Mythili Kapoor, in her eyes,is a nobody. Her parents were always in want of a son and were granted that wish post twelve years of her birth and since then her brother Rajveer has been the apple of her parents eyes. Oh yes, she is remembered when they have to make public appearances and play the perfect family but other than that, no one cares if she sometimes cry herself to sleep or just sits by the window of her room for hours with a book, unnoticed or if she misses her meals and honestly, she has stopped minding anything now. She has stopped feeling anything. In her twenty one years of existence, people have rarely bothered about her but she wants one thing for herself, to be independent and thankfully, her parents don't mind her going to college. Shivaay Singh Rathore is a man of a few, but straight words. Multi-Billionaire at twenty-eight, life hadn't spared him the kindness to have a childhood everyone deserves. He is honest and his past is something no one truly can speak about and carries a roguish charm to his demigod looks. Unwanted and uncared for are two different feelings but at the end of the tunnel, both find their base in loneliness. These two will too. Well, destiny and its mysterious ways.

A collection of random one-shots. Different stories, different characters, different emotions.

[𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝗚𝗔𝗥𝗗𝗘𝗡 𝗔𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗗𝗦 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗡𝗘𝗥❟ 𝗗𝗔𝗜𝗦𝗬 𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗚𝗢𝗥𝗬 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗦𝗛𝗔𝗔𝗠❟ 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟲] 𝐍𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐬𝐡- 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ✿ a collection of short Indian love tales, binded with care and fates ✿ 𝟎𝟏. 𝐑𝐚𝐚𝐠 ✓ 𝟎𝟐. 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐦 ✓ 𝟎𝟑. 𝐋𝐚𝐦𝐡𝐞 ✓ [THE BOOK IS WRITTEN IN HINGLISH, WITH TRANSALATIONS AVAILABLE]

⚠️This story is a work of fiction and explores themes based on cultural traditions, emotional struggles, and personal transformation. She stormed out to the garden. "Say something!" she snapped, eyes burning. "Or are you still playing that 'I'm-too-pure-to-talk' game? Still pretending to be holy?" And that's when Raif moved. Fast. Zariah didn't even have time to blink before her back hit the nearby pillar - not hard, but firm enough to freeze her breath. His hand gripped her waist tightly, the other at her wrist, locking her in place. His chest pressed to hers. His face was inches from hers. His voice was deep. Controlled. But deadly serious. "It's no longer like always, Zariah." Her lips parted. "I used to ignore you because I knew my limits. I'm not like those men who flirt and sin and call it love. I feared Allah more than I ever desired you." His eyes narrowed, dark fire glowing behind them. "I didn't punish you back then because I respect women - even when they spit venom. I kept my mouth shut, not because I was weak... but because you weren't my mahram. I had no right to look at you, touch you, even speak without reason." He leaned closer, and she could feel his breath brush her cheek. "But now..." His grip on her tightened, and her body trembled - not from fear, but from the intensity in his words. "Now you are my wife. Now, you belong to me. Halal. Lawful. Mine." Zariah tried to turn her face away, but he caught her chin, tilting it back to him. "Now I can do anything I want. I can touch you. I can silence your insults without guilt. And I can show you what it means to be owned in a way that'll make you crave it again." His lips brushed her neck, just for a second - before he bit her. Not soft. Not brutal. But just enough to sting, enough to leave a mark. Zariah gasped, frozen. He pulled back just a little. "This-" he said, brushing his thumb over the fresh mark on her neck, "-is the first of many."

️"I don't want this!!! " I said. "What?!!" He asked somewhat shocked. "I mean...I don't want this Marriage!!! " I said. "And why don't you want this marriage?" he asked calmly. I remained silent not knowing how to answer him. Suddenly he shouted -- "Then why the hell did you waste my precious time!!" He glared at me. "Why did I even come to meet this stupid girl?!!!" he muttered slowly. But I heard that which made me boil in anger. "You are saying as if I'm dying to meet you!!! Do you think you are the only one whose time is wasted?" With that I started leaving the garden furiously but suddenly I was pulled into a hard chest. I slowly looked up to see two brown orbs staring at me!!! "How dare you talk to me like that? Do you even know who I am?!" *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_* Meet Krithika Sen....A Junior Doctor, who is a Young, beautiful and Responsible woman who prioritize her family first.She has great ambitions and She strives hard to achieve them 'UNTIL'.... Meet Hruday Aurora....A Successful Well Reputed Young Doctor, who is a little bit (?) Egoistic, Somewhat Arrogant..who don't give importance to anything other than his work UNTIL... UNTIL WHAT?!!! To know that... Read the story right now... ;) *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_* Hey guys!!!!❤❤❤ This is our first story. So don't mind our mistakes. Hope you enjoy our story🤗 #1 in Doctors⚕ #1 in Wattpadindia #1 in yourstoryindia #1 in indian💖 #5 in Romance on 15/5/18. #1 in Romedy hot list. #2 in Possessive

Sanam Khan, a rebellious 19-year-old Pathan girl, is shocked when her grandparents decide that she must marry her 30-year-old cousin, Meer Hadi Khan, whom she has always called "Bhaijaan." In their traditional family, the decision of elders cannot be refused, and the marriage is important because Meer Hadi must be married to become the next Sardar of the tribe. While Meer Hadi quietly accepts the responsibility out of respect for tradition, Sanam strongly resists the idea of marrying someone eleven years older than her. As they are forced to spend time together before the nikaah, their constant arguments and clashing personalities slowly begin to change their relationship in unexpected ways. Read the story to know what happens after they get married.

Not edited(first draft) Nayab Hasan 22 year old beautiful girl is a journalist. She is bubbly, kind hearted, adventurous and firm in her decisions. Haroon Samad khan 29 year old handsome is business tycoon. He is arrogant, Cold hearted, ruthless but caring, sweet and possessive for his family. _*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_ What happens when they were forced for NIKAH? Inspite of accepting each other as husband and wife they were unknown to each other. What happens when after NIKAH they unknowingly cross each hi other path in adverse conditions? And on their way of revenge, hate and ego they discover their relation and love. Join Nayab Hasan and Haroon Samad khan on their way of finding love..............

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 18+ 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 ꜱᴀʜᴇʟ ᡣ𐭩 ʜᴀꜰꜱᴀ Note: Shikanj is a dark romcom. If you are not comfortable with this theme, please do not read it, for your own sake as well as the writer's. And if you do choose to read it, kindly refrain from leaving disrespectful or hateful comments about the characters. They are my babies. Tracing her bangles up, he let the silence speak for itself for a while and then muttered, "Aapko choodiyan pasand hai?" He asked, pulling her body closer by her wrist, and now she stood almost between his legs. She was blushing, looking nervous and uneasy but he paid it no mind. "Ji, pasand hai." He hummed, nodding. "Agar mujhse ye toot gayi toh aapko acha nahi lagega na?" He murmured, lifting his other hand, puffing out another air of smoke.

NOT A LOVE STORY What she choose for herself ? What God choose for her ? "Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

𝒁𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒏 - calm, brilliant, yet detached. The perfect blend of Zayden's intensity and Arshiya's quiet grace. He hides his emotions behind his father's charm and his mother's patience, but there's something burning behind those composed eyes - a secret only he knows. 𝒁𝒂𝒓𝒂 - soft, shy, and quietly innocent. She carries her mother's gentleness and her father's silent strength. She doesn't speak much, yet her eyes reflect a world full of emotions she keeps to herself. She dreams simply, loves deeply... and the one person she was never meant to fall for was Zain. What begins as an unexpected connection between two families' legacies slowly turns into something far more intense... where emotions clash, secrets unfold, and love becomes as dangerous as it is irresistible. [𝙃𝙪𝙢𝙞𝙮𝙖_𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙯]