𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝𝐢 × 𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐲 𝐊𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝟐𝟏 × 𝟑𝟐 Radhika Chaturvedi was never taught how to choose. Only how to accept. Raised under the rigid rules of Vaidehi and Virendra Chaturvedi, she learned early that silence keeps peace... and obedience keeps respect. So when she becomes the wife of Abhimaan Roy Kapoor-a man the world admires-she steps into his life without questions. Because girls like her don't question. They adjust. At first, it feels like care. The way he decides for her. The way he watches her. The way he keeps her exactly where he wants her. But slowly... it begins to feel like something else. Her voice softens. Her choices disappear. And piece by piece, Radhika starts fading into a version of herself she doesn't recognize. In a house full of people, surrounded by names and relationships, she learns how loud silence can be. Because Abhimaan Roy Kapoor is not cruel. He's worse. He believes he's right. And when a man like that loves you... he doesn't break you all at once. He does it quietly. This is not a love story. This is the story of a woman who didn't realize she was losing herself- until there was almost nothing left to lose.

#Top5 in India (9/2/2026) #Top4 in India (11/2/2026) #Top4 in India (10/5/2026) #Top3 in India (11/5/2026) ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ His large, calloused hand wrapped gently around my throat-not to hurt, but to own. The cold silver of my waist chain pressed into my bare stomach as he pinned me flush against the heavy mahogany of his study desk. "You think you can hide from me, Little Bird?" His voice was a lethal, gravelly whisper against my ear, sending a violent shiver of wet heat straight to my core. "You think you can wear things that beg to be ripped off, and I won't collect what belongs to me?" I gasped as his rough fingers hooked under the delicate lace of my panties, snapping the thin fabric effortlessly. "Aarav, please-" "Please what?" He bit down on the sensitive skin of my neck, swallowing my desperate whimper. His thick thigh forced my knees apart, leaving me completely, helplessly exposed to his burning, pitch-black gaze. "Tell me exactly what you want. Use your words, Priyanshi." My nails dug into his broad shoulders, my entire body trembling with a heavy, throbbing ache that only he could cure. I looked into the eyes of the devil I married, finally surrendering to his darkness. "Please," I sobbed, my hips arching eagerly into his touch. "Please, Aarav. Take it." A wicked, triumphant smirk touched his lips. "Good girl. Now, scream for me." · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · Priyanshi Verma prayed to Krishna for a fairytale love story. Instead, she was sold to the Devil in a bespoke suit. Aarav Rathore. Billionaire. Mafia king. A man who doesn't know how to love, only how to own. He married her to control her. She married him to save her family. He wants to break her innocence. She wants to escape his cage. But in the darkness of their bedroom, where hate turns into heat and resistance turns into moans, the lines blur. A story of a forced marriage, dark obsession, and a lust so violent it might just look like love. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

English Translation Available Vetri pinned Abhinaya against the wall and his breathe was fanning on her lips. " I love you " she said looking into his eyes. He shut his eyes and tilt his face as his lips grazed the corner of her lips. He pecked her cheeks and stepped back from her with his hands in pocket while she stood waiting for his reply but he walked away leaving her broken further. She was a mystery and suspect to the world but a victim to him. He was a prince in charming for her but to the world he was a ruthless cop. She was irresstibly beautiful and he was devilishly handsome. When both could not stop the fire between them, they eventually fall in love for each other only that she was the forbidden love for him. A story between a suspect and a COP and the unstoppable love sparks between them inspite of the bloods and threats they come across.

"Did you love her?" I looked down not wanting to see the expression in his eyes. His warm hand gripped my chin and pulled it upwards. "Trust me Inaya, when I say this. You are the first and the last woman I'd ever love. You have no idea of the effect you have on me. The way you smile at the smallest things, the way your forehead creases when you're focusing too much or when you bite your lip in nervousness. I love each and everything about you." ~•~ After completing her medical, Inaya is getting married to Ahsan. But what happens when a change of events takes place and instead of Inayan Ahsan, she ends up as Inaya Zayaan? Four years ago, Zayaan saw a girl and ever since then, she was the only one he wanted. But he has a secret. What happens when he finally gets her somehow? Find out what happens as two strangers slowly fall in love. Will they have a happily ever after? *People from all over the world and religions are invited to join this journey of cliche romance:) Editing in process... #1 in muslim #8 in moving #2 in muslimlovestory #6 in wattpadromance #28 in wattpad

To have loved and lost OR never to have loved at all? "Mama theek kehti hein." "Kya?" "Tum mery liye hi bani ho." To live his small town dream for a day, which was instigated after hearing all his mother's exaggerated childhood stories, Waleed plans a trip to the small village of Pakistan with his childhood sweetheart and present girlfriend, Ava, who couldn't join him last minute due to unavoidable circumstances. Thus, his now solo trip becomes quite an adventure for his unaware self. Anka finds herself in a threatening situation when her abusive father discovers her well-hidden secret and decides to take away the little bit of remaining peace from her life. She finds herself confiding in a stranger named Waleed, the only ray of hope she sees for herself in the menacing situation. Meanwhile, Waleed never thought his life would take an unexpected sharp turn after the unwelcomed girl barges in without a warning 'BEWARE'. A complicated love story involving three hearts. Let's begin the journey to find out whether they make the right decisions or miserably fail to fight through the misunderstandings ending up with broken hearts in an uncompromising love.

⚠️ TW : contains violence

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