The story is being rewritten. ꧁𝐀 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 ꧂ Him : Aapko kya pasand hai ? Her ( confused) replied: shanti aur aapko ? Him : Shanti par sirf aapke saath. Her ( flustered ) kya ...kyaa keh rahein hai aap ? Him : Ji sach . Jab aap humare paas hoti hai sirf tab hi humein sukoon milta hai 𝒔𝒖𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒏 . ߹߬꧁༺꧁꧁꧁꧁꧁꧁༻꧂߹߬ What will happen when the both will end up marrying 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 ? Will destiny bring them close? Will he trust a random girl after what her mother did ? Will she be able to spend her whole life with a random boy ? Read the story of Adwait and Dhruvi. Started at : 1/11/2024 Ended at :

"Ye ishq nahi aasan... ek aag ka dariya hai," she said softly, her gaze locked on his face. The night was silent around them, as if the world had paused just to listen. A faint, fragile smile touched her lips, while her eyes glistened with emotions she couldn't hold back-fear, love, and surrender all tangled together. "Agar sangini Aap rahogi," he replied, his voice calm yet resolute, as he lifted both his hands and gently cupped her cheeks, "toh is ssg ke dariye ko bhi paar kar hsm sath par kar lenge" His thumbs brushed away the moisture gathering near her eyes. Slowly, he leaned forward and pressed a tender kiss on her forehead-protective. "Ek baat kahein?" she asked hesitantly, her fingers curling into his shirt as if she needed his presence to stay steady. He nodded, pulling her just a little closer, silently telling her that she could say anything to him. "Aaj raat... hum aapke hona chahte hain, Rans ji. har tareeke se," she whispered, her voice trembling, her heart racing wildly against her ribs. The words left her lips like a confession. She took a small step forward, closing the distance between them, and placed a soft, lingering kiss on his lips-timid, yet full of longing. "Are you sure?" he asked quietly, his arms sliding around her waist, drawing her into the safety of his embrace. His forehead rested against hers, giving her space to breathe, to decide. "More than sure," she whispered back against his lips, her breath warm...

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.

We were just friends... at least that's what we always said. But feelings? They don't really listen to us, do they? Twelve of us. A bond like senior and junior, Same school. Same group. Laughing, fighting, pulling each other's leg... thinking life is all about fun. But slowly, things changed. Some friendships turned into something more. Some hearts broke. Some promises... never stayed the same. We didn't plan to fall for each other. But maybe... that's what life had planned for us all along. Aashiq Tera: Yaari Se Badhkar Because sometimes... love starts with friendship. And sometimes... it becomes more than that. What do you think... can friendship truly survive when hearts get involved? Or does love always change everything?

#1 Book of The Tales of Secrets Kashvi Rathore :- Sweet but distant, with a wisdom beyond her years and a past she keeps hidden. Advik Agnivanshi :- Cold on the outside, burdened within he carries more than anyone knows.

Devyansh Ranawat, 28, The CEO of Ranawat Empire and also have many other companies. He is also the unmerciful cold and cunning Mafia , and no one dares to challenge him. He Fears no one .He has a dominant personality but for his family he is the dream and softest man we all want. The only obsession he has is Nivya Roy Nivya Roy, 22, lost her faith in love after her boyfriend broke her heart, leaving her shattered. Now she doesn't believe in love, a pure soul but situation made her heart stone. She comfort everyone, present there always for them. Masked her face as a strong women but deep down she have many pain to Share . What will happen when these two opposite worlds will collide with each other? Will Nivya be able to find her love? Will devyansh be able to make Nivya understand the meaning of Love again?

𝘜𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘹𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦... 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝚅𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚑 𝙾𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚒, 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝚂𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝, 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐭... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ IT IS A VERY SIMPLE STORY WITH NO COMPLICATIONS AND TWISTS AND TURNS. THERE IS NO SERIAL LIKE DRAMA.

Sita never truly knew what love felt like. Orphaned young, raised by a grandfather who tried to give her the world - but surrounded by relatives who made her feel like she didn't belong. When her grandfather proposed marriage to his best friend's grandson, she agreed... hoping she'd finally find the love she'd always longed for. -◇◇◇- Charvik Singh Thakur was born into generational wealth, power, and pride. For him, family reputation is everything. He didn't choose love - he chose duty. And if his grandfather picked her, then she must be perfect. That was enough for him... at first. Let's dive into this divine, slow-burning love story of Sita and Charvik - Where marriage comes before love. Where pride clashes with longing. Where a cold billionaire and a quiet soul learn what it truly means to belong to someone. -∆∆∆- Tropes:- ✨ A love story wrapped in warmth, tradition, and quiet passion... ✨ 💍 Arranged marriage turned love story 🌸 Traditional wife × Modern husband 🔥 Soft possessive male lead energy 💫 Slow burn, tender, emotional 🏠 Found family & sibling chaos 🪔 Festivals, rituals, and romance 💞 Mutual respect. Gentle teasing. Deep love. 🌙 "She's his peace. He's her home."

The walls of corridors whispered their names, a rivalry that has taken over St. Thomas High school. When two opposite forces collide with each other, we observe disaster so what happens when calmness meets chaos? Shlok Taneja, the calm, calculating maths topper, and Dhvani Bothra, the sharp-tongued tech genius who refuses to lose to him. Being the vice captains of enemy houses, and experts at pretending they can't stand each other. They have already divided the school into two teams choosing one as their favourite. Dive into the story of these two young high school students, filled with competition, chaos, and chemistry. It might pull you into their world and make you wish you sat right beside them in class. Cause sometimes the person you fight the hardest with, might just be the one you fall the hardest for.

when a random "kya hi hojayega" turns out into something unforgettable -