She was never the chosen one- just the replacement bride. Orphaned Rooh steps into a life wrapped in secrets, and into the arms of Vidyut, the ruthless CEO with a frozen heart. But destiny has a cruel sense of romance- sometimes, the one replaced becomes the one unforgettable. ...........~Author

ONLY SAMPLE CHAPTERS "What's your name?" He asked her in a straight cold tone. Akshita and all the employees stared at him as if he was a GHOST, but he kept looking at her with an emotionless face. "Ask her for her name", he ordered the girl, his voice indicating danger. "Wh...What is...is your name Miss?" the girl asked Akshita, stuttering out of fear. "Ak...Akshita" she replied, looking anywhere but at him, blinking her eyes to stop her tears. Fortunately, she was successful. What kind of woman would like it when her husband asks for her name, 4 months after their marriage! That too in front of all those people who know about their relationship? "Full Name" He commands. "Akshita Raghuvanshi", she replies again. The girl's eyes widened in realization. "I said FULL. NAME." He ordered furiously, stressing on the last two words. "Akshita Ekansh Raghuvanshi" she replied again, this time looking down. The name itself gives shivers. "Mrs. Akshita Ekansh Raghuvanshi" He states every word clearly, looking at Akshita. She snaps her head towards him in an instant, shock and confusion evident in her expressions. Her full name, from his mouth, created a domination aura around the place. It gave her butterflies, his name with hers, as one. ----------- It's a Fictional book I don't have any intentions to hurt anyone's feelings so please don't take it on heart. It's my own imagination so I will not like if someone copy my work! Be thoughtful before doing! #1 on Wattpad #2 on Comedy #1 in India #76 out of 2.1 Million (in Romance) #21 out of 2.36 Million (in Love) #8 out of 172K (in heartbreak) #10 out of 266K (in family) #3 out of 64K (in marriage) #1 (in the Royal family)

Veer Singhania, handsome, popular aur charming bhi, college ki sab ladkiya Marti hai uspar, per uski nazar sirf ek per, Y/N Rathore, beautiful and simple aur Maharashtra ke CM ki beti. Kya hua ke Y/N sabkuchh chodh ker London chali gayi , kya hua ki Veer ne guitar chodh ker wardi ko apni zindagi bana li. Janne ke liye stay tuned (if someone can help me with the cover please do!)

"koun ho tum, or itni raat gair humare mehel mai kya kar rhe ho" she said in her deep threatening voice.. keeping her khanjar on that man's neck "aap Rajkurami hai shayad.. sahi kaha na maine" he smirked "mujhe ye bilkul nhi pasand koi meri baat ka niradar kare- " Suddenly he pulled her closer to himself as her body bumped into his hard chest.. she looked at him with widened eyes.. blood boiling inside.. never in her life anybody had done this type of thing to her.. it was against her Atiquates.. "TUMHARA ITNA DUSSAHAS-" "shhh" he kept his finger on her lips and automatically she quieted herself.. "rajkumari ji.. yaha aya toh mai pustaini haar churane tha.. par shayad apne hi mere se kuch chura liya.. " she frowned and gulped "k-kya.. " he smiled "mera dil.. " by: parkaishwarya (no Palagrism)

Y/N a simple girl, her sister is getting married to a Korean boy whom she was in love with. on the other hand, Taehyung who is a cold, rude and a self dependent man whose brother Namjoