~Glimpse~~ "Who are You?" That was the Question I asked her The Second All people Left the Hall. "I.. Amis.. I" Her heart was Beating fast as Her breath was caught in her Throat. I was just looking at her Without Blinking, I was supposed to to get Married to The Girl Who is Standing there with another Guy and Here is Another Girl, Who is Looking as If She is About to Faint. I could hear Baba and Bade Mamu's Voice Behind me but My Whole Focus was On my Unexpected Stranger Wife. I was about to ask her again but Suddenly She Fainted and Collapsed in my Arms. Fan-Fuck-tastic!!! ♣♣♣♣♣ Darsh Shekhawat, CEO of Shekhawat Industries. A Total Sweetheart to His Family. But Also Ruthless For The Business world. Always Respects Everyone. And Treats people the way they treat him. Amisha Roy, MD of Roy Industries. She is the The Strongest Person you will ever meet. A perfect person To Sit on the Chair Of CEO. She never had a Nice Relation with her family. Full of Ambition and Patience. ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ Blurb!! The CEO of Shekhawat Industries, Darsh Shekhwat was about to get Married to the younger daughter of Roys as per his parents wish but life doesn't always go as we want it to go, One Eventful night is all it took and He was married to a girl he knew nothing about. Who is she? And Why did she married him while his bride is standing among the Guests. Read the story of find out.

~Glimpse~ "Kruti, You are not going anywhere with that Bastard" Abhiraj Growled making Krutika Glare At Him. "And Who are you to stop me?" Krutika retorts. "Your fucking Bestfriend" He said As He held her arm pulling her closer. His words made Krutika's anger Increase. "That's Right. You are my BESTFRIEND. You hear me Bestfriend. And you don't have any right to stop me from dating anyone I want. Is that Clear Rathore" She Yelled. Her words Made Abhiraj's Heart Go haywire. He knows he can't let the love of his life go to some other person. "No matter what you say Kruti. You. Can't. Go. To. Any. Other. Men" He said Stressing on every word he spoke. "Oh really, Care to tell me why?" Kruti asked just to hear The words she wants him to say. "Because. You. Are. Mine. Krutika" ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ Abhiraj Singh Rathore, Second Son Of Rathore Family. A Very calm, collected yet stubborn and smart Man. Holding the position of CFO of Rathore Industries and Rana sa of Rajasthan. Respects his family alot. In love with his bestfriend but Is in Denial. Krutika Singhania, Only Daughter of Singhania Family. A very bubbly and Fun loving yet Calm and Sweet girl. Holds the Position Of A well Known Architect. In Love with Her Bestfriend but Never told him. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Two Bestfriends, Known each other from Childhood, Love each other a lot but Are in Denial. What do you think will happen? Will they Confess their feelings or Ruin their Life Because of this Denial. to find out, do read Rana sa's girl.

Village story~1990s ꧁༺𝗔 𝘀𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗿 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝗱,𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗻𝗼 𝗯𝗶𝗴 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗮, 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀༻꧂ ❖ ── ✦ ──『✙』── ✦ ── ❖ It is a simple yet spicy story involves two souls with different opinions and demeanors. What happened when they got tied together in an arranged marriage by their parents. The girl is very shy and innocent one. And the boy seems to be preserved and has slight anger issues. It's a romantic story with smut🔞 and fluff also.... Fluff>>>>>>smut✨ NO TRANSLATION IN ENGLISH!! (Hindi dialogues are there!!)

Her eyes widened when she saw him, she asked out, '' What are you doing here sir? Please go, my husband will reach home soon '', her chin dropped. He stated, lifting her jaw until---their eyes met,'' Do you think your so called husband can do anything to me Sunspark ? '' She interrogated, removing his fingers from her chin,'' Why are you here?---Just leave my house ''. He smirked, his eyes burning with lust and something she couldn't name----, ''You already know why I am here. If you don't want everyone to listen your moans then go to your bed, I want you on your hands and knees or else I'll make you scream like whore infront of your in laws '', she stepped back, her eyes sparkled with fear. '' No, please, I'll not do it '' , she mutters, her chest heaves with courage. '' Do you want your childrens to listen their mother's sweet moans sunspark? '' he smirked in a dangerous way, her heartbeats raises in fear and anguish. At last, She reached near the bed, she got on her all fours. ✿⁠ She's married , has a husband even two kids.She's a science teacher at a government school. ⁠ He's a politician, he's unmarried, he thinks woman fall for his physique and money, which is almost true. When her school organised an annual function, he was invited to their school as the chief guest. when he saw her, he instantly fell for her, he tried to claim her. He kidnapped her daughter so that he can make her his. She tried to rescue her daughter but ended up being trapped by him. Is he genuinely interested in her? or does he wants to exert control ? How will her husband react when he gets to know them ? Or is there are some other mysteries on the path? To know about it kindly read the story.

