An old school Indian romance story in which the groom's father (45) , a widower, marries the bride (25) to save her dignity and her family's honour, when the groom runs away on the wedding day. What begins as duty turns to care, desire and slowly love between them as they accept each other as husband and wife. Read and be a part of their journey... ❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥 No forced proximity | No non-consensual romance | No toxic relationship Translations are available for the Hindi dialogues ! PREVIOUS RANKINGS : #2 in India #1 in arrangemarriage #1 in accidentalmarriage #1 in rural #1 in soft #1 in silentlove #1 in duty #1 in acceptance #1 in intimate 🔥🔥🔥

The story revolves around the year 1990. Madhu Gupta, 20 years old girl married to a simple man from a village. Ravi Aggarwal 27, isn't rich. He doesn't have a flashy car or a luxurious house. But he has something money can't buy -- honesty, warmth, and a heart that's all his own. Madhu comes from a world of comfort, expectations, and rules. But life has a way of turning the page when you least expect it. Can a girl from a good family survive, adapt, and maybe even love the simplicity she never imagined? A story of love, courage, and the twists life throws when you least expect them.

I'm standing in my wedding lenhga Looking at the Barat on my door. Agasthya is smiling looking at his family, who are dancing crazily. our family is happy with this marriage and We both agree to marry for shake of them. however deep down my heart is ponding. so many thoughts are running in my mind. Hello my dear friend! It's been a long, Saumya,Once my friend and now my rivals said smirking at me which broke my chain of thoughts. I don't remember I have invited you; I spoke in annoyance, turning my gaze back to the entrance. Of course you didn't but how can I miss your wedding, when you are stepping into your destruction, she said smirking and I snapped at her. Frown is visible on my forehead. Did you know that your soon to be husband, Agasthya! Suppose to be marrying me? Saumya asked. My eyes got widen hearing her words. She scoffed seeing my reaction. You didn't, Then I'm sure you have known that he has someone else in his heart!? She said smiling and I stared at her with welling eyes. He is marrying you just for his family. you are nothing but just a decoration to him, which he elegantly shows to the world. Those words are enough to get chill on my spine, tears roll down my cheeks and my legs weakned. You might be daughter in law of Surywanshi's but you will never be his wife. You might be sharing his bed, but you never have his heart. He will never love you, Aarya! Never! She said clenching my jaw. I slumped onto floor hearing her words. My breaths get uneven, and I can't breathe. Aarya! You are taking which is not belong to you and I will make sure you never get happy with it! Never! She said and walked away. Will Aarya able to get love and happiness from this marriage? will Agasthya ever able to accept Aarya as his destiny? let's find out all this together my my curious fellas...

Sravani, a kind-hearted girl, marries Karthikeya to fulfill her parents' wishes, even after he rejects her. Despite his cold and distant behavior after the wedding, she remains patient, hoping for his love. Will her unwavering patience and commitment break through Karthikeya's walls, or will their marriage be torn apart by misunderstandings? Dive into *"HIS FOREVER: ENDLESS LOVE"* to discover if their hearts will ever connect or if the distance between them will be too much to overcome.

She was sunshine wrapped in chaos... A childish, innocent, family-loving girl everyone knew as Arohi, a 22-year-old bundle of mischief who could turn a quiet house into laughter within seconds. For her family, she was soft, playful, and hopelessly adorable. But beyond the borders of India... she was a nightmare whispered in fear. The ruthless, unseen Mafia Queen... a legend called Karma. A name that made underworld empires tremble. Beautiful. Deadly. Unpredictable. She returns to India for her brother's wedding, leaving behind blood-soaked secrets she thought she had buried. But fate has other plans. Because in the same city rules Rudra Singh Shekhawat- 28 years old. Cold as winter. Merciless as death. A feared mafia lord known as Black Shadow. The world sees a billionaire business tycoon, the richest and most untouchable man alive... The underworld sees a devil in a tailored suit. And he has only one obsession- Finding and destroying the mysterious enemy who has challenged him for years... Karma. He hates her. He hunts her. He swears to ruin her. But what happens... when the girl he is searching for is the same chaotic beauty who keeps crashing into his life? The same girl who steals his calm... and threatens his darkness? One hides behind innocence. One hides behind cruelty. Both carry crowns made of blood. When the Mafia Queen and the Black Shadow collide- Will it become a war? A deadly game of betrayal? Or a love so dangerous it could burn kingdoms? Two empires. Two monsters. One collision. And when secrets unravel... Only one question remains- Will they destroy each other... or rule the world together? In a world where love wears bullets and loyalty tastes like betrayal... their story begins. 🔥🖤

She was the bride and then she become a wife . The perfect life, the perfect family, the perfect wedding, the perfect partner. But things changed and she became the widow the very next moment in the same place she became a wife, a bride. She is cursed, she is widow. Nobody will take her or????? All copyright reserve to me. so dont think of copying my work. story contain mature themes. # 1 in REPLACED ON -12/09/25 #4 IN SOUTH INDIAN ON -12/09/25 # 17 IN SECOND MARRIAGE ON -12/09/25

_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. THIS STORY IS WRITTEN WITH THE HELP OF "AI",BUT STORY LINE IS MY OWN. Please read whole story.male lead have a really good character development This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!

Dark romance|18+ | after chapter 24, available on stck She was raised to obey. He was trained to command. At twenty-one, she has lived her entire life quietly-studying in a government college, lowering her eyes, learning early that silence keeps the peace. When her family arranges her marriage, no one asks what she wants. They never have. At thirty-one, he is an Army Major with an unyielding reputation. Disciplined. Cold. Uninterested in marriage. He agrees only to satisfy his family-expecting a demanding bride, tears, tantrums, resistance. What he gets is a girl who doesn't argue. Doesn't complain. Doesn't rebel. Her obedience unsettles him more than defiance ever could. "You will sleep in my room from tonight," he said-already turning away, as if her fear was irrelevant. In a household where expectations are brutal and love is conditional, she is tested at every step. Mistaken for weakness. Pushed further into silence. And as she fades into the background, something dangerous begins to shift between them. Because he was never taught how to be gentle. And she was never taught how to say no.

𝔅𝔯𝔬𝔨𝔢𝔫 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 #1 𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒 ═════ ✥.❖.✥ ═════ Shivanya Gupta is a woman who wears her heart on her sleeve. Always going above and beyond to help others, she loves deeply and selflessly. However, she was unaware that her kindness had drawn the wrong kind of attention until Shariq Raichand kidnaps her, shattering her world. Lost in despair, Shivanya nearly gives up hope-until her boss, Vihaan Rajput, steps in as her unexpected savior, pulling her from the clutches of a traumatic future. But when Vihaan returns her to her family, she discovers a chaotic mess waiting for her at home. In a surprising move, Vihaan offers to marry her to protect her honor. But will this marriage be born out of pity, or could it blossom into something more - something real? ═════ ✥.❖.✥ ═════ 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝐸𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ 🎀 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 🔞⚠️ This book contains mature content intended for readers aged 18 and above. Reader discretion is advised.