✿ a collection of short Indian love tales, binded with care and fates ✿

He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.

" Arjun go from here , someone will come" a beautiful girl said to a guy named Arjun while looking here and there, but that didn't stopped him and step by step he came even more closer to her with a warm smile " i don't give a damn about anyone" he said calmly pulling her even more closer by waist, she put her hands on his muscular chest shyly " don't be like that , what if someone see us like this huh?" she frowned cutely pouting making him look at her lips with dark gaze " come on its not like they will see me with any other women, what's wrong with romancing with my own wife " he said winking at her with smirk, noor look at him with wide eyes and quickly put her hand on his mouth " look at the place Arjun , don't just talk anything coming in your mouth " she scolded him looking around if there's someone who had heard him , Arjun just smiled innocently...

"I never believed in love at first sight," Rudra whispered, his voice soft yet unwavering as he gently cupped Ruhanika's face. "But the moment I saw you, I knew I'd never be the same again. You're my strength, my peace, and I promise, I'll never let you go." Ruhanika Rajvansh, a 25-year-old self-made businesswoman, has defied all odds to build an empire from the ground up, now standing proudly among the Top 10 businessmen in Forbes. Fierce, bold, and radiating confidence, she commands every room she walks into. Her strength is unmatched, and her love for her family is her driving force-she's not someone you want to cross. Rudra Pratap Singh Rathore, a 26-year-old heir to a powerful multi-million-dollar company, is the epitome of strength and protectiveness. With a no-nonsense attitude and an unyielding will, he is a force to be reckoned with. Fierce and straightforward, no one dares to challenge him. Yet, beneath the surface of the indomitable man lies a heart full of softness and a vulnerability only a few get to see. When two such powerful forces collide, love doesn't just happen-it's a battle of wills, a clash of fierce hearts. But in each other, Ruhanika and Rudra discover a love so deep, so raw, that it changes everything. Their journey is filled with passion, humor, and the undeniable pull of two souls meant to be together. As they navigate the highs and lows of family, ambition, and their growing bond, they'll learn that sometimes, the strongest hearts are the most fragile, and love is the ultimate power that conquers all.

The story is set in ummm.. Wait, this time it's the modern world. A normal girl forced to marry a mafia man with dark past. Very basic, right? Just one detail. The girl is an avid dark romance reader and calls him Sunshine from their first meeting i.e. their wedding day. Oh! And the man? He is the usual grumpy cold blooded male lead who likes his guns, sunglasses and cigarettes but he loves his new addiction more. So let the tale begin.. ☆Warning :This story is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. It contains mature themes (like sex, blood, violence etc). I do not promote anything, it's all fictitious and just for the sake of entertainment. Readers discretion is advised.

#Top5 in India (07/09/2025) #Top4 in India (08/09/2025) 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟎'𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐚.. 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ⚠️ 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐒𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 (𝟏𝟖+) Sakshi had just stepped into her nineteenth year. She was not like other girls - instead, she was very timid, shy, and quiet, with a heart as pure as holy water. She grew up in a family of five, where every day she saw her father hurting and torturing her mother without any reason. Watching this pain at home, Sakshi slowly lost all her dreams about marriage and love. To her, marriage was not something beautiful - it was something to fear. One day, without asking for her opinion or even telling anyone else, her father fixed her marriage with a man a few years older than her. Hearing this, Sakshi felt her world fall apart. Fear gripped her heart - what if her future husband turned out just like her father? What if her life became another cage of pain and sadness? Terrified and helpless, Sakshi stands at the edge of a new life she never asked for. What will happen to her now? Will her husband bring her happiness, or will history repeat itself? 𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 ✨✨

SURYAVANSHI - The name itself holds Power, Respect and Pride. Ruthless Mafias and businessmen but a loving and caring big joint family. 8 brothers, to be specific cousin brother works on discipline. Discipline is their main principal and they don't like if anybody in the family is lacking in this. But what will happen when a girl enters their lives as their step-sister who is Full of life but discipline is the last thing which she wants to have. She doesn't want to accept them as family and she hates the word brother but Are they ready to accept her as a sister?? But what if their bond gets stronger and thicker than the blood relation... What if she becomes suryavanshi's Pride? Let's get indulge in the story of Aavya and her stepbrothers and see what the story unfolds... Ranking: 1 - #Step-sister (19/04/2025)

Saying that the Singhania's were famous would be an understatement. They were considered royalty in Rajasthan. There are even controversies that they were the ruling family of Rajasthan before the Britishers over threw them. Now they were one of the biggest business families in India with ventures in Medicine , construction , education , software engineering and more. All of India knew them. Or knew the images the media showed them. Everyone was curious about the family. Everyone wanted to be them. The Singhania heirs were a different topic. They were the heartthrob of the young. The whole family seemed to be covered in elegance and gold. But little did they know what happened behind those closed doors. Even the most perfect family from the outside have cracks in the inside. Because not everything glittering is gold. Cover credits @Deardevil123 Book #2 of the Singhanias

Where is bride mr. Mehra his father asked? There parents are looking down they don't have words to say to them that there daughter run away from her own marriage... Sorry Raghuvanshi sahab mai aapke hath judta ho mujhe maaf karde . Ab kuch nhi ho sakta shaadi toh aaj hi hoke rahegi badi beti nhi hai toh kya hua choti beti toh hai na aapki?..said his mother She is to young for this..... Papa mumma i can't please .....

#1STORY OF TWISTED SERIES. 📍•TWISTED OBSESSION RIYANSH SINGH RAJVANSH, 28 year old,A greek God in form of a man or better say god of hell. He is a underworld mafia boss and CEO of his self made company RAJVANSH INT. AND GROUPS. IF anyone try to double cross him he made sure before death he might felt hell on earth. Have a little brother as his family and deprived of any love from family made him heartless . loss whole family in tragic event except his little brother. he is heavenly handsome , hot and sexy any woman come across him wants to get in his pants but he hate girls touch and he is allergic to girls touch. ANCHAL MEHRA, 25 year old, A very beautiful girl with a innocent face but no one knows what is behind that innocent face. she is a journalist which is known by world but the reality is only she knows. in 25 years she never felt love due to death of her mother while giving birth to her, she felt a very horrible nightmare. she is a cold hearted girl. not believe in love. Let's see what will happen when the whole destiny start to make them one. ---------------------: ) "kiss me and I'll answer u for everything " he said "I'm here for work MR. RAJVANSH " I raised my voice a little but this handsome hunk, shit what the hell are u thinking girl. he replied "and I'm helping u my MALYASHKA" he whisper lowly and sexily shit shit what the hell is wrong with you girl. -------------------------; ) "U will not choose me after knowing my truth"I said while sobbing. "IT'S NOT ME BUT THAT FUCKER WORLD MADE ME THIS" I cried out loud but he cupped my face in his hand and made me look into his dark brown eyes, said "I choose you , I'll choose you again and again. Because it's you my MALYSHKA and other than you no one fucking matters to me" 🪐🪐 Trops :- Mafia × journalist Strong FL× Strong ML Grumpy × Grumpy He fell first but she fell harder Darkromance Touch him\her and die MATURE