A sweet, simple arranged marriage tale set in the early 2000s. Anubhav:- The gentle, responsible elder son of the Singh family. He has always known that he would marry the woman his family chose for him. And so, he marries Haseena. Haseena:- The soft spoken, calm middle child of the Malik family. Like every young woman, she dreams of marrying the perfect person, chose by her family.So, she accepts her family's choice and marries Anubhav. Both are composed, patient, and undemanding. Starting a new life together isn't difficult but sharing their thoughts and feelings is. He is shy when it comes to expressing emotions. She hesitates before speaking her heart. Still, they know they are meant to stay together forever. So they try, slowly and sincerely to talk, to express, to understand, and eventually, to love. And they do. This is their story from strangers bound by marriage to soulmates bound for forever. Tropes: Arranged Marriage Teacher × Housewife Elder son x middle daughter Introvert x introvert Soft romance Slow burn She falls first, he falls harder Old school romance Note: Only the names Anubhav and Haseena are taken from the Maddam Sir show; the story has no connection to it and is entirely fictional. ~Atiwak ❤️

SCHEDULE : EVERY MONDAY 💗 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Isha mehra × Rudra malhotra ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My grip on the steering wheel tightened. Isha. Isha. Isha. That name. It wouldn't stop circling inside my head like a curse. "Hm. Rudra?" mom's tone shifted slightly. "What about you? What do you think about Isha?" "She's... pretty." That slipped out of my mouth before my brain could lock it down. I kept my eyes forward, pretending I hadn't just lost control over my damn tongue. Shit. Did I just say that? Me? "She's pretty, huh, bhai?" Arjun teased, grinning at me through the rearview mirror. Damn it. This idiot's going to turn it into a full family circus. "Beta, I didn't ask how she looks," mom said, folding her arms like she was holding court. "I asked, what do you think about her." I didn't answer. Because I didn't know what the hell to say. So I said nothing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Warning : This story contains abuse, torture, force (not between the couple), murder, and violence. And many more things that might triggerd you. If you're not comfortable with such content, please do not read.

Dark Romance | Mature themes | 18+ There was a time when Rudransh Singh Thakur believed in love. A time when power wasn't everything. When silence didn't define him. But that was before betrayal. It made him ruthless now. Now, at thirty-four, Rudransh stood as a man the world feared a minister, whose silence carried more weight than words ever could. Nothing touched him anymore. Nothing except one. His son. Aryaman Singh Thakur Five years old. A child who had learned early that people leave... and promises don't stay. If Rudransh had built walls, Aryaman had learned to live within them. And then, she entered. Not with power. Not with demand. But with silence that matched theirs. Ishani Sharma A woman who had known pain in ways she never spoke of. Who carried her past like a shadow she couldn't outrun. Who held her child as if that alone was reason enough to survive. She didn't belong in his world. And yet, she became a part of it. A marriage not built on love, but on necessity. On power. On a name she never asked to carry. He didn't want her. His son wouldn't accept her. But she stayed. Not loudly. Not forcefully. Just... there. And in the middle of it all... there was Arohi, breathing life into the silence. A child too young to understand pain, yet the only one who carried light into a life built on shadows. And in a house where silence ruled, where love had once been broken and buried. something began to shift. Not all at once. Not enough to be called love. But enough... to change everything. Because behind power, behind silence, behind every unspoken truth lies a story hidden beneath the VEIL OF THRONE (A/n : This book is for mature audiences, contains explicit content. Do read only if you are comfortable.) # Top10 in India from 07.05.2026

𝑴𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒉𝒖𝒅 𝒔𝒆 𝒃𝒉𝒊 𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊, 𝒚𝒆 𝒌𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒂 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒕𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒏 𝒈𝒂𝒚𝒂... 𝑩𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒉𝒖𝒆 𝒉𝒊 𝒌𝒐𝒊, 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒔𝒂𝒃 𝒌𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒃𝒂𝒏 𝒈𝒂𝒚𝒂...🤍 "H.. how can I be pregnant, doctor-I never let anyone come close..." [She was just 19, she said crying.] Meanwhile:- "I want that girl at any cost-she's carrying my child." [He is a mafia, he said angrily.]

𝐖𝐨 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐤𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐮 𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐟 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐤𝐡 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐢.... 🪶📜🌕ִֶָ☾♡ "Tumhara Naam Kya Hai?" , On the day of his engagement he asked the dancer of the brothel. "Kritika!", the other dancer replied and he remained silent-this was the name of his wife from whom he had separated because she was the daughter of his father's murderer. Previously Known As 'My Hard Hearted Husband' & 'My Hard Hearted Ex Husband'

𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟕 × 𝟐𝟖 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: # 𝟐 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 Four years. Ask Zahir Pratap Ravalyan how many days, how many minutes, how many seconds those years hold. Ask me why, despite having everything -power, name, and the throne -I was never content. I was born to rule. Trained to conquer. Disciplined to reign. But now, all I want is to tear away the veil hiding the stranger who wears my wife's face. Because she looks like her. She breathes like her. Yet she is not my wife. Then tell me- Who is she?

Virat Singh Rathore × Adrika Virat Singh Rathore

𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐡𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 "𝐖𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐈𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐰." ♡𝒜𝒶𝓇𝑜𝒽𝒾 𝒥𝒽𝒶 ♡ Doctor by passion. 24 yrs old. Heart of the family. Sweet but not so sweet. Loves her family. A lively carefree girl, calls herself a "SANSKARI BITCH". Believes in love and a devotee of Lord Shiva 🙏🏻. ☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★ ♡ 𝑅𝓊𝒹𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓈𝒽 𝒮𝒾𝓃𝑔𝒽 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓊𝒽𝒶𝓃 ♡ CEO of Chauhan Industries. 35 yrs old. Can do anything to protect his family and siblings. People fear his wrath. Hates liars and believes love makes a person incompetent. ☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★ " 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒊𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆 , 𝑨𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒉𝒊. 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍." He said breaking the mangalsurta and pushing me aside. ... What will happen when two such personalities fall in love?? Will they make it or fate has other plans !! ❃°•°❀°•°❃ 18+ content Mature language

╰┈➤𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤-2 𝐎𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 Abhigyaan Singh Rathore - the youngest son of the powerful Rathore family - is the charismatic CEO of Rathore Empire. Known for his charm, wit, and hacker's mind, he's the sunshine that lights up every room.But behind that easy smile hides a man haunted by silence - the silence left by his Chand, the girl who once made him believe in love again. He never believed love was meant for him...Until she proved him wrong. Vidhi Khandelwal, the youngest daughter of the rival Khandelwal family, is a classical dancer - graceful, innocent, and sheltered. To her family, she's a fragile glass doll, a pawn in a game she doesn't understand.Unaware of their hidden motives, she's sent to the same college as their enemy's son - and fate does the rest. They fall in love, unaware of the truth that ties their bloodlines together. Until one cruel misunderstanding destroys everything they ever had. Their love was soft.Their love was pure.But in a world built on hate and legacy - their love became their sin. She taught him to love.She made him feel like he belonged.And then... she left.. He turned his devotion into obsession - and this time, she will pay for every heartbeat he lost. Because his love was never gentle. It was suffocating. It was possessive. It was his sin

He held up his hands, trying to sound casual, but the sight stopped her cold-blood smeared across his fingers, dark and fresh. "Relax, it's nothing," he said smoothly, his voice trying to soothe, but her heart pounded in stark disbelief. Her eyes widened, fixed on the crimson stains, a silent scream caught in her throat. Horror dripped from every glance. "Nothing? You killed him," she whispered, voice barely steady, trembling with a mixture of fear and accusation. "You're a murderer." He scoffed, a cold shadow flickering in his unreadable eyes. "Don't insult me wifey. I'm above that." The weight of his words pressed down like a guillotine as she steadied herself, voice sharp with defiance. "I'll tell everyone. I won't marry you." A slow, cruel smile curved his lips as he leaned in, his breath ghosting against her ear like a deadly promise. "Will you? Go ahead-tell everyone. I'll destroy everything you hold dear, just like your telling would destroy mine. We'll go down together." He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper. "And as for not marrying me... oh wifey , you don't get to choose. You'll be mine-whether it's in a wedding dress, or buried in a legend". He wasn't supposed to pull her in-didn't even understand why he was drawn to her. She wasn't the most beautiful, but something beneath the surface called to him. A ruthless heir haunted by betrayal, he never let strangers close... yet he craved to keep her. ☆☆☆☆