𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 × 𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐲𝐚 34 × 22 She sit in horror,eyes flicking between his face and the weapon in his hand, then to her weeping family.Time seemed to stop. The priest.The guests.The walls.They all vanished.There was only Vikram-and the cage he'd made for her. "You see, jaan "he murmured darkly"fate has brought us together.And now,we are going to seal it..with marriage." Aradhya shook her head, voice shaking. "Please, sir..don't do this.I don't want to marry you.I'll never love you.Just leave me.." He smiled,that cold, monstrous smile."You don't have a choice.You bumped into me during the mehndi.And tradition demands we marry." "That's not a real tradition,"she whispered through her tears."You're just using it to control me." "perhaps "Vikram replied smoothly his voices calm but his his eyes flashing anger.."But it doesn't matter. You'll marry me.And that's final." The mangalsutra was next.Its gold chain and shiny diamond rested against her neck like a shackle.Her breath hitched.And then,the final blow-vermilion.He smeared it across her hairline,sealing her fate with him in most brutal way ever. Vikram's eyes gleamed with victorious fire as he leaned close,his fingers tightening on her waist. "Now , you are mine.."he whispered "And no one can take you away from me." Aradhya's eyes flared."You'll regret this," she hissed."I won't be your prisoner forever." Vikram only chuckled. "I'm counting on it " he whispered "You'll learn to love me Aradhya one way or another.This is our destiny." "𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭.𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞..𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬." Note-this book will be under editing

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃 ⋆ᡣ𐭩 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 They hated each other. Academic rivals. Family friends. Nothing more. Years apart felt like freedom- Until fate brought them face to face again. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔... I kissed her back. Once. Twice. But then I forced myself to pull away. Her eyes fluttered open in confusion. I cupped her face gently, brushing my thumb across her cheekbone. "l'll hate myself tomorrow if I take advantage of this moment." "I'd never hate you," she whispered, eyes heavy-lidded. "You're the only place I feel safe." And it hit me harder than the kiss. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆... I broke the kiss, breathing heavy, my forehead resting against hers. "You belong to me," I whispered, voice raw. "I'm your husband, Ruhi. Not him. Me." She swallowed hard, her lips still trembling. "I know," she whispered. "I didn't mean to-" "No. Listen to me." He cupped her face, firm but not rough. "You're mine to hold. Mine to protect. Mine to kiss. Mine to fight with. Mine to lose sleep over. Not some asshole who thinks a toy will get him what he wants."

❝𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒖𝒔❞ ________ READ THE EDITED VERSION OF THIS BOOK ON SCROLLSTACK. [LINK GIVEN IN BIO] ________ "I -i do - don't wa-want t-too" she somehow completes the sentence. He was furious, but her continuous rejection wasn't helping,his Male ego was definitely hurt. He was Arjun Rajvansh girls throw herselfat him, and here he wants to marry her, and she was rejecting. This fact was eating him. He never faced rejection, not in any field, but here he was facing it continuously. Now marrying Meera wasn't just for saving his family reputation or her too. But now it was the question of his self-respect also. He was doubting his decision after saying yes to the marriage, but now he was full sure that he had to do it. "You will marry me," •••••• Arjun, a billionaire businessman with a royal background, was forced to make a girl marry him, unwilling to save his-Their reputation, but soon he realized that the girl was the one who had his heart . Meera, a doctor by profession, was just attending her best friend's marriage when she caught his eyes and was forced to marry him unwillingly. Despite his wealth and status, Meera saw only the eyes of the man who had caused her past trauma. But,Arjun, captivated by Meera from the moment he saw her, soon realized she was the one who had unknowingly captured his heart. Determined to make their marriage work, he vowed to break through her walls and heal her pain, proving that he was nothing like the man who had hurt her. He would not let her go, no matter what. Meera was his. ●This book is under construction. Read at your own risk.! ●Rᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴇxᴘʟᴏɪᴛᴇ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, sᴇx sᴄᴇɴᴇ, ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ. (Not edited.!!! Have a lot of grammatical and spelling mistakes) Started on:- 6th June 2020. Ended on:- 23rd February 2022 Yo

𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐘𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈 "My women doesn't need to be soft hearted." 𝐑𝐔𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 "Because I have all powerful boyfriend." ✿✿✿ "Now," He slowly folded his handkerchief, "to answer your initial question." He paused, continuing to watch her, "You're a smart woman, it shouldn't be hard for you to figure out, my dadi hopes I'd pursue you." Her eyes flickered slightly, a hint of embarrassment finally showed on her face, "I think. You might have kept her waiting too long. What she really wants is for you to have a lively, adorable child." "You're indeed very smart." He smiled, which made her feel slightly relieved. "But pursuing you is my personal decision. Not every woman is eligible to bear my child." He spoke again, although his tone was gentle, his aloof attitude made it hard for her to keep her cool. She never thought such a cold yet cultured man would say something so arrogant lying disrespectful. "Is Mr. Sooryavanshi always this straightforward when pursuing women?" She asked. "I've only pursued you." He said. She felt a bit of a headache. This was the first time she found dealing with someone so difficult. "We've met, like, twice in a day. Don't you think you're being a bit impulsive, Mr. Sooryavanshi?" Sha asked. "I trust my judgment." He said. ✿✿✿⁠ He wanna purse her. But she just got heartbroken. will she accept him to pursue her? will he be able to help break her cold heart wall? if she accept him will his family gonna approve her as their daughter-in-law? So let's dive into the journey of 'RUHANSH'...

