He wanted a quiet, mature wife. She wanted laughter, freedom... and a little mischief. In a sleepy 1970s village, Sarpanch Devraj was all discipline, strength, and responsibility. At 29 , he believed he knew exactly what he wanted in a wife-a calm, composed partner who would fit seamlessly into his orderly world. Then Meena arrived. Barely 19, full of life, charm, and mischief, she was nothing like he expected-and everything he never knew he needed. Her playful teasing, bright eyes, and unpredictable antics threatened to turn his serious, perfect world upside down. Their arranged marriage was supposed to be simple. Instead, it became a whirlwind of laughter, stolen glances, heated arguments, and quiet moments of unexpected closeness. As sparks fly and boundaries blur, Devraj slowly learns that a wife's true strength isn't in quiet obedience-it's in the chaos, love, and fire she brings to your life.

Story set in 1930s He is looking at me like I am his meal . I don't know what to do so I just stand still. "Come here sugandha "he said in a low yet dangerous voice.Its been years I last hear his words.I slowly went towards him and stand beside him. He pulled me and made me sit in his lap.He slowly lift my head and trace his finger on my forehead while traveling it through my eyes,nose and lips. He insert his middle finger in my mouth and command me to lick.I don't know what it is and how to lick it. He chocked on my neck enough to pass oxygen. "I don't like to repeat my self sugandha, lick it like a good girl." he said to me in a dangerous voice. I obeyed him and lick his finger. He removed his finger with a pop sound and trace his finger through my neck ,breasts and navel. I don't know what this feeling is but something weird is happening in my stomach which I can't control. He suddenly cup his hand on my pussy through my saree and press it. I instantly adopted these weird feeling and an unknown sound escape through my mouth. "Who these pussy belongs to sugandha" he asked while gazing into my eyes .I don't know what to say,I feel very shy under his gaze.I close my eyes in a trance. "Don't I said to not repeat my self" he said in a dangerous voice . With out any warning he put his hand under my skirt and trace his finger on my clit in a rhythmic pace . "All wet for me my little slut Now tell me who these pussy belongs to ",he asked again. I don't know why it feel little weird in. good way when he calls me slut and his fingers did wonder and an unknown feeling raised in my stomach. "Ah, um,ahhh, it belongs to yours ji".I said with out controlling my body and mouth. CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ HIGHLY MATURED, VIOLENCE,SMUT, RAPE SCENES, EXPLICIT LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. ONLY FOR 18+ READERS. RANKINGS #1 in anger_04/06/2024 #1 in 1930s _ 23/06/2024 #1 in wattpad India_ 01/09/2024

This story revolves around a man who's obsessed with a woman-passionately, relentlessly, and since childhood. She is the air he breathes, the thought he can't escape, the reason his heart keeps beating. But what he doesn't know is that she's been just as obsessed with him all along, in ways he's never imagined. The question is-will fate pull them together? And if they finally cross paths, can the villains standing in their way tear them apart, or will their obsession burn too strong to break? RAGINI & RUDRAKSH 🧿 Mature themes involved 18+/21+ Abuse involved ( not from the ML ) Abusive words and languages used .

The Sin Series is a collection of short erotic romance stories woven with desire, temptation, and the thrill of the forbidden. Each tale explores the moments where restraint breaks, boundaries blur, and longing takes control. These stories are not just about passion but about the sins people commit in silence, the cravings they hide, and the emotions that consume them when love becomes dangerous. Filled with intense chemistry, unspoken yearning, possessive pulls, and slow-burning sensuality. Every story stands alone, yet all are bound by one truth - some temptations are too powerful to deny, and some sins feel far too good to resist. Enter a world where desire whispers, rules shatter, and passion leaves its mark.

Nitanshu and Keerti enter an arranged marriage as complete strangers, carrying no expectations from each other , only responsibility and silence. Their days pass in polite distance, shared meals, and unspoken thoughts. But slowly, through small gestures, late-night conversations, and quiet moments of understanding, their bond begins to soften. story revolves around 1990s theme.

It's a typical arrange marriage story dating back to 80's. 𝙎𝘼𝘼𝙉𝙑𝙄 𝘼𝘽𝙃𝙄𝙍𝘼𝙅 𝙈𝘼𝙇𝙃𝙊𝙏𝙍𝘼 She is 18 y/o girl from a village having less to zero expectation. Growing up she saw how her father treated her mother so she was afraid that her husband would treat her the same. 𝘼𝘽𝙃𝙄𝙍𝘼𝙅 𝙈𝘼𝙇𝙃𝙊𝙏𝙍𝘼 He is a 25 y/o man wanting to start his own startup in the city. He was attracted to her since the first time he saw her. He loves her shy nature. He does not like to talk much. He is a reserved kind of person. That's it for the description. There will be grammatical errors as English is not my first language.

The story is set in late 1980s. A woman who has full faith in her husband and loves him to core and a man who'll do anything to protect his family but finds it hard to express his emotions. Will there story be like every other couple in that era or does fate has something else stored for them? ☆ Warning: This story contains mature themes. Some things (like religion, mention of texts) are written for fictional purposes only. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. So I am just giving you guys a heads up if anybody feels offended. Readers discretion is advised.

[𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒, 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐍 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓-𝟐𝟔] Disha was a housewife, until she decided she could be more than that. And her husband, Arsh couldn't be more proud of her.

Once upon a time, men and women entered marriage with very clear policies regarding the division of labour: he would go to work and "bring home the bacon," while she would stay at home and cook, clean, and raise the children. Things aren't the same as they used to be. Modern Indian romance, intimacies, and marriages are far more complicated than assessments and reality television shows portray. In India, arranged marriages are an unique and complex process. People seek a 'soulmate' with whom they can spend the rest of their lives, but they also have specific expectations of the potential bride or groom. There is a strong narrative about finding love, compatibility, and connection, but what stands out is a real intent to replicate class identities beneath all of this. In a country that depends on a spending population, "middle class" is a necessary armour, a shared language, a value system, and, more importantly, a way of life. Life may be unjust, irritating, and disarmingly disappointing on most days. Being middle class, on the other hand, creates character in a culture obsessed with the need to be a part of the rat race. Marriage also places the onus of making sacrifices, concessions, and making the marriage work on the couple. This tale illuminates the unseen and underappreciated aspects of an Indian arranged marriage, the life of a middle-class wife and husband and their shared responsibilities as they navigate through life. Immense amount of desi tadka awaiting your way. *I don't own the illustration on the poster.*

Never in my life I imagined my whole twenty three years of my life changing with the single "yes" from HIM. I never wanted him to say yes! Hell, I never expected my father to propose for my marriage in the first place, with him.. that too in-front of the whole kingdom... to the King The RATANVEER CHAUHAN. And i have no clue why such a great king and the ruler wants to marry me, I never really knew him. I know nothing about him except his name. Probably it's the same with him, there is no way he could have heard of me let alone hate or.. love! Then Why ME??? And this is my story, the story of the Princess Sanyukta who was pushed into the loveless marriage by her own family. Her journey to unknown empire, his kingdom. Let's learn the difficulties she faced, joy that she enjoyed, Pride that she became and how her life turned upside down along with the people of "their kingdom" through her journey, the never ending saga of wisdom, charisma and love. This book is purely and totally fictional. No bias towards any religion or personality! If you want to dive into my magical world of love and war, peep in ❤️ PS: The pictures are taken from Pinterest and credits will be given to the concerned creator 🙌 And people while commenting please use English yaar🙏🏼😇