Cold Hearted & Grumpy - He Sweet & Innocent - She Let's dive into thier story. An accidental & arrange marriage story SHIVANSH SINGH RAJVANSH - Kuvar Sa of Rajasthan and soon to be King. Believes in hardwork and a workaholic person. Having anger issue. A complete family man loves his family a lot, He can kill and even die for his family. He always stays away from girls, believing that they are after his money. Now let's see what will happen when she comes into his life? RUHANI RAJPUT - A simple and easy girl. Gets happy in small things. Unaware of the outside world. But at such an age she has had to endure a lot. She wants to know the love she has never had. She always lives in fear. What will happen when this quiet girl meets an angry man? ~ Tropes : • Age gap • King X Noramal Girl • Rude X Sweet • Grumpy X Sunshine

𝘽𝙊𝙊𝙆 𝙄𝙄𝙄 𝙊𝙁 𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙆𝙐𝙍 𝙎𝙀𝙍𝙄𝙀𝙎 "Oh madam waha kaha baithe hai utho waha se vo mere bed hai" He exclaimed. (Oh madam where are you sitting that is my bed) "Oh hello patidev ye mere bhi bed hai aur mera bhi kamra hai aur sirf yeh hi nahi aap bhi mere hai" she whispered last words in a seducing voice "aur agar aapko bhul gya hai toh aapne hi mujhe shaadi ki thi apni marzi se mein nahi aayi thi aapke pass" ☆ ★ ✮ ★ ☆ "What are you wearing" I asked her. What the hell is she wearing. It is like she wrapped a sack in her body. "Saree" she replied while tying her knot of the blouse. "Who the hell wears a saree like this" I asked her. "Mein" she turned around looking at me. (Me) "Ye saree kam bora jyada lag raha hai" I said and tried to control my laugh. "Jaisa bhi lag raha hai aapko kya aur meri shaadi pehli baar hui hai to mein aisi hi phen sakti hu aur agar aapko itna hi aata hai toh pheniye nahi toh khi khi kiye toh humse bura koi nhi hoga" she uttered in a damn serious voice looking in my eyes. "Hnn jaisi meri toh har saal 2-4 ho hi jaati jati" muttering this I started helping her. ☆ ★ ✮ ★ ☆ Kuldeep Thakur the younger son of Thakur married Ekta Tripathi the only daughter of Tripathi's to save his family heirloom. Ekta has a very bad image of her character in the whole village. Read their stories to see how they tackle the problems in their life. ✧90s lovestory ✧Mature content ✧Forced marriage

𝐇𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐢𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐒𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐣 𝐊𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞.

The combination of fuel and fire is dangerous❤️‍🔥, everyone knows this but when two people become each other's fuel and fire💋, then either they burn themselves or burn anyone who comes between them...✨ And in this story, there is our fire, Samarth Singh Rathore, the king of Jodhpur, the best businessman of India, who is just like a devil, he has no place for anyone in his heart except his family, cold, grumpy, rude - all these are very small words, for him he is a devil, a devil. And our fuel is Siya Thakur, the only sister of India's biggest mafia, whom everyone also calls the princess of death, her favorite work is to send bad people straight to hell. Try to hurt their close ones and go straight to hell. To see how this fuel and fire combination will be, read below.🎀

Vivian approached me, his steps deliberate and heavy, and said in a cold, dark tone, "Are you planning to put on this drama in front of the whole world too?" Confused and a bit startled, I asked, "What drama?" Vivian pointed at my mangalsutra, his eyes piercing through me, and said, "That you're my wife. Oops, sorry, my contracted wife." I felt a pang of disbelief and hurt. "So, what do you want me to do?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady, despite the chill his presence brought. Vivian, looking at the mangalsutra with disdain, said, "Take it off." Shock washed over me. Vivian glared at me, his voice growing darker, "I said take it off. I don't like repeating myself, so remember that." With trembling hands, I took off the mangalsutra and handed it to him. He tossed it into the dustbin without a second thought, the action cruel and dismissive, adding to the weight of his oppressive aura. Vivian leaned closer to me, his voice a low, threatening growl, "One more thing. If anyone outside this house finds out that you're my wife, that will be your last day on this earth." _______ 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞?

