An arrenge marriage tale dating back to 1970s.... A business man and a middle class girl are tied in a bond of marriage, where they accept each other whole heartedly.... One has high temper while the other is soft hearted. Many unexpected things they have to tackle in their journey. Sometime they may face it together , in somecase they may distance themselves. How will they begin their story with eachother? Facing all ups and downs together how will they stand beside eachother ?.... Let's dive in their story....!!! Another reminder Not every 70s story has the daughter-in-law work like a maid or listen to taunt. | I don't own any of the picture I have used in this story, the credits goes to the original owner |

"𝐝𝐢𝐥 𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐞 𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐡𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚 .. 𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐪𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐫 𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐚 .." A peace treaty that will change the fate of two kingdoms. But will it be for good or bad? A deception that will turn the life of a kind but alone soul's life upside down. She who just wanna live a happy life even if it's for one day. The one who had nothing to do with royalties. How will a treaty put her at stake? He is The youngest but most deadly ruler for his enemies. Maharaja Digvijay Pratap Singh , king of Vijayratha Empireof 17th century. The most unprejudiced ruler ever existed in 100 years of his empire. A man who is only 27 but his hold on whole northern parts of India is unshaken and is heading to south to conquer. A young 21 years old simple girl who's been living her life alone since the day she was born. Her life had been a uncanny puzzle for her. Not knowing whom she belongs to or who her mother is? A slave to a infuriating ill mannered princess who treats her like dust of her shoe. Reason? Even though they'd do that to all slaves but to her especially because princess feels being a slave and having nothing Yashika is a beautiful girl with her long dark Lucious hair, deep dark green eyes like forest, most curvy and attractive body a man could ever wish for and glossy skin in brown. Her eyes held mysterious magic of captivating that you couldn't resist and kindness that was as pure as lotus bloomed even in mud. WRITING UNDER WATTPAD CREATORS PROGRAM 📌

This story is set in late 1980s- early 1990s in rural area. The marriage is formed due to unseen circumstances when the bride's groom didn't arrive and for justice, a man was commanded to marry her. The woman has heard the truth of other marriages but still dreams of a good husband and the man is calm person who is obedient son but nothing really mattered to him. How will their marriage go? This is a prequel to Mera Rangsaaz (Veer's story) and can be read as standalone. ☆Warning :This story contains mature themes. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. I do not promote anything written inside it, it's just for the sake of entertainment. Readers discretion is advised.

"You think John would've ever made you feel like this?" I asked darkly, lips brushing her nipple as my fingers circled her again. "You think he would've claimed you like I will?" She whimpered. And when I pushed two fingers inside her, her knees buckled. "Say it," I demanded. "Say you're mine." She shook her head, biting her lip. "I hate you." "Then hate me while I fuck you," I snarled, lifting her up with one arm under her thighs and carrying her to the bed of straw and soft woven sheets they'd laid out like a royal gift. I laid her down like a queen, but I wasn't here to worship. Not tonight. I was here to destroy. ❀.•°°•.✿.•°°•.❀ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭. A chaotic 20-year-old girl. A 38-year-old billionaire with a past soaked in blood. And one forest mistake that ended in a forced tribal marriage. She thought she'd drive him crazy. He thought he'd never fall. But fate had a different game- one with bullets, betrayals, and a heartbeat that refused to stop. When love becomes war, and death becomes a lie... 𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗... 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢? ___________________________________________ ⚠️HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT | 18+⚠️ ⚠️ Spicy scenes ahead. 18+ only. Fully consensual & guideline-friendly.🔞 Started : 18 April 2025 Ended : 2 June 2025

"Ouchh," I cried trying to balance. I looked up at him with soft eyes, flushed cheeks. He looked into my eyes with his knitted ones. His hair lying over his sweaty forehead. I never presumed to glimpse him this close. His photographs conveyed his good looks but his dominating aura was hard to handle. I was feeling scared to even breathe in his arms. Bringing his fingers to my face he gently pushed hair strands behind my ear. I lowered my eyes feeling extremely shy. "Sambhal kar chaliye zara, har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," he said in a scratchy tone. There was a hint of taunt present. I knitted my brows to his words and quickly matched his aura. "Hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said glaring at him. He shot his eyebrows a little and I pushed him to leave angrily. Turning around I stepped up on another dumbbell and slipped over it again. I threw my hands in the air for support and once again found him snaking my waist and pulling my back closer to his chest. "Are you sure," he asked over my ears. I angrily looked back at him, found him smirking. "Baahon mein girte girte, mohabbat me mat giriyega hamare," he whispered looking into my eyes. "Kabhi nahi," I replied and left. I royally ignored his taunt only to end up marrying him. Day by day my feelings for him grew stronger though finding happiness was becoming a risky game. But I was heartbroken upon discovering that he only married me out of pity and loved someone else who he was to marry. Not having parents from young age now made me helpless. It felt good to leave home where my family cared for me all these years, after my parents. I did not want to go back and be a burden again. But living this life with him didn't seem fruitful either. This is love story of Tejas Pratap Rathore and Sunaina Maan Singh. Storyline takes place in the early years of 21st century (2001). A beloved saga tying them together in love and commitment whilst they dwell over misunderstandings and growing feelings.

