"Sometimes love doesn't end because two people stop loving each other. It ends because they stop trusting each other. Five years later, fate asks only one question... if you knew the whole truth, would you choose differently? " A broken engagement. A hidden pregnancy. Five years of silence. A reunion neither of them was ready for. She left India carrying more than a shattered heart. He stayed behind believing she had chosen ambition over love. Five years later... One international collaboration brings her back. One office door opens. And standing on the other side... ...is the man she once promised forever. He doesn't know the cheerful little girl holding her hand is his daughter. She'll do anything to keep that secret buried. But fate has never cared for secrets. When his family's announcement of a new engagement floods every news channel, she decides to stay quite. His fiancée. His former fiancée. Him And a five-year-old child. Standing between them. One glance. One resemblance. One truth that can no longer stay hidden. Some goodbyes were never meant to be final. Some families are written by destiny... even after they are torn apart. This time, the question isn't whether they still love each other. It's whether love can survive five years of regret... and the truth they left behind. Contemporary Romance | Second Chance | Corporate Drama | Family Saga | Emotional Slow Burn

Tropes Forced Arranged marriage Enemies to lovers Banter Billionaire North Indian X South Indian Best friend's brother Sassy heroine Smut Hridhaya always knew Karthick was bad for her blood pressure-grumpy, arrogant, and permanently stuck in rage mode. But when their families drop the ultimate MARRIAGE bomb and decide they should get married, she realizes she's officially living in her worst nightmare. HRIDHAYA: Marrying Karthick worser than to: ❌ Be buried under a mountain of cockroaches. ❌ Watch a three-hour TV serial in slow motion (with dramatic zoom-ins on everyone's shocked face). ❌ That's worse than being trapped in an elevator with a nosy auntie. ❌Worser than eating soggy panipuri all my life But no. Instead of living my peaceful, Karthick-free life, I'm now stuck in a wedding I never signed up for-with him, Mr Always Angry, cactus Karthick. The man who argues with me like it's his full-time job.This isn't a wedding. This is a hostage situation. KARTHICK: If someone had told me I'd be married to Hridhaya, I would have laughed in their face. Or screamed. Or maybe jumped into a crocodile-infested river-less painful than this. I hate her Because marrying Hridhaya? ❌ Using a blunt razor on the face and ending up with battle scars. ❌ Worse than being stuck in a never-ending WhatsApp family group. ❌ Worse than getting stuck in traffic right before reaching home when you really need to pee. She's bossy, loud, and has an answer for everything. And now? She's my wife.This is not a marriage. This is a lifetime sentence. The Real Problem? Between petty sabotage, accidental attraction, and a wedding they never asked for, their battle isn't just about avoiding marriage anymore-it's about surviving it. Because the more they fight, the closer they get... and the closer they get, the more dangerous this game becomes. Brace yourselves. This isn't just a wedding. It's an all out war.

𝑨𝒏𝒚𝒂 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂 ୨ৎ 𝑨𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒚𝒂 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒂 🎀 𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗨𝗡𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 ──୨ৎ────────୨ৎ────────୨ৎ── 𝘚𝘕𝘌𝘈𝘒 𝘗𝘌𝘌𝘒 Suddenly, I felt a wave of hot shame rush to my face. My cheeks burned. I was officially tied to this man, this handsome stranger standing right in front of me, and yet I still didn't know who he was. I knew I had to ask. I forced myself to speak, even though my heart was pounding. "Excuse me," I said softly. He turned toward me, waiting for me to continue. I couldn't look him in the eye. I kept my gaze fixed on the shiny marble floor, my head bowed in total embarrassment. "What is your name?" I finally managed to say. My voice was so quiet I could barely hear it myself. The silence that followed was agonizing. It felt like an eternity. I was sure he was judging me. What kind of wife doesn't even know her husband's name? I thought, feeling more humiliated by the second. Then, I heard a low, deep chuckle. It wasn't a mean laugh; he sounded genuinely amused. When he finally spoke, his voice was smooth and calm. "Agastya. Agastya Singhania, Anya." ──୨ৎ────────୨ৎ────────୨ৎ── Copyright © 2025 Our Unwilling Alliance All rights reserved

STOP RIGHT THERE Mrs Priya Ekaansh Raghuvanshi, a shiver ran down her spine listening his dangerous voice she gulp and tightly close her eyes,she was clutching her saree in her hands that her life depend on it. When she stop at her place but didn't turn then he marched towards her with long strides , he holds her wrist in his tight grip without hurting her he pull her towards him that she collided with his chest she put her one hand on his chest so that she didn't fall. She open her eyes immediately because of his sudden pull,her brown doe like eyes meet with his black and dark eyes which is showing nothing but anger and hurt. But she was not able to maintain an eye contact with him so she immediately look down on her hand which was on his chest. Why the hell are you ignoring me since evening Mrs Raghuvanshi care to explain??he asked with irritating and slight anger in his voice. But she didn't said anything,she was Just looking down,she bite her lower lip in nervousness and his close proximity isn't helping at all. When he didn't get any answer from her he hold her shoulder and yelled at her ANSWER ME DAMMIT. Ji.....ji...wohh....main...she said stammering tears fall from her eyes.because it's her first time seeing his anger. when an innocent and shy girl is arranged into marriage with cold and top most sexiest businesses tycoon. "It is typical arrange marriage without any enemy it's just normal marriage life". let's see how love is going to bloom in both of their hearts. Let's see if he is cold with her also or not??? #6- family #1- Hindi #1-india #14- arrange marriage #10-love life #4- cute romance #3- wife

In which an eighteen-year-old succumbs to an older man . . . "I can't resist him, even though I tried. Call me weak, pathetic, my ears are deaf except if it's his voice they're listening to. Because no matter what, just one touch and I'm at his mercy."

