Mishti Mishti is a girl who never knew love. Her father cursed her with the title of a bad omen when her mother died giving birth to her. She silently endures the cruelty of a stepmother who never shows her any affection. Her only dream, her only passion - dance - was crushed the day she was forced into marriage with a man twice her age. For two years, she suffered his abuse until fate took him away in an accident. But instead of freedom, she faced blame. Her in-laws threw her out, treating her like she was nothing. Her soul carries scars that run too deep to fade. Her eyes bear the burden of countless betrayals. Yet, even after losing everything, she still searches for light - for a love that could heal her broken heart. Prithvi Dev Thakur Prithvi Dev Thakur is a man who rules with absolute power - the most feared and respected figure in Rajasthan. He is ruthless in his ways, intolerant of lies, and possesses unshakable discipline. His hands have built an empire, but they also carry the weight of his darkest secret - the day he killed his own father. It is a truth he never speaks of. Behind his cold, perfect mask lies a lonely soul burdened by guilt and unfulfilled longing. He has never disrespected women but has also never allowed one to come close enough to touch his heart. Prithvi is a perfectionist, a protector, but secretly... just a man yearning for love, peace, and escape from the darkness that consumes him. Two Broken Souls, One Fate Destiny brings them together - two wounded hearts seeking comfort in one another. Mishti sees the man behind the mask, the pain behind his power, and offers him a love he never believed he deserved. In return, Prithvi gives her the strength to stand tall, fight back, and dream once more. She mends his wounds while he becomes her shield. But will love be enough to survive in a world that only knows how to break them? Or will their pasts return to inflict cruelty once again?

(Book 1 of "Never Alone" series) "Love? huh! who will love a girl like me. I have always walked alone " thought Sarakshi watching the lovey-dovey couples in park. "Love? are you asking me if I love someone? I've already done this mistake once dad, don't expect me to fall in love with someone again. I don't want anyone I can walk alone like I'm doing know, I have you guys and most importantly I DON'T BELIEVE IN LOVE" said Rashvik furiously to his dad. "dadda why you angry" asked the little boy with tears in his eyes. What will happen when this two are forced to marry each other, will they be happy will they give this relationship a chance? will they ever fall in Love? Tropes: Arranged marriage CEO X CEO Grumpy X introvert Second marriage Single father Past traumas She fell first he fell harder ~YOU NEVER WALK ALONE~ HOPE YOU LIKE THE STORY THANK YOU Insta I'd- @lyr__ish The initial chapters are short and are not completely edited and there's a lot of mistakes. So please ignore it. But as you'll proceed, the chapters are longer and are written in a bit better way! [English is not my first language]

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 ' 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 & 𝐄𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬' 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 In a world that screams, I stand in despair, My voice drowned out, lost in the air. Chains of tradition tighten each day, I long to escape, but I'm forced to stay. Each breath I take feels heavy and torn, Every mistake a scar I've worn. I crave a sky where I can be free, Away from the walls that imprison me. For now, I sit with my heart in pain, Silent, yet screaming, again and again. Though shattered, a spark in me still survives, Dreaming of freedom where my soul can rise.

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐄𝐍𝐃. 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚 - a single Mom of Vani Sharma who had a birth defect which gave her paralysis since she was born. 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭 - a single Dad of Ved Singh Shekhawat who was born normal. But what if both knew each other before being parents? How will their life turn when they meet each other? How will they react when they will know that someone they once loved has a kid? 𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐀 𝐗 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐘𝐀 ***************************** This book has many triggering topics and scenes, please read at your own risk. ⋆⋅✧.⊹ Tropes ⊹.✧⋅⋆ • Single Mom x Single Dad • Soft & dark romance • CA x Math's Teacher • Rich (fl) x Middle class (ml) • Wheelchair daughter • Dark side of the Society • De@th • Triggering topics • Family drama • Cuteness overload- To know more, stay tuned.

