Aaliya was once a cheerful and free spirited girl, with no worries of the world. But everything changes after one incident. Her world falls apart... she is left broken, abandoned by her own parents and ridiculed by the society. But... fate had written something else for her, there was a hand that would reach into the darkness to pull her out, a heart that would fight against the whole world just to keep her safe. ⁕⁕⁕⁕⁕ • Broken x Healer • Professor x Student • Single Mother • Touch Her and Die • Emotional healing

This is my first ever book. It contains so many loopholes as the editing wasn't done nicely when I rephrased the story. So a genuine sorry to the readers to picked up this up and anyhow faced disappointment. 💛 #top 2 on 3.09.2025 #top 2 on 10.10.2025 #top 5 on 14.10.2025 #top 4 on 15.10.2025 #top 6 on 16.10.2025 This is republishing of the previous book with many changes and new additions read on your own risk .. Has been earlier rated as... MT: multiple times #1 in adult themes (MT) #1 in maturecontent (MT) #1 in romance #1 in couple #1 in arranged #2 in single parent #2 in Indian #2 in desi romance

| 𝗬𝗨𝗩𝗔𝗔𝗡 & 𝗥𝗨𝗛𝗜 | "I__i am pregnant!" She covered her face with her palms and getting emotional cried out though silently. Yuvaan face snapped up, his brown orbs darkening as out of sudden his palm changed into a tightly fist-ball. Hearing that particular word something bitter hitted into his mind as the worst memory of his life flashed again in front of his eyes. He jerked out of the worst part as immediately standing up he burst out at ruhi! "Liar! You are a liar! How dare you ruhi? How could you do such cheap act? What did you think that you will play with my feelings by the name of pregnancy? No, I won't let you do that. I thought you as a friend but i was fool that i expect friendship from an orphan like you who can only play with others feelings." Ruhi jumped on her place at the harsh words. Her tears grew more as her face getting red. She couldn't proceed upon what was happening! It was like she was seeing a nightmare. What happened that suddenly he burst out? She stood up and tried to hold his arm "What are you saying yuvaan? Wait, you are again joking right? It's not the time yuvaan, please be serious! " She told but he jerked her hand and threw a sharp glare at her. "You are joking! You are the one who is fooling me and it's over, I am done with your drama. Just don't show me your face again. " He blasted out and turned to leave. Ruhi yelled his name, called him again and again but he left thinking it as her betrayal comparing his past with the beautiful present which just got destroyed by his misunderstanding. "Yuvaan!!! I am pregnant yuvaan! I am not lying." She screamed and fell on the ground with her knees. Her palm covered her belly as she cried her heart out again and again proving her innocence. ~❁~ ~•~ #1 in misunderstanding #1 in trust #1 in wedding #1 in emotional #1 in madlove #2 in desire ~•~

She thought every marriage ended in pain. After losing her parents and surviving an abusive marriage, Vedika had stopped believing in love, family, and happiness. Broken by her past and haunted by scars no one could see, she enters another marriage only because fate leaves her no choice. Ishaan Shekhawat is cold, possessive, and dangerously protective - a man who has already been betrayed once. A single father to a little girl named Advika, he has no interest in love anymore. But everything changes the day his daughter innocently asks Vedika- "Aap... mumma ho na?" ("You are my mumma right?") What begins as a forced relationship slowly turns into something neither of them expected. Late-night comfort. Jealous glances. Stolen kisses. Healing wounds. Family chaos. And a love so deep it feels like home. But can a woman terrified of love truly trust again? And can a man who buried his heart learn to love without fear? A heartbreaking yet heartwarming story about healing, family, motherhood, jealousy, and finding love after surviving pain. ✨ Tropes: • Arranged Marriage • Single Dad Romance • Broken Heroine • Possessive Husband • Healing Love • Slow Burn • Family Drama • Cute Kids • Emotional Romance • Second Chance at Life

Series 3 of triplets series Yunus mir sheikh 🩷 Zarnab shahveer khan

Series 2 of triplets Yusuf Mir sheikh 💓 Zarmin shahveer khan

She is his first wife's step-sister. He married to save her from humiliation. Read to know more.......

An old school Indian romance story in which the groom's father (45) , a widower, marries the bride (25) to save her dignity and her family's honour, when the groom runs away on the wedding day. What begins as duty turns to care, desire and slowly love between them as they accept each other as husband and wife. Read and be a part of their journey... ❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥 No forced proximity | No non-consensual romance | No toxic relationship Translations are available for the Hindi dialogues ! PREVIOUS RANKINGS : #2 in India #1 in arrangemarriage #1 in accidentalmarriage #1 in rural #1 in soft #1 in silentlove #1 in duty #1 in acceptance #1 in intimate 🔥🔥🔥

"You are here as my wife for others, but I only love Revati. You are here just to give me an heir." Aaradhya's eyes widened, but she remained silent, listening to his harsh words. "Don't even think that you will be the Queen of this kingdom after giving me an heir. Only Revati has the right to be my Queen." Aaradhya felt a lump form in her throat, but she forced herself to meet his gaze and said "I never wanted to take Revati dii place." "Good, You are just my mistress," Rudra said bluntly. "Here to get a fuck by your brother-in-law and give an heir. Nothing more. Do not expect any love or affection from me." Aaradhya's heart ached at his words, but she nodded slowly. ✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫ Yuraj Rudraveer Singh, the 32-year-old prince of Deogarh and renowned business tycoon, is deeply in love with his wife, Revati. Revati is not only beautiful but also wise and compassionate, making her the perfect partner for Rudraveer. Their marriage, built on ten years of unwavering devotion and affection, is a testament to their strong bond. For the future of Deogarh, they need an heir. Despite their efforts, Revati has not been able to conceive. To ensure the kingdom's future, Revati convinces Rudraveer to marry her 21-year-old step-sister, Aaradhya. As the story unfolds, Rudraveer must come to terms with this new arrangement. Will he be able to accept Aaradhya as his wife? Can Revati truly support her own decision? And how will Aaradhya handle her unexpected role in the royal family? Join their journey through the complexities of love, duty, and family, and see how the lives of the three people change forever.

'I hope for us.' 'This hope gives me strength to breath.' 'Strength to fight with our odds.' 'One day to win over our demons.' 'Hope for that one day is like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert.' I raised my hand to catch rain drops falling on the glass window. Two arms encircled around my waist from back flinching me at my spot. His touch. He nuzzled his face in my hairs. "Ohh thank god. You came back." His hot breath on my shoulder blade. "Do you know how much I missed you?" "You know I cannot live with out you. I need you. I need you." His lips on my neck, shudders passed down my spine. "I knew you will be back to me." "I love you." He made me turn and kissed my forehead closing his eyes. Tears were flowing from his eye but his lips were enriched with small smile. "I love you so much Meera" he mumbled against my skin. "Myra" I had to break his reverie. "Meera" He was still lost. "Neil, I am Myra." He studied my face. He took step back keeping his eyes on my face, trying to find someone. To be precise.... My sister.... My twin sister. His teary eyes turned in to charcoal red in a moment when reality hit him hard. "Get out" he looked everywhere but not at me. "Neil" "You don't have any right to enter in this room. GET OUT" He shouted on top of his voice. Warm tears started streaming on my cheeks. "Dare you step in this room again." I bowed my head and was stepping out. I was at door step when I heard his ear piercing scream. It pinched my heart. Neil ran towards crib to pick his son in his arms. 'I knew he needed me.' Neil cooed Neev, but he was also stubborn like his father. He was crying, he was asking me to take him in my embrace by raising his hands looking at me. 'My baby was telling me to stop. To hold him. To love him'