Twenty-four-year-old Kashvi Acharya doesn't want to get married. Especially when she's at the turning point of her career. She wants to work, progress her career and build a life for herself beyond the confines of home and kitchen- unlike the women in her family. Definitely no marriage in her plans right now. Unfortunately, her conservative family didn't get the memo. Now Kashvi finds herself in a dilemma, be the obedient daughter that she always has been and marry the handsome stranger who fascinates and scares her at the same time... or run away to her freedom. Just so you know, latter option comes with a certain jilted groom who might be out for a revenge. ***** Excerpt: "Antarang," I breathed, my voice trembling. "I'm sorry I hurt you." My words shattered the moment. The Rage and hatred in his eyes were back. My heart clenched. His grip on me tightened, almost hurting me and grounding me in a reality I didn't want to face. "Princess," he sneered, his voice dripping with scorn. The once-affectionate pet name now sounded like a curse, and I hated the way it made me feel-ashamed, broken. "Your sorry doesn't mean shit. You made your choice and now it's time to pay for it." Before I could respond, before I could process his words, he released me. My knees buckled slightly, and I pressed against the wall for support, trying to catch my breath. By the time I looked up, Antarang was already gone. *****

In the heart of Jaipur, Prince Siddharth Singh Suryavanshi is poised to ascend the throne. Known for his stern demeanor, his life takes an unexpected turn when his best friend Veer leaves his spirited sister, Radhika Thakur, in Siddharth's care. Radhika, with her fiery independence, immediately clashes with Siddharth. Their encounters are filled with playful banter and undeniable chemistry. As they prepare for Siddharth's coronation, the lines between duty and desire blur. . . . . Stay tuned🤝🏻✨️

#Book 2 Because of Nandani's condition Mamta decides to marry off her childrens, and her childrens abide by her decision. She chose her brother's daughter in law's sisters and brothers, to pay off for everything her family did with them. And surprisingly all the family agrees for this marriage. Because marriage was urgent couples find troubles to adjust with each other, let's see if they make it up or give up. Anuj by himself chooses Divya as his wife, he is a cheerful guy with simple desires but Divya is totally opposite. She is bound with insecurities, she is like a withered rose and he is like a blooming rose. She wasn't always like this but after her elder sister's marriage, her life changes drastically. What happened, why she agrees to marry, will Anuj bloom her with his love or not, let's see. Aahan is full of chill guy and totally opposite to Anuj, he was in his chill zone when Anuj dropped a bombshell. Because of the promise Aahan agrees to marry. But after whatever Oberoi did with Sanskruti's family Radhika still agrees for marriage. Both are like North and South poles, far away by personality but bonded by holy relation called marriage. Shina who lives like a queen agrees to marry a middle class man, whom she dislikes in the first encounter only. On the other hand, Karan hates Oberoi but still agrees to marry Shina. Shina is full of attitude while Karan has a grudge on her family. Mina was still studying and enjoying her life, when her mom dropped the bomb.... Marriage. She didn't want to marry but for her mom's sake she agreed to marry. Kabir is scared of his dad, what will happen when Mina meets with his dad? Will Kabir also turn out like his father? It is going to be a soft story with problems in relations. You'll see suspense, fights, reunion of scattered siblings and romance.

Pritika, a kind girl, who suddenly got married with one of the richest man of the country. Why did she suddenly get married with a billionaire ? Why the rich family has accepted her, a poor girl as their daughter-in-law? This is a story of Pritika's life... the journey of her marriage. The relationship with her husband. Love story after their marriage.

