_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family haw mind okay.enjoy!!

Trapped in a marriage she never wanted, she finds herself bound to a man who has everything-power, wealth, and a face that could make any heart race-except the ability to love. Cold, ruthless, and emotionally barricaded, he sees their marriage as nothing more than another duty on his long list of responsibilities. At just 26, life has hardened him into an unfeeling force, leaving no space for warmth or affection. But she refuses to be just another obligation. As their worlds collide, the tension crackles-hatred, passion, and an undeniable pull. Will she break through his icy walls and make him feel something, or will she walk away, finding love in the arms of someone else... or something far more dangerous?

"aap yeh kya- kya k- kar rahe hai " she asked timidly. "nothing just worshiping my biwi,hmmm" he said while wearing her anklets. "b- but ---"she closed her mouth as he warned her just by his eyes not to talk. she was continuously looking at him as he was the most beautiful thing in the world well yes for her ,he is. he slowly kissed her feet as she flinched by sudden touch. "a--aap yeh kyun ,aap humare pair nhi chu sakte " as she finally said after keeping her encourage. " kyun pati hai tumhare ,tumhare pair kya har ek chiz par humara hak hai ,samjhi? " he asked while raising his eyebrows. "ji,p-par---" " ab so jao kafi raat ho gayi kal subah uthna bhi hai , aur maa ne kaha tha ki abhi kuch rasame aur hai"he said while turning to the night lamp to blow off . she slowly laid on the bed as his one arm was under her head and second was grasping her waist tightly as he would loosened a bit she will go away. Tropes:- arrange marriage. sarpanch biwi village 1970's mature content 18+ enjoy reading the story....

•|𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 (Replaced Bride) 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘|• ✦ RITVIKA KAPOOR ✦ A girl who carries the sun in her smile and storms in her silence. She wasn't raised in riches, but she's richer than most-in love, in softness, in strength. A single mother at 24, her heart beats not just for herself, but for her little girl who calls her "Mumma." 𝙎𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 is her language and 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 her comfort-she loves quietly, endures deeply. Every scar has a story, but she chooses not to tell them, only to live past them. She dreams of love, but doesn't expect it. She hopes for a miracle, yet walks through life with calm acceptance. She is a - ❝ Khud se zyada kisi aur ke liye jeene wali ladki. ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦✧✦ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦ VIDYUT RAJVANSH ✦ His presence demands silence. A man built from shadows and steel. Cold eyes, sharp suits, and a reputation darker than the night. He's the kind of man who doesn't flinch at loss, and never looks back once he walks away. A CEO, a name whispered in fear, a heart hidden behind layers of pain and pride. Commitments? He avoids them. Emotions? He shuts them out. Children? He doesn't do soft things-until Tara calls him "Dadda." He doesn't believe in second chances, but somehow, Ritvika feels like the home he never had. He is a - ❝ Mohabbat se door bhaagne wala, lekin mohabbat mein doobta hua aadmi. ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦✧✦ ━━━━━━━━━━ Join the Journey of RITVIKA & VIDYUT 💗

𝐙𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐝 is bold, fiery, and fiercely independent. She thrives on challenges, especially against her rival Zayden, and answers to no one but her family. ━━༺✿༻━━ 𝐙𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐨𝐧 is a confident, powerful force who thrives on competition. He clashes with his rival Zara but hides a vulnerable side beneath his tough exterior. ━━༺✿༻━━ Zara Ashford and Zayden Drakon have always been fierce rivals, their fiery clashes sparking tension and competition at every turn. When an arranged marriage binds them together, their animosity takes a new form, igniting a dangerous chemistry neither can ignore. As they navigate their tumultuous relationship, both struggle with their strong egos and stubborn pride. What begins as a battle of wills soon reveals deeper emotions, forcing them to confront their unspoken feelings. Will they surrender to the undeniable attraction, or will their fierce rivalry keep them locked in a cycle of conflict? In a story where passion collides with pride, Zara and Zayden must decide if they can turn their enemies-to-lovers dynamic into something real. ━━༺✿༻━━ ~𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬~ •Enemies with benefits •Arrange Marriage •school rivals •Fuck buddies •Kinky •Red Flags •Ego×Ego •Elder child of their families •Dark Romance ━━༺✿༻━━ This is my original work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Please do not copy.

A child marriage they never asked for. A future they never expected. She was just 13, he was 15, when their fates were bound by family and tradition. He walked away. She waited. Now she's 18, finally sent to live with the husband she barely knows... And he's 20, more distant, more bitter, and completely uninterested. To him, she's invisible. To her, he's everything she was promised-but never had. Will the boy who left ever become the man who stays? Can a marriage born in silence... ignite into something real? Child Marriage Hate-to-Love Invisible-to-Irresistible Forced Proximity / Living Together "Touch Her and You Die" Vibes Possessive Jealousy Slow Burn Obsession

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The story where that person will make you fall with them ✨💗. The story of that boy how he make her fall in love. The story of that person how she will make her realise her self worth✨ The story of that friendship in which every limit will be crossed 🤞🏻. He is the ruler of his own world she is born as Princess but she is the Queen of her family 💓. He is known as cold, rude, grumpy, possessive and workaholic person where she is known as cryptic, angry bird, sensible, protective person. He is helpless in front of his love she don't trust a man. will there be anything between them? will they be able to overcome their past or will get chain in them? will she be able to overcome her trust issue?

"𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒶 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔; 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒶 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹𝓈𝑒𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁." ~ 𝓐𝓪𝓴𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓲 𝓐𝓱𝓾𝓳𝓪 "𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒶 𝓅𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓈𝓊𝓂𝑒 𝓊𝓈 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓁𝑒𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓎, 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝑒𝒽𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝒶𝓈𝒽𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈." ~ 𝓐𝓫𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓪𝓳 𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓱 𝓡𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓮 How do two people unknowingly tied together by replacement? Was it destiny's role or someone else was behind it all? What are the consequences of two people being tied together by replacement, one being fire and the other cold as ice? Will they accept each other's fate and try to give their marriage a chance?

⋆.𐙚 ̊ His Quiet Obsession: "ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ ꜱɪɴ- ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ʜᴇʀ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴀᴅᴅɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ" ──── ⋆˙⟡ ──── When "̶I̶ ̶b̶r̶e̶a̶k̶ ̶r̶u̶l̶e̶s̶.̶"̶ type of girl meets ̶"̶A̶n̶d̶ ̶I̶...̶ ̶r̶e̶w̶r̶i̶t̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶m̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶.̶"̶ type of man!!! ──── ⋆˙⟡ ──── ★| Amaira Gupta - resident chaos supplier, unofficial princess of her family, and professional "I-want-it-so-I-get-it" kind of girl. She's a walking playlist of Taylor Swift songs, a binge-watching K-drama addict, and the kind of bubbly sunshine that somehow manages to trip over flat ground but still look adorable doing it. She's a hopeless romantic, the kind who dreams with her head in the clouds, heart in her sleeve, and diary full of dramatic what-if scenarios. Somewhere between all the laughter, the pouts, and the twirls in her floral dresses... she unknowingly lost her heart to a pair of ocean-blue eyes. ☕ ★| Shivansh - the kind of man silence belongs to. He's already the disciplined, composed owner of his own company, the sort who keeps his suits pressed, his schedule tighter than his smile, and his life free from chaos... or at least, that's what he thought. Grumpy to the core, allergic to noise and mess, and carrying a past dark enough to keep most people at arm's length - he never imagined the girl with hazel-brown eyes, the one who barged in like a hurricane, would become the exception. He tried to run from her, from the warmth she brought, but destiny doesn't exactly care about his carefully drawn lines. ──── ⋆˙⟡ ──── ♡ℍ𝕚𝕤 𝕃𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕥𝕖 𝕏 ℍ𝕖𝕣 𝔾𝕣𝕦𝕞𝕡𝕤♡