*sequel of Mercy* After the tragic 'break-up' that has taken place between Athena and Vincenzo, she went to college to busy herself and distract her from the heartache he caused. It's now a year and a half later, and Athena has returned home for the holidays. She has matured in many ways and promised herself never to be naïve again, to never let someone in her heart that easily. She swore to never succumb to anyone - especially if that someone is named Vincenzo. But as soon as she lays her eyes back on Vincenzo, all that she has promised herself flies out of her mind. She starts doubting all her promises because she knows that she won't be able to resist his charms. And deep down she wonders if she really has moved on from him.

•~ 18+ dark Indian romance ~• "I hate you rudra." I whisper harshly as tears brim my eyes. I look at his face, his emotionless and stone face. "I will never love you." "I don't give a fuck if you love me or hate me." He says harshly, his hold on my wrists tightening above my head. I should do something, I should kick and scream but I do nothing. "You are mine. My wife, my thing. If I see another man touching you again I'll kill him and make you watch. Understood?" His eyes cold and jaw hard as if he is holding himself back. "Fuck you." I spit in anger. He gives me his smirk, his evil smirk. "Now you are truly fucked, sunshine." ****** 21 years old Naina Khurana was thrown into a marriage with the most emotionless and cold hearted man, Rudra Oberoi. She found herself marrying her sister's fiance when her sister ran off on the day of her wedding. Rudra oberoi is seven years older than her, he is as cold as ice, everything he does is calculated and he gets what he wants no matter who gets hurt. He is one of the most notorious businessmen of the country, he has many underground businesses which goes against every single one of naina's moral. How will they survive this marriage ? The real question is will they survive this marriage? Read to know more. Some warnings ⚠️ - detailed 18+ content (language and scenes) - will get dark at some points - MMC is rude, mean, dominating and very controlling in the beginning. (He will have a character development) - age gap - forced marriage

•UNDER EDITING• Abhimanyu Chowdhary-A mysterious 28 years old man. CEO of Chowdary group of companies. He has looks that every girl craves and go crazy. Rude, arrogant, cold-hearted man and a man of fewer words. He is broken right from his birth which made him like a king of darkness. Sitaara Dev Shetty- A 24 years old beauty with a brain. She has a beautiful smile that can make others feel serene just by looking at her smiling face. An epitome of beauty full of innocence and bubbliness. She has a past no one knew except her best friends and her brother. He is a miserable soul, She came as light into his dark world and became his reason to live. She is a shattered soul, He came into her life to mend her broken pieces. She became his drug for all his panic, anxiety and anger whilst he became her medicine to survive. They both came into each other's life's unexpectedly and everything turned into the best. They both became remedies to each other's pain. Without knowing to themselves they made a special place in each other's hearts. Their love for each other roared louder than their demons. They were a thunderstorm that brought sunshine into each other's lives. When you can't look on the bright side I will sit with you in dark and show you the brightest side - Sitaara And you are the moon, most beautiful in my darkness - Abhimanyu. So, guys let's peek into their story of mending each other's hearts, completing each other's happiness and becoming each other's home. It's a twisted story with betrayal, dark secrets, painful past. ****************************************** Zillions of grammatical mistakes, contain strong language and a few matured contents, read at your own risk!! Pictures used in the story are only for better imagination to make readers comfortable and are copied from Google or Pinterest.

🥇 #1 in Wattpad 🥇 #1 in WattpadIndia 🥇 #1 in WattpadRomance 🥇 #1 in WattpadFiction 🥇#1 in WattpadFanFiction 🥇 #1 in FirstStory 🥇#1 in Firstloves 🥇#1 in Wedding 🥇 And so many more rankings that still feel unreal to me! (13.06.2026) On the day of his wedding, Dhruv Malhotra was left at the altar. Humiliated. Betrayed. Enraged. And somehow, Riya ended up paying the price. Now trapped in a marriage neither of them wanted, Riya becomes the target of a man who looks at her like she ruined his life. Dhruv hates her. Riya fears him. But behind closed doors, hatred slowly begins to blur into something far more dangerous. Because in a marriage built on revenge... someone is bound to fall first.

𓆩♡𓆪 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 "𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞" 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ✧ 𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ✧ 𓆩✦𓆪 ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏɴᴇ 𓆩✦𓆪 ━━━━━━━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━━━━━━━ 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆, 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆... Two business partners. One unspoken bond. 𝒜 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝒶𝑔𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃𝓎. 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑹𝒂𝒋𝒑𝒖𝒕 - the ever-smiling, golden-hearted boy who saw the world in her eyes. 𝑹𝒖𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒌𝒂 𝑹𝒂𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 - the quiet storm, hiding scars behind a poised smile. Their grandfathers' friendship planted the seed of a future neither of them imagined would arrive so soon. When their families decide to tie them in a sacred bond, Devansh's heart blooms with love... But Ruhanika? She's happy too-yet haunted by her past, afraid her broken pieces might never fit into his warmth. Will she finally let herself be loved? Or will the ghosts of yesterday pull them apart? ❝ 𝐀 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝... 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭? ❞ But love isn't just about sunshine and soft smiles. It's about patience, when silence becomes her only language... It's about trust, when shadows of her past come knocking at their door. For every tear she hides, He brings a touch of warmth, For every doubt she carries, He offers faith-not in destiny, but in them. They were written in stars long ago... But will the ink of their past blur the pages of their forever ??