❝𝖥𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌, 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖻𝗂𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾, 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾.❞ 𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃𝐈 29 elder daughter of a middle-class family, her childhood was disaster folded between responsibilities. Growing up was like a duty. She carried the weight of expectations without complain. She became the dependable one. The one who "understands" even when she couldn't. Criticism was a venom she swallowed about her chubbiness that overtook her achievements over some extra fat & fixated on her appearance. beneath that controlled exterior, silent sacrifices she learned early that love often came with conditions, carried her family's pride in hands to forgot she had life to live for. 𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐀𝐈𝐊 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐊𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐓 27 A walking contradiction of chaos and control, A abroad return young man who believed more on Brajeshwar than meaningless traditions. Spoiled. He lives like the world might end tomorrow; life is too short to let someone control it and survive. It was to chase, tease & recklessly adventured. Rules? He treats them dust on his expensive coat. Entertainment? family drama with protein was enough. He was wild, way too dramatic that screamed "This might be bad news." What will happen when a man who lives for chaos is bound to a woman who has only ever lived for responsibility? What if adventure crashes into discipline, a heart that runs wild is tied to one that has only ever endured? The vows of marriage that tied in the weight of accident and circumstances, will he ever show her how to live or will she show him what living truly means? 18+ | Romance| Mystery| Drama

He married her by mistake, and from that moment, he made sure she paid for it every single day. Krishnaa was never meant to be his wife. When the fair, beautiful bride ran away, she was pushed forward as a replacement-dark-skinned, unwanted, and never part of anyone's plan. Arjun had always believed that beauty was everything. And in his eyes, Krishnaa was everything he never wanted. He doesn't hide his disgust, nor does he soften his words. To him, this marriage is nothing but a burden forced upon his life. New chapter Updates🎇 Every Monday , Thursday and Saturday.🥰

Vidya Nadar, who once harbored a secret crush on Kathir Rathore during their college days, had moved on after discovering he was in a committed relationship. For personal reasons, she left Delhi and started a new chapter in Singapore. The years away allowed her to heal, to forget the boy who had captured her heart without even knowing. But when she unexpectedly returns to Delhi, fate has other plans. She crosses paths with Kathir Rathore once again. However, he is nothing like the person she remembered. The familiar face she once admired now feels like a stranger - someone entirely different, beyond anything she had ever imagined or expected. Unedited

Parthvi is living the dream life of a Superstar's wife. Life which is filled with love, dream, affection, hope, and positivity. A world she has created with her innocence. What if one day she finds out that this world is not that innocent. it's filled in dirt, greed, sex, drugs and too much chaos. Will her beautiful life shatter? or she will write her own story in between this chaotic and dark world. Follow this amazing journey of love, hate, betrayal and the power of an average girl who will write her own destiny with love, trust and hardship.

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...

This story is for hindi readers so this story is in Hindi. Kartik Ahuja, son of a very famous businessman. He is Smart and handsome with a Gentle nature but Its very rare that he will get angry but when he gets angry its very dangerous. Tina Sinha, an extrovert and open minded girl with a middle class family. She is bubbly by her nature and loves to talk and Kartik loves to listen to her talk. Kartik and Tina is in a very strong relationship where they all set to get married soon... Simran Sinha, she is sweet, innocent and introvert girl. who talks rarely because how her family treats her just because she is plus-sized.

Two maids were cleaning a vast chamber when the younger maid asked the older one, "Didisa, you have been working in the palace for two decades right. Please tell me why are we cleaning this already clean chamber?". The older one smiled and said, "Although this chamber is always kept clean, it should be cleaned before anyone can reside here. And above all, our Ranisa is coming back to the palace". The younger maid didn't seem to accept it as a good news and said, "Whoever may come, but they cannot become equal to our choti Ranisa. She is the most kind, generous and sweetest person I have ever seen. She had never gotten angry on any maids even if they make mistakes. Take my example, I have made such a blunder on my first day here, but choti Ranisa accepted me as her own maid. Who can match her in kindness or even sword fight? And moreover she is Ranasa's heart beat". The old maid sighed and said, "Our Ranisa may not hold the heart of Ranasa. She may not be well versed in sword fight. But there is a reason why she is still our Ranisa. Sometimes one may have to be harsh to deliver justice and not just compromise between the victim and the tormentor. The people should have some fear about getting punished if they do wrong. And that charisma is with our Ranisa". ----------------------------------------------------------- A young girl of 17 years, looked at the retreating back of her newly married husband with a sad face. Just then her brother-in-law seated beside her husband's empty seat said, "Why are you sad, Bhabhisa?". She replied, "It's Nothing devarsa". He glanced back at his bhabhisa one more time and thought, "I don't know when bhaisa will open up with bhabhisa about his heart. She thinks that he is not fond of her. But how would one explain, why he ate the saltless food without a complaint and glared at me to keep my mouth shut. Unless it is for his beloved wife".

