Warning ⚠️ Mature content 🔞 *child marriage* she was 10 when he's 18 she was innocent girl who didn't know about marriage while he's sarpanch of village cruel dangerous. it's old fashion book so don't hate me for child marriage plot. " bhaiyaa" she scream...... "bhaiya honga tera bhai inaya" he shout he's face darkening with anger. Years later, he leaves the village and disappears into the cold streets of London. Time changes him. The boy who once ruled with anger becomes a man the world now fears - a brilliant lawyer with a dangerous silence and a darker aura. She calls him Rudra. The world calls him dangerous. " hum sarpanch hai baba humpe zor jabardasti nhi kar paoge aur na hi hame us ladki se vivah karne ke liye mana paoge" he said calmly but firmly. " tum uske ghar to jaa aao baki fir baad me dekhenge, tumhari maa ki zidd hai " he's father said with pleading.... Rudrakansh ko sirf ek hi chiz ki bookh h aur vo h respect. ~~~~ "Sarpanch jiiii, please na... aap to bohot acche hai na! Aisa mat karein... bas upar se aam phek rahi hu, pakad lo please!" ~~~~ forced marriage innocent girl × short tempered sarpanch little girl × mature man Possessive Obsession Vo kehte rahe dur raho humse , hum kehte rahe paas hi to hai A promise made in childhood... a destiny waiting to return. He always saw her as just a child, a little shadow growing up before his eyes. But the day she stood before him in a saree... something dangerous woke inside him. A desire he never wanted, a feeling he tried to fight. Because she was the same girl he had watched grow up- yet suddenly, she wasn't just a child anymore. And now... she is his obsession, his stubborn claim, his madness, his burning obsession and wild desire. 🖤 And trust me, guys- this story is worth it. Please give it a try. 🖤✨

"Apka naam kya hee ?" Those were the words that took my breath away . Two months . Sixty one days , of me bringing her to England. And that's the question she asks....

Krityvirya Singh Rathore is the king of Jodhpur. He is also a 32-year-old single father. He cannot bear to see even a single tear in his 3-year-old son's eyes. But his son has been crying continuously for the past three days - and the one he's crying for, Krityvirya has now set out to find. "I will find her, even if I have to dig up the earth or tear through the skies," he said, and walked out of Uday Mahal. Phool is a 18 years old girl who was a princess of Chittorgarh Every night, she sees the same terrifying dream. She desperately wants to be free from it. "I don't want to see this dream again! I don't want to see it!" she cried, tears streaming down her face.

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐟 ✧ 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐷𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑅𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 The Final Book of this Series. Dropping After Aditi's book. 𝑬𝒍𝒍𝒂 𝑱𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 ★ My life wasn't bad - until my sister decided to send me away. She said it was for my safety, and I believed her. I accepted it. But that one night changed everything. I thought he was just a stranger. Turns out, he's my new nightmare - wrapped in sin and seduction. Now, I'm trapped. Not by chains, but by a craving I can't escape. My sister thought he would protect me. The truth? I need protection from him. 𝑨𝒓𝒋𝒖𝒏 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂 ★ The worst lie she believed? That she could escape me. She thinks I only knew her from that night. But the truth... it's darker than she'll ever imagine. A truth I buried years ago. A truth she doesn't need to know. I'll commit every damn sin to make her mine. I'll carve my name into her soul - body, mind, everything. I'll break her just to piece her back together... only to break her again. Because... She is my Sinful Secret. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

✨Featured in ❝𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭❞ [𝐒𝐏𝐋] reading list of @𝐀𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐈𝐍 of Wattpad✨ "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐡, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭". 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚅𝚘𝚕• 𝟷 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚅𝚘𝚕• 𝟸 She is 18, a shy, graceful, gentle, flirtatious, delicate and a princess who cries over every small thing. He is 35, a well mannered, majestic, intelligent, hot-tempered man of a few words who stays alone and away from the crowd of the world. "𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢." Divided by worlds but bound by fate. Bҽƚɯҽҽɳ SHADOWS αɳԃ SUNRISE After losing both her sister and brother-in-law in a tragic accident, LAVANYA Shri is left with their baby. Her life changes completely as she takes on responsibilities she never expected. At just eighteen, Lavanya Shri is forced by fate and the circumstances to marry IRAAJ Eklavya, a man who is eighteen years older than her.

For 18 year old Tara, the desert had never been kind. It was a cruel master-one that took more than it ever gave, leaving behind stories etched in sand: tales of survival. Tara was one of those stories. Abandoned by fate. Forgotten by the world. Forgotten by *him*-the man she had loved with every thread of her being, for whom she would have become anything. He throwed her aside as if she had never belonged to him at all, as if her love had been nothing but dust in the wind. But that was two and a half years ago. Now, she had changed-and so had her heart. She wasn't that girl anymore. Or so she thought. Because he wasn't finished with her. And neither was the desert. •••••••• This story is intended for mature audiences. If you're uncomfortable with erotica or themes involving forced relationships, I recommend skipping this book. Age-gap. 🔞🔞

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 ❁ 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐎𝐟 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ❁ ❁✵❁ ✧𝘊𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘉𝘢𝘤𝘬 ✓ ✧𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑆𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑟 ✓ ✧𝘈𝘯 𝘜𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘞𝘦𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 ✓ ✧𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑠 𝐼𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝐵𝑦 𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑦 ✓ ✧𝐻𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝐹𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑠 - 𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑒𝑛 𝐺𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠 ✓ ✧𝐴𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑠 - 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑜𝑟'𝑠 𝑂𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 ( ᴏɴɢᴏɪɴɢ ) ✧ 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑙 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐷𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑙 ( ᴏɴɢᴏɪɴɢ ) ✧ 𝑁𝑜𝑜𝑟-𝑒-𝑀𝑜ℎ𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑎𝑡 - 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐿𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒 ( ᴏɴɢᴏɪɴɢ ) ✧ 𝑇𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑦 :𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑅𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝐵𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑒 ( ᴏɴɢᴏɪɴɢ ) ⋆⋆⋆⋆ ✧ 𝑅𝑜𝑦𝑎𝑙 𝑇𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 - 𝑀𝑟. 𝐵𝑜𝑑𝑦𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑'𝑠 𝐹𝑜𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑃𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠 ( ᴜᴘᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ) ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧

She was born in loss. Her first cry was an echo of her mother's last breath. From that moment, Adhira Seghal was not the daughter of a home- she was its burden, its curse, its unspoken wound. A father who should have been her shield, turned his face away in shame. A family that should have embraced her, made her a shadow in her own house. But shadows have a language too. Adhira's was dance. Every twirl was defiance, every step a prayer, every silent rhythm a way of saying: I will not break. And then came Rudraksh Singh Shekhawat. A man carved by grief, haunted by a love that had long turned to ashes. To him, Adhira was no more than a substitute, a name on a marriage contract, a woman he swore never to love. He gave her silence, she gave him smiles. He gave her absence, she gave him devotion. He gave her cruelty, she gave him forever. And still- she stayed. She stayed when her father called her a curse. She stayed when her in-laws whispered bad omen. She stayed when Rudraksh looked through her, as though she were nothing but air in a crowded room. And when his heart bled, it was her hands that stitched it. When his body broke, it was her love that carried it. When his soul fell apart, it was her presence that held it together. But who would hold her? Who would see the fractures behind her smile? Who would hear the silence she swallowed every night? By the time the truth clawed its way into Rudraksh's heart, her light was already fading. Her body failing. Her love, unheard. This is not the story of a princess crowned with jewels, but of one crowned with scars. Not of a fairytale where love rescues, but of a tragedy where love comes too late. Adhira Seghal- the girl who stayed when the world turned away. The princess who fought with silence, and loved until it destroyed her. A story of devotion mistaken for weakness, of silence mistaken for surrender, and of a woman who was both the poetry and the ruin of her own tale.

Heya

He was the professor no one could ignore. She was the girl everyone overlooked. Professor Abhimanyu, 32, wasn't just another name on the faculty list...he was a presence. Known for his sharp mind, unmatched work ethic, and an aura of quiet authority, he taught Architectural Design like it was more than a subject... like it was a language of the soul. But he wasn't easy to keep. In just two years, he had already left two prestigious universities...never for better offers, but for something far more rare: his self-respect. He refused to compromise his dignity, no matter the cost. Then came Amrita. A final-year student. Always present, yet invisible. Always silent, yet full of unspoken thoughts. She wasn't the girl people noticed..she was the one they laughed at. The one who tried to fit in but somehow became the punchline instead. Shy. Introverted. "Boring," they called her. But they never really saw her. Because beneath that quiet exterior lived a mind that felt deeply, imagined endlessly, and observed everything. And yes... She had a crush on him. Just like many others. But unlike them, hers wasn't shallow admiration. It was something softer. Something deeper. She didn't just notice his looks, she noticed the way he spoke about design, the way he stood by his principles, the way he never pretended to be someone he wasn't. And maybe... he noticed something too. Not the loudest voice in class. Not the brightest attention-seeker. But the girl who stayed back, whose designs carried emotions no one else could draw, whose silence spoke louder than words. What happens when a man who values dignity above everything meets a girl who has never been valued at all? When admiration turns into understanding... When silence turns into connection... When two completely different worlds begin to align.. A story begins. Not loud. Not rushed. Not perfect. But real. Ranks - No.1 in Slowburn (24 feb 2025)