He hated her because of the darkness of her skin as it was not the fair complexion he preferred. The marriage had been forced on him by a promise his grandparents made long ago, a promise he regretted every second of every day. He didn't care about her dreams or feelings. To him, she was nothing more than an obligation he resented. Looking at her filled him with disgust and shame. He couldn't bear the thought of calling her his wife or showing her to his friends. In his voice, during their wedding night, he told her, "Not just me, nobody can bear to sleep beside you. You're a darkness, a curse, a harbinger of misfortune and suffering. You're like the darkest, most miserable night who only brings pain." She had married him in poverty, but after their union, he became wealthy. Yet he never once introduced her proudly as his wife. Instead, he kept her hidden from his friends, deeming her unworthy of his social standing. 🩶His Brown Bride

On a lavishly decorated altar that diverged luxury, two people exchanged their wedding vows. One was adorned in a stunning red lehenga while the other in a simple blue sherwani. The groom was looking more like a friend honestly. Regardless, Shraddha, the bride, like any typical Indian bride, was excited about starting her new life even though it was an arranged marriage. When the ceremony ended, Pandit Ji instructed Anand; the groom to apply vermillion to her forehead. Shraddha smiled shyly while he leaned to smear it on her. Anand is a renowned doctor who is twice her age that secretly harbors a deep, inexplicable hatred for her. But why? Just when the vermillion touched her forehead, a deafening explosion shook the hall and decorations started crashing to the floor. It made the guests scream and scatter in panic. Amidst the chaos, Anand saw the altar starting to collapse, but he turned and fled, leaving Shraddha behind in it. He didn't care if she lived or died because all he wanted at the time was to escape the burden he had been forced to accept, that is, her! Shraddha saw him running away with the priest. She tried to stand, but her lehenga got caught on a nail, and it trapped her. The next morning, after what should have been their wedding night, Anand's cold words shattered whatever hope she had came with. He made it clear he would never touch her, not even to save her life. His heart, he said, would always belong to his late wife.

Getting dressed I grabbed the hodni (scarf) as a mere source to cover my shame, he pulled me out of the room. With the pain all over my body especially the lower body, I wasn't able to walk; matching his speed was out of the question. I pleaded with him to stop, to have mercy on me but just like last night, my words were sent to deaf ears. Not able to match his pace, my steps were misplaced making me fall but it didn't stop him. He dragged me down the stairs in the same state injuring my entire body. I cried helplessly but none of his family members had even a hint of guilt. Everyone's eyes hold only one emotion for me which is disgust. Sitting on a knee he grabbed my hair in a painful grip and the words that came out of his mouth were something which I never expected. "The biggest mistake I've made in my life is, loving you." He said while tears flowed from his eyes. ••• Malika Adsule, a Clinical Researcher, is a quiet girl but for her close people, she is everything but quiet. She doesn't like to make anyone sad and silently listens to what people say without back answering though she will fight for her self-respect and rights. Nahush Mhatre, an Architect, is a very successful and rich businessman. Well-mannered, well-behaved, respective man. But no one can stop his wrath once a person gets on his bad list. What will happen when Malika has to leave her boyfriend and get married to Nahash only for her parents' happiness? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Namaskar guys! It's my first story. I never tried writing a story before. Hope you like it. Cover credit goes to Azura_Zephyr❤

"Curiosity killed the kitty Miss Adams." My body stiffened. Slowly I turned around just to see Mr. Parker standing in front of me with hands in his trouser pockets. I bit my lip. I thought he would be angry but when I looked at him. His face showed no emotion. He then started walking towards me I moved back. This continued until my back hit the door. Then he placed his one hand on my side, leaning forward, close to me. "What was rule number three Miss Adams." His face was extremely close to mine my breath got hitched. I couldn't answer his question why? Because I was more focused in the distance between us. "I asked you something Miss Adams." He said again. "T-That t-there a-are prohibited areas i-in the house where I shouldn't g-go." "It seems like you remember the rules. This room is one of those prohibited areas. So, from next time think before you put yourself into trouble." I just stared at his eyes. I was lost in those pair of sea-coloured eyes. No other guy has ever affected me this much as Mr. Parker. I get nervous around him. I don't know what this feeling is but this feeling is different. A feeling that I have never felt for anyone. "Understood?" he said again. I nodded. "Yes Mr. Parker." ***************** Liam Parker, 25 year old billionaire. Arrogant, handsome, ruthless, the only thing matters to him is his son and his work. Bella Adams, 24 year old simple and bubbly girl, who lives with her Nanny in an orphanage. What will happen when Bella comes as a babysitter of Liam's son? Let's find out in the story.....