Where.. will..l i... go ? she whispered Rudransh let out a dry humurous chuckle and thrown his ciggerate down and crushed it under his shoes with his hands in his pocket "That's not my concern" I don't care about u, go where the fuck u want Her heart clenched,she searched his face for something - remorse, hesitation but there is not even a ounce of guilt on his face You married me,you bought me here..and now u.. are.. leaving.. me heree lik..ee.. thiss..? He exhaled tightly, his jaw tightening I never wanted this marriage akshaya,it was forced on me just like it was on you,The difference is- I refused to be trapped unlike you Tears are threatening to fall from her eyes but she is swallowing them and then she hardly spoke like this Then what abou..t.. mee ? My life? Is this an end? He took a step closer his towering presence making here feel even smaller You will figure it out where u wanna go,your village girls are good at surviving aren't you? His words cut deeper than any blade. She never felt this much alone and lone not even when her only love her mother passed away. I am new to the city... I don't even know where to go I don't.. even know anyone please don't leave me like this alone here please For a moment something flickered on his face but it vanished quickly. It's not my problem u can figure it on your own and GOODBYE DONT EVER SHOW ME YOUR FACE AGAIN. Like this he sat in his car and drove away leaving his vulnerable wife rather we can say AN UNWANTED BURDEN in his pov behind him After her mother passed away she left alone in her village no body care her even her father but she stood strong, but now the man whom she married also left her in a new city where she knows no one She stood there without a moment and longevity in her eyes for something in a heavy rainfall . 💌💌💌💌💌💌💌 Lets see where she will go ,will he come back for her in our further journey.

The National Defence Academy wasn't made for girls like her. It was built of granite and bloodlines, shaped by discipline, rank, and inherited pride. Its walls echoed with the footfalls of sons from powerful families, names passed down like medals-Ranas, Rathores, Malhotras. Not Verma. Not her. She earned her place. Through grit. Pain. And top scores. But no one cared about merit inside those gates. Not when he set his eyes on her. --- He noticed her on the third day. Pale skin flushed from the heat. Uniform a bit too loose. Marching a beat too slow. Weak by academy standards. Interesting by his. Major General Veer Pratap Singh did not entertain weakness. He hunted it. Broke it. Reshaped it. And when he looked at her-barely nineteen, lost among cadets bred for this world-he didn't see a mistake. He saw a challenge. > "Bring her to me." That was the first command. The beginning of a quiet, brutal undoing. --- She didn't understand, at first, why the air in the mess hall froze when he entered. Why the most feared, decorated officer in the country stared at her like she'd done something wrong just by existing. Why whispers followed her down every corridor: > *"She's the one he picked."* > *"The General's little cadet."* --- He never raised his voice. He didn't need to. His silence carried the weight of war. And before she could resist, before she could run-he was already under her skin. Controlling her sleep. Her schedule. Her meals. Her mind. And eventually-her heart. But that was the most dangerous part. Because love was never part of his war strategy. Only submission. --- > *This wasn't a story of romance.* > *It was a slow invasion. A quiet claiming.* > *And by the time she realized what he was doing... it was far too late to retreat.* ---

Elizabeth is just trying to fit in in her new school for the gifted and talented, but with her lack of self confidence and teachers who love to put pressure on her she tends to lock her talents away whilst at school. Little do her peers know that Elizabeth is a YouTube sensation. Ryan is Elizabeths best friend and finds out her not so little secret, he is constantly being pushed away from Elizabeth by his over protective father and finds himself faced with a question, will he chose to keep Elizabeth's secret - resulting in him being kicked out - or never see Elizabeth again? Ryan thinks he now knows all of Elizabeth's secrets, but little does he know just how much Elizabeth cares for him.

((A Wattpad featured story)) *COMPLETED* #1 in Fantasy (Book #1 in the DAWN series) #greekmythology The Red Dawn has come. Death is upon us... Or rather upon small-town girl, Aurora Venerelli and when we say 'upon', we mean right on top of her. This young beautie's life is turned upside down- or right side up- when a very perverted and equally cocky Thanatos, the Greek god of death, shows up at her door. Aurora is thrown into a world of myth and legend and she'll have to try and discover her true self, while being haunted by her ancestor Hecate- the goddess of witchcraft- and of course, trying not to get herself killed by the enigma that has acquired a certain odd obsession towards her- Death himself. And let's be realistic here... Doesn't Death always get what he wants? #darkromance #OFTW Covers Done by @I3sbianaf

