Maharani Nayantara is waiting for her husband to come back from his royal conquest of winning over the neighboring territories. When he arrives, he brings with him a changed life for Nayantara. He brings a co-wife! This was the time of kings and queens. The times when legends and legacies existed. This was the time when women had to keep quiet when their husbands took other wives. Will Nayantara keep quiet? Will she sacrifice her rights to another woman who claimed she was perfect for her husband? Join Nayantara in the journey of her life living as the first wife. Will she be able to pull off a happy ending? Read to know.

"No. You ain't mine." Seven years ago, Avni Mehta married Neil Khanna-the cold, emotionally distant man the world feared, but the only one she ever loved. Their wedding was secret. Their vows whispered under the stars. But that very night, he disappeared, promising he'd be back. He never returned. No calls. No letters. No explanations. For seven long years, she waited-holding onto a name, a hope, and a lie. Now, fate brings them face-to-face again. And the man she gave everything to-the one she waited for-is accused of betraying her in the worst possible way. Cheating. Moving on. Leaving her to rot in the shadows of their past. She wants answers. He wants forgiveness. But when love is buried under years of silence, broken trust, and rage-can the truth still matter? Did he really cheat on her... or is the truth far more dangerous?

"I told you to accept my proposal but you didn't, now just wait and watch this just a starting"...He stated and smirked. And I was standing there like a statue. After all, a few moments ago he bought me from an auction... "And yeah one more thing I didn't bought you for your beautiful life I bought you because I want to make your life hell..but before that just sign it"......He said arrogantly and throw some papers on my face and I just came back from my world and start reading the papers first thing I saw his signature in last corner and then I move my gazes and start reading it. It was not just some paper but a ticket of hell... "ohh common baby doll don't think too much and just sign it because only after your sign you can attend your parents funeral now choice is yours".......He said clamly and wear his goggles when I heard that news the papers slipped from my hands.... .................... Sangvi Devis A temperamental girl, as well as a very beautiful and talented person who wins everyone's heart with her beauty and her nature.... Just because of her kindness and innocence everyone easily gets attracted to her... Nivan Smith He is a billionaire of New York and a very dashing man who is very dangerous,arrogant and ruthless but he loves his family so much and when he wants something he gets it by hook or by crook... Nivan fell in love with Sangvi at his sister's wedding and after realizing his feelings he proposed her but she rejected it.. Then she becomes his obsession and he enters in her life like a storm because as we all know that there is a very thick line between obsession and love and this obsession of Nivan makes Sangvi's life hell.

Eshaan Ranawat is an ambitious young man who has climbed ladders of success with his merit and by blandishing the boss Kabir Singhal. Eshaan is manipulative and a smooth talker making him irresistible. He is also dedicated and passionate towards his work as a Marketing Head for DK TV19. Monica Rai is an aspiring model. She is beauty with brains. Drop dead gorgeous, unabashed, confident, she knows how to get things done her way. She is unapologetic about her choices. Eshaan despised Monica for her bold and adventurous nature. But then the two most imperfect people ended up having an unlikely yet complicated love story.

"𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔" •••• "Don't lie, Amisha. I'm sick of these lies. And if you're so sure that you didn't cheat on me, then fine, let's move on to the next step,prove me you didn't cheated on me" he said, and she frowned in confusion. He realized she didn't understand his intention. "Get intimate with me, tell me that you love me, and I'll believe you. I'll believe that you're telling the truth," he said, or more precisely, made an offer. She couldn't process his words. Her heart broke as she listened to him. •••• His expression darkened, pain flickering in his eyes. "Kya kami reh gayi thi, Amisha? Sab kuch diya tha tumhe... apna dil tumharee kadmon mein rakha tha. Fir bhi tumne yeh kiya?" His words came out in a choked whisper, his composure slipping. (Was there anything I didn't give you, Amisha? I gave you everything... I placed my heart at your feet. And still, you did this) Tears gathered in his eyes, though he struggled to maintain his demeanor, reminding himself he couldn't afford to be soft. "You're hurting me," she whispered, her voice cracking slightly. His eyes flickered with guilt, but he didn't let go. "And what about the hurt you caused me?I loved you, Amisha. I gave you everything. My heart, my soul... everything. And still, you didn't choose me." Tears welled up in her eyes. "You should have looked into my eyes once, it was always you Vivaan. But your jealousy... your obsession... it's destroying us."

This story is about the girl who is deprived of love. Her father arranged her marriage with Rich man due to his grandfather's last wish in his will. As usual luck was never with her and after the marriage her husband has not given a single glance to her for almost year. Being ignored and alone she left the house one night to make her own life. What will happened when they meet again? Will she ever get the love she wanted? Mature Content

When She lost everything he came into her life as a new found light or that's what she thought but at the end he even made her lose herself...But is this the real end or there's something more to this story of a unloved bride. . . . "Please humne kuch nhi kiya...ple..ase mat..ki..kij.iye ye humare saa.th", she pleaded, her hands bleeding tied in the chains tightly. Her face covered with blood and tears. Meanwhile the eyes she stared through her lashes held only anger and hatred with not even a slightest glint of remorse. "Tum jaise ladki ko bazaar me 2 kodi me bechte hain log...Humne tumhe sar pe bithaye aur tumne...Tumhe biwi ka darja dekar sabse badi galti ki hai humne apne jiwan ki." With this he tightened the chains that tied her legs. He left without even sparing her a glance. She lied there lifeless. It felt like somebody has poured acid in ears and then and there she lost the only one she had...herself. . . . "Paas mat aana humare...Dur ho jaiye humse" , I screamed as I slid back across the floor , he advanced one step at a time, his pace steady and purposeful. "Bas karo jaana aajao apne asli jagah pe wapis", he said with a devilish grin that can take out even a dead soul out of the grave... He grabbed my ankle and pulled me, as I landed on his arms he said with possisveness lacing his tone..."And your only right place is here, jaana, right here in my arms..." "I failed you before, Siya. Now, I'd chain you to the bed if that's what it takes to keep you with me," Raghuveer murmurs, his eyes burning with an intensity Siya has never seen. . . His love, once neglected, has transformed into an obsession so intense it threatens to consume them both. As he fights to keep her by his side, she must decide if this newfound passion is something she can still embrace-or if it will be the force that tears them apart. © 2024 Siyaraghuveer. All rights reserved.