It should've ended with distance. A silence. A closed door. But instead, it began here-pressed against a balcony wall, with her breath caught between fear and temptation, and his eyes burning with something far more dangerous than lust. He didn't touch her. Not yet. But the threat of it lingered in the space between their bodies, in the way his chest nearly brushed hers every time he exhaled. She could feel the tension rippling off him, barely contained-like a storm pacing behind his ribcage, just waiting to destroy. "You shouldn't be here," he said, voice rough, low, and shaking with restraint. But he was the one who had cornered her. He was the one who couldn't stay away. And she? She hated how much she didn't want to run. Because this-whatever this was-felt like standing on the edge of something irreversible. "You're my employee," he snapped. As if the label could cage what was already unravelling inside him. "You're a mistake I keep choosing." Her eyes met his-furious, pained, exposed. "I never asked you to," she said, but her voice cracked around the lie. His hand lifted slowly, brushing the side of her jaw with a touch that contradicted everything his words said. Possessive. Tender. He stared at her like she was the very thing he was never meant to want-and the only thing he couldn't stop needing. "I've spent years building walls to stay in control," he muttered, his thumb grazing her lower lip. "You walk in and wreck all of it... without even trying." She swallowed hard. This wasn't love. This wasn't even hate. This was obsession-raw, electric, and utterly doomed. And as his lips hovered over hers, trembling with the weight of a thousand wrong intentions, they both knew- 🥀It started with a look. It spiraled with a touch. And before they could stop it, they were already each other's greatest undoing.

" What are we?" She asked him red tearful eyes fixed onto his, He held cigarette between his fingers keeping his arm on his thigh, " W𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲?" He asked her back, in a low voice. More tears fell down her eyes, " Do i hold any right on you?" She questioned, whose answer might crumple her heart. " 𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 " he replied with soft eyes, in his deep voice. ---------- 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘨𝘶𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵, 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴, 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴, 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦,. 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳, 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳, Is the one stating such a statement, isn't it ironic? __________ "Can you please leave... your presence suffocates me" " OKAYHH..." he said shaking his head. He stood at a distance, eyed her with some unreadable expression. "hmm... to tum bhooke pyase,.. mere khilaf ansan karna chahti ho" (So you want to go on a hunger strike against me?!!) He picked up water jug perched on cupboard,.. she glanced at him and glass jug alternatively. * smash* she shut her eyes in reflex. The glass jug was scattered on ground in pieces, along with water. "Then do it properly!" ____________ 𝘽𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙟𝙪𝙙𝙜𝙚, 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚~

To the world, he is a Beast. To the world, she is a Ghost. To a baby, they are everything. Rudra doesn't do "gentle." He is a storm of iron and cold calculation, a man whose presence usually clears a room. Anshika is his polar opposite-a woman of soft whispers and averted eyes, someone who has spent her life staying out of the spotlight. They were strangers until a blood-soaked promise tied them together. When a dying couple entrusts them with a ten-month-old infant, the instruction is chillingly clear: Do not trust the bloodline. Protect him from everyone. To save the child from a war he's too young to understand, Rudra and Anshika must commit to the ultimate masquerade. They aren't just protectors; they are now parents. In the glittering boardrooms of Bangalore and the crowded halls of elite weddings, they must convince the world that the child in their arms is their own. For Rudra, it means suppressing the lethal beast within to play the part of a devoted father. For Anshika, it means stepping out of the shadows to stand as the shield for a family that didn't exist yesterday. As they navigate bottle-feedings by night and high-stakes secrets by day, the lie begins to feel dangerously real. But in a world where the child's true identity is a death warrant, they must play their parts perfectly. Because if the world discovers that this "perfect family" is a fiction, the massacre they survived in the valley will only be the beginning. One lie to save him. One promise to hold them together. A thousand secrets that could tear them apart.