𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢:𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐢 | 18+ Book 1 of "ONLY FOR HER" series Description: 1900s. Royal traditions. Untamed emotions. And a love written by fate. Vikrant Singh Rajput the youngest and most feared Sarpanch of Rawatgarh. A man bound by dharma, driven by power, and feared by all. But beneath his stoic exterior lies a heart that beats for only one Nayantara Rawat. She's innocent, yet unafraid. Graceful, yet defiant. A girl of strong values and a tongue that doesn't fear truth a rare flame in a time ruled by silence. She never imagined her fate would tie her to a man like him by rituals, revenge, and rivaaz. He claims her as his Ardhangini, not just in name, but in soul. And once claimed by the Sarpanch of Rawatgarh, there is no escape. What begins as a sacred bond slowly spirals into a tale of obsession, devotion, and the kind of love that scorches through lifetimes. Tropes :~ •Royal Indian Setting •1900s • Powerful Sarpanch × Innocent but Bold Heroine • Age Gap Romance • Arrange marriage • Possessive Alpha Male • Dark Desi Romance • Soft for Her • Devotion × Obsession • Protectiveness × Respect • Innocence meets Intensity Warning: This book contains mature themes, adult content, and emotionally intense scenes rooted in cultural and traditional elements. Recommended for 18+ readers only. Reader discretion advised. MOST IMPRESSIVE RANKING #1900s 1st out of 1.5k #vintage 2nd out of 14k #interesting 1st out if 27.7k #violence 4th out if 8.9k #soft 1st out of 15k #sexy 1st out of 83k

Her being chained to her obsession with him, even when he's her rival. The idea of her living in a dangerous fantasy she can't escape. At first 'She' hated his pride. At Last 'He' hated her silence. But in every heated glance and quiet hallway... They became everything they swore they'd never feel again. They fought with fire in their eyes and silence on their tongues - until whispers became confessions and hate gave way to hunger." They were never meant to get along. From campus clashes to stolen stares, their story began with insults thrown across corridors and cold wars fought in lecture halls. When war is about to over. But then in the silence that follows, something else begins - slower, deeper, more dangerous. Because the loudest confessions are often made in whispers. And love... it waits in the quiet.

Hello cuties🤍. Welcome to my debut of Wattpad story writing. Here's a short yet wide narrative of the story. A soft love story of a boy and a girl living in a shared apartment of seven people. Both are a total contrast to each other. They say, opposite attracts...but opposites can't understand each other, can they? Shaurya, A guy with an interesting backstory, believes in actions more than words. His love? He can die for someone he loves. Anya, the sunshine girl. Heart of the group and queen of chaos and parties. Lives in a YOLO mindset. Their love story...will it be a sensation or just a memory?

Beguile Hearts 💞 Without any further delay the story is necessaries to begin with it's own spell of possession.. . Denumerable stories with districts characters and stories, not rigid to anyone still wished for you check out ; ) Adieu.. . Have a nice day! . . . . . . . ǫ : "Are these story based on love marriage?" ᴀ : "No, not a chance!" ǫ : "Adjustment?" ᴀ : *Tranquilized parted lips* ǫ : "Forced proximity?!!" ᴀ : *Unenviable smile* ǫ : "Then what the hǝɔk is this!!?"

Radhe Radhe ✨ Hello my cute little red flags❤️(rebel kid fans🤭 "What happens when a girl with a broken past enters a family that doesn't know how to fix her? Seven brothers. One truth. And a secret that refuses to stay buried." Alia was just fifteen when her world shattered-again. Years after surviving a trauma no child should bear, she finds herself in a stranger's home, far from everything familiar. Her mother has remarried, found love, and started a new life. But for Alia... healing isn't that simple. Now surrounded by seven stepbrothers who barely know her, in a house that feels more like a castle than a home, Alia carries a burden too heavy for her age-and a past she cannot speak of. They call her family. They say she's safe now. But Alia knows that safety is just a word... and trust doesn't come easy when you've been broken before. What happens when silence screams louder than truth? Will this new family help her heal-or will her past follow her into the only home she has left? Hare Krishna ✨