She was 18. He was 30..HE IS A KING Of marwar, Jodhpur. "I'm your wife, you can't ignore me rana sa!" "No, Kainaat... you're just a deal, a child." -"are u cheating on me?" She asked before breaking down. A forced royal marriage meant to end a long-standing rivalry between two powerful families. To him, she was a child bride - too young, too common, too unwanted. He gave her a palace, his last name... and nothing else. No love. No touch. No claim. --- - He's cold, royal, and ruthless. -She's kind, silent, and secretly possessive. ~She was once the unwanted queen. Now she's the one who owns the king.

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡- 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫. ʜɪꜱ ꜱɪɴ, ʜᴇʀ ʟᴜꜱᴛ. ʜᴇʀ ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱᴏʀ, ʜɪꜱ ᴅᴜᴍʙᴀꜱꜱ. Content warning 18+

#Top 1 in INDIA "They have different stories, but fate forced them into one." VIVAN SINGHANIA- feared by many, respected by all. A man whose name carries power, whose silence is sharper than words. To the world, he is untouchable. To Aarvi, he is the husband she never chose. AARVI SISODIYA- soft-spoken, innocent, and delicate as glass. A girl whose dreams were shattered in a single night, leaving her tied to a man who looks at her with nothing but resentment. She never asked for this marriage, yet she is forced to live in its shadow. KIARA MEHRA- the woman Vivan loved, the girlfriend he never wanted to let go of. The name that keeps Aarvi from ever being seen. But when destiny traps Vivan and Aarvi under the same roof, the war between them begins. Hate collides with hidden emotions, silence turns into stolen moments, and the line between enemies and something more begins to blur. Can a marriage built on pain ever turn into love... or will it only break her more? ♥ ♥ ♥ #01 - wattpadindia (30/10/25) #02 - lovetriangle (28/12/25) #02 - wife (25/10/25) #03 - romcom (07/11/25)

She was the girl everyone whispered about - the *impure one*, the *bad omen*, the *unmarried mother*. For years, she carried her shame in silence, protecting her child and enduring the cruel stares of a world that never cared to know her truth. Until the day fate played its cruelest card. When her sister suddenly disappeared hours before her wedding, she was forced to take her place - veiled, trembling, and bound to a man she barely knew. But destiny had already written a darker twist... Because the groom - the man standing at the altar - was the very one who had unknowingly fathered her child. Two souls bound by a past they can't remember, a present they can't escape, and a truth powerful enough to shatter everything they believe in. In a world quick to judge and slow to forgive, can love rise from the ashes of betrayal and fate?

Ayaat × Shahmeer ( Also can be read as a standalone novel) Top-1 in India . . . . . . . . . "Let me make this clear from the very beginning-" But she interrupted. Lifting her veil slowly, She faced him. Her tone was calm, but her soul trembled behind her words. "I don't have any expectations from this bond," she said steadily. "You've given me your name-that's enough. You'll always be my sister's husband. I'm not here to demand a place in your life. I know exactly where I stand." He watched her, caught off guard by her sudden fire yet nodded. "Good. That saves us both the trouble. And Stick to that. Because I won't tolerate promises you can't keep." He said sharply. Her scent lingered between them...a soft, familiar trace of coconut. He took a small step back, as if her presence had caught him off guard. As if it stirred something he wasn't ready to face-something unsettling, achingly familiar... and utterly forbidden. ★★★★★★★★★★★ When two broken souls, Ayaat and Shahmeer, are bound by an unwanted marriage, they treat each other as nothing more than a forbidden past. Grief, guilt, duty, hate.. defines their bond... until fate begins to rewrite their story. They fall.....slowly, unknowingly, and effortlessly. But will they remain shackled by hate, guilt? Or will they finally allow themselves a chance to live... and love again? Troupes: Arranged Marriage, Second Marriage, Brother in law, Twin sisters, Billionaire, Slow burn, Heartbreak, Trauma, Obsession, Romance, Hate-Love, Baby, Grumpy × Sunshine, Businessman × Designer, Healing each other, Mature themes, Second Chance. ⚠️Content Warning : This story contains Mature Themes. Details will be found inside💗

