We were never supposed to marry, and our marriage was wrong because of many reasons but it didn't take him a single second before he shouted in front of the whole village and said that I am his wife and marry me in front of them. And I was just standing there like a statue because what could I have done when my own family is in different country and the person whom I was getting married ran away leaving me to get killed by the goons. He saved me when no one was there for me, when everyone was against me and wanted to kill me. He stood there like a rock and become my shield and my husband. And this is where our story of endless love and fight begins. And all of this just because we are from different religion and society will never accept our marriage and love. All of this started because of that tremendously awful day when it was announced that our country is getting divided into two parts and that we have to leave our country, my home where I was born and brought up. The partition of 1947 changed my life for forever. I am Noor and this is my story of Love and War with those whom I used to thought were my loved ones.

Dear Readers, I am so grateful to see all your love, reading all the comments and seeing you all vote. It makes me really happy. 🫂🫂😊✨ You deserve a hug for liking my petty story. Much Love VAIRAAG

"maa.. I can't marry him" "why?" "because.. because.. he is a professor" "so what?" "please ma.. not him please. A professor should not marry a student. Its forbidden you know" I pleaded which went in to deaf ears. Another short story.

Jiya Tripathi came to attend her cousin's wedding but in a twist of events, she became the bride. Now trapped with a grumpy zamindar and his unpredictable family, will she fall in love or convince him to leave her? ◖Age Gap ◖Desi Erotica ◖Soft Romance ◖Slow Burn Romance ◖Forced Marriage ◖Suspense

Phase 1 is completed guys. This story is a roller coaster which shows family emotion and bava-maradhal romance. Vikram Ramineni The male lead and a DCP. He is a strict police officer 28 years old and lives in Mumbai he lives with his father, and older sister his mother died during giving birth to him.His father made a mistake which their family got separated he wants to reunite their family. Ananya Krishna The female lead 23 years old studying B. Tech final year she is naughty and clumsy. She currently studying in Mumbai.Lets see how she fell for her bava. Tropes You'll Love: * Bava-Mardhalu Romance * He Fell First, She Fell Harder * Strict Police Officer × Naughty Student * Cold × Naughty * Forced Proximity * Secret Identity / Family Secrets English is not my first language.

𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲 =========================== He walked in and locked the door. "The only time you talk in this whole fucking week is to a little boy?" He walked towards me and started to remove his blazer and undoing his pants. "What are you doing?" I asked strongly yet I was internally trembling. "Fucking you" And with that he grabs me, turns me around, grabs my hands and pushed me down the table behind me. Before I could process, he lifted my dress, and in a second his dick entered my surprisingly wet pussy. He wasn't sweet at all. He was harsh and I tried to not moan so that I don't embarrass myself in front of others and so that he doesn't hear a voice from me. "The way people looked at you pissed me off so fucking much" I held on the table sides as he was ruthless on his thrusts and I started to cry at the pleasure and humiliation that was building up. "I just wanted to remove everyone's eyes" he said and I cried more. His thrusts were so hard that my legs lifted from the floor and were in air, my pussy was at the mercy of his dick. He bends over me and I felt a tear in my dress. He removed my hair from the back, and whispered, "Scream out loud, don't hide those pretty little moans from me, let others also know to whom does this pussy belong to" ======================== ||FAST PACED BOOK||

Set in the 1980s, in a village where traditions hold more power than dreams. Tara-a young woman trapped by societal expectations, burdened by rejection, and scarred by loss. With nowhere left to turn, she finds herself at the edge of despair, questioning if there's anything left to fight for. Then there's Dhruv-a man who refuses to accept the world's injustices as fate. Practical yet defiant, he challenges the very beliefs that have kept Tara caged. When their paths collide on a fateful night, neither of them realizes that this meeting will change their lives forever. This is their story-a tale of love, defiance, and the struggle to break free from a society that refuses to change. But in a world where rules are set in stone, can love truly rewrite destiny? ☆ Warning - This story explores themes that may be sensitive or uncomfortable for some readers. It is entirely fictional and based on my imagination. Given its setting in the 1980s, in a rural village, certain events may reflect harsh societal realities. Reader discretion is advised.

Dakshita Verma only came to the wedding to help out-a simple girl, a schoolteacher at an orphanage, content with her quiet life. But fate had a different plan. On the day of the wedding, the bride runs away. Chaos erupts. Honor is at stake. Reputations on the line. And standing quietly in a corner is Akshit Sinha-a reserved, autistic groom who had agreed to this arranged marriage after much persuasion. But now, he stands alone at the mandap, eyes blank but heart silently shattered. To save both families from disgrace, a shocking decision is made-Dakshita is asked to take the runaway bride's place. Married within minutes to a man she's never met... To a soul misunderstood by many... Dakshita enters Akshit's silent world with nothing but faith. But as days unfold, she finds herself drawn to his quiet strength, his subtle gestures, his wounded yet loyal heart. What begins as an accident of fate becomes a slow, emotional journey of love, trust, and healing. Will this accidental marriage bloom into something real? Or will their hearts stay strangers forever?

It's a love story between a bava and his mardhal... a bond that was never supposed to cross the line, yet always hovered close to it. Jahnavi Rao - Rudra's mardhal. Twenty-three, sharp, soft-hearted, studying MBA in Hyderabad. She's loved him for as long as she can remember.... quietly, hopelessly, endlessly. Rudra Pratap Reddy - her bava. Twenty-eight, the village president, an MBA graduate, and the owner of a powerful company in Hyderabad. To him, Jahnavi was always a responsibility... until one day, she became something more. When did Rudra realise his love for the girl he swore to protect? How many storms will they face to stay together? And how far will they go for a love that was written long before they understood it? Let their story begin... 💗💫✨

[ORPHAN X UNDERCOVER AGENT] Tara is a free spirited girl on whom life has never been easy. From being discarded on her first birthday to being thrown into adulthood without any disclosures and shelter. Tara has faced every phase of life by herself until one night where it all changed. But for better or for worse? In Hindu mythology, 'Tara' is associated with the planet Venus and is considered a protective deity. Will Tara be able to stand upon her name and be her protective deity or the venus will simply lose its spirit? Explicit Violence triggers are provided in the book.