Maa turned to me. "Riya beta, go outside and bring the flowers from the garden. And if you see him, bring him along with you." I nodded, clutching the thali a little tighter, and stepped out toward the garden. He was nowhere in sight. Shrugging it off, I bent down to lift the large basket of flowers placed near the parking area. The tiny blooms felt impossibly heavy. As I struggled, the sharp edge of the basket nicked my wrist - hidden beneath the soft folds of my dupatta. Great. If anyone notices, I'm doomed. Ignoring the sting, I stepped onto the marble path cutting through the grass - and lost my balance. "Whoa-" Before I could fall, strong arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me back. My breath hitched. Time stopped. The world went silent - no birds, no distant traffic, no rustling leaves. There he was. Dhruv Rathore. Standing so close I could feel his warmth, his steady presence grounding me. The boy my heart had never quite let go of - even after four long years - was holding me in his arms. He looked exactly how memory had preserved him. Calm. Composed. Effortlessly commanding. And then reality crashed into me. He's my sister's devar. ✨A slow-burn romance set against the chaos of an Indian wedding, filled with family drama, soft moments, and emotions that refuse to stay hidden. ✨ #1 in rituals🌸✨🎀(3/02/2026) #1 in rituals (12/03/2026) #9 in beautiful ( 27/03/2026) #1 in past love ( 5/04/2026) #2 in beautiful (8/04/2026)

She believed in love...believed in fate... And when she met him-the man who felt carved perfectly for her-an arranged marriage suddenly turned into the sweetest beginning she never expected. Everything felt like a dream... Until the dream cracked. One week before the wedding, she stumbles upon a truth-dark enough to shatter every feeling she ever held for him. The man she loved. The man she trusted. And she decides to leave. But leaving him? The man who has already decided she's his? It was never going to be that simple. And-"the vows...made under the shadows of reality." ------------------------------------------------- Glimpse: "Y...you...h...how c...can...", her voice trembling, unable to believe what she just saw, she turns to leave....or run. He froze "WAIT", his voice cold, she froze completely at her place, she had never heard his voice this cold, with such lack of warmth, it was like-it wasn't even him. And it wasn't. He walks towards her, she wanted to leave, to run but just couldn't move, out of fear? or maybe shock. He stood right in front of her, she looks up at him "y...you...-" , he says with that cold voice that sent shivers down her spine "yes me...". A tear roll down her cheeks without her knowing. He caught the tear with his thumb, his action softer as compared to what she just saw him do, "Don't...don't cry...you know I can't see you cry" his voice soft, but there was an underlying threat, a coldness in that voice.

"Some love stories don't begin with confessions. Some begin with silence, missed chances, and two people pretending they never cared." ------------ She was supposed to marry someone else... but destiny made her his wife instead. 🤍 A soft-hearted girl. A dangerously calm man. And a marriage neither of them expected. Avantika Rathore & Avyukt Vardan #SlowBurn #ArrangedMarriage #WattpadRomance

RANKINGS:- TOP 3 IN INDIA [31/07/2026] TOP 2 IN INDIA [31/07/2026] TOP 2 IN INDIA [01,02,03,04,05/08/2026] He was a man the world feared. She was a woman the world had broken. Rishabh Agnihotri-a ruthless CEO, the undisputed Mafia King, and a fiercely protective single father whose eight-month-old daughter, as Vedika, is the center of his universe. He trusts no one, loves no one... except the little princess who owns his heart. Aradhya Mittal-an innocent, divorced woman haunted by a painful past. Her trauma has taught her to fear strangers, silence her emotions, and expect nothing from life except loneliness. Fate brings these two wounded souls together through a tiny girl whose innocent smile begins to heal hearts that had forgotten how to love. Can a man drenched in blood become someone's safe place? Can a woman shattered by her past learn to trust again? And can a eight-month-old princess unknowingly create the family they never thought they deserved? A story of healing, second chances, fierce protection, found family, and a love that blooms when two broken hearts choose each other. "Sometimes, the strongest man only needs one tiny hand to soften his heart... and one broken soul to remind him that love is still worth fighting for." 🖤✨

#trending 1 on 17-10-25 (#book-2 of PAKHI ) PROLOGUE :- I've seen the love that burned its own home to ashes. I've seen him drown himself in alcohol-not for pleasure, not for addiction-but to escape her. To blur the edges of the memories that refused to fade. Her presence haunts him like a ghost he can't outrun. And his heart... I've seen it clench, tremble, shatter. Over and over again. I was there when he fell to his knees for her. I've witnessed every single change in him-because of her. She didn't just love a monster... she changed him. She turned the devil into a man. And yet- She left. Left him with nothing but misunderstandings and silence. And now, their lives have once again dived into the same ocean they once tried to swim across together- An ocean full of hate, betrayal, ruthlessness. New entries are coming-people who will twist their fate. Old secrets are still buried, hidden faces moving the pieces behind the destruction I'm standing in the middle of. He once burned a country when he said he hated her. And she? She stood still. Took everything he threw at her. The pain. The humiliation. The disrespect. Like she was born to carry it. But just think. Just think for a moment. Just for a fucking moment- What happens... when they love each other again? What happens when the misunderstandings clear, when the pain turns to passion, when the hate turns into something softer, deeper, dangerous? What happens when he claims her again? If hate made him burn the world- What the hell will love make him do?

