"When two rival families claim the same daughter, blood will choose who keeps her." 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄 1 𝐀𝐂𝐓 0 *Thud* I fell down hard from the chair trying to get the cookie box. "Arya!"He had caught me for the 100th time eating cookies at 3AM. Which technically I shouldn't be doing but I still was. "Aghh! Baba sa apne mujhe aur Mr. Peter rabbit ko dara diya" I frowned. He sat down beside me,"Meri sehzadi,itne Raat mein bhuk lag gayi?"He calmy asked while patting my head. I nodded feeling guilty. He smiled and said "Koi nahi" I smiled holding his hand while walking towards my bedroom door. I sat on the bed hugging Peter tightly "Baba sa... mujhe darr lagta hai" Baba sa's face became confused "Kyu shehzadi?" "Kya hoyga ki mein apko naraz kar dun aur ap mujhe ....uhdar chod de..?" He took my hand in his and said "Agar Zindagi bhi mere se lade tabhi bhi mein apke sath Hoon,duniya khilaf hojaye hamare tab bhi tum meri ho" He said smiling. "Shehzadi..." At that moment I just knew it,This is 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄. • • • 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄 2 𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈 *Thud* "Arya..." A sound of gunshot erupt.My whole body sent goosebumps "...." I looked back to see him. He just smiled as me "Ab ap hum mein se ho,Arya" Those words...made my blood boil. He gently touched my face "Ab unko bhool Jao" He smiled holding my hand. I was just there helpless "Ap..baba sa nahi ho" Those words just came out of my mouth. "Haan hum nahi hai" he said. "Par tum hamari ho" His voice was low and steady. Oh how I wanted to run to baba sa's arms, I wanted to see his warm smile and how he used to love me. he kissed me on the cheek and left. And my brothers..."bhaiya ap kaha ho..?" because the people here were complete opposite. I asked myself while tears falling from my eyes "Wasn't I Arya Oberoi Yesterday?"

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 ♡♡♥︎♥︎♡♡ When Adab found it too hard to eat the potatoes floating in the water, she started dipping her roti in that same water and eating it, one bite after another and tears were still streaming from her eyes. And then suddenly, she clutched her head in both her hands. It was as if everything inside her shattered all at once. "Ya Allah..." that was all that escaped her lips, and in the next moment, tears poured uncontrollably from her eyes. The world inside the jail was never meant to be easy. How could it be? There, humans were no longer humans they lived like animals. *****

❝𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒕, 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚?❞ _____________________________ Sidharth never wanted this marriage. Trapped by circumstances and haunted by a past he didn't want to face, he told himself it was only a duty. But Noor-silent, simple Noor-was something he couldn't ignore. Her presence stirred something in him, her quietness louder than his own chaos. She never asked for anything, yet she made him face the parts of himself he wanted to forget. And as his walls started to fall, he hated that he wanted her-that he needed the warmth of someone he was never meant to have. As time went on, He began to behave in ways that were antithetical to his initial intentions. He found himself doing everything he had once vowed never to do with his wife. He became the very husband he had despised. He started to crave more, an insatiable desire that gnawed at his soul for her. And then nothing seems to satisfy his aching soul other than his arranged wife's one smile. ●An Indian arranged marriage romance. #Book-1 in #His bride series. (A standalone book) ●Bᴏᴏᴋ ɪs ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ Dᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪɢʜʟʏ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʟɪɢʜᴛ BDSM. (Have a lot of grammatical and spelling mistakes.) ╰┈➤Started on: 28 April 2024 Author♥️

"From Childhood i have desired him, Admired him, I can go to any extent to get him" Yashna Rajvansh, A Women who is madly in love with her childhood crush and ready to do anything to get him. "I don't believe in love or marriage, I have only one goal" Abeer Singh Rathore, A man who is feared across the continent. Will Love find their way ?

