♕︎𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐎𝐟 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬♕︎

Aswin Suryavanshi grew up in a house full of people... but not a single drop of love. Abused by the parents who should've protected him, he learned to survive by shutting down every emotion. Now he's a self-made billionaire - but no one knows. To the world, he's cold. To his family, he's invisible. To himself... he's numb. Aradhya Kapoor once had a home filled with warmth. Until the sudden loss of her parents tore her world apart. Living with relatives who only tolerated her, she lost not just her family - she lost her voice. Silence became her shield. Their fathers strike a deal. A marriage. Purely business. No love. No expectations. Just signatures, rituals, and two strangers bound by pain. But fate has a cruel way of bringing the right broken pieces together. What happens when two unloved souls are forced under the same roof? When a man who feels nothing meets a woman who cannot speak? When silence becomes the loudest connection between them? Will they heal each other... or break further? Will this marriage remain a deal... or become their only chance at love?

"you don't have to do this just because your parents said.... You still didn't finished your studies.... If you don't like me say it directly papa I will take care of your parents... They can't force you for this... Say something papa" "There is alot to see and achive in life other than getting married papa.... You to have such dream to achieve right you are too young than me. If you marry me then people will make fun of you we have 10 years age difference papa" that broke her patience level... "yov... Mr. Senior citizen.... First stop calling me papa.. I am not a baby.. I am already 23 that mean I am already crossed the age of minimum legal age to get married in India.. And why the hell you care about others opinion... It was me who is going to marry you... And I don't find anything wrong in this And you won't get another girl to marry you other than me.... So stop talking like a bommer and advice me like this.... Get ready to tie tali around my neck... Understand..... " "I already love someone for 30 years... I can't love again... I can't give you the love you deserve... you are too young..... You don't have to go through the pain.. " "I know everything.....you don't have to worry about me that much.. She is your past.... That to one side love.... So she is not going to come back to you ever.... Then why should I worry about it... I know how to make you love me...." That surprised him.... "you are not understanding....... You are living in a delusional world which is different from reality. this won't work... you are too childish and immature. " he said to her. " If both the couples are serious then life would be boring Mr. senior citizen... We will be the cutest pair... mature boy and childish girl makes best pair... Don't you know ?" She asked him with dreamy eyes...looking soo cute and childish.. Join the story of Rudra and Nandhini

Agreement Marriage, is a wonderful love story between two complex people. Radhika, a next door girl from a middle class family got married to an arrogant business man Arjun only for two years in an agreement marriage. Arjun is a man who has lots of dark secrets. Here their love story starts. Let's see how they both slowly falling for each other.I hope you will enjoy reading this story. This is my very first story, so I believe you will like this and support my work. Kindly share your votes and reviews about the story.Thanks for your valuable time. Am not so perfect in English,so please kindly bear my grammatical mistakes and others. Highest Rankings: 1# wattpadIndia ( January 2021) 1# Indian story(December 2020) 1# Destiny ( December 2020) 1# SouthIndia(June- July 2020) 1# yourstoryIndia (June 2021) 1# Tamil (September' 21) 5#Contractmarriage(June 2020) 6#Loveaftermarriage(June 2020) 7#Watty (June 2021)

Varsha Sharma had always believed life unfolded in a straight line-one step after another, one dream leading gently into the next. She had love waiting for her, wedding rituals filling her days, a brother and sister-in-law who were her world, and two little souls who filled the house with laughter. Everything was set. Everything was certain. Until the night everything changed. In a single, cruel moment, her perfect life shattered, leaving her with two infants who clung to her heartbeat and a world that no longer made sense. Her marriage collapsed, her home fell silent, and every path she once dreamed of closed at once. But grief has a strange way of rearranging destinies. Pulled together by loss and bound by responsibility, Varsha and Ashwin Raina-strangers in every sense but devotion-find their lives stitched into the same story. He, the quiet, work-driven brother who lost a sister too soon. She, the bruised yet unbreakable girl who became a mother overnight. Together, they step into a marriage neither planned, building a family from the ruins of heartbreak, discovering strength in places they never looked, and learning that sometimes love doesn't arrive as a choice... but as a promise you make to those who can't make one for themselves. Sometimes love doesn't arrive as a fairy tale- sometimes it grows quietly in the spaces grief leaves behind.

It's my first story. It is my imagination. If any of the part or incidents is related to any of ur story or life is purely co incident. A story of a arrange marriage. It is family based story with love, care, hurt, struggle, pain, friendship, some romance too.

Surat ya Sirat 💫❤️ Character Descriptions Raghav Singh Rathore, Age 31 (Male Lead) Raghav is the sarpanch (village head) of his village-a man known for his fiery temper but an equally compassionate heart. He helps everyone in the village and is loved by all, except his own family. Before passing away, Raghav's grandfather appointed him as the sarpanch. Raghav listens to everyone's problems and considers the entire village his family, despite the distance with his own kin Sirat Raghav Singh Rathore, Age 24 (Female Lead) Sirat has a slightly dark complexion, but her heart is pure and beautiful. Her 6-year-old son, Samrath, is her entire world. Her family often taunts her, but Sirat endures their words in silence. She was married at the age of 17, and by 18, she gave birth to Samrath. She lives for her son and would do anything for his happiness Samrath Singh Rathore, Age 6 (Supporting Lead) Samrath is an exceptionally smart and mischievous child. His innocent face hides a playful, cunning mind. He obeys everything his father (Raghav) says and loves his mother (Sirat) deeply. He can't tolerate anyone speaking against his mother and would do anything to protect her. By me @author_aana

Set in modern-day Jaipur, India, this is a slow-blooming romance between Aarav Mehra, a young widower and wealthy businessman, and Meera Sharma, a shy, soft-spoken woman with a difficult home life, forced into an arranged marriage with him for convenience. Haunted by his late wife's memory and overprotective of his 1-year-old son, Aarav sees Meera as nothing more than an opportunist. Meera, however, falls quietly and deeply for him - not for his wealth or power, but for the glimpses of pain, loyalty, and tenderness he keeps hidden. Their bond begins at the office, but truly takes root in the family garden, where Aarav's mother often brings the baby - and where Meera starts forming a gentle, maternal connection with the child, unknowingly healing parts of herself along the way.

" Marriage? I always find it useless. Means in a way I spend my whole life with a stranger. Not only him, but his entire family. After that, I don't even know how they will be." " What's use of saying this when-" " My marriage is already fixed since childhood. I know. No need to remind me the same thing again and again. I hate this marriage thing." WHEREAS. " I will cherish her forever just like you did to Maa. She will be the queen of my heart." ___________ Eternal flame of love. A journey filled with joyful moments. Where one will explain the meaning of love to the other and change her perspective. Love will grow eventually. One is fickle and the other is stable. One is talkative and the other is introvert. One values times while the other one don't. He like misty mornings but she lived for crazy midnights. He was the sun, She was the moon. one set then other rise. Both need each other. With these pollar opposite qualities they will learn ways to stay together peacefully. In between all this, For the throne, the family itself will become the enemy of the family. ___________ Previous name- eternal flame of love. New name- Two halves of a whole Start:- 12/ July/ 2023 End:- 15/ Aug/ 2023 A fictional story that has nothing to do with reality. The pictures shown in the story are not mine, Credit to the owner. Its my own story line. Don't report or copy it. its my hardwork. Atlast, Don't leave any negative comments. you don't like it then leave as simple as it sounds. and Let's meet in the story....

Boss x secretary Hot x sweet Fire x water "Veer, we're in the office-" "Exactly." His shirt hit the floor. His eyes never left mine as he pushed into me without warning. A cry tore from my throat, half shock, half something I couldn't name. "This," he murmured against my ear, his pace relentless, "is your punishment... for lying to me." The desk creaked under us as he drove into me, every movement a reminder of who was in control. Twenty minutes felt like an eternity, his breath ragged, mine breaking into pieces. When he finally stilled, he didn't even look away. He fixed his cuffs like nothing had happened. "Get back to work," he ordered, voice flat. Disclaimer... This story is a work of fiction and is entirely original, created by the author. All characters, incidents, and settings are purely imaginary and not based on any real person or event. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Unwritten Roads may include mature themes, emotional triggers, and romantic content intended for a more mature audience strictly 18+. Reader discretion is advised. Please do not copy, repost, or reproduce any part of this story without the author's permission. Support creativity - write your own road.