She is just a girl; she always wonders, meanwhile for him, she is a celestial grace. It means she has a heavenly beauty, like an angel or a goddess. Something rare and beautiful, like the stars in the night sky. She is too hard to love, and people choose not to, but him loving her deeply in every possible way makes her feel like she isn't too hard to love for him. She doesn't like him or hate him either, meanwhile, he lives his life just to make her feel loved. She chooses to give up when she is jealous, meanwhile, he owns her in a way that even in his absence, people mention their names together. She teases him with Sanskrit nicknames, so he made one for her, even though he doesn't know Sanskrit. He is a stone, people say, but for her, he is the softest person who just acts like a demon because the world made him feel like one. She overthinks a lot, while he over-explains a lot. He loves her, and she loves to hear him say it every day. He is too easy to make jealous, and she loves to do that over and over again. "Suniye Prannath," she called, teasing him with a Sanskrit nickname. "Sunaiye Prandharini," he created a beautiful nickname for her. "Aapke bina jee nahi paayenge hum," she said, looking into his eyes. "Hume toh aapko apni nazaron ke saamne dekhe bina... marna bhi manzoor nahi," he said and kissed her forehead. "She is just a maid..." she tried to explain. "And I'm just jealous," he confessed. "Main galat hoon par... main kiski hoon?" she said, making innocent faces. "Meri," he said. "Haan toh, galti bhi aapki hui na," she said, and he didn't know whether to be angry or laugh. __________________________________________________________________________________ ~Trophes~ Chaotic couple Sunshine × Grumpy He fell first, and she fell harder Love at First Sight Arranged × Forced marriage Innocent FMC Shameless MMC

❖Childhood lovers to Enemies to Lovers "I hate you." I whispered, my voice shaking as my back hit the cold wall, entirely trapped by his towering frame."I hate you so much it hurts." He didn't flinch. He simply leaned in, his dark, unhinged eyes dropping to my trembling lips. "Good," he murmured, his thumb brushing over my racing pulse. "Hate me, Riya. Despise me. Scream it at me. Because hate is still a passion. It means your blood is boiling for me. You can hate me for the rest of your life, sweetheart, but you will do it as my wife." ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ TERE ISHQ MAIN: A Tale of Dark Obsession ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ Vivaan Singhania is the ruthless, untouchable heir to a royal dynasty and the CEO of a multi-billion dollar empire. He hides his lethal, unhinged nature behind a charming smile. He gets whatever he wants, whenever he wants it. And the only thing he has ever truly wanted... is her. Riya is just a normal university student trying to survive her assignments, drink her cheap canteen tea, and keep her broken heart entirely hidden. She thought she had successfully escaped her past. But when her best friend accidentally marries into the Mumbai mafia, Riya is dragged straight back into the crosshairs of the man who ruined her trust years ago. She hates him for breaking her heart. He will completely burn the world to ashes just to see her smile. In a dangerous game of hidden royal legacies, underworld wars, and undeniable attraction, Riya is about to learn a terrifying truth: you cannot run from a man who has already decided you belong to him. 🎀 Author's Note: Welcome to the Singhania Empire! This is the 2nd book in the His Beautiful Punishment series. While it can absolutely be read as a completely standalone novel, I highly recommend reading His Beautiful Punishment (Aarav & Priyanshi's story) first to fully understand everything.

The city of Mumbai buzzed with life, its skyline shimmering like a crown of ambition and desire. Amidst this world of luxury, power, and deceit, two destinies were about to collide... Agastya Khatri-a name that commanded power and respect. A ruthless multibillionaire known for turning everything he touched into gold, except for his own heart-cold, impenetrable, and ruled by logic. For him, emotions were liabilities, and relationships were nothing more than profitable deals. On the other side of the world of wealth was Shanaya Aggarwal-the spoiled, reckless daughter of a powerful business tycoon. Selfish and impulsive, she treated life like a playground meant for her amusement. Consequences were stories for other people. And then there was Siya Chaudhari-Shanaya's childhood best friend, the girl next door who believed in love, loyalty, and destiny. With her simple life and innocent charm, she was everything the elite world of power despised-and secretly craved. --- The story began the night Shanaya refused to meet Agastya, her father's business partner's son. Annoyed by the idea of an arranged alliance, she shoved the responsibility onto Siya, asking her to pretend to be "Shanaya" just for one meeting. Siya hesitated, unaware that this one lie would change her life forever. Dressed in borrowed elegance, she walked into the exclusive restaurant, heart pounding, hoping to survive the night unnoticed. But fate had other plans. Agastya Khatri was expecting arrogance and entitlement. What he found instead was innocence wrapped in elegance, vulnerability hidden behind hesitant smiles. He was intrigued. She was terrified. He saw a challenge. She saw a mistake. But destiny saw... a story worth telling. Two souls. One lie. An impossible love tangled in a world of deceit, power, and desire...

✨🦋 One glance, and he fell harder than he ever thought possible - and from that moment, he vowed never to let her go. Mr. Reyansh Malhotra. A devil in human form. His rage is lethal-he doesn't think twice before ending a life. Cold. Ruthless. Heartless. But for one girl, he became something he never imagined. He bent, he sacrificed, he gave up pieces of himself... all for her. Yet, a devil never truly changes. Behind every act of devotion, his darkness lurked. He manipulated, deceived, and played every twisted game to keep her bound to him. For her, he was not just a man- He was a psycho, a beast craving her endlessly. And his obsession was a cage she could never escape.

Italian don x indian actress He knew everything about her- from her favourite food to favourite colour, her deepest wounds to deepest desires, about her past and present. She was never the one to believe in love or commitments , she had her reasons for. She stayed away from the concept of love all her life- no after One tragic incident in her life. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘦 - 𝘯𝘰, 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥. Her manager receives an invitation to a masquerade ball in Venice hosted by Sebastian, it was an exclusive event to the rich all across the world- businessman, actors and mafias. She felt lucky to be invited and decided to attend the ball, unknown to the carefully laid trap she was walking into, the trap Sebastian laid for his one and only obsession Will his obsession scare her away or pull her closer?

#1 in #wattpad on 30/12/2025 #1 in #intimacy on 21/01/2026 #2 in #wattpadromance on 05/02/2026 #4 in #family on 14/01/2026 #1 in #intimate on 30/06/2026 _____________ "You married Armaan Shekhawat. Remember that means your freedom no longer belongs to you. It belongs to me." Armaan Shekhawat demands control. She still believes in love. "But you should still be scared of me, Mrs. Shekhawat." ___________ He smiled faintly... not the cocky smirk she was used to, but something real, almost boyish. "What have you done to me, Rooh? I used to hate mornings, and now I can't imagine waking up without you next to me." She blinked fast, her throat tightening. He leaned closer, his hand sliding to the back of her neck, his thumb brushing the edge of her jaw. "I want to be with you. Always. I don't care where, how, or when. I just..." He exhaled softly. "Damn, I can't live without you." ___________ #DarkRomance #ArrangedMarriage #ForcedMarriage #HateToLove #EnemiesToLovers #Possessive #Spicy #CEORomance #ContractMarriage #ForcedProximity #SlowBurnRomance #DarkPast

_____________________________________ ✨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 WRITTEN WITH THE HELP OF "AI",BUT STORY LINE IS MY OWN. Please read whole story.male lead have a really good character development 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 have mind okay.enjoy!!

Amelia, a servant girl who served the Rivera family since childhood, is forced to marry the dangerous Santos brothers-a replacement for Isabella Rivera, Francisco Rivera's daughter as she fled the night before her arranged marriage. The brothers don't know they are marrying a servant instead of a mafia princess, but Amelia knows one thing, when the truth comes out, there will be bloodshed because the Santos brothers don't tolerate betrayal.

A wedding... and a runaway bride! Srishti Mishra forced to marry her sister's would-be husband! Mahir Kapoor, a ruthless man who cares about nothing except his work. After his bride runs away, he forcefully marries Srishti and demands a child from her. Srishti wants to escape, but every time she tries, Mahir pulls her back to him. Will Srishti ever be able to get away from Mahir? And why does Mahir want a child so desperately?