Lost in his own grief, Vrishank visits Banaras for his internal peace. Caught in all of this one morning he hears a melody, a voice, that makes a way through his ears to his heart. Every morning, he is out for a walk just to hear her voice once again. But in the end the voice completely vanishes. Rudra, a pandit in whose home he was living stops him for a day to attend the Mahrati that day. Will Vrishank be able to meet this girl ever? "𝗜𝗻 𝗲𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝘂𝗻𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗻, 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗼𝗹𝗱, 𝗔 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗲, 𝗮 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝘂𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗹𝗱𝘀."

Story of two very different people who are just like the opposite poles so far from each other and so different. One doesn't even think before killing anyone the most wanted gangster but no one can say anything to him because his whole family is into politics or we can say they are the government or SARKAR . Other one saves life like she is the god and she is because Doctors are known as God . What will happen when this two will collide path with each other. Will they prove the theory that opposites attract or will they drift more far away from each other. To know more read my story My Mrs.Shekhawat. Please show your support by voting and leaving comments. Thank you.

He was my love, but I was just his path towards the crown which he never owned. When my parents warned me he was a terrorist, I laughed. I didn't believe them. Not until he robbed his own love and left her to die in tiny deaths, moment by moment. We weren't just a few years apart in age, but miles apart in our thoughts as well. Our origins were different, our upbringings were different, we lived in different directions of the world, and yet I never let any of these cause a crack between us, until he decided to build one. REVENGE. His revenge. I was born with the title of Princess, and he was forced to become a knight. He was ready to destroy both of us in the flames of his revenge, lapping around our relationship's newly dug grave. And yet, I stood there firm, unshakable, unbreakable, indestructible, ready to see what his extent was. Because no matter what, at the edge where he ends... I begin. Our marriage didn't only gave a new direction to our relation, but it also sparked an unspoken hunger in him. I don't know why I was getting punished for something I never did. Not only did I betray the promise to my parents, but I also betrayed my every boundary for him. My love for him turned to my dedication when he gave me the only reason to hate him. He put his blade on the neck of the only one I loved the most. So, I put my blade on him, slicing off all the threads of our never budding relationship. He wanted to win it all for the Crown. So, I destroyed it all for the Blood. It was the battle of Blood vs Crown. And the winner was yet to be announced.

I never intended to become entangled in their politics, let alone in the bed of their prince. I crossed deserts and seas, driven by a single hope; to save my brother, the only family I have from a foreign land. He was captured by the King of Hind during our war of conquest. But to free him, I became bound to the man who snatched everything from me. The Prince whose very name fills me with rage. Rawal Ekagraj. A single night with him shattered my honor and binded me to a something, I never chose for myself. As the crowned Empress of Arabia, I could never betray my people. Yet, he made me falter. Why? His eyes. Deep, dangerous, and impenetrable eyes. Now, I am his bride. A forbidden bride trapped by vows I never wanted and held captive in a kingdom that sees me as the enemy. I lived with the fear of dying any moment there. He was never meant to be mine, just as I was never meant to be his. If we ever fall in love, which was always impossible, it would be as forbidden as it is undeniable. But Rawal was not the only danger I had to face. Something was there which I didn't know. Something which nobody knew. Dark and destructible. And when it came, we all fell on our knees. It destroyed and shed rivers of blood. But someone was still not satisfied. My past haunted me, my brother's life was slipping away, and the Prince- my captor, my enemy became the only solace I knew. He seeks peace in me, and in his arms I feel a dangerous flicker of love.

Unknown: Unblock my official account. And save this number. It is my personal line. My heart skipped. I sat up, my fingers hovering over the keyboard. The sheer arrogance of him-commanding me even through a text message. Aahana: No. I won't. I told you, I want to be left alone. I stared at the "Seen" receipt. It only took ten seconds for the reply to come back. Unknown: Are you sure? Or would you prefer I come to your house to discuss it in person? It will take me exactly five minutes to reach your gate. ******** Aahana Sharma thrives in the shadows. As a shy, introverted college student, her only goal is to graduate unnoticed. But anonymity becomes an impossible luxury the day Devansh Rajvanshi locks his piercing gaze onto her. Devansh is a ruthless politician who gets whatever he wants-and he wants Aahana. Striking a cold, calculated deal with her struggling family, he forces her into a marriage she never asked for. Aahana is terrified of her new, imposing husband, a man whose jealousy burns like a wildfire and whose possessiveness leaves her breathless. To Devansh, she isn't just a wife; she is his absolute fixation, the only pure thing in his corrupt world. Trapped in his golden cage, Aahana vows never to let him into her heart. But behind Devansh's terrifyingly fierce protection lies a raw, consuming devotion that begins to blur the lines between fear and desire. As the quiet student is dragged into the chaotic glare of his political world, she realizes the monster everyone fears would gladly burn the world down just to keep her safe. Can she survive the heat of his obsession, or will she lose her heart to the man who forced her to wear his ring? ******************* #2 politician (27/6/26) #1politician (28/6/26)