SEASON 2 of THAKUR SERIES Ganga - a child widow - was torn away from the only warmth she had ever known: her Amma. The woman who defied the cruel Sati Pratha to give her a life, to give her love. But fate is rarely kind to girls like Ganga. Happiness was a luxury she wasn't allowed for long. Branded with the word 'WIDOW', she was cast into a world where she was not allowed to laugh, dream, or even exist freely. Yet, in the midst of her darkness, she clings to a memory - A promise made by a little boy, twenty years ago: "I'll come back to save you, Ganga..." Two decades have passed. But there's been no sign of him. No savior. Only silence. Until now... Thakur Dhananjay Singh - a fierce, principled lawyer known for fighting injustice, especially against women who've been silenced. A man who now despises the very name of his father... but why? What broke him? What is his connection to Ganga? Does he remember the girl with eyes full of hope? Will he go back and keep the promise he once made? And will his stone heart ever bloom under the weight of love, pain, and redemption? Dive into the journey of Ganga and Dhananjay... Where buried memories resurface, wounds seek healing, and love dares to bloom like it was meant to... A story where a son fights with his father, for his Mother... HIS THAKURAIN...

INTRODUCING..... NAMRATA BANERJEE- a simple college going girl.. she completeing her post graduation now... she is 24 years old.. she has lost her mother at age of 16. she thought she is not good looking like other girls as she is chubby and not too fair... she always has nightmare of falling in bad marriage... ADITYA CHAKRAVARTY- A Handsome boy of 29 years he is an architect and has his own company and has taken the company to a great extent with his hard work... He cant bear lies and is a short tempered guy and can do anything for his loved ones.. from being a good and soft nature person... He thought he would never fall in life.. He thought that if love was written he would have found till now.. What will happen when Namrata would be seeing her biggest nightmare turning out to be true... what will happen when they get bound in an simple arranged marriage.. will it lead to love ? Can they make adjustments with each other? TOTAL NO. OF CHAPTER- 70 ( A/N not included) 2 epilogue is written Started on- 22nd of September 2020 Finished on- 24th of Jan 2021 THIS IS A BENGALI STORY SO FEW WORDS OF BENGALI LANGUAGE WILL BE THERE BUT I WILL BE EXPLAINING IT IN THE END OF THE STORY.... hope you enjoy reading 😃 all the pictures taken for the story either its from Google or taken from Instagram

my heart raced with every step he took towards me,i clutched my dress and tried not to make any sound or i will face the consequences. tears left my eyes,i was stucked with him,i hated everyone for doing this to me. "you still have time come out sweetheart."more tears left my eyes as i covered my mouth with my hand. sobs were ready to left but i forced myself to be strong. suddenly a hand clutched my hair and dragged me out from my hiding spot. I knew who it was and was ready. "tsk tsk tsk,i said you,if i will find you then you have to face double consequences but you being stubborn disobeyed me."a sob ripped through me at the thought of the punishment i will receive. #violence #abusive content. . this is pure imagination. This story doesn't support or normalize anything take it as a fiction and don't spam any hate i won't tolerate anything towards my storyline or anything related to the story. if you don't like second chances or story like this,then skip it don't read it.

"𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙠 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩" In "The devil's darling," the lives of Darshik and Saanvi collide in a whirlwind of fate , attraction and turmoil. Will she be able to break through his walls, or will she become another victim of his reckless nature? This story explores the complexities of love, the battle between desire and self-preservation, and the journey of two souls navigating the fine line between passion and poison. Join us on this tumultuous ride as we delve into the depths of toxicity, power , violence ,an extreme obsession and the transformative power of vulnerability and may be..... just may be Love???? Beware It's a violent story....with no morals or ethics!!

Heart series book 1

Ahana and Manvika met in New York and became soul sisters. Ahana, an orphan, never experienced a parent's love, while Manvika had a family that never cared for her. Despite their painful pasts, they became each other's strength. But a horrific accident changed their lives forever. The tragedy left Ahana needing facial reconstruction surgery-giving her an identical face to Manvika. Now, Ahana lives as Manvika, hiding her true identity. Meanwhile, the real Manvika was left paralyzed, losing half of herself, including her voice, as her vocal cords were damaged beyond repair. Ahana concealed the truth, while Manvika, drowning in self-hatred, wished for death. But can love find its way back to them? Will they ever get the justice they deserve?