[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....

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. 🖤✨

STOP RIGHT THERE Mrs Priya Ekaansh Raghuvanshi, a shiver ran down her spine listening his dangerous voice she gulp and tightly close her eyes,she was clutching her saree in her hands that her life depend on it. When she stop at her place but didn't turn then he marched towards her with long strides , he holds her wrist in his tight grip without hurting her he pull her towards him that she collided with his chest she put her one hand on his chest so that she didn't fall. She open her eyes immediately because of his sudden pull,her brown doe like eyes meet with his black and dark eyes which is showing nothing but anger and hurt. But she was not able to maintain an eye contact with him so she immediately look down on her hand which was on his chest. Why the hell are you ignoring me since evening Mrs Raghuvanshi care to explain??he asked with irritating and slight anger in his voice. But she didn't said anything,she was Just looking down,she bite her lower lip in nervousness and his close proximity isn't helping at all. When he didn't get any answer from her he hold her shoulder and yelled at her ANSWER ME DAMMIT. Ji.....ji...wohh....main...she said stammering tears fall from her eyes.because it's her first time seeing his anger. when an innocent and shy girl is arranged into marriage with cold and top most sexiest businesses tycoon. "It is typical arrange marriage without any enemy it's just normal marriage life". let's see how love is going to bloom in both of their hearts. Let's see if he is cold with her also or not??? #6- family #1- Hindi #1-india #14- arrange marriage #10-love life #4- cute romance #3- wife

◇◇◇Daily Update◇◇◇◇ •°•A Story Of Healing Love•°• ●There is no Cheating scene involve not even emotionally.💕 Once upon a time, he was a name that commanded power- a brilliant businessman and the crowned prince of Jaisalmer, ruling empires with calculated precision. Then came the accident. His empire remained untouched, his throne secure, but his mind didn't survive the fall. The man who once ruled with clarity now battles hallucinations, fractured memories, and a past he cannot escape- especially the memory of the woman he loved... the woman who left.. Now he became a baby by mind. She is not that woman. She has no place in his past and no claim on his heart. Cold, composed, and fiercely independent, she is a CEO who believes in control, not emotions. Love, for her, is a myth-an unnecessary weakness she refuses to entertain. Fate, however, is cruel and persistent. Circumstances force two strangers together- a broken prince clinging to a lost love, and a woman who refuses to feel anything at all. He lives as a child. She lives in reality. They are bound not by love, but by destiny, power, and a truth neither of them asked for. Because sometimes, the most dangerous stories begin when two hearts that don't belong to each other are forced to collide. #7 in India -24/Feb/2026 #14 in darkromance-24/Feb/2026

📖 Maala Novel - Story in Roman Urdu. A powerful tale of love, loyalty, and sacrifice. Maala follows the emotional journey of a young woman as she navigates through life, identity, and relationships. Each episode brings deep emotions, spiritual reflections, and unforgettable twists. 💔 A unique blend of love and sacrifice 🖋️ Written by the renowned author Nimrah Ahmed Note: I am continuing from where some other author has stopped posting.

"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.

BOOK ONE: FEROCIOUS LOVE CHRONICLES A wedding meant for love... stolen by madness." _______________________________________ Him: "Who deserves punishment, biwi?" Her: (barely audible, heart pounding) "M-me..." Him: (tilting her chin up, voice dark and unwavering) "And where, biwi? On our bed... or in the ashes of the man who dared to crave what's mine?" Her: (whimpering, body trembling) "P-please..." Him: (low chuckle, deadly possessive) "No, biwi. Please what?" He leaned in, his breath a sinful caress against her trembling lips. "Please what, baby? Use your words." "Beg me to break you. Beg me to make you mine-completely-until even your soul moans my name." His grip tightened, his fingers tracing fire down her skin. "Say it-" Her: (shuddering, surrendering) "Yours..." His lips hovered, his voice a dark whisper, laced with devotion and madness. ________________________________________ "You are the prayer my soul has bled for through lifetimes." "The flame my darkness bows before." "The only truth my chaos kneels to." "And now, biwi, you are bound to me-not by fate, not by destiny-by me." This isn't just dominance. This is obsession, possession, destruction, and worship-wrapped in the most sinful kind of love. Get ready to step into a world where love turns lethal, obsession burns wild, and surrender is the only escape.

"He's bad Aisha.. he killed our mother.." She kneels down on the cold earth, her hands clenching the edge of the headstone as she sobs. The wind howls like the grief in her heart, and the rain pours like the tears on her face. She speaks to the buried grave, her voice trembling with pain. Suddenly, the air shifts, and she feels a presence behind her. She turns, and her eyes meet his. He stands there, looking relieved to have found her. He approaches cautiously, taking in her tear-streaked face and the distress in her voice. He raised a hand in front of her. "Ghar chaliye Aadhya..." He said in an unwavering tone. "Mujhe nahi Jana..please mujhe jaane dijiye" she retreats back. "Aadhya.. mujhe majboor mat kariye. Anjaam aap seh nahi paayengi.." He says in a stern voice. He was a man obsessed, driven by an undeniable and dangerous fixation on her. His love, driven by possessiveness, bordered on the line of obsession. He would do anything to keep her by his side, no matter the cost.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ- 𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙡 نامال - 𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙡 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙖𝙡 𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨. 𝙁𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙨 𝙂𝙝𝙖𝙯𝙞 𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙥-𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙕𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙧 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙪𝙛. 𝙃𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙥𝙝𝙚𝙬 𝙎𝙖𝙖𝙙𝙞 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙪𝙛 𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙟𝙖𝙞𝙡. 𝙊𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙, 𝙎𝙖𝙖𝙙𝙞'𝙨 𝙖𝙪𝙣𝙩 𝙕𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙩 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙠𝙞𝙙𝙣𝙚𝙮𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙪𝙡𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙁𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙩𝙮, 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙣 𝙁𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙨'𝙨 𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙕𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙧 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙖𝙘𝙠. All credits goes to Nemrah Ahmed

♚ 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 ♛ 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐲𝐚 𝐀𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐥 ⋇✦⋇ "𝙍𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙚!" "𝙄__𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮! 𝙄__𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙙𝙤 𝙞𝙩!" "𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙤 𝙞𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛" ⋇✦⋇ "𝙎𝙞𝙜𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚!" "𝘽__𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚? 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙪𝙡𝙩?" "𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙩, 𝙢𝙮 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮, 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨! 𝘿𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝙄 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪!" "𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚!" ⋇✦⋇ #2 in torture #1 in forced #1 in royal #1 in innocent #1 in rude #1 in arrangedmarriage #1 in revenge #1 in vengeance #2 in torment #1 in possessive #1 in indianstory #1 in desi #1 in agegap #1 in billionaire #1 in businessman #1 in arrogant #1 in intimate #1 in forcedmarriage #14 in romance