Vaidehi Chauhan was born into a world of gold and grit, but she learned early that a royal smile is the best place to hide a bleeding heart. At twenty-two, she is a storm trapped in silk, bound by a sacred marriage vow to a man who is as much a stranger as he is her husband. Rana Vanraj Singh Rathore is a decade older, a man carved from the hard stone of the Mewar hills, powerful, possessive, and dangerously restrained. To the world, she is the poised princess. To him, she is a mystery he wants to unravel slowly, breath by agonizing breath. Behind the closed doors of the royal wing, the air thickens with a tension that neither of them can voice. It is in the way his gaze lingers on the curve of her neck, or how her pulse stutters whenever he stands close enough for her to feel the heat radiating from his skin. He is a flame that consumes everything in its path, and she is the one woman who refuses to be burnt. But in a palace where every shadow holds a secret, a single word can ignite a fire that no vow can contain. As the hunger she tries to bury begins to clash with the cold duty she was raised for, Vaidehi must face the truth. Loving him isn't just a choice; it is a surrender that will either liberate her or destroy them both. This is a high-tension, mature royal Indian romance where every touch is a provocation and every glance is a sin.

#TOP 9 in India [ 28/06/2026] #TOP 4 in India [ 29 /06] [ 31/07] [1/2/3/4/5/6/7/08/26] #TOP 3 in India [ 30/7/2026] BOOK ONE OF FORCED MARRIAGE SERIES. Dhananjay Reddy is a 34-year-old South Indian mafia and a powerful businessman ruling across Telangana and Andhra Pradesh. His fear is so absolute that people tremble before taking his name, the world calls him only as Mr. Reddy, except his family. He is a devoted follower of Mahakaal. Power, blood and control define his world. There was only one weakness in his life Vaidehi Rao. His college crush and obsession. When Dhananjay was in his final year of college and Vaidehi was a fresher, they fell into a relationship that consumed him completely. He needed her not just to love but to breathe. Then everything shattered Vaidehi married another man. On her wedding night Dhananjay shot her husband right in front of her eyes. Broken and devastated Vaidehi cursed him "The day you fall in love again, that love will be taken away from you right before your eyes Dhananjay Reddy." Dhananjay laughed at fate, he believed he was no longer capable of loving anyone but destiny had other plans. He is forced into marriage with a girl nine years younger than him. Aashiyaana Raj 25- years -old. A North Indian girl-soft-spoken, naive and innocent. She has zero knowledge of South Indian culture, language or traditions. The land, the people, the customs everything about his world is foreign to her. She lost her parents in a tragic accident while she was in the 12th grade and was taken in by her uncle. A devoted follower of Mahakaali, her faith was her only strength until the day her uncle revealed the truth. He had been blackmailed if Aashiyaana did not marry Mr. Reddy their lives would be destroyed and so she said yes. Will Dhananjay Reddy ever love again? Will Vaidehi's curse come true? And what is the real truth behind Vaidehi marriage? Will his family accept Aashiyaana? To find out read the story.

When the threads of their fates have been entangled since the beginning of time, what could one possibly do to free themselves? Two rival kingdoms, a decades long rivalry between the both, a prince, a princess, sworn enemies. When they cannot bear a second of looking at each other, their lives intertwine in such a way that the rivalry gets left behind. But before that happens, secrets lurking in the chambers of palaces, tucked away like a forgotten nightmare are once again revisited. The truths of families, rivalries, and enmity are rediscovered. Trusts are broken and rebuilt. Families are destroyed and recreated. Royal titles are stripped off and reassigned. And amid that battle, two people who swore to destroy each other may perhaps find a fate of their own- because not all battles are fought on the battlefield. A story of power, rivalry, hatred, revenge, and love-Feeke Rang: Vengeance of

He was my love, but I was just his path towards the crown which he never owned. When my parents warned me he was a terrorist, I laughed. I didn't believe them. Not until he robbed his own love and left her to die in tiny deaths, moment by moment. We weren't just a few years apart in age, but miles apart in our thoughts as well. Our origins were different, our upbringings were different, we lived in different directions of the world, and yet I never let any of these cause a crack between us, until he decided to build one. REVENGE. His revenge. I was born with the title of Princess, and he was forced to become a knight. He was ready to destroy both of us in the flames of his revenge, lapping around our relationship's newly dug grave. And yet, I stood there firm, unshakable, unbreakable, indestructible, ready to see what his extent was. Because no matter what, at the edge where he ends... I begin. Our marriage didn't only gave a new direction to our relation, but it also sparked an unspoken hunger in him. I don't know why I was getting punished for something I never did. Not only did I betray the promise to my parents, but I also betrayed my every boundary for him. My love for him turned to my dedication when he gave me the only reason to hate him. He put his blade on the neck of the only one I loved the most. So, I put my blade on him, slicing off all the threads of our never budding relationship. He wanted to win it all for the Crown. So, I destroyed it all for the Blood. It was the battle of Blood vs Crown. And the winner was yet to be announced.

