╰┈➤✮ 𝐴𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑣 × 𝑇𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑘𝑎 ❝𝑯𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒂𝒑𝒔𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝑻𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒌𝒂❞ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ How does it feel to get married with the one you love? Feels like heaven right? But what if your loved one doesn't even take you as a wife? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "We are couples for the world but in reality we are nothing. I can never take you as my wife." Tears started coming in my eyes but I blinked the tears and whisper a "sure" and rushed to the washroom. I don't want him to see me crying. God why me? This is not how I thought my first night will go • • • • - - - - • • • • Will she be able to make him fall for her? Will he ever love her? What if she won't fit in the royal standards? Watch the book to get the answers to all the questions.

Contract Marriage: 𝑨𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒂 - 21 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒗𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒊𝒓𝒄𝒍𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒉𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑 𝒅𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔. 𝑴𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒅 - 29 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒏. 𝑺𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒓. 𝑨𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒂 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓, 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝑴𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒅, 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒊𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒖𝒕𝒓𝒂, 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆.

For her, he is a stranger For him, she isn't They both shared a past which she is unaware about Dive in to know what will happen When she will know about the truth. Her sleep got disturbed when she felt that someone was removing her accessories as soon as she opened her eyes she saw a man extremely close to her face,the proximity between them was enough to make her heart to thump loudly from her ribcage.she looked into his dark orbs,his eyes were red probably due to lack of sleep but that didn't decreased the beauty that this man holds she traced his jawline with her finger.it was sharp enough,enough to draw anyone's attention. Join in to watch how a girl's life's change when she's forced to do what she can't

I cradled him tenderly against my chest, his tears falling into the gentle folds of my kurta's neckline. "Nayan," I whispered. He only tightened his grasp on my waist, his silence speaking volumes. The thought of revealing my knowledge of his love, the woman who had long held my husband's heart, felt suffocating. But I remained silent, savoring the warmth of our first tender touch, our first embrace, as I held him to his vulnerability.

After a fierce battle, he claimed my kingdom-and my fate. I am bound by duty to my people, but it is a duty that demands the greatest sacrifice. To save my kingdom, I must marry the man who conquered it. One bound by the crown, the other by my heart. When the king of Suryagarh attacked our kingdom, he did not just conquer our lands-he shattered countless lives. Thousands of widows, children left without fathers, and girls who were only beginning to understand the world. The loss was beyond words. And yet, to save them, I had no choice but to throw myself into the flames of my own sacrifice. I sent the king a marriage proposal through my father. My father was always against it and he must have hidden the truth about me from him. I don't know what he said, but I couldn't back down. I couldn't let my people suffer more. They needed me. Sitting before the holy fire, ready to take vows with my husband, not as a wife but as a mistress, I was shedding silent tears beneath my veil-not because of the sacrifice but because of the price I will pay for it. It all began with his words: "I always loved you. It was always you, never someone else." But the reality was different: "So you were always a manwhore?" "Yes, and you are my whore." And it ends with: "You promised to stay with me during this time. I am still waiting for you. Please... do not let me down." This is a story of a time when women were nothing but objects to be used and discarded, tied down to the bed by the chains of society and sweet taste. But the queen made sure none of them were deprived of their rights. Her legacy was one of hope, as she become the first queen to free courtesans from the shackles of slavery, granting them the freedom they deserve. She married the powerful king of Hind to save her kingdom, but in doing so, she never expected he would become the very reason to turn her life upside down. Mature content included!

This is my first ever book so there might be mistakes or it might be cringe to some idk. So don't hate please. Book 1 of "THE LOVE" series #1 in arranged marriage #1 in desilove #1 in grumpy #1 in indian romance #1 in romcom Indian romance For the ones who lost everyone but found herself ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Main lead : Aditya x Anya Side lead : Advit x Dhani Ansh x Tara

~•~ "I promise that i will not leave a single chance to turn your life into living hell You will beg in front of me but i will not stop. Mark my words, just the way you had broke my heart i will do it with double power." His hatred claded words reverberated in her ears. Her fingers curled on the silky cloth of his shirt. She stepped nearer and shook her head. "You can't! I love you, at least once listen to me!" "Don't utter those bloody words! It's just a misconception to fool people and Ritvik Kashyap will never be a fool again. Be ready, your life is gonna destroy." ~•~ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ :- Story will contain mature scenes! ~•~ #60. Under 2.35 m #1 in marriage-of-convenience #1 in indianstory #1 in arrogant #1 in maturethemes #1 in torment #2 in seduction #2 in intimate #2 in betrayal #2 in hatelove #4 in innocent #5 in handsome #6 in forced marriage ~•~

She aimed for Survival; he became the Bullet. Until fate became the battleground of hearts. They say love can heal, but what if it's the wounds are from Love that break you? Leher Roychowdhury loved once-and lost everything. Heartbroken and scared, she swore never to love again. But fate isn't done playing. Forced into a marriage by family debts and old promises, she's stuck with a man who's as guarded as she is vulnerable. Azaan Sarfaraz has a deadly aim on the shooting range and in life. His heart? Locked away behind layers of pain and heartbreak especially over the girl- Leher who betrayed him once and still haunts his every breath. When their worlds collide, sparks fly-and so do ghosts from their past. Love that's meant to heal might just be the fire that consumes them. In a game of heartbreak, only one thing is certain: No one leaves unscathed.

"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex. He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed. I nodded a little locking eyes with him fearfully. I witnessed a glimmer in his eyes and he removed his palm from my mouth slowly. I mustered up a little strength and asked nervously. "Kon hai aap aur yahan kya kar rhe hain," His eyes softened, looking deep into my eyes as if he could see through them as if he owned them. A strong wind surfaced, pulling away the fabric and revealing his face. It was him. My heartbeats raced wildly. He flickered his gaze to my lips for a few seconds, licked his lower lip a little with an unreadable emotion and peered back deeply into my eyes, delving into my soul. He replied in the raw, masculine and resonating voice I had heard months before. "Daksh naam hai hamara. Vivaah karne aaye hai aapse," *** I could not believe my eyes that he was standing right in front of me. The day I walked away from him, with a swarm of butterflies in the depths of my guts and belly, I never considered the possibility of crossing our paths again. I never thought we would get another chance in this life. Was it a wise decision of me to run away back then like that? The moments we shared back then flashed back into my memory. I started wondering if this was a coincidence or if he purposely located me. *** This is the love story of Daksh Pratap Rathore and Radhika Maan Singh. Storyline occurs in early years of 21st century(2001). A love saga bridging the gap between a city-born man and a village-raised girl. They are soulmates longing for love and solace from each other in different parameters. Let us dive into their journey of togetherness, and internal conflicts and see if and how they find solace with each other. First 2 chapters can be descriptive but I'm sure you'll like the story further.

Married in the mothers' wombs, this is a story of two individuals and how they overcome the many obstacles life throws at them in a traditional backward country. The next king and his first wife. This is unlike any other classic Indian romance I have ever been across. A lot of interesting things occur in the life of a modern prince and his simplistic wife. A radical prince who wants to break all the norms of society and a simple princess who just wants a normal palace life. Can they survive the world when evil is brewing right in their family? Many attempts to break those two apart by the very woman who got them together and his second marriage put their relationship to a damper but can they manage to stay together?