Book 1 of Series Phool, a 17 year old girl whose brown eyes were filled with fear. On whose 5 feet tall, flawless milky body, she was wearing an orange colored Rajasthani Ghaghra Choli. It looked even more beautiful on her well-shaped and beautiful body. Her lips were light pink in color. Her light brown hair was long and thick. Which was braided in a long braid. She had small silver earrings in her ears and wore a nose pin. Her figure was well-shaped and had a milky complexion. Looking at her, it seemed as if she was a princess or an Apsara. And God had carved her with his own hands and sent her to earth. But perhaps God had forgotten to write her fate. She was a maid. _________________ She burnt Phool's hand and threw the iron away and holding Phool's jaw said angrily, "You will play tricks with me. Did you think that I will leave you just like that after burning my saree? I am only giving you a small reward for this mistake of mine. If you go to my in-laws house and make any mistake or even raise your eyes towards my Krit ji, I will burn this beautiful face of yours with acid. Kriti Thakur sa is only mine. He is only mine." _____________________ Kritvirya, The prince of Jodhpur and the future Hukum Sa is 32 years old. He is 6' 6" tall and has black eyes.He Is Handsome and most eligible bachelor of Rajasthan. He loves his only son the most in his life. _______________ His father said to him angrily, "The one you want to make your queen is a maid in this palace. "I can burn thousands of such palaces to make Phool my queen." Krit said without any fear.

Set in the 1980s, in a village where traditions hold more power than dreams. Tara-a young woman trapped by societal expectations, burdened by rejection, and scarred by loss. With nowhere left to turn, she finds herself at the edge of despair, questioning if there's anything left to fight for. Then there's Dhruv-a man who refuses to accept the world's injustices as fate. Practical yet defiant, he challenges the very beliefs that have kept Tara caged. When their paths collide on a fateful night, neither of them realizes that this meeting will change their lives forever. This is their story-a tale of love, defiance, and the struggle to break free from a society that refuses to change. But in a world where rules are set in stone, can love truly rewrite destiny? ☆ Warning - This story explores themes that may be sensitive or uncomfortable for some readers. It is entirely fictional and based on my imagination. Given its setting in the 1980s, in a rural village, certain events may reflect harsh societal realities. Reader discretion is advised.

Aahana Rathore stood in the mirror, her hand gently resting on the small swell of her belly. Three months pregnant, twenty-seven years old, and until a month ago, completely invisible to the world that ran in her blood - the royal house of Rajasthan. She adjusted the border of her pastel saree, the elegance of her posture a far cry from the childhood that tried to erase her identity.

Complete ✅ Y/N and Taehyung's marriage was arranged, a union born out of tradition rather than love. Initially strangers navigating the unfamiliar waters of marriage, they find themselves clashing more often than not. But as life's unpredictable currents push them together, their hearts begin to beat in sync. Just when they start to build a fragile bridge of understanding and love, a sudden accident throws their world into chaos. With Y/N's life hanging by a thread, Taehyung is faced with his deepest fears and regrets. Can their burgeoning love survive this trial, or will it crumble under the weight of uncertainty and pain? Journey with Y/N and Taehyung through a whirlwind of emotions, misunderstandings, and heartfelt moments as they discover what it truly means to love and be loved. Warning: This story contains themes of emotional distress, accidents, and medical situations that may be triggering for some readers. Reader discretion is advised. Copyright: © 2024 Innocentffs. All rights reserved. No part of this story may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the author. Started on: Oct 7, 2023 Completed: Nov 17, 2024 1k likes on July 1, 2024

"you are just a replacement, don't except anything from me" he said "agreed" she said not even bothering him with a glance "you will be my wife in name but we won't have any relationship between us" "agreed" "and.......i love my first wife Suhani" she looked at him with a mixed expression Yuhaan Farhan Khan, sole ruler of Sultanate was forced to marry princess Sarika. but on the day of marriage, she ran away with her lover leaving the two kingdoms in trouble and chaos. Daarika, a fierce warrior who was the general of Hind kingdom ......an illagimate daughter of King Chandra Shekhar was forced to marry Yuhaan in the place of Sarika. as a fierce warrior of herself who was knows as heartless.........will she fall in love with Yuhaan??? what happens if he have a wife already??? Started: 30/07/2023 Ended: 3rd in #cruse on 23/10/2023 3rd in # fearlessprincess on 23/10/2023 1st in #cruse on 14/12/2023 2nd in #replacement on 3/01/2024 1st in #fearlessprincess on 3/01/2024

"𝑱𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊 𝒉𝒊 𝒔𝒂𝒉𝒊, 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒅𝒊 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒂𝒂𝒑𝒔𝒆, 𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏, 𝑨𝒖𝒓 𝒏𝒊𝒃𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒈𝒊." ⋆.˚✮🎧✮˚.⋆ You can run away from a normal man- but can you run from the owner? The lunatic. The public threat of Uttar Pradesh. She returned to her home town with a hope to have peace- But she was handed straight to the devil. Hate and annoyance planted the seed- of obsession, of control, over a girl who had never been allowed to heal. A marriage she never asked for. A life she wasn't ready for. But now that it's hers- will she run from it? Or turn it around, on her own terms? ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐ MATURE CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION © All Rights Reserved