1968..ᝰ "𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐥, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝. 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 '𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥' 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥." Her face was veiled however her gaze remained unveiled, revolting to see stars of her own sky which laid 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞. वो नारी है , लहरों सी वो पैर छूना जानती है तो कश्ती डुबाना भी An arranged marriage between a woman desperate to belong to herself and a man who belonged more to revolutions than to love. Born with privilege but disgusted by the society around him, As a criminal lawyer, he fought for widows, young girls, and women whose voices were buried. Marriage was never meant to be part of his life until a promise brought them together as husband and wife. He belonged to nobility, precise in words, calm in demeanor and observant. She belonged only to herself, spoke words of her shadow. Stepping into his grand haveli as his wife forced her to face harsh customs, lingering judgments, and a marriage filled with quiet tension, stolen glances, and feelings neither of them were ready to name. And when society tries to break her spirit, will he stand beside the world he swore to change or set her dreamson fire for his family ? Tropes • Soft gaze × tough exterior • Feminist ML × Feminist FL • Shawl × cotton saree • Very slow burn • Curious FL × calm ML • Mutual yearning • Quiet tension × forbidden softness • Secured Masculinity • "Let me cry on your lap and cover my face with your pallu

[PARTITION ROMANCE] 18+ She is a mute. He is a politician. And 1947 is burning around them. After surviving a brutal assault and losing her only family, Vrishty, a voiceless Hindu girl, is left alone in a town tearing itself apart. Hunted by the man who first claimed her, she hides in silence, until Meer, an emerging Muslim politician, becomes the only barrier between her and the chaos outside. Bound by guilt and an unexpected pull, Meer begins to realise his vicinity with the girl. But the nation which divided amongst the communal hate, will it be able to save these burning interfaith hearts, alive? __________________________ "In Islam" he continued quietly. "You cannot marry unless both agree... and unless both are Muslim" His expression twisted, a deep aching conflict. I shook my head, looking at him. As if almost pleading him. Noo...please....

(Book 1 in Forbidden Series) Leonardo Rosewood A kind but lonely 30-year-old guy, he's had some experiences that turned him into an atheist. He works as a high-ranking officer for the British East India Company. He commands power and respect. He's not rude, but he's not exactly the friendliest person either. Radha A 19-year-old girl with an innocent curiosity to explore the world, she faced a heartbreak when society forced her into marriage at of sixteen, wedded to a forty-eight-year-old stranger. Each day became unbearable as she silently endured pain, wondering if this is how her life would be. Yet, even in the pain, a hope burned within her, only because of her Kanha. She prayed to her Kanha, believing that someday, despite the harsh realities, she might find her own path to happiness and freedom. A love story that was never meant to be... but fate had other plans. Will their love endure and blossom in the orthodox society? Or would they get bleedingly ripped apart and forgotten in history? (This story is set in the 1910s in India, during the colonization era.) Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction set in 1910s India and is not historically accurate. It is purely for entertainment purposes and does not intend to whitewash British colonial rule. The characters and events are fictional and should not be seen as a reflection of real history.

Mishti Mishti is a girl who never knew love. Her father cursed her with the title of a bad omen when her mother died giving birth to her. She silently endures the cruelty of a stepmother who never shows her any affection. Her only dream, her only passion - dance - was crushed the day she was forced into marriage with a man twice her age. For two years, she suffered his abuse until fate took him away in an accident. But instead of freedom, she faced blame. Her in-laws threw her out, treating her like she was nothing. Her soul carries scars that run too deep to fade. Her eyes bear the burden of countless betrayals. Yet, even after losing everything, she still searches for light - for a love that could heal her broken heart. Prithvi Dev Thakur Prithvi Dev Thakur is a man who rules with absolute power - the most feared and respected figure in Rajasthan. He is ruthless in his ways, intolerant of lies, and possesses unshakable discipline. His hands have built an empire, but they also carry the weight of his darkest secret - the day he killed his own father. It is a truth he never speaks of. Behind his cold, perfect mask lies a lonely soul burdened by guilt and unfulfilled longing. He has never disrespected women but has also never allowed one to come close enough to touch his heart. Prithvi is a perfectionist, a protector, but secretly... just a man yearning for love, peace, and escape from the darkness that consumes him. Two Broken Souls, One Fate Destiny brings them together - two wounded hearts seeking comfort in one another. Mishti sees the man behind the mask, the pain behind his power, and offers him a love he never believed he deserved. In return, Prithvi gives her the strength to stand tall, fight back, and dream once more. She mends his wounds while he becomes her shield. But will love be enough to survive in a world that only knows how to break them? Or will their pasts return to inflict cruelty once again?