriage neither wanted. A hatred neither understands. Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them. He never wanted a wife. Especially not her. Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, Amaan enters the forced marriage with one intention- to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive. Asmaira enters with something far heavier- guilt. Not to protect him. Not to save him. But because she knows the truth of what happened... and she cannot bear to confess it. They have never met. But the moment they do, the air turns sharp- full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing. He despises her for a sin she never committed. She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed. And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon... and closeness is a threat. In this house, love is impossible. Trust is deadly. But hatred? Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.

"You will do it. You have to teach me. I will make you do it." He took a step toward me. I didn't stepped back, expressing that I was not afraid, ready for anything. "I will inform the Principal that you have caused another plight. And he will blindly accept it. And threw you out of his college." He threatened me. His lips tugged up to evil smirk. He stepped back, making measurable distance between us. I breath out a sigh of relief. "And you are already a transfer student. You might have no career ahead." He finished, as the smirk playing on his lips grew wider. He really have lost his sanity, didn't he? "Do you really believe, that I will be terrified with your empty threats." I narrowed my eyes at him. My growing lava of rage from the past days over took, ready for a rupture. I won't back out this time. "Never!" I screamed at out of my lungs. "I have went through hell! And I can start from scratches again." I spat at him and tried to walk pass him. As I said 'tried' He grabbed my arm, pulled me back harshly. I stumbled back prevented myself from falling. His smirk faded away, giving space to a deep scowl. My elbow started growing in deep pain. You are stronger than this. "You have not even witnessed hell. Blue. But if you walk pass me, ignore my demand again, I will make sure that you engross every part of hell. Blue." He warned me, but he didn't know what I have faced. "I dare you Damon!" with that said I left the room. Leaving him alone once again ○○○•○•○•○•○•○○•○•○•○○• This is a story about a broken heart bad boy and a miserable life of a muslim girl. Will she ever be able to cure his broken heart and fix her life with him? Or things will take a new turn, and they will be drowned in unpredictable tragedy.

⚠️This story is a work of fiction and explores themes based on cultural traditions, emotional struggles, and personal transformation. She stormed out to the garden. "Say something!" she snapped, eyes burning. "Or are you still playing that 'I'm-too-pure-to-talk' game? Still pretending to be holy?" And that's when Raif moved. Fast. Zariah didn't even have time to blink before her back hit the nearby pillar - not hard, but firm enough to freeze her breath. His hand gripped her waist tightly, the other at her wrist, locking her in place. His chest pressed to hers. His face was inches from hers. His voice was deep. Controlled. But deadly serious. "It's no longer like always, Zariah." Her lips parted. "I used to ignore you because I knew my limits. I'm not like those men who flirt and sin and call it love. I feared Allah more than I ever desired you." His eyes narrowed, dark fire glowing behind them. "I didn't punish you back then because I respect women - even when they spit venom. I kept my mouth shut, not because I was weak... but because you weren't my mahram. I had no right to look at you, touch you, even speak without reason." He leaned closer, and she could feel his breath brush her cheek. "But now..." His grip on her tightened, and her body trembled - not from fear, but from the intensity in his words. "Now you are my wife. Now, you belong to me. Halal. Lawful. Mine." Zariah tried to turn her face away, but he caught her chin, tilting it back to him. "Now I can do anything I want. I can touch you. I can silence your insults without guilt. And I can show you what it means to be owned in a way that'll make you crave it again." His lips brushed her neck, just for a second - before he bit her. Not soft. Not brutal. But just enough to sting, enough to leave a mark. Zariah gasped, frozen. He pulled back just a little. "This-" he said, brushing his thumb over the fresh mark on her neck, "-is the first of many."

She married him to fulfill her mother's dying wish. He married her to secure his inheritance. It was supposed to be a paper deal - no love, no complications. But when two lonely hearts begin to collide under one roof, things get messy. Especially when his powerful family never fully accepts her... 💔 A deal on paper. A war of hearts. Read now to enter a story of hidden wounds, soft touches, burning glances, and a love that was never meant to happen - but refused to be ignored. if you love ✨ Marriage of convenience ✨ Baby Contract ✨ Office romance ✨ Emotional slow burn ✨ Broken people finding home Then this is for you 🫶 #19 indian romance out of 3.01k (July 30, 2025)