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Two families. One war that never ended. Rajji Bajpai and Dheeraj were never meant to exist in the same world, let alone in the same story. She was wealth, chaos, and fire wrapped in elegance. He was struggle, anger, and silence wrapped in scars. Enemies by name, bound by fate. And when hatred turns into something neither of them can control... love doesn't come as comfort. It comes as destruction.

A tale of love and second chances

𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙏𝙬𝙤 𝙤𝙛 ~𝘼 𝙍𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙒𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 ⟣ ⟣ ⟣ ⟣ ⟣ She is fire. He is gasoline. Together, they're an explosion waiting to happen. From the moment Vedant & Kavya met six months ago, it was war. Petty arguments, heated glares, and a mutual disdain that could set the room ablaze. So imagine their horror when a twist of fate-and a sprinkle of chaos-lands them in an accidental marriage. They can't stand each other. They can't escape each other. And somewhere between the hate and the heat... sparks begin to fly. Will fire and gasoline destroy everything-or ignite something neither of them saw coming?

"What are you doing in my kitchen?" And yet again there it goes again the same mantra - My house - My terrace - My room and now My kitchen too? Really ? Why this man is so obsessed with MY title. "Nothing I was just thinking to built a swimming pool here wouldn't it look cool and it's quite spacious too what say ?" I said while crossing my arms below my chest. "Shut up! Stop talking nonsense." He spoke irritatedly. "Then stop asking nonsense !" I retorted back just how he did. "Why someone will be in kitchen? Offcourse to cook now do one thing go bring that mop stick from there and clean this mess which you made." with that I turned back and started stirring my mixture in the bowl. I have to take milk from fridge. I made it note mentally before I forget it. "Wait what? Did you just ask me to clean this mess?" And I can tell you he must be pointing his finger to himself. "No I'm not asking you but I'm telling you ! " I said without looking back. .__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__.__ Hey Samaira Agarwal here, I'm 23 and I live with my beautiful, chubby, talkative yet strict women whom I called Mom. Well about Dad it's better not talk about him. Being single mom was hard for her and even more hard when you live in so-called Dream City Mumbai. She fulfilled all her duties and responsibilities towards me yet all her promises except one which was staying with me. Forever. I still couldn't believe that she really left me, because still I was waiting in my room like now my mom will barge in with spatula in her hand. After her funeral my mom's best friend Mrs. Meera Sharma, she came like fairy god mother, she let me in her motherly warmth love. Time was letting me heal myself until her elder son decide to come back home from Canada after 3 years... ◆Well enough of disclosure what happens further in their lives join in this journey of Unwillingly With you. ◆

Previous title AAROHI : HIS FORCED WIFE he wants a pawn. for a property deal of his dead grandfather.the condition is only married heir has right to claim the property. he wants a wife that don't interrogate his life.... he decided to cage a innocent soul that not intefear in his life. he saw her at cafe and decides to take move..... "please don't hurt my mom" she begging on her knees "then Marry me" he orders. "if you want your mother alive, then marry me aarohi , or else--" he threats .. will he has feelings for her? will she Happy in this forced marriage? will they be together in future? ..

What if Bhanu forgives vidya and mahadev. What if the families accepted rajdheer's love. This story starts after Kalyan's betrayal. Would rajji believe in love again? On the other hand Dheeraj is falling for her. Will she accept his love?

"Oh my god! I can't believe you are getting married babe!" I spoke on the phone with my best friend. "It's a destination wedding at Goa and you have to bring Uncle- Aunty and Gauri too!" "Sure but tell me who's the groom?" "Umm..you know him!" she stammered. "Oh! Vikram? I told you na you two will end up together." I gushed "Nope! It's not him", I went silent. "Then?" "Shivaay!" Phone slipped off my hands.

--- Ishani Singh Oberoi has lived a major portion of her life away from her family due to misunderstandings. However, when the Oberois are about to lose there everything, Ishani has to step up on her role as the Oberoi Heiress. This is followed by a lot of family drama, hate and love. Will Ishani ever unite with her parents?

That day she left me with the world we created out of our love.... Our child. I stopped believing in love. I had already lived my love story but responsibilities don't wait. I remarried. Not for myself or for love but for my child. Marrying someone else felt like a betrayal even though that's what my first love wished for on the death bed. Then she entered my life. I was never going to love her. Because how can I love again when my heart still belonged to someone who was now no more in this world? She didn't replaced my first love. She slowly created a place in my heart and unknowingly I was healing. But loving her would mean my first love was less but then time made me realised that love doesn't replace, it expands. This means my heart even after breaking, knows how to beat 💓 Sometimes love doesn't come again to earse the old story but to remind you that your heart still have the capability to feel ❤️ I didn't leave my first love behind... I just made room in my heart to love again 🤍