RATHOD'S - the name which can make anyone kneel in front of them. manish rathod ,father of 4 children but is unknown of the 4th one who is youngest as well as his daughter.he never shows mercy to his enemies,a cold hearted businessman in front of the legal world but a merciless mafia king in the underworld. manish has 3 sons ,each of them is a threat in their own way but what will happen when a 14 year old will make a entry in their life . will they show any mercy to this little soul ? will they be able to give the love and care she deserves? let's start a new journey 😉 (my first story on Wattpad too🫠🫠) Instagram link - https://www.instagram.com/write_r7985?igsh=MWRiOTN4Yjl2bW5iMQ==

(SLOW UPDATES) *𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚❟ 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙚.* Run. The carnival is dead. No lights. No laughter. Just rusted rides and torn tents whispering in the wind. A place forgotten by time. A place that should've stayed that way. I weave through broken stalls, my anklets betraying me with every step. Chhan... Chhan... "𝘉𝘦𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘳 𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘦𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘶𝘯 𝘯𝘢 𝘫𝘢𝘢𝘪𝘺𝘦..." His voice drifts through the air. Calm. Lazy. Too relaxed. I duck behind an abandoned game stall, pressing a hand over my mouth. The scent of rust and damp wood burns my nose. Click. His lighter flicks open. Shut. Open. Shut. I peek through a gap in the stall-he's nowhere. But I know better. He's here. Somewhere. Watching. The lights flicker. The Ferris wheel groans to life, metal screeching as it turns. My stomach drops. No. I spin, ready to run, but my feet freeze as I see it-cables. Thick, rusted carnival wires looping around the ground like vines. And one of them... Tightly wrapped around my ankle. A sharp tug-my body jerks backwards, my scream lost in the wind. I thrash, clawing at the ground as he pulls me in. Slow. Effortless. Like I was never running at all. "𝘈𝘢𝘱𝘬𝘰 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘬𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘮, 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘢𝘪𝘺𝘦..." His shadow looms over me, the glow of his lighter flickering against his smirk. "Enough, Butterfly," he murmured. "Time to come home."

#1 book in The Ruined Series She was never meant to be the bride. A widow, a replacement, an afterthought. But when her sister disappears before the wedding, Natasha is forced into an unwanted marriage with Shivansh Ranawat-a man who didn't choose her, and doesn't plan to love her. And yet... fate never asks permission.

*𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢.* Book 1 of ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs. A Royal Romance story. "Every curve of you is made to fit into my hands. My hands and my hands only." He lowered his mouth to her shoulder again, trailed moist lips to the nape of her neck. "Don't worry, My Angel," he whispered. "I'm made for your hands, too." ✧ Nikolai Ivanovich Petrov isn't just the youngest son of the Russian royal family-he's a mafia lord, a storm in human form. With the looks of a Greek God, he's a dangerous blend of beauty and power. His empire stretches across continents, built on fear, loyalty, and blood. Power is his addiction, and he's willing to do anything to claim it. To solidify his control, he needs one thing: a marriage. Not for love. Not for desire. But as a strategic weapon. And Radhika Bhardwaj, the naive daughter of a broken family, is the perfect pawn. Radhika was never meant for this world. A girl who once dreamed of freedom, now trapped in a marriage that serves nothing but Nikolai's ambitions. She didn't choose him. She didn't even get a say. Nikolai didn't care for her innocence or her life. For him, she was just another piece in his game. But in her, Nikolai sees something no one else has ever dared to show him: vulnerability, and a spark of light that might set fire to his world. Two worlds crash. Two souls collide. He doesn't care if she hates him. But he will own her anyway. "I hate you," she said. "I hate you too, baby," he replied. A man whose control over everything is absolute, can a single woman change the rules, or will she be crushed under his weight?

When Shahyaan loses his wife while giving birth, his world shatters, leaving him to care for their newborn alone. Inayat, his best friend, offers an unexpected promise - she'll marry him, not for love, but to bring stability and warmth back into their lives. Amid grief, responsibilities, and uncertain hearts, their marriage begins as a pact... but could love quietly find its way in? Tropes: •Single Dad •Friends to Lovers •Marriage of Convenience •Slow Burn Romance •Soft Romance with a twist of dark romance •Secrets •Bold she shy he •Romcom