Isha's wedding day was meant to be a celebration, a transition into a new chapter of her life. Instead, it became a desperate escape. Trapped in an arranged marriage to a man she barely knew, a man whose reputation whispered of coldness and cruelty, Isha makes a daring run for freedom. But her flight takes an unexpected turn when she collides with Rudra, a face that flickers at the edge of her memory-a man with dark eyes, a dangerous aura, and a claim that sends shivers down her spine: "𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒎" Whisked away to a crumbling haveli nestled deep in the Rajasthan desert, Isha finds herself caught in a web of conflicting emotions. Fear wars with a strange, undeniable attraction to her captor. Rudra, enigmatic and possessive, offers no explanations, only cryptic pronouncements about protecting her from a greater danger. As Isha pieces together fragments of her past and uncovers the truth about Rudra's motives, she realizes that her escape has led her into a world far more perilous than the one she left behind. In the heart of India, amidst ancient secrets and simmering tensions. 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞: 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦, 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐭.

A twisted tale of obsession, control, and the kind of darkness that doesn't just haunt you... it 'owns' you. Where manipulation is foreplay, and love is just another weapon. (Mature content ahead! Reader discretion is adviced )

『 ✦ AAYAN × PRIYA ✦ 』 ── ★ · A story based on real love· ★ !! ･｡ﾟ･"They say school love never lasts... But then again, they never met a dumboo like her or a psycho like him."･｡ﾟ･ 🌷✨💬🎈💗 Aayan and Priya are the school sweethearts. They met, became friends, and eventually fell in love with each other.They had ups and downs in their life, just like any other relationship, but it didn't weaken their bond; instead, it strengthened their love and trust for one another. The plot moves forward as they deal with their emotions, deception, and heartache. It's a complicated tale about adolescent love that explores themes of romance, fantasy, and life. ｡･::･ﾟ★,｡･::･ﾟ☆ ᥫ᭡ Tropes ᥫ᭡ ~Junior x senior ~ School to University Transition ~Enimies To lover ~You Promised You'd Wait ~ Sarcastic Insults That Hide Real Feelings ~Slow burn ~Found x Lost friendship . . This isn't just a love story. It's a real story-of growing up, messing up, breaking down, and somehow still... holding hands at the end of it all.

She is Kind He is Ruthless She is calm He is anxious She is a Doctor He is a Mafia Jia Singh Rajput, a kind-hearted and compassionate girl, grew up helping others and became a doctor. She's cheerful, straightforward, and down-to-earth. On the other hand, Rudraksh, a ruthless mafia leader, has only learned to harm and kill. Words like mercy, fear, love, and friendship are unknown to him. One day, Jia witnesses Rudraksh committing a murder. To silence her, Rudraksh forces Jia into marriage. The question now is, what will be the outcome of this forced union? Will Jia lose herself in this marriage, or will she bring life to it? Will this forced relationship transform Jia and Rudraksh, or will it lead to destruction? READ MY NEW NOVEL " MY MAFIA HUSBAND!" ONLY AVAILABLE ON WATTPAD AND COMPLETED ON PRATILIPI. DON'T FORGET TO FOLLOW ME ON WATTPAD AND INSTAGRAM!! angelicwriter__ ✒️

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"aap yeh kya- kya k- kar rahe hai " she asked timidly. "nothing just worshiping my biwi,hmmm" he said while wearing her anklets. "b- but ---"she closed her mouth as he warned her just by his eyes not to talk. she was continuously looking at him as he was the most beautiful thing in the world well yes for her ,he is. he slowly kissed her feet as she flinched by sudden touch. "a--aap yeh kyun ,aap humare pair nhi chu sakte " as she finally said after keeping her encourage. " kyun pati hai tumhare ,tumhare pair kya har ek chiz par humara hak hai ,samjhi? " he asked while raising his eyebrows. "ji,p-par---" " ab so jao kafi raat ho gayi kal subah uthna bhi hai , aur maa ne kaha tha ki abhi kuch rasame aur hai"he said while turning to the night lamp to blow off . she slowly laid on the bed as his one arm was under her head and second was grasping her waist tightly as he would loosened a bit she will go away. Tropes:- arrange marriage. sarpanch biwi village 1970's mature content 18+ enjoy reading the story....