The lecture hall buzzed as students settled in. Professor Shiv Raivardhan entered, crisp suit under his lab coat, eyes sharp. Silence fell instantly. "Open page 42. Today, we discuss ambition," he said, voice calm, deep. No one guessed that behind the cold, measured tone, he ran one of the city's most powerful companies. Only the faintest smirk hinted at the secret. Across the hall, a new teacher, Ahana Sharma, quietly organized her notes. Chalk dust lingered in the air, mingling with her nervous energy. She caught a glimpse of Shiv's gaze-brief, icy, and unreadable. Two teachers. One university. Lives about to collide.

*𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢.* Book 1 of ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs. A Royal Romance story. "Every curve of you is made to fit into my hands. My hands and my hands only." He lowered his mouth to her shoulder again, trailed moist lips to the nape of her neck. "Don't worry, My Angel," he whispered. "I'm made for your hands, too." ✧ Nikolai Ivanovich Petrov isn't just the youngest son of the Russian royal family-he's a mafia lord, a storm in human form. With the looks of a Greek God, he's a dangerous blend of beauty and power. His empire stretches across continents, built on fear, loyalty, and blood. Power is his addiction, and he's willing to do anything to claim it. To solidify his control, he needs one thing: a marriage. Not for love. Not for desire. But as a strategic weapon. And Radhika Bhardwaj, the naive daughter of a broken family, is the perfect pawn. Radhika was never meant for this world. A girl who once dreamed of freedom, now trapped in a marriage that serves nothing but Nikolai's ambitions. She didn't choose him. She didn't even get a say. Nikolai didn't care for her innocence or her life. For him, she was just another piece in his game. But in her, Nikolai sees something no one else has ever dared to show him: vulnerability, and a spark of light that might set fire to his world. Two worlds crash. Two souls collide. He doesn't care if she hates him. But he will own her anyway. "I hate you," she said. "I hate you too, baby," he replied. A man whose control over everything is absolute, can a single woman change the rules, or will she be crushed under his weight?

Aditi Yadav : 14, is a quiet and introverted girl until someone makes her comfortable. Conscious about everything about herself, needs constant reassurances. Has a bad past. Saartkak Singh : 17, is introverted, quiet, doesn't talk much, loves his family, dedicated to studies, conscious about stuff, but not too much. Doesn't have too good looks, wears glasses. He was her brother's casual friend for years, even though they didn't talk or meet much, but after 6 years of knowing each other, when they finally met again without any third person in between for the first time, what would happen? Dive into the story to know more about it. Tropes choti beti x bada beta Friends to lovers School love story Senior x junior Brother's friend (Note: the book isn't edited yet, there are both English and Hindi sentences, I'll add the English translations for Hindi sentences after every 10 chapters, if anyone wants they can drop it in the comments.)

Parvati is a simple girl, serving her time at the royal palace in Rajasthan as a personal maid of the crown prince. She has been working there for years now. Her life take a drastic turn when the crown prince of Aadhiren Singh Choudhary is left at the alter by his bride. And Parvati does him a favor and saves the 'Royal' family's reputation by marrying him. Now they both are stuck in a loveless marriage and must find a way to work things out between themselves. 🔆🔆🔆 (A little character traits) Parvati is a very clumsy girl. She likes to keep to herself and never get in between of things, she panic in small situations and makes things worse later by overthinking. Aadhiren is a bold person. He was raised to take risks and be authoritative, he is the future king afterall. He likes to be in charge and handles things with maturity, he is very patient and thinks before speaking. Note: this book is almost 3 years old it was in my drafts for a year as well and there are ALOT of grammatical and spelling mistakes so ignore them if you can. And if you can't then kindly stay away from the book i don't want unnecessary fights in the comments, much love- Author<3 *** RANKING! (as at 8 January 2025) #1 India #1 old school #1 royal family

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞, 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤. 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐯 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐭, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲. * Both prodigies. Both toppers. Both fiercely ambitious. Rivalry was inevitable for Anamika Mathur and Aarav Dixit. From heated debates in college classrooms to competing for the top spot, their animosity was the talk of the campus. But beneath the fiery clashes, was there a trace of friendship-or perhaps something deeper they never dared to admit? Years later, fate pulls them back together, no longer students but masters of their craft, each at the peak of their medical careers. As their paths cross again in the halls of a bustling hospital, old tensions resurface-but so do the unspoken feelings buried beneath their rivalry. Will their reunion reignite the spark they once denied, or will their enmity burn brighter than ever? || Nafrat ki raahon se, mohabbat ki manzil mili Dil ke andheron mein, roshni ki mehfil mili Jo zakham thay gehre, woh marham ban gaye Jo nafrat ke thay qisse, woh kahani ban gaye || Dive into Saibo (Beloved) to uncover a story of rivalry, connection, and second chances.