"You stop worrying about your sister and worry about yourself. You have said that today is my marriage but I have made a slight change in it." he said with menacing smirk playing on his face. "What change" she asked as she was not getting good vibes from him. "It is true that today I am getting married but not with Mahi but with you." He stated like it's not a big deal that he swapped the brides. Her eyes widened in shock and disbelief. She stared at him without blinking her eyes. She couldn't bring herself to believe what he just had said. She asked him in her trembling voice "W...What d...did y...you s....say?" He leaned on her face dangerously close "I said that you will marry me today and in the same mandap (pavilion). Before you refuse me, let me tell you that your sister and your family's life is in my hands if you try do something. If you try to refuse marriage or try to tell anyone about this then your sister will be the first person whose life I will smash. It will be better for you not to waste my and your time, wear wedding lehenga quietly and come to the mandap. go and get ready. yes, one more thing you must remember that no one should see your face till we get married so that the marriage can be done smoothly. I don't want any drama before marriage." She was silently listening to him as she was too numb to react. She couldn't even think of marrying a person like him. How could she marry a person whom she couldn't even talk to properly?? "How can I marry you?" his eyebrows raised in anger hearing her question. He took out his phone to call someone and ordered staring deep into her eyes making her heart sink in fear and dread "kill Mahi." She kneeled down joining her hands infront of him and begged him crying historically "Please don't do this". He raised his one eyebrow in questioning manner and asked her "So will you marry me?" She didn't say anything. Seeing Her silent, He told the man again "Kill her." "Yes, I will marry you."

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

#Top 1 in india (14/19/10/25) #Top 2 in india (13/10/25) #𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 ╰┈➤ 𝑼𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝐇𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞. Abhimann Singhania never thought to marry a girl like Drishti Sinha, who doesn't speak. For him, this marriage is a cold transaction, a responsibility he's ready to ignore. But Drishti, with her quiet defiance and steady resilience, is far from weak. Bound by a marriage neither of them chose, their world collides in moments they don't expect: a shared cup of tea, a gaze that lingers too long, a touch that says too much. In the middle of silent nights and simmering storms, Abhimann begins to hear the words Drishti never says. But love isn't enough when secrets hang between them like unsaid promises. Can two people who didn't choose each other find a reason to stay? A story of stolen glances, unspoken feelings, and a love that grows where no one thought it would. Tropes - -Arranged Marriage -Silent/Non-verbal Female Lead -Emotionally Guarded Male Lead -Forced Proximity -Slow Burn -Simmering Tension -Hidden Past -Misunderstandings |✯ STARTED ON : 9 MARCH 2025 |✯ENDED ON : 27 SEPTEMBER 2025

This is a very complicated story, so kindly read at your own risk. I am writing this short story on public demand. All the images are from Pinterest.

#Top5 in India (07/09/2025) #Top4 in India (08/09/2025) 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟎'𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐚.. 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ⚠️ 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐒𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 (𝟏𝟖+) Sakshi had just stepped into her nineteenth year. She was not like other girls - instead, she was very timid, shy, and quiet, with a heart as pure as holy water. She grew up in a family of five, where every day she saw her father hurting and torturing her mother without any reason. Watching this pain at home, Sakshi slowly lost all her dreams about marriage and love. To her, marriage was not something beautiful - it was something to fear. One day, without asking for her opinion or even telling anyone else, her father fixed her marriage with a man a few years older than her. Hearing this, Sakshi felt her world fall apart. Fear gripped her heart - what if her future husband turned out just like her father? What if her life became another cage of pain and sadness? Terrified and helpless, Sakshi stands at the edge of a new life she never asked for. What will happen to her now? Will her husband bring her happiness, or will history repeat itself? 𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 ✨✨

