~Glimpse~~ "Who are You?" That was the Question I asked her The Second All people Left the Hall. "I.. Amis.. I" Her heart was Beating fast as Her breath was caught in her Throat. I was just looking at her Without Blinking, I was supposed to to get Married to The Girl Who is Standing there with another Guy and Here is Another Girl, Who is Looking as If She is About to Faint. I could hear Baba and Bade Mamu's Voice Behind me but My Whole Focus was On my Unexpected Stranger Wife. I was about to ask her again but Suddenly She Fainted and Collapsed in my Arms. Fan-Fuck-tastic!!! ♣♣♣♣♣ Darsh Shekhawat, CEO of Shekhawat Industries. A Total Sweetheart to His Family. But Also Ruthless For The Business world. Always Respects Everyone. And Treats people the way they treat him. Amisha Roy, MD of Roy Industries. She is the The Strongest Person you will ever meet. A perfect person To Sit on the Chair Of CEO. She never had a Nice Relation with her family. Full of Ambition and Patience. ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ Blurb!! The CEO of Shekhawat Industries, Darsh Shekhwat was about to get Married to the younger daughter of Roys as per his parents wish but life doesn't always go as we want it to go, One Eventful night is all it took and He was married to a girl he knew nothing about. Who is she? And Why did she married him while his bride is standing among the Guests. Read the story of find out.

"To all the hopeless romantic souls who wholeheartedly believe that destiny weaves the most beautiful love stories, this book is dedicated to your unwavering faith in the magic of fate." #1 book of Destiny Series - untangling the twisted knots

𓍯𓂃𓏧Book 2 of historical series..ᝰ.ᐟ ❥𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑬𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔❥ "Don't you have any shame?! You are getting married in few hours and here you are with some other woman." "You are not some other woman! You are mine, my woman!" "No, I'm not. I won't be your secret, your mistress. That's why I've decided, I'm leaving Rajgarh. For good." "Don't you dare! Or I will hunt you down from anywhere in the world" ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Abhimanyu Singh Rathore and Kashmira Chauhan were never friends. Childhood rivals, bitter enemies, constantly bickering yet strangely inseparable. But something shattered between them four years ago. No goodbyes, no explanations, just silence. However, fate intervened and united them unexpectedly. Their paths crossed when Kashmira arrived in Rajgarh, his realm. The emotions they had long suppressed began to resurface, complicating their ability to remain apart. ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Join me in the journey of Abhimanyu and Kashmira to know if their love can survive or not. Will these enemies ever turn into lovers?

Life is twisted for everyone. Every day comes with a new edge, and every night you are left to wonder what turn of events will you face tomorrow. Something similar to the life of Heer and Vivaan. Vivaan Mannan, the man who ruled hearts. Born with no flaws addicted to a daily dose of ego. And thrives only on one thing money. He ain't grateful to have money, money is grateful to have him. A man and woman are fasting every day to have. Heer Batra the perfect definition of the mask. Carries her world where every man craves her. But she isn't that easy. Her fake face can even fool a lie detector. Words that burn down bridges. The most vicious fad yet the calmest of all. When women are dying to have the man of their dreams but the man bears an allergy to marriage, finds himself women to marry on a contract but does not make a contract. When the guy who is ice in fire, gets entangled with a girl, who is flame herself. Will he meltdown or take over the flame, or perhaps there are exactly what they should be for each other?

Happiness? Was a word that left Roohi Shekhawat's life long ago. She was the diamond nobody took notice of in the pile of coal. She shone brighter than the eyes of a common man can take notice. Perfection was a word for her. Until, A someone saw her worth, in a good way or a bad? Rudram Mannan was a man who was in a fight with the world and himself. A man is obsessed with everything he owns. Determined to have all. No boundaries, no conscience. He wants it. He owns it. Roohi was suffering in a tomb of devils her brothers were when the eyes of another fiend caught her. The man of obsessions. And may Roohi be one of his obsessions? How will her life take a turn, will her life finally find the happiness it deserves? Or will she suffer in a curse of eternity?

"𝑰𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒖𝒏 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒂... 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆." She grew up learning that love hurts. A scar above her eyebrow... a childhood filled with fear... a mother she lost too soon. Now, with only one week to arrange 25 lakhs, she's forced into a world she never wanted- and into a marriage with a man who looks at her like she's already his. But some stories aren't about falling in love... they're about surviving it. And sometimes... you don't realize which one you're doing until it's too late. Read the story to know more.