....˖☆𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 + 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞☆˖.... "You can't marry him Vaani" I said staring deep in her eyes gritting my teeth my chest tighten with unfamiliar and unbearable pain , just the thought of her being with someone else kills me so much. "Why?" She asked adding salt on my wounds anger consumed me at this moment, while tightening my grip on her arms and pulling her closer I let out a painful chuckle and said " Because he don't deserve someone like you he deserves someone much better" I could feel the burn in my eyes, my tears are fighting to rolled down my eyes but I didn't let them , hurting her is hurting me more than she could imagine. She remained silent tears rolled down her eyes damage caused by my words were clearly visible in her eyes , I am dying to hug her comfort her but the betrayal the, damge ,the pain I am carrying all these years stopped me from doing so. "Do you hate me this much Nirvaan?" She asked in painful voice looking straight in my eyes , my heart clenched painfully on her condition , I wiped her tears and whispered so softly that she can't hear it. "𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── "Aap ke ye aanshu humare zakhmo pe namak ka kaam karte hai Vaani " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ★𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐏𝐔𝐓★ " I was thrown in dark dead night enough times to realise I am not worthy to meet sunshine" ★𝐍𝐈𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃★ "I am dying to be her sunshine so bright to her dark dead night yet, so warm to melt away all her pain" ______________

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐫-𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫. : ̗̀➛𝐀𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐱 𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐯𝐢 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐥 ══✿══╡°˖✧✿✧˖°╞══✿══ In a world where power and fear define him, and silence and resilience shape her, their paths collide in an unexpected twist of fate-an arranged marriage. He is cold, ruthless, and possessive, a man who never bows to emotions, yet from the moment he sees her, something inside him shifts. She, a broken soul, never wished for love, yet finds herself trapped in the intensity of his gaze, his obsession, his unwavering claim over her. A battle of hearts and wills, where passion burns, tempers clash, and love unfolds in the most unexpected way. He is her storm, she is his calm-together, they create chaos wrapped in desire. Their love is raw, untamed, and all-consuming-a fire that refuses to die out. He claims her as his, guards her like a treasure, and worships her in ways words can't describe. Their story isn't just about love-it's about finding home in someone you never saw coming. ══✿══╡°˖✧✿✧˖°╞══✿══ 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐦𝐚 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐁𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝 Unedited version- may contain errors.

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This is a short village story from 1980's era.. Completed ✔️ # Top1 in India ( 06/01/2026) # Top2 in India (05/01/2026 ) # Top7 in India (11,12/01/2026) # Top8 in India (11/01/2026) 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 (𝟏𝟖+) When twenty-year-old Gauri, a naive and soft-spoken village girl, suddenly found herself tied in marriage to Madhav, a twenty-five-year-old shy and gentle man who spent most his days from morning to evening working in the fields, neither of them knew where or how to begin. They were two inexperienced souls, bound by a relationship they didn't fully understand. Gauri had never imagined what kind of husband she wanted, nor had she ever dreamed of love the way stories described it. And Madhav? He was far too absorbed in his farm and his duty toward his widowed mother to think about marriage or women. His life began and ended with the soil beneath his feet and the responsibilities on his shoulders. Two strangers, unaware of love's language, now share the same roof. But destiny had other plans because somewhere in Madhav's past still lived a woman. The woman who once dreamed of a future with him. And when fate decides to bring that past back into his present,will time heal what love could not or will the past come knocking on the door of their fragile new beginning?

On stck for free after chapter 12 (free for followers.) Till 15th July. "Vikram... please..." Naina cried softly as he dragged her down the grand staircase of the Rathore mansion. Her tears blurred her vision while her trembling hands tried to loosen his painful grip around her wrist. "I didn't steal anything..." But Vikram didn't stop. "Get out!" he said dangerously quiet, throwing her bag near her feet. Naina looked at him shattered completely. "Suniye... main kaha jaungi...?" she asked broken. Then Vikram looked at her with eyes colder than she had ever seen before. "Go back to your world, you cannot digest luxuries " He said.. Tropes: Secret Baby ✧ Rejected Pregnant Wife ✧ Morally Grey Hero ✧ Dominant Hero × innocent Heroine ✧ Angst Romance ✧ Groveling Hero ✧ Possessive MMC

𝘈 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴. 𝘈𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴. ✿𝙏𝙍𝙊𝙋𝙀𝙎✿ ᯓᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ ᯓᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ ᯓɢʀᴜᴍᴘʏ × ꜱᴜɴꜱʜɪɴᴇ ᯓᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ᯓᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀꜱɪᴛʏ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ᯓᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱᴏʀ × ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