Born into immense wealth, Anya Mehta was never greedy for power. The only daughter of a top business tycoon, she wanted a quiet, ordinary life-far from boardrooms and corporate wars. While her father dreamed of legacy, Anya's heart chased love, even when it chose the wrong man-one who desired her fortune more than her soul. But fate had other plans. A tragic incident mid-flight changes everything. Anya survives, but the girl she once was disappears. In her place awakens the soul of a fearless entrepreneur-sharp-minded, suspicious, and forged by ambition. A woman who once built an empire from nothing now finds herself reborn into one already waiting to be ruled. Returning home, Anya shocks everyone by stepping into the business world she once feared. Bound by a forced engagement to Rudra Singhaniya, the coldest and most powerful businessman of the era, she walks into a future filled with rivalry, hidden truths, and slow-burning tension. This is no longer the story of an innocent girl in love. This is the rise of Anya Mehta-a woman reborn to dominate, to protect, and to reclaim her destiny.

Ira Sharma has spent her life believing she was never meant to be seen. At twenty-five, she is a brilliant architect and professor, the silent force behind ARC Institute-an institution she owns but never claims publicly. Insecure about her appearance and uncertain of her presence, Ira chooses invisibility over authority, silence over recognition. She leads from the shadows, convinced that softness and strength cannot coexist. Reyansh Malhotra is twenty-seven and already the CEO and Chairman of Malhotra Industries. Distinct, disciplined, and precise, he speaks only when necessary and commands respect without demanding it. Love, to him, is rare-earned, not assumed. Not scarred by heartbreak but shaped by observation, Reyansh learned early that emotions without depth are temporary, and attachments without intention are fragile, he knows it not by experience but by observation. They are each other's first, there is no misunderstanding, no family drama, this is just a sweet love story between them. Let's see how their journey moves from neighbors to friends, from an unexpected marriage to a love neither of them planned-but both chose.

He never smiled. He never cared. He never loved. Until he walked in. Jeon Jungkook - ruthless, arrogant, born with a silver spoon and a frozen heart. He lives in a mansion built with silence and commands that echo. Smiles? He doesn't know the word. Kim Taehyung - poor, abandoned, yet always smiling. The world gave him pain, but he returns it with kindness. A boy with nothing... Until he steps into Jungkook's world - not as a guest, but as a servant. Two opposites. One roof. One heart too frozen to feel... and one too warm to break. But fate? It doesn't ask permission. It invades. It burns. It loves. And it ruins. Top Tae Powerbottom Kook 🐯💜🐰 This story is totally from my imagination. Sorry for any grammatical mistakes. Do not copy my story.

He looked into her eyes, a storm of emotion swirling behind his steady gaze. "You don't even know who I actually am," he said, his voice low, trembling just slightly. The fear was real-raw. The thought of her discovering the truth, of walking away once she knew... it haunted him. After so much struggle finally they are together. now..he couldn't afford to lose her. Not when she meant everything. But then, without flinching, she met his eyes and answered with a calm that carried weight. "And you don't know who I am... or what I did to you." There was fire in her voice, but also something darker something buried. He didn't understand. Still, she seemed so composed, like it didn't shake her. But it shook him. Because if his secret ever came to light, he was certain it would destroy everything between them. Their bond, their love gone in an instant. She stepped back slightly, her voice soft now. Almost too soft. "I just know I love you. That's it." And with that, she turned and walked away, leaving him standing there. But the fear didn't leave her. It stayed-settled in his chest, growing heavier by the second. Then, his phone rang. He glanced at the screen. That number again. His stomach twisted. He hesitated before answering. The moment the call connected, a cold, artificial voice spilled into his ear. "Just ten days left... and I will steal her from you." The voice was mechanical, distant-but filled with menace. Then came the laughter. Sharp. Cruel. Inhuman. His hands clenched into fists. Jaw tightened. Teeth grinding. Who was this mysterious man? What that Mysterious man about to do? And worse... what did she is hiding from him and what his identity which maybe destroy their relationship? Because now, it was clear-Isha wasn't the only one being kept in the dark. Both of them were hiding something. ⠀⠀✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ Anirudha x isha Anisha