1 in #India 12 in #arrangedmarriage "You're mine, Jeea. Don't ever forget that." His voice is a siren, enchanting me, making me dizzy with the need to be close to him. "I know, Mr. Rathore. And you're mine." I peck his lips and he squeezes my neck in return. I can still feel the embers of his angry, lying just below the surface of his skin. "Always, jaan. It's a pleasure to be yours." His lips meet mine in a slow kiss which quickly turns into something passionate, neither of us willing to back down. I take his anger that he drowns into this kiss and show him my love in return. * Jeea Mehta has always lived in the shadow of her perfect older sister. But when a twist of fate forces her to marry Dhruv Singh Rathore-a wealthy, enigmatic man who was once promised to her sister-Jeea finds herself caught in a marriage she never wanted and a life she doesn't understand. But Dhruv is not an easy man to please. He's distant, ruthless, and heartbreakingly unattainable. And yet, beneath his icy exterior, Jeea glimpses something more-something that makes her heart betray her at every turn. As hidden truths unravel and undeniable chemistry ignites, Jeea finds herself caught in a dangerous game of love and resentment. Because while she was never meant to be his bride... she might just become something even more unexpected-his weakness. #1 in chicklit #1 in forcedrelationship

BOOK ONE OF ARRANGED SERIES Abhimanyu Singh Chauhan X Saumya (Thakur) Singh Chauhan "I don't deserve you Abhimanyu ji, I'm not perfect, I have scars, I am a victim, leave me------- "Shhh, I dare you to complete that, biwi ji. No one, I repeat no one has rights to speak ill about my wife. You're my everything. There's no Abhimanyu without Saumya ". __________________________________________ "Abhimanyu ji? have you seen my blue saree? "I tore it a week ago when we were fvck------ "Shut UPPP!! Shameless! Aapke besharmi ki koi hadd nahi !! "Besharam hoon par aapka hi hoon". He winked, and the next moment ran away when his wife glared at him. It was her unwilling wedding with a random boy. She never wanted to get married, just because she holds a despise for marriage and so called falling in love. She purposely planned something and almost got success to stop the marriage. But all her plans were ruined when a random guest claimed he will marry her. He will replace the groom. And the enticing journey of two souls began.... One was excited to spend life with his wife while the other was drowning in an ocean of hate for him because he destroyed her plans. They were already declared as ideal couple and were adored. But no one asked what actually was going on in their personal life. Abhimanyu Singh Chauhan, the devilishly handsome CEO. he's perfect in every aspect. owns a huge business empire and rules like a true King. Just like his perfect gifted looks and body, he has his own principles which make him a perfect family man. But no one knows his dark truth. Saumya Thakur, an author by profession, perfectionist in martial arts and wish to spend her life travelling and exploring the world. Instead thrown in a marriage with a random male. She hated marriages, despised them from the core. What will happen when Abhimanyu would have to face his wife's hate? Will he be able to control his wife's wrath and love her unconditionally? Plagiarism is highly prohibited

𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 × 𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐲𝐚 34 × 22 She sit in horror,eyes flicking between his face and the weapon in his hand, then to her weeping family.Time seemed to stop. The priest.The guests.The walls.They all vanished.There was only Vikram and the cage he'd made for her. "You see, jaan "he murmured darkly"fate has brought us together And now,we are going to seal it..with marriage." Aradhya shook her head, voice shaking. "Please, sir..don't do this.I don't want to marry you.I'll never love you.Just leave me.." He smiled,that cold, monstrous smile."You don't have a choice.You bumped into me during the mehndi.And tradition demands we marry." "That's not a real tradition,"she whispered through her tears."You're just using it to control me." "perhaps "Vikram replied smoothly his voices calm but his his eyes flashing anger.."But it doesn't matter. You'll marry me.And that's final." The mangalsutra was next.Its gold chain and shiny diamond rested against her neck like a shackle.Her breath hitched.And then,the final blow vermilion.He smeared it across her hairline,sealing her fate with him in most brutal way ever. Vikram's eyes gleamed with victorious fire as he leaned close,his fingers tightening on her waist. "Now , you are mine.."he whispered "And no one can take you away from me." Aradhya's eyes flared."You'll regret this," she hissed."I won't be your prisoner forever." Vikram only chuckled. "I'm counting on it " he whispered "You'll learn to love me Aradhya one way or another.This is our destiny." "𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭.𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞..𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬."