Arnav faces off against his sworn rival, who is also his cousin, to shield the woman he loves from a dangerous obsession.

Mumbai never waited for anyone. It roared, breathed, and swallowed people whole-dreamers, fighters, the broken and the brave. And on a humid July morning, as the city woke up to honking cars and hurried lives, Khushi Kumari Gupta stepped into it with a past heavier than her suitcase and a heart trained to survive quietly. Mumbai University's stone gates loomed in front of her-ancient, intimidating, and full of promises she wasn't sure she deserved. Two years, she reminded herself. Just two years of being normal. No bodyguards. No spotlight. No Arnav Singh Raizada. She adjusted the strap of her bag and exhaled slowly. "Masters in Psychology," she murmured, more to steady herself than to state a fact. Psychology-because she had spent her entire life understanding pain without anyone teaching her how.

Nainital beckons them once again. But this time, Khushi and Arnav return not as adversaries tangled in fate, but as husband and wife bound by a marriage neither truly chose. Yet away from Shantivan, where suspicion, duty and old wounds cannot immediately reach them, Arnav and Khushi are forced to confront the one thing neither hatred nor pride could destroy: their need for each other. Mature chapters will arrive with a disclaimer.

"Khushi, damn the contract! I can't live without you. I want to make you Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada forever." Now he'll bring her back - not as a contract wife, but as his wife in front of the whole world. This is an arshi short story but not written by me.The original writer of this beautiful story is crazy fan.The story is available on Indian Forums which I am finding inconvenient to read. I am creating a Wattpad version so that all of us can read this beautiful story

Some love stories begin with attraction. Some with fate. And some-with resistance. This is not a story about love that arrives easily. It is about love that waits, learns, and chooses. Set between the old warmth of roots and the vast unfamiliarity of London, this is the journey of Arnav Singh Raizada and Khushi Kumari Gupta-two strong individuals shaped by ambition, scars, and self-respect. They collide, misunderstand, pull away, and grow apart before they learn how to grow together. This story is not about possession. It is about partnership. Not about intensity that burns fast-but connection that endures. Because some love stories are not about finding each other once. They are about choosing each other-again and again. Yeh pyaar sirf milne ka nahi tha... yeh ek safar tha.

♡ Akshara Anand x Sanjay Singhania ♡ He stole her first kiss 💋 So, she stole his only heart ❤️ Akshara Anand never believed in drama outside of movies - until she stepped into her new college in Mumbai. Innocent and bubbly, she just wanted to focus on her internship and studies... But then he happened. Sanjay Singhania - the name that makes everyone shiver. Ruthless. Obsessive. Dangerous. A final-year student with more power than the entire college combined... and a billionaire feared by many. From the very first day, Akshara finds herself trapped in his world - a world she pretends not to recognize too well. He's ready to own her, even if she hates him for it. "From now on, you're mine. No one will touch you, claim you, or even look at you - because you're mine." But behind Sanjay's cold heart are secrets and storms that could destroy them both. And behind Akshara's innocent eyes... lies something even darker. 💔 Enemies to lovers 🔥 College romance with dark twists ⚡ Obsession. Power. Secrets. 💣 Bully x Innocent - or maybe not so innocent? #1 in bullytolover on 03/11/2025. #1 in collegestories on 09/11/2025. #1 in collegeromance on 17/12/2025. #1 in enemiestolovers on 18/12/2025. #1 in billionaire on 20/12/2025.

She thought he hated her. He thought she was everything he despised. Then the flood came... and washed away every last thread of hatred. ---- This isn't a story about falling in love. It's a story about staying alive. About two people who couldn't stand each other, yet fought against the raging waters, hunger, fear, and exhaustion to make sure the other made it through another day. Sometimes, the greatest act of love isn't love at all. Sometimes, it's survival.

> ❝ Time didn't rewind for the world. It rewound for her. And this time... he wouldn't waste a single second staying clothed. ❞ - Arnav Singh Raizada, Version 2.0 > ❝ Devi Maiya, was it really necessary to drop him on my bed? ...Naked? ❞ - Khushi Kumari Gupta, very confused but very interested He died. Well, almost. A car crash, some divine drama, and a very flirty grandfather later... Arnav Singh Raizada wakes up in the past-just days before Khushi dared to test his DNA behind his back. This time? He remembers everything. Sheetal's manipulations. Nani and Anjali's brainwashed loyalty. Aarav's staged drama. And most of all-the tears Khushi shed while he blamed her. So what does Arnav do? ✅ Time-travel? ✔️ ✅ Save Khushi? ✔️ ✅ Destroy Sheetal? ✔️ ✅ Get naked a lot more often? Hell. Yes. From accidentally glitching into Khushi's bed, to seducing her mid-aarti, to watching his Nana roast Sheetal like a Sunday chicken-Arnav's second chance at love is bold, wild, and deliciously unfiltered. There's drama. There's divine interference. There's also a goat named Laxmi who witnesses way too much. This isn't a love story. It's a revenge-glitch-romance with moans, makeouts, and maa ke aashirwad. Welcome to the boldest comedy IPKKND never aired.

In the suffocating grip of legacy and family honor, where every refusal is crushed beneath tears, oaths, and the weight of generations, a man is forced into a marriage he never wanted. Doubt coils beneath his silence-until the wedding day itself becomes the first fracture. The bride vanishes like a shadow at dawn, leaving behind a shattered family and a single letter that peels back the skin of every carefully maintained illusion and exposes the rot underneath. Scandal erupts. Two families teeter on the edge of public humiliation. To smother the flames before they consume everything, another woman is dragged into the sacred fire-a desperate, unwilling replacement in a ceremony soaked in humiliation and necessity. What was meant to end the storm only drags them deeper into its eye. Whispers slither through the halls. Old ghosts return wearing familiar smiles and sharper claws, spinning a web of schemes that tightens with every passing hour. Trust becomes a dangerous liability. Every glance hides a blade. Every secret that surfaces demands blood. As the past claws its way back with calculated vengeance and the line between love and survival blurs into nothing, the fragile bond born of coercion threatens to snap-taking everyone down with it. Can anything real rise from the betrayal sown in lies and forced vows? Or will the shadows finally devour what little light remains? 'His Forced Bride' - a chilling tale of emotional blackmail, resurfacing betrayals, and the deadly game of hearts where one wrong move could burn them all to the ground.

In a world where billion-dollar empires are built on silk and destroyed by secrets, every alliance has a price-and every throne demands a sacrifice.