Devarsh Singh Rajawat stood at the pinnacle of the business world, a titan known for his ruthlessness and cold demeanor. The corridors of his vast empire whispered tales of his cutthroat deals and merciless strategies, earning him respect laced with fear. Devarsh's sharp eyes and impenetrable exterior masked a singular, unyielding obsession, Vaishnavi Mathur. Vaishnavi, a classical dancer and college student, was the light that contrasted sharply with Devarsh's darkness. She embodied kindness, caring for her aging grandparents with unwavering devotion. Her beauty was undeniable, but it was her spirit that truly captivated those around her. Unbeknownst to her, she had become the center of Devarsh's world, a fixation that bordered on madness. Devarsh's love for Vaishnavi was a consuming fire.

•𝐌𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐘• "यदा त्वं मम दृष्टे तदा कालो न हन्यते। जन्मान्तरे च त्वया सह अहं तिष्ठामि नित्यदा॥" 【𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐦𝐞. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮.】 In the divine timeline of the Satya Yuga stood a kingdom that was once revered for its righteousness, harmony, and unshaken dharma. But now, its glory is buried due to a curse. A curse that is waiting for the divine power, that resides in a different timeline. When time and fate tried to bound love, the devotion was carried across eras by the warrior, who denied to bow down to prophecy. Read the story to know what happens when the cursed prince of the Satya Yuga, bound by duty and destiny, travels to the Kali Yuga to find his soulmate. Will he be able to break the curse or get lost in the wheel of time? Will he be able to survive in the era of moral decay? Or will he kneel before the evil forces of the Kali Yuga?

♡ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦-𝐂𝐨𝐦 His heart skipped a beat as she stepped forward and placed a soft peck on his cheeks, his ears turned deep red. 'Did you like it babygirl?' his heart started racing speedily as she asked, he lowered his gaze and bit his lips due to nervousness. A sly smirk crept on her lips, she held his chin and his lifted his face, her grip gentle yet firm,'Speak sweetheart' she said, her voice soft yet commanding. He, slowly lifted his gaze, his hands fidgeting, 'Ye..Yes..' a faint voice could only escape from his throat, she chuckled looking at him. 'Aww my babygirl is getting shy shy' she teases him making him blush harder, he buried his face in his palms due to shyness. ______________________________________________________________________________________ S-sh-shadi? kiski shadi? Bhindi aur baingan ki.! Hein? Par wo to sabji h na? I'm talking about our marriage Mr. Malhotra ______________________________________________________________________________________ "Love? She's my devotion and I'm devoted to her"- Akshit Malhotra "Lust? I won't even touch him for the rest of my life if he refuses" - Shivika Sah Jab ishq ibadat ban jaye tab man mandir ban jata hai aur pyar amar ho jata hai. A sweet love story of Akshit and Shivika, where love turns into pure devotion. ___________________________________________ ___________________________________________ ★ 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 ★ •𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐱 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 •𝐀𝐠𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐩 •𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 •𝐁𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐥 𝐱 𝐒𝐡𝐲 𝐦𝐥 •𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐱 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜 •𝐆𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐤𝐢 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐢 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐢 𝐱 𝐆𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐤𝐚 𝐞𝐤𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐚 •𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐱 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 •𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢

SLOW UPDATES A marriage born out of chaos, A bond neither of them expected. An incident unknowingly ties them together. GARV RATHORE, the ideal son of the prestigious Rathore family and a devoted single father. Strong, reserved, and fiercely protective, he has built walls around his heart, choosing duty over desire. Love was never part of his plans until fate had other ideas. ISHANI CHAUHAN, the eldest daughter of the influential CHAUHAN family. Bold, Independent, and a force of nature, she has spent her life striving for family's love yet always misunderstood. Marriage was never supposed to be her battle, yet she finds herself tied to a man who was never meant to be hers. As Ishani steps into a life she never imagined, she finds herself drawn not just to the man she married, but also to the little girl Ruhi who steals her heart. In a story of unexpected connections, slow-burning emotions, and a love that defies all logic, will Garv and Ishani find their way to each other... or will the past keep them apart?