"Thakur Sahab..." she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper, breathless, unsteady. And next, without letting her know her fingers made it's way to his hair, clutching it got life, for newly known pleasure! The way she said his name-so delicate, yet laced with something she herself didn't understand-sent a jolt of satisfaction through Randheer. His smirk deepened against her skin. He soothed the bite with a slow, deliberate kiss, his warm lips brushing over the mark he had left behind. He wanted her to remember this moment, to feel his presence long after he was gone. "Shh, Jaan.." he murmured, his voice husky, intoxicating. "You'll wake the whole house..your brothers will know, that you are having haldi ceremony with me..in this way" And the irony..She fell for the very man her brothers despised to the core.. ⚠️ Mature content ahead! Proceed with caution. What happens when a sweet, bubbly girl falls for a ruthless man? Dive into the story where her Thakur Sahab is her devotion, and she is his obsession. ✔️ Forced Marriage ✔️ Sweet yet Intense Romance ✔️ Age Gap Love Story ✔️ A Strong Female Lead ✔️ She Fell First, He Fell Harder

Published again !Under editing! Brightness." That's what her name meant. Kaashvi-a daughter, a sister, a healer. Quiet and reserved, yet fierce when it mattered. She carried her family, her work, and the orphanage close to her heart. Her smile hid secrets, fears, and an unspoken longing for love. She tried to balance it all - her family, her life, her work, and the orphanage she cared for deeply. Her biggest supporter and her healer she completely relies on- her krishna To the world, everything seemed perfect. Her goals were clear: study hard, work honestly, and give her loved ones a beautiful future. But was it really as beautiful as it looked from the outside? And then-she met him. Aviraj Singh. The ruler. To the world, a ruthless tycoon and rising politician. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. But behind the walls, a boy who had been taught never to feel. They said he never earned anything; everything was handed to him. Some feared him. Some hated him. But no one truly knew him. He never thought anyone could see past the walls he built - until *she* did. She lived for others. He lived for control. Fate tied them in the most unholy way-at a temple, on a stormy night, in a forced marriage no one saw but them. Now bound together, will love break through their scars? Or will it destroy them both? Was it just a deal to be fulfilled, Leaving them both shattered - Forever? Can they look past the pain in each other's eyes? Can she find the love she's always dreamed of? Can he finally open up to someone - and be seen?

Rudra Suryavanshi 24 year old. He is a well known Buisness Man of the Country and also Under World Mafia King. His aura screams Domination, control and "Do not Mess with me". His one glare is enough to scare people. He is someone who will do anything to get what he wants.. He loves to be punctual and follows rule.. His anger never stays in control.. Shakti Malhotra. 20 year old girl.. Always arguing about her name with her Parents.. A clumsy girl.. Live example of "Karm karne jati hu kaand ho jata hai"!! Have bestest parents and friends. Loves food... Novels..games.. musics.. so much that never see the real world thinking its harsh.. so staying in her own world is more better. What will happen When Rudra Fell in love with her on first sight?? Shakti who never want to love someone....., will she accept his love? Will he change the vision of love for her?? She is a hurricane and strom... But he is the silence before the storm.. silence before the disaster He hates noise.. she love being loud.. Still he fell for her... ??

𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐱 𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐯𝐚 BOOK 1 of MOONLIT SERIES! She was raised with traditions. He was hardened by duty. Their hearts never asked-but their families did. VRINDA MISHRA never dreamt of love stories. A government school teacher from a respected Brahmin family, she believed in responsibility more than romance, in silence more than chaos. When her father chose an IPS officer for her, she agreed-not for love, but for the man her father saw worth in. ASTITVA KANAN no space in his life for affection. After years of relentless struggle, he wore his khaki like second skin and spoke only when needed. When his mother brought Vrinda's proposal, he didn't refuse-he simply followed the order, like every other in his life. They marry with respect. They live with distance. And yet-something lingers in the quiet. Two strangers bound by duty. Two hearts untouched by love. But sometimes, the softest stories aren't told in words... they bloom in unspoken glances, shared silences, and the promise of something slowly, gently, changing. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. 18+ readers. Mature content.

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