" Why are getting angry dear son...!?" " I am just telling the truth , if you don't believe me then go and ask your dear wife... Didn't she tell you that she went to brothel house and sold her body to collect money for your treat-" Aryan punched Advait so hard that he landed on the ground with a loud thud. ______________________________________ " Aisha..." Aryan turned her towards him by holding her arm. " My... surgery costed 2 lakh... Isn't it..!?" " Ye..ah but-" " You sold maa's mangalsutra and got 60,000 rupees right..." " Hmm..." " What about the 1.5 lakh...!?" " That...tha..-" Aryan pulled her close to himself while breathing heavily, slowly his eyes turning red in terror . He took her hand and kept it on his head... " Swear on me that you didn't go to any brothel house for the money..." Suddenly hearing the word brothel from Aryan's mouth everything flashed infront of Aisha's eyes , she remembered that helpless day. Her eyes got teary and Aryan jerked back to a distance as if he was hit by a thunderbolt.... " No..no...no...this can't hap..pen...no..." He muttered holding his head like a maniac , he couldn't even hear Aisha's screams . __________________________________ Aryan Singhania a rich , handsome college student..( currently in the last year). He has dark past which he himself is unaware of but the people around him make him feel unwanted... Aisha Sharma a poor , sweet girl just joined the best college of her city..( currently in 3rd year). She has just her mother who works as a maid... They got married under certain circumstances, their love remained unconfessed while they started the new chapter of their life together.... 💃🏻 Let's enjoy this lovely tale together...❤️ 🛑 This is my orginal idea , any similarity or names (?) to some other story in anywhere in the universe is just a coincidence... ⚠️ Do not copy my work

After a fierce battle, he claimed my kingdom-and my fate. I am bound by duty to my people, but it is a duty that demands the greatest sacrifice. To save my kingdom, I must marry the man who conquered it. One bound by the crown, the other by my heart. When the king of Suryagarh attacked our kingdom, he did not just conquer our lands-he shattered countless lives. Thousands of widows, children left without fathers, and girls who were only beginning to understand the world. The loss was beyond words. And yet, to save them, I had no choice but to throw myself into the flames of my own sacrifice. I sent the king a marriage proposal through my father. My father was always against it and he must have hidden the truth about me from him. I don't know what he said, but I couldn't back down. I couldn't let my people suffer more. They needed me. Sitting before the holy fire, ready to take vows with my husband, not as a wife but as a mistress, I was shedding silent tears beneath my veil-not because of the sacrifice but because of the price I will pay for it. It all began with his words: "I always loved you. It was always you, never someone else." But the reality was different: "So you were always a manwhore?" "Yes, and you are my whore." And it ends with: "You promised to stay with me during this time. I am still waiting for you. Please... do not let me down." This is a story of a time when women were nothing but objects to be used and discarded, tied down to the bed by the chains of society and sweet taste. But the queen made sure none of them were deprived of their rights. Her legacy was one of hope, as she become the first queen to free courtesans from the shackles of slavery, granting them the freedom they deserve. She married the powerful king of Hind to save her kingdom, but in doing so, she never expected he would become the very reason to turn her life upside down. Mature content included!

I love you. You love me. I hate you, you love me. I love you till the end of the universe, Your love does not end at the end of the universe. we fight battle with an unknown enemy. Years of tears, blood shed and distance , dont know where you have gone . Left behind is an empty heart of stone. it started beating again ,when you Came back, but it is too Scared to continue beating in the hollow of my chest uncertainty of where this would end. Not sure, we could have a happily ever after,Too scared, that it might stop beating again, if i let you in and you leave again. TO hell, All those reasons, I am ready to die for spending even a minute, if i get with you before i die. I want you to be mine forever. even if our forever ends this very second, you would Still be mine. Meet Vijay The Ruthless, Devil.A deadly look is all it takes for your Soul to leave your body. ==== Imagine, if he directly Kills , it would be the worst nightmare to watch. Now, meet, Dhara, The Adorable Angel, but Not the Sweet innocent girl you meet in every fairytale. you die if you mess with her. she puts everything to save her loved ones. Every one would have 2 sides. Love for the loved ones! Hate for Haters!! It is not always a fairytale...It is not perfect, yet still, it is their love story, a fairytale written with blood. whose blood it is yet to be decided! He can kill for love. She can die for Love. She Can take all his hate for love. He Cant bring himself to hate her, even if he wants to. Remember: Not the usual fairytale. Disclaimer: This story is completely different from my previous Stories. for a change, ive tried to write differently. To explore different ways of lives I Sincerely apologise if anyone would be offended by reading any part of the story. I can understand, Everyone has their Own opinions. and i respect it. Thanks for reading, Hope you would like it!!! 🤞 CAUTION: MATURE CONTENT!! All copy rights reserved!! Plz do not copy 🙏