My Husband, My Tormentor I never imagined my life would take such a sharp turn. Everything seemed to be going well-I had escaped from my past to start fresh in a new country, a new city. But he ruined those plans. His entry into my life was unexpected-maybe even unwanted. I agreed to marry him, foolishly thinking he would tire of me and set me free, that I'd slip back into the life I'd dreamed of. But he flipped my world, locked every door, and cut off every path. Now, there's no way out. Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. Nowhere to go but back to him. Still, I cling to a sliver of hope. can I escape from him? Can I... or can't I? | | Mature content 18+| |

an Indian desi story in which the girl has to marry her prospective father-in-law , a widower, to save her dignity and her family's honour, when her 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❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥 RANKINGS : #2 in India on 24/12/25 #1 in arrangemarriage on 17/12/25 #1 in accidentalmarriage #1 in rural #1 in silentlove #1 in duty #1 in acceptance #1 in intimate 🔥🔥🔥

𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒍 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 | 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒙 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒓 18+ 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫. Misfortune has followed Vivienne since the moment she was born. Living quietly with her grandmother, she has long accepted that her future holds nothing bright. That belief is proven true the night she meets a strange man in the cemetery and offers him a beer, unaware of the fatal mistake she has made. The Grim Reaper turns his attention to Vivienne, his fascination twisting into something dangerous and inescapable. Caught in a web of secrets, lies, and forbidden feelings, Vivienne must make a choice that will change her life forever. But with the devil breathing down her neck, knowing what's right and what's wrong is no longer so clear. ♰ "𝐖-𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐊𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐚𝐫. "𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄. 𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒, 𝐎𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒.

[PARTITION ROMANCE] 18+ She is a mute. He is a politician. And 1947 is burning around them. After surviving a brutal assault and losing her only family, Vrishty, a voiceless Hindu girl, is left alone in a town tearing itself apart. Hunted by the man who first claimed her, she hides in silence, until Meer, an emerging Muslim politician, becomes the only barrier between her and the chaos outside. Bound by guilt and an unexpected pull, Meer begins to realise his vicinity with the girl. But the nation which divided amongst the communal hate, will it be able to save these burning interfaith hearts, alive? __________________________ "In Islam" he continued quietly. "You cannot marry unless both agree... and unless both are Muslim" His expression twisted, a deep aching conflict. I shook my head, looking at him. As if almost pleading him. Noo...please....

She was meant to marry the Younger brother. Meera's wedding to Aarav was supposed to be simple - a match arranged by two powerful families. But hours before the vows, Aarav disappears, leaving behind whispers, disgrace, and a broken bride. To protect their name, Veer Pratap Singh - the elder brother no one ever expected - is forced to take his place at the mandap. Cold. Commanding. A complete stranger. She became his wife in a moment of shame. He took her hand in silence. But his eyes? They never asked permission. Now, in a marriage born of duty, she's trapped with a man who doesn't speak of love... But watches her like she's already his. And the scariest part? Maybe she already is. Tropes🌟 Age gap romance Marriage of convenience Intense slow burn Fiancee elder brother Family honor Replaced groom Protective husband Healer to each other Shy FL X Calm Composed ML I am yours

"Don't come too close...I am not good for you" I said. . . . He leaned in leaving no space between us . . . . "Yah, you are right!! You are not good , you are the best for me" saying this he smashed his lips with mine..... . . . . Tropes -friends to lovers -abusive marriage -possesive he innocent her -romcom -ceo×desi girl -healing -revenge -forbidden love . . . . . . A/N: This story contains explicit scenes such as rape, torture, mental abuse, etc....which might trigger some reader so kindly read it on ur own risk.