Parikshit Rathore is a name that has carried weight long before it has carried meaning. Descended from old royalty and insulated by power, he moves through the city and its most elite college-like consequences do not apply to him. Because they don't. He is disciplined, brilliant, feared-and unstable in ways people choose not to see. His violence is excused as temperament. His audacity is mistaken for poise. The crown he is born into protects him from scrutiny, even when blood stains its history. Nandini Kulkarni lives on the opposite end of that gravity. Raised in a conservative, upper-middle-class household, she learns early how to be contained-how to take up less space, how to excel quietly, how to turn longing into something private and survivable. How to love someone like him from a distance. She dances, she studies, she observes-moving through the same college without ever truly belonging to his world. Circumstance forces them together as student and teacher. Parikshit leaves no room for illusion, pressing her to accept his entitlement, his rudeness, and the vast, unbridgeable distance between their worlds that contradicts every fragment of the man she had imagined in her head. But when she stumbles upon a darker truth than what the heir's reputation carries on the surface, it fractures everything she believes she understands. Now, Nandini must confront what it means to worship a man who was never taught the difference between love and control.

Rabya was unwillingly tied up in a knot of marriage with the only son of a big Zamindar; Adhrit Singh Chauhan. She once had a happy life, trying to achieve her dreams in the metropolitan city by striving to become independent so that she can financially support her family. But then, her one mistake and she was forced to marry Adhrit who's a decade older than her and lives in that regressive part of a small town in Uttar Pradesh where girls are not even allowed to step out of their house. Will Adhrit ever be able to be loved by his wife? Or will she always remain his unwilling bride?

The Duke and Duchess of Winterset and their closest friends, the Duke and Duchess of Everly, have shared a lifelong bond-one passed down to their children: Lady Charlotte and Lord Jasper of Winterset, and Lady Abigail and Lord Philip of Everly. For years, the families jested that one day their children would marry and make the connection official. As the young ladies prepare for their first Season, old friendships begin to shift and unexpected affections take root. Lady Abigail quietly captures the heart of Lord Jasper, now the newly titled Duke of Winterset, while Lady Charlotte clings to a long-held hope that Lord Philip will finally return her affections-only to find his attention lies elsewhere. Determined not to be left behind, Charlotte takes matters into her own hands, weaving a scandal that ripples through both families. Her deception sets in motion a chain of consequences no one could have foreseen. In the wake of her claims, Jasper-blinded by duty and fury-believes his sister has been wronged and turns his wrath on the woman he once adored. Unaware of the betrayal at play, Lady Abigail finds herself married to a man driven not by love, but by revenge. As lies begin to unravel and long-buried truths claw their way to light, Jasper must face the greatest question of all: will he recognize the truth before it's too late to mend what he's broken? *Trigger warning- contains mention of early miscarriage and of someone no longer wishing to live*

For years, Emily endured Mark's indifference with a smile. She loved him deeply, believing that one day, her devotion would melt his cold heart. But instead of warmth, she got betrayal. Mark fell for another woman-instantly, completely-and suddenly, the man who couldn't spare five minutes for his wife was bending over backward for her. Emily held on, clinging to the wreckage of their marriage, until the day she flew across the country to surprise him and their daughter, Lily, on her birthday-only to find them both gone, off playing happy family with her. And when Lily-her Lily, the child she had raised with every ounce of love she had-looked up at her and asked, "Can't Kate be my mom instead?"-something inside Emily finally broke. She stopped waiting. She stopped caring. She filed for divorce, walked away without a fight, and left them behind without a second glance. And then-then-Mark suddenly realized what he'd lost. Now the man who never came home is always home. The man who couldn't be bothered to remember her birthday is suddenly desperate to keep her. And when she tells him she's done? He pins her against the wall, his voice rough with something she's never heard from him before-panic. "Divorce?" he growls. "Not a chance." Too late, Mark. Emily isn't waiting anymore.

For the richest man in the country, his wife .. namely me .. is just another property of his that he absolutely refuses to sell or forfeit. Even after 3 years of separation, getting a divorce from him is still an impossible task to accomplish! I have by all means refused to contact him.. and he didn't bother to contact me as well. but why is it when I finally decided to find another man to love and live happily with my ex cold husband turned into someone I never met before. could I have been mistaken about him all along ? #1 separation 01/10/2021 ( 01 octobre ) #1 richmalelead #1 arranged 14/04/2021 (14 avril) #1 regret 06/04/2021 ( 06 avril ) #1 hesitation 18/04/2021 ( 18 avril ) #1 exhusband 02/05/2021 ( 02 mai ) #1 complicatedrelationships 11/06/2021 ( 11 juin ) #1 misunderstanding 22/09/2021 ( 22 septembre ) #1 jealous 19/10/2021 ( 19 octobre ) #2 marriage 09/02/2022 ( 09 fevrier ) #1 marriedlife 02/06/2022 ( 02 juin ) #1 regret 04/06/2022 (04 juin)

Amelia Astoria, under an old pact with her grandfather and the Don of the Costra Nostra that runs New York City, agreed to marry Theodore Salvatore--the next mafia boss of the Salvatore clan, despite the high risk that comes with it, just to fulfill her grandfather's last wish. She never expected to fall in love with him, but even with his cold indifference, she still loved him deeply. But she knew that this love would just kill her softly. She couldn't continue living with this unrequited love that was slowly eating away her heart. She has to move on. She must let him go. She must lose him to love herself again.

Meadow Hartley has loved Elijah Williams from the shadows. For everyone he was the charming, yet brooding golden boy, but for Meadow, he was her 'Rayne'. When his attention turns to someone else, her quiet longing turns to devastation. The final blow? Overhearing him say something that shatters her soul. Determined to move on, Meadow steps out of the sidelines and into her own light. But as she lets go, Elijah starts to see what he's lost. But, he might be too late to win her back. Especially, when his past seems determined to keep them apart.

|18+| ❛𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 ❜ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Dark mysterious eyes. Fierce blazing eyes. Two enemies under one roof under the binds of an arranged marriage. While trying their best to ignore themselves and feelings just for the sake of their various companies, they couldn't help the sexual tension between them. There's a thin line between love and hate they say. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "Sit on my face," I say firmly, laying down on the bed while she stares down at me like I had two heads. "But...how would you breathe?" Isabella asks, looking at my face and I chuckle. "That's my problem to deal with àmore," I urge her, seeing the lust on her face. "Just sit on my face, please."

Claire: I loved Andrew from the moment I met him, but love can only get you so far. We have been together for four years, and his family still treats me like I'm the other woman. I finally decided to choose me and love myself to walk away. Andrew: Claire is the air I breathe, I have loved her from the moment I laid eyes on her, but Becca has been a family friend since we were kids and I promised her a happy ending and that promise is now messing with my happy ending. I can't lose Claire but I'm afraid after all is said and done I will lose her anyway but I will try, I will beg I will grovel I will do anything to get my happy ending with Claire I just hope it is enough.

October I loved him with everything I had. From the moment I was a teenager scribbling his name in my notebooks, to the nights I waited up for him with cold dinners and colder silences. He was my first everything-my husband, the father of my children, the quiet love of my life. I built our world with devotion, patience, and hope. But love isn't always enough, especially when you're competing with someone who seems to get the version of him you used to dream of. I told myself he'd remember me. That one day he'd see me again. But the truth is, he already looked away-months ago. And I let it happen. Until my children saw it too. Until I couldn't unsee it.