[PARTITION ROMANCE] 18+ She is a mute. He is a politician. And 1947 is burning around them. After surviving a brutal assault and losing her only family, Vrishty, a voiceless Hindu girl, is left alone in a town tearing itself apart. Hunted by the man who first claimed her, she hides in silence, until Meer, an emerging Muslim politician, becomes the only barrier between her and the chaos outside. Bound by guilt and an unexpected pull, Meer begins to realise his vicinity with the girl. But the nation which divided amongst the communal hate, will it be able to save these burning interfaith hearts, alive? __________________________ "In Islam" he continued quietly. "You cannot marry unless both agree... and unless both are Muslim" His expression twisted, a deep aching conflict. I shook my head, looking at him. As if almost pleading him. Noo...please....

BOOK 4 IN THE MARRIAGE & REVENGE SERIES

"𝘼𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙡 𝙢𝙪𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙠 𝙝𝙤, 𝙮𝙖𝙝𝙞 𝙩𝙤𝙝 𝙥𝙮𝙖𝙖𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙣." PART 1 𝐘𝐮𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 (17) -He thought he was 'too cool' to fall in love with someone. 𝐈𝐫𝐚 𝐃𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐧 (17) -And she thought she was 'too difficult' to fall in love with.

Deception, betrayal and secrets but when the truth peels out of the compromise, will she still think of him as the tortured hero of her story? Or as the tortured villain who shattered her heart?

They met at a wedding-hated each other at first glance, but destiny had other plans. What started as cold stares and sharp words slowly turned into stolen glances and unspoken feelings. Sounds like a perfect love story, right? But life is never that simple. Rishi Singh Rathore An MBBS student, a biker by passion and a rising influencer. To the world, he's charming, confident, and adored by thousands. But behind the flawless smiles and fame lies a loneliness no one truly understands. Divya Chauhan A cheerful, girl-next-door, a semi classical dancer and a dedicated NEET aspirant. She radiates happiness wherever she goes, but the weight of her struggles and silent battles remains hidden behind her bright smile. They meet at a big, bustling Bihari wedding-vibrant, chaotic, and unforgettable. He hates Bihar for reasons buried deep in his past, and that bitterness makes him push her away. She, on the other hand, has no patience for his arrogance or his drama. Two people, one wedding, countless memories. From bitter clashes to quiet moments under the wedding lights, their journey is filled with love, trust, heartbreak, and healing. Come join them in this epic saga where hate turns into love, strangers become soulmates, and a wedding changes two lives forever.

She was unloved. He was pampered. She didn't know if love existed. He loved and was loved like there is no tomorrow. She couldn't break the rules. He was free to make his own rules. She was an unwanted child. His parents got him after so many prayers. This is the story of Prisha Chauhan and Abeer Rathore. Both equally warm hearted. Both equally compassionate. Both equally gentle. They started from sharing the same school in childhood. They ended up sharing the same bedroom after marriage. This is my first story. Hope you all love it.

Would you like to play a game? The rules are simple... you just have to get someone to fall in love you, devote himself to you, and care for you until the end of his days. Think it's easy? Confident you'll win? Let's see how well you play the game. WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗜𝘀 𝗧𝗼𝗼 𝗗𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗙𝗼𝗿 His 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗲 "Damm, whenever you're in my arms, I feel like I might crush you. You're so delicate," he said, kissing her cheek. "Huh?" "It took me three years to hug you, and today you let him hug you, huh?" he asked, trying to control his anger. "He is your brother," she said, trying to move from his grip. "So what? It doesn't matter. We'v been married for a month, and you didn't allow me to kiss you. But today, you hug him? I'm very upset," he said, looking straight into her eyes. "I'm sorry," she said. "I'm a very loyal and possessive man. Just because I haven't kissed or touched you doesn't mean I can't. Now, what will you do to make it up to me?" "I... I will..." "You will what?" "I will sit on your lap and feed you," she said. "From now on, you'll do this every morning and night."