Too old. Too tall. Too rich. Too out of my league. That's Aryan Arora, the billionaire CEO for me. But apparently, he is the perfect marriage material guy according to the world's pushiest parents of mine. Getting married was never in the equation for me. But I couldn't survive the emotional blackmail and guilt that my parents put me through and married him. Just to live off as roommates after, because marriage to each other is the last thing we want or so we show... TROPES: - Forced proximity - Chubby and strong FL - Arranged Marriage - Reverse grumpy X sunshine - ROM COM

𝐉𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐧-𝐞-𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐫𝐮𝐛𝐚 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐥 𝐣𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐉𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐧-𝐞-𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐫𝐮𝐛𝐚 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐥 𝐣𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐝 𝐲𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚 𓆩❤︎𓆪𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋'𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈 𓆩❤︎𓆪 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐀 💣🚬 He is not a man, but a cold, rhythmic tragedy dressed in black. He is the "Sarkar"-a king who rules not by the law of the land, but by the weight of his silences and the sharpness of his ego. With eyes that carry the darkness of a thousand moonless nights and a heart that stopped beating for others long ago, he is a storm that doesn't ask for permission to destroy. 𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐇𝐘𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐊𝐋𝐀 🌸🔱 He is the soft light of Banaras trapped in the dark shadows of Prayagraj whose healing touch is her greatest strength and her heaviest curse. With the fierce pride of a DCP's daughter and the soul of a savior, she is the "Ghats of Ganga" personified: pure, deep, and unyielding. He never felt emotions until he saw her ....It was not obsession it was far more dangerous, LOVE . Aradhya: "Main tumse nafrat karti hoon." Ranveer: (Fixes her dupatta with the tip of his finger) Nafrat hi kijiye , Suna hai, ishq se zyada gehri dushmani ki umar hoti hai. Then he filled her hairline not with Sindoor but his blood

This is the story of Pransh Rana and Pankhudi Grover. Pransh Rana - for whom marriage is nothing more than a compromise, and Pankhudi Grover - for whom marriage is the biggest dream of her life. Their story begins on the night of their wedding, where Pankhudi waits for Pransh the entire night... but he never comes. And when morning finally arrives, so does Pransh - but only to shatter Pankhudi's dreams with a harsh reality. What was the truth that broke Pankhudi completely? What will she do now? Will she be able to survive this marriage, or will their relationship end before it even begins?

✧ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #2 𝐢𝐧 '𝐇𝐈𝐒' 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 :- Some marriage may not begin with love but, they end with it. ••••••••• "I hope you realized you made the worst fucking decision of your life." I could feel his cold icy honey brown eyes piercing through my soul. "Mahir..." He slams both of my wrists against the wall as I winces from the pain from my wrists. Tears threatening to fall down from my eyes when he tightened his grip on my wrist. "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone in my heart, do you understand?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw tightly. I whimpered, he leans in close enough to the point where our lips were inches apart, I shuddered. "I said, do you fucking understand?" I immediately jumped in fear nodding my head. "Y-Yes."

In the bustling school canteen, a shy-hearted girl named Siya gathers every ounce of courage to confess her feelings. Standing before Arsh - the boy she's secretly admired for years - she says, "I like you." But what she receives isn't kindness. It's cruelty. "Have you seen yourself in the mirror? Who would love an ugly duckling like you?" Years pass. Wounds fade, but scars remain. Fate brings them back together - not as friends, not as strangers - but as an unexpected bride and groom on a wedding day neither of them planned. Her sister ran away, and Siya was forced into the bridal seat... only to be met with Arsh's cold hatred once again. He blames her for everything. But Siya is no longer that timid girl. As secrets from the past resurface - twisted with betrayal, obsession, and buried truths - Siya must choose between being broken again or standing up for herself. And this time... she won't go down without a fight. Join the story to know more about them... Highest ranking: No.1 highschoolcrush on 08/05/2025

He was her brother's most feared weapon. Silent. Deadly. Untouchable. Until he touched her. Now she's the one thing he can't let go of-even if it means war. Aaradhna Singhania doesn't speak much anymore. She plays her part-beautiful, silent, obedient. But behind her soft smile is a storm she's spent ten years trying to bury. And when her mother announces her engagement to a powerful man with a reputation for cruelty, she doesn't fight it. Because girls like her don't get to choose. Not in families like hers. Until Shaurya Thakur steps in. He doesn't ask. He doesn't wait. He just takes her. One second she's slipping on an engagement ring. The next-she's in a safehouse with the most dangerous man in her brother's empire, married with blood on her hands and a fire in his eyes. Shaurya has killed for less than the way they looked at her. He doesn't care that she's scared of him. He doesn't care that she's not ready. He only cares that she's his. Now. Always. But Aaradhna's past is not as buried as she thought. And Shaurya's loyalty? It's about to be tested in the most brutal way possible. She was never meant to survive. He was never meant to care. But when fire meets fire-someone always burns.

Mehrbano is a kind enthusiastic girl entrapped in a loveless marriage with a cold man Ehan Haider. She had fully invested herself in her marriage but she got nothing but pain. She never knew her heart would be shattered into pieces. She: You have my heart. He: Heartbreak is a heavy burden to carry. Read the story to know what's going to be their future?

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I clutched my bridal saree tightly and sat nervously on the flower-decorated bed. My throat felt dry as I swallowed hard. I was about to lift my veil when the door creaked open. My eyes instantly darted toward him. He stepped in, removed his kurta casually, and came to sit in front of me. My heart pounded. I shut my eyes, but within moments, he gently lifted my veil. "Ankhein kholo," he whispered. Slowly, I opened my eyes. He was even more handsome than I had imagined-fairer than me, with eyes so deep and mesmerizing that they held me captive. My breath caught when he said softly, "Takane ke liye poori umar padi hai... abhi so jaaye." Embarrassment flushed my cheeks, and I lowered my gaze to my toes. But then he held my chin tenderly, guiding my eyes back to him. "Jaakar kapde badal lo," he said gently. I nodded, quickly rising to my feet. As soon as I stepped into the bathroom, I exhaled a long, shaky breath. Tonight was the first time I had seen him so closely... and yet, he was so unexpectedly gentle.