The Dixits and Malhotras-two billionaire families bound by decades of friendship-had always dreamed of uniting their legacies through marriage. Their children grew up together, treating each other like family. Among them, Sonakshi Dixit had always been particularly close to everyone in the Malhotra family-except for one person: Devansh Malhotra, the reserved and aloof eldest son. Unlike his charming and outgoing younger brother, Rohan, whom she was set to marry, Devansh kept his distance, rarely engaging in conversations unless necessary. Sonakshi had accepted this marriage for the sake of her family, her parents, and her beloved chachu-chachi, who had always treated her as their own daughter. But deep down, her heart had never belonged to Rohan-it had always been drawn to Devansh, the man who never spared her more than a few words but whose silent presence spoke volumes to her. The only person who knew this secret was her best friend, Rhea Malhotra-Devansh and Rohan's younger sister. With the wedding already in motion, the absence of the groom would be a disaster for both families' reputations. But before anyone could panic, Devansh did what everyone silently expected him to do-he stepped forward. Without hesitation, without emotion, he took his younger brother's place. Not out of love, but out of duty. He would marry Sonakshi, not because he loved her-but because it was the only way to protect the honor of both families. As Sonakshi found herself standing before the man she had secretly loved, dressed as his bride, she realized that this was not just a marriage of convenience. It was fate giving them a chance-whether Devansh would ever return her feelings, however, was a question that only time could answer.

" I...I rea... lik....like y...ou" I stuttered while confessing my love to him in front of his friends He laughed at me " Aww little Anna got a crush on me . But did you look at yourself in a mirror, how can you expect me to date a girl like you. You're ugly, fat & all pimply plus I have standards " his friends are laughing at me I cried the whole night and promised myself to never cry for him This is the story of Sanjana Mehta & Ahaan Jain

this story depand on forced cousin merriege shifan mirza and haya mirza.

He hates me...He hates me to such an extent that even though i am lawfully his he wouldnt accept me or look at me...because i am the reason he lost the one he loved with whom he wanted to spend his life with, the one he would cherish and shower with his love. But he got me and he promises to make my life miserable, to avenge for his beloved and make sure i dont get to breath or see a happy moment after all i was betrothed and married for my husband's rejection...

The Hot Series (Book 1) Story Of a Mysterious Professor, a girl full of life and Mr. Stranger. ***** He is not just kissing me, I'm feeling like he's telling me how much he loves me through his soft and gentle kiss. His hands travelled down my spine and grasped my waist. He pulled me closer until no space left between us. Our chest rubbed against each other, arousing our desire. I can hear his heartbeat against my chest. He's taking my breath away from me and giving his breath to me. He's stealing my soul with my breath. **** He gave me a grin as they all student left, I averted my eyes to show him my fake anger. He strolled to the door and shut it close. "Sir, what are you doing?" I asked dramatically as he locked the door. He turned around, his lips drawn up into a naughty smile. "I need to spend some private time with my student." He's sauntering to me, gazing at me, having desires in his bewitching black eyes. My heart started racing, only with the thoughts of what he'll do to me. I'm excited to spend some time with my Hottie Professor in the classroom. This is making me excited. I'm looking at him in anticipation. "But your favourite student is still angry with you." I turned my face on the other side as he reached in front of me. "Then her professor has his own to pacify his favourite student." He cooed, holding my chin with his thumb and finger. As he turned my face to him, I pouted angrily. "Oh, really? So what are those ways ?" I sassed, removing his hand from my chin. As he abruptly grasped my bare waist, I shivered because of his touch. He lifted me from the floor and made me sit on the desk. We gazed into each other eyes passionately in utter silence, the only sound we could hear is our heartbeats. He started coming close to my lips, gazing into my eyes fondly. His warm breath caressing my face. Warning : This story will be hot and romantic.

Mia Cherie X Aaron Valentino "You drive me insane, Mia," he continued, stepping closer, his voice dripping with possession. "Every time you smile at another guy, every time they try to talk to you, I feel like I'm seconds away from losing my mind." His fingers brushed against my cheek, his touch hesitant yet burning. Then, his voice drops into a whisper. "Can I kiss you?" A shiver runs down my spine. I don't hesitate. I nod, not trusting myself to speak. Tropes: Badboy x Goodgirl Rich mmc x scholarship student fmc Kill anyone who touches her (literally) 👀 HEA

"Black Night And Blue Moon, Listen My Wisper Very Soon How Much Distance, Don't know, They Are With Me Just Show When My Eyes Have Rain! They Come silently, Share My Pain In This World That Is Sain, With Struggle Humanity Who Gain Love And Sympathy Are Main, Which My Feelings Explain White Bird Is Like My Heart, Who Loves Moon By Heart Only Best In Creature, Who Is Sensitive by Nature!! Amber! We must Know, The Skint Of Feeling Is No!" - S.Sadia Amber Jilani She was no different than any other nineteen year old girl. Her life surrounded by her family and her novels. Music gave her excitement, shayaris brought goosebumps, smiling was her key to live. The only thing that always outshone her than any other was the way she embraced her imperfections and flaunt them back as they are the most perfect thing in the whole universe. This is her, the "JAAN" of Sheikh Haveli. He is one of those kind who always thought romance, love, emotions are only words of books. They look nice if they are printed on the pages of some books not on the pages of his life. Life is something which is the result of your taken actions. If you're born weak it ain't your fault, if you remain weak it's your fault. Work, buisness, taking care of his family made him what he is today, the emperor of buisness world. ⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅∙∘☽༓☾∘∙•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅ Started: July, 2022 Ended: March, 2023

"Who did this to you?" I didn't look at him. I couldn't. I stared at the glass in my hands. My knuckles were scraped. One nail was broken. I didn't remember when that happened. I opened my mouth but nothing came out. His fingers twitched against the sheets. His eyes never left me. "Ella" he said again, quieter now. "Tell me who did this." My throat closed. I tried to speak. Tried again. And then, in the smallest, ugliest voice I'd ever heard from myself: "Nathan." The name barely passed my lips.

English Translation Available Vetri pinned Abhinaya against the wall and his breathe was fanning on her lips. " I love you " she said looking into his eyes. He shut his eyes and tilt his face as his lips grazed the corner of her lips. He pecked her cheeks and stepped back from her with his hands in pocket while she stood waiting for his reply but he walked away leaving her broken further. She was a mystery and suspect to the world but a victim to him. He was a prince in charming for her but to the world he was a ruthless cop. She was irresstibly beautiful and he was devilishly handsome. When both could not stop the fire between them, they eventually fall in love for each other only that she was the forbidden love for him. A story between a suspect and a COP and the unstoppable love sparks between them inspite of the bloods and threats they come across.

Love is a feeling that can happen with anyone at anytime. But what happens when the love happens between an angel and a devil? . . . . The angel Kashish Arora is a simple and middle-class girl living with her father. She is the only child of the Arora family, the most loved and the naughtiest member of the family. What Kashish only wanted in her life was to be a support system to her old father. But faith had something else for her. . . . . The Devil Vardhan Singh Thakur a man of his words. He can do anything for his family and in anger. His anger is so much that his name is enough to scare away people. As much as people respect him is the same as they are scared of him. . . . . What happens when this devil meets an angel? Will he fall in love? Will he accept her as his wife after a forced marriage?