•~ 18+ dark Indian romance ~• "I hate you rudra." I whisper harshly as tears brim my eyes. I look at his face, his emotionless and stone face. "I will never love you." "I don't give a fuck if you love me or hate me." He says harshly, his hold on my wrists tightening above my head. I should do something, I should kick and scream but I do nothing. "You are mine. My wife, my thing. If I see another man touching you again I'll kill him and make you watch. Understood?" His eyes cold and jaw hard as if he is holding himself back. "Fuck you." I spit in anger. He gives me his smirk, his evil smirk. "Now you are truly fucked, sunshine." ****** 21 years old Naina Khurana was thrown into a marriage with the most emotionless and cold hearted man, Rudra Oberoi. She found herself marrying her sister's fiance when her sister ran off on the day of her wedding. Rudra oberoi is seven years older than her, he is as cold as ice, everything he does is calculated and he gets what he wants no matter who gets hurt. He is one of the most notorious businessmen of the country, he has many underground businesses which goes against every single one of naina's moral. How will they survive this marriage ? The real question is will they survive this marriage? Read to know more. Some warnings ⚠️ - detailed 18+ content (language and scenes) - will get dark at some points - MMC is rude, mean, dominating and very controlling in the beginning. (He will have a character development) - age gap - forced marriage

FIRST STORY IN THE RAJVANSH SERIES Devendra X Devyani "मोहब्बत इस दुनिया की सबसे खूबसूरत चीज है। जो हमें उनसे हो गई है। अब या तो मेरी मोहब्बत उनके साथ मुकम्मल होगी या फिर उनके प्यार में फनाह होगी"। ________________________________ This is a story of two individuals bound in a sacred union that ties two people together called "Marriage" Join the journey of Devyani Rajput, who entered in the world of Devendra Singh Ranjvansh and made him HER'S. She collected the broken pieces of his heart and made his heart beat again. **** TROPES: • Royal Romance • Arrange marriage • She fell first, but he fell harder • Grumpy x Sunshine • Suspense, past! This story contains mature scenes!

# Top1 in India ( 06/01/2026) # Top2 in India (05/01/2026 ) # Top7 in India (11,12/01/2026) # Top8 in India (11/01/2026) This is a short village story from 1980's era.. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 (𝟏𝟖+) When twenty-year-old Gauri, a naive and soft-spoken village girl, suddenly found herself tied in marriage to Madhav, a twenty-five-year-old shy and gentle man who spent most his days from morning to evening working in the fields, neither of them knew where or how to begin. They were two inexperienced souls, bound by a relationship they didn't fully understand. Gauri had never imagined what kind of husband she wanted, nor had she ever dreamed of love the way stories described it. And Madhav? He was far too absorbed in his farm and his duty toward his widowed mother to think about marriage or women. His life began and ended with the soil beneath his feet and the responsibilities on his shoulders. Two strangers, unaware of love's language, now share the same roof. But destiny had other plans because somewhere in Madhav's past still lived a woman. The woman who once dreamed of a future with him. And when fate decides to bring that past back into his present,will time heal what love could not or will the past come knocking on the door of their fragile new beginning?

It was Gulaal's first day after marriage. After completing her Teej fast and rituals, she entered her husband's room-only to see her husband with another woman. CM Rana Sarvagya Singh Shekhawat was on the bed, holding his girlfriend in his arms. The sight shocked Gulaal so much that the puja thali slipped from her hands. Hearing the noise, Sarvagya and his girlfriend turned to look at her. "You-you are the same girl whom Sarvagya bought for himself?" His Girlfriend Damisha, staring at Gulaal's frightened face, continued mockingly, "Why, does it hurt to see another woman in your husband's arms? Actually, this Rana-sa isn't really a husband at all..." Hearing her, Gulaal's anger flared. Looking straight at her husband, she said bitterly: "I don't even consider a man who goes around sleeping here and there as a man. Such a person is called a dog." Saying this, she walked away to her own room where the servants also lived. She went to remove her jewelry at the table-when suddenly, she realized someone had closed the door behind her. Before she could even turn around, someone grabbed her by the waist and pressed their lips hard against hers.

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK