He is the law of Mohali. She is a storm he intends to cage. At thirty-two, Arjan Singh Dhaliwal operates in a world where power is absolute, promises are binding, and his word is the final law. As a ruthless, sharp-tongued MLA, he doesn't know how to negotiate, and he certainly doesn't know how to lose. When he sets his dark, piercing gaze on the fierce and beautiful daughter of the Bajwa house, he doesn't just want her hand in marriage...he wants absolute ownership of her heart, her defiance, and her destiny. At twenty-five, Dr. Kudrat Kaur Bajwa has dedicated her life to healing, independence, and the open sky. She is an untamable sparrow with a spicy resilience and a stubborn heart. But a single sight at her, binds her to the powerful Dhaliwal lineage, turning her world upside down. Forced into a marriage wrapped in grand Punjabi traditions, heavy crimson velvet, and ancestral pride, she vows never to bow to the arrogant politician who claimed her. "Look at what you just did! You dragged me like an animal! You don't want a wife, Arjan Dhaliwal, you want a slave! You want to kill my dreams, my career, my identity! You want to lock me in your mansion!" "Je agli vaar pair vi baahar kaddia, te main lataan bhann deniyaan teriyaan. (If next time you even step a foot outside, I will break your legs myself.) I will do whatever it takes to keep you right where you belong......beside me." ... This is a punjabi story, contains translation... Tropes: 1. Age Gap (32 & 25) 2. Alpha / Morally Grey Male Lead 3. Fierce / Independent Female Lead 4. Arranged Marriage / Forced Proximity 5. Possessive male lead 6.He Falls First & Harder

"....Do dhadkanein jab ek doosre ka wajood ban jaayein, tab ishq sirf ishq nahi rehta, woh junooniyat ban jaata hai.... " Every beginning appears ordinary until the truth chooses to reveal its first shadow. A carefully made decision. A silence that refused to speak. Questions that kept multiplying with every passing moment. Between unseen intentions, dangerous pursuits and a destiny that had begun long before anyone realized, every step moved toward a truth waiting patiently behind countless illusions. Not every game is played to win. Some are played to protect what the world was never meant to understand. ................................................................. Trope = • Obsessed Male Lead × Highly Possessive Female Lead •Possessive × Devotional Love • Betrayal × Redemption • Second Chance Romance • Morally Grey Hero • Action Romance • Hidden Truths

SUMMARY A book describing a desi story plotted with Haryanvi touch with a mix of many average but sweet love stories in there. The name echoed through every corridor of HAU like a warning and a promise. Final-year student. Student Union President. Son of Haryana's Chief Minister. The boy whose presence commanded respect without demanding it. Rudra Chaudhary AND On other hand Anika is a confident and intelligent Delhi girl who joins HAU Hisar as a new student. She is practical, observant, and emotionally strong, but slightly reserved when it comes to unfamiliar places and people. Coming from a modern city background, she carries a calm attitude and prefers thinking before reacting. But There is a secret that Anika has been tied to someone from that family since childhood through an unspoken arrangement. While their families share trust and history, Anika feels an unexplained fear toward him-a person she barely knows yet cannot avoid. As she packs, laughs with her family, and tries to stay normal, one question stays with her-how will she face him after all these years? If you want to know more, you'll have to read the story. It's my first story so please ignore the mistakes. English is not my first language (This story includes Haryanvi or Hindi words)

"You were never meant to be my bride...yet here you are wearing my ring." --------------------------------------------------------- BOOK 1 OF CLAIMED HEART SERIES • RUDRA VEER OBEROI × AVANTHIKA MALHOTRA Power runs in his veins. Control is his weapon. And love is a weakness Rudra Veer Oberoi never planned to have. The night before his arranged marriage, he allowed himself one reckless mistake. A dimly lit club. A pair of haunting eyes. One forbidden night with a stranger whose name he didn't even ask. It was supposed to end there. But fate had other plans. Because the girl he touched that night... Was the step-sister of the woman he was supposed to marry. And when the bride disappeared on the wedding day, leaving behind whispers and humiliation The families needed a solution. Fast. So they chose the easiest one. Replace the bride. Now the stranger from his darkest mistake stands beside him at the altar... Dressed in red. She was never meant to be his. He was never meant to want her. But suddenly she was Mrs. Oberoi. But in a marriage born from scandal and silence Desire is far more dangerous than hatred. Two souls bound by accident. One secret night they can't erase. Because sometimes... The replacement becomes the obsession.

People says you are rich when your parents are with you, you are wealthy when your parents support you in life but what happened to those who are abandoned by their parents? Durga was only a day old when her grandmother denied to accept her because she was a girl, only a week old when she was abandoned by her father because she was born with dark skin, a month old when her mother left her with her nani (maternal grandmother) with a promise she will come every month to visit her. But after a year when her brother was born her mother forgot she ever had a daughter. 16 years passed with sorrow and desire to buy a new dress like any other normal girl, but she knew with the condition of her grandparents it was even hard to arrange two time's meal... Fortunately she used to get free meals at school. It was another reason for her to attend school nor with book or any other necessary items for class she usually used to stand outside of the classroom as punishment for not taking books with her. but it was not her fault. AMIT SHEKHAR CHOWDHRY : People says what else do you need when you are born in Thakur's family, you are already born with golden spoon. Well, it's not a lie, Thakur do have everything people dream about but is that true? AMIT SHEKHAR CHOWDHRY, sarpanch of 10 villages, powerful, and respected among the villagers. He is tall, board, not breathtaking handsome as heros described in novels but he is very imtidating. He has pursued law from a very prestigious university of that time. He is legally a lawyer but doesn't practice in court, he prefers to focus on his responsibilities more, towards the villagers. He is currently 27 years old and still unmarried. Everyone in the village want to marry off their daughter with him but for him only a girl who is equally educated and mature as him can be his life partner, can take care of his mother's legacy. What will happen when this two completely different person's world will collide together? ____

Dedicated to the lovers who wear masks of normalcy in a world that would never understand their true nature. For those whose love is as fierce as their secrets, and whose passion defies the innocence that surrounds them." "For the ones who carry both love and danger in their hearts, living in a world that sees only their innocence. This is for the moments stolen in secret, where love and darkness intertwine, creating a bond that even the world's brightest lights cannot break."

Srishti Tyagi was betrothed to Shravan Chauhan. The wedding was only a week away when her world broke apart - her fiance, whom she was to marry unalived himself. But the wedding must be held; the groom must be replaced - and the one to replace the dead turns out to be her dead betrothed's brother - Samrudh Chauhan. Will Srishti ever find love in this relationship or only scorn is what she is to expect? The story is set in the 1990s. Two powerful families coming from old money and a marriage arranged to strengthen political and economical ties. Forced marriage, replaced groom, slow burn and passionate love. Welcome!

She thought she was marrying the charming heir of Rathore Haveli... until betrayal shattered everything. One word from his elder brother changed her fate forever. Now, as Thakurain to the most feared Rathore, she must survive a marriage built on power, secrets, and dangerous sparks. "I was meant to be his bride... but I became his brother's Possession." . . . . . . . Guys please vote and comment it doesn't ask money I swear 🙏🥺🥺🥺

# 3in truth out of 37.3k stories "Him thrusting into her like an animal, while the other was sucking her breasts." Yugveer: "How dare you go near him!" Ira (crying): "Please... it's hurting! Aah! Do it a little slower. I'll never go near any other man again!" Ranveer: "Baby, what can we do now? You should have thought of that before going near that man. This punishment will remind you that you are ours-to ruin, to cherish, ours to live with." Character Descriptions Ranveer Rathore - 32-year-old King of Rajasthan. Calculating, dominant, calm on the outside but dangerous within. Yugveer Rathore - 30-year-old King of Jodhpur. Secret mafia leader, has anger issues, flirty but only with her Ira Malhotra - 21-year-old innocent girl, abused by her parents. She never knew what real love felt like, she is a broken girl The Rathore brothers-Ranveer and Yugveer-refused to marry two rich girls, fearing it would lead to fights, jealousy, and division of their empire. They decided to marry one poor, innocent girl who would obey them and never threaten their bond. For the world, she would be the wife of one. But in secret, she would belong to both. But what happens when they unexpectedly fall in love with her? What happens when one girl becomes the heartbeat of two dangerous kings? But when some people despise this marriage will they let them be happy or something bad will occur

𝑯𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝐹𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑓𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑙 𝑜𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛... 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑎𝑟 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑠: 𝐴 𝑏𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝐻𝑎𝑟𝑦𝑎𝑛𝑣𝑖 𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑒𝑠-𝑡𝑜-𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑎. ~ "Wanna smoke or not?" "What's the relation between smoking and coming closer to me?" I asked through gritted teeth. "Hai, kyu ni hai," Exhaling another slow plume of grey smoke, he whispered roughly, "Lighter toh nibad liya, so the only option left is lighting your cig with mine and..." He tilted his head, leaving a fingertip's distance between the tip of his cigarette and mine. "And?" I prompted. "And that requires me to be closer to you." I stared at him, my heart hammering violently against my ribs, then gestured toward the unlit cigarette. He brought the glowing tip of his cigarette toward mine, only to freeze just before they touched. "Why the hell did you stop?" I muttered, holding the cigarette firmly between my lips. "I can't light it..." he said, his gaze dropping to the single inch of space keeping our bodies apart. Agh... This man is teasing me way too much. "You can bend," I suggested. "My back hurts," he said, stepping away just a fraction. "Koi ni, kal lighter laa dyunga fer-" Before he could finish, I hooked a finger through his chain and yanked him forward, erasing that final inch between us. His hand instantly slammed against my waist to catch his balance, his eyes snapping down to lock with mine. "Now will you light it?" He let out a low, husky chuckle. Then leaned in, pressing the burning tip of his cigarette straight into mine until both embers flared together.