Aaradhya never believed in fate - until she stepped foot into the corridors of Jaipur's most elite college, where privilege ruled and secrets thrived. Her plan was simple: stay low, focus on studies, and return to her small world untouched. But then came Veer Singh Rathore - the enigmatic heir of Jaipur, cloaked in arrogance and silence, a boy born with a crown and a storm. He wasn't just the college's dark prince - he seemed to orbit her path with an intensity that shook her soul. First the stares. Then the possessive whispers. Then the touch that shouldn't have felt like fire. He was everywhere. And yet... something wasn't right. Because behind the raw magnetism and reckless possessiveness, Aaradhya glimpsed something else in his eyes - a fracture. A fear. A plea. As if even he wasn't in control of what he was becoming. And Veer? He's starting to realize he isn't. Something - or someone - is pulling the strings. A story of obsession, identity, and one girl's war to protect her heart from a boy who doesn't even know if it belongs to him anymore. What if the villain was never meant to be one? What if he's just trying to fight the story he's been forced to live? The story gets updated every Saturday at 9:00 P.M.

Rudransh singh rajput, a man of disciples and rules. A man who doesn't even think twice before killing someone who dared to defy him. A man who was once kind and playful son but now a cold and ruthless king of Rajasthan. Shivanya malhotra, an innocent and naive girl who is the sunshine of others lives but hers? A dark and traumatic past left many scars that are hard to forgive let alone forgive. But still her kindness and smile are never gone. She still believes that one day her life would change and she would be happy. Her life changed but... will she be happy or does she still have to face more challenges in her life? An arranged marriage which binds only two families but not the two souls. A girl who is forced to act happy in front of all. The people who is supposed to love and protect her were the ones who destroyed her. But her last hope crushed when her husband, whom she thought will be different crushed her hopes under his shoe. Sure.. This is an arranged marriage story for the ones who loves to see the red flag turns into a green forest like me... But it isn't over guys... It is not the simple arranged marriage but hella complicated story with many twists and turns so be ready to stop the story in middle of a chapter just to process everything and bang your head on the wall when you are not able to process. Trust me guys you will love it because it's a story not from a writer but from a reader who knows what your heart craves to read. Be ready to join in the roller coaster ride of ansh and ansh ki jaan.. Tropes: Grumpy X sunshine Age gap Arranged marriage Possessive and obsessed male lead She fell first but he fell harder King and mafia story This story contains mature content like violence, sexual assault, physical and mental abuse. So kindly skip if you are not comfortable. Guys I am not able to write whole description here so I request you all to read the first part i.e, description and then decide whether you want to read or not.

... An Indian heart warming love story "To anyone who wants to feel butterflies" _____________________ Alert: - This book contain mature content. Only proceed further if you are comfortable. - All characters and places are fictional in this story. Everything is based on my imagination. - I am also a reader on Wattpad so you may find some similar words or seens but they are going to be purely coincidental.

[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....

Ekansh Shekhawat, A CEO and reserved person was arranged to get married to Kiara Singh. Who was also his sister in law's sister. Started on - January 12, 2025. Completed in - May 24, 2025. Words count - 74,250 !It's my original work, and fully fictional!

❝𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒕, 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚?❞ _____________________________ Sidharth never wanted this marriage. Trapped by circumstances and haunted by a past he didn't want to face, he told himself it was only a duty. But Noor-silent, simple Noor-was something he couldn't ignore. Her presence stirred something in him, her quietness louder than his own chaos. She never asked for anything, yet she made him face the parts of himself he wanted to forget. And as his walls started to fall, he hated that he wanted her-that he needed the warmth of someone he was never meant to have. As time went on, He began to behave in ways that were antithetical to his initial intentions. He found himself doing everything he had once vowed never to do with his wife. He became the very husband he had despised. He started to crave more, an insatiable desire that gnawed at his soul for her. And then nothing seems to satisfy his aching soul other than his arranged wife's one smile. ●An Indian arranged marriage romance. #Book-1 in #His bride series. (A standalone book) ●Bᴏᴏᴋ ɪs ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ Dᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪɢʜʟʏ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʟɪɢʜᴛ BDSM. (Have a lot of grammatical and spelling mistakes.) ╰┈➤Started on: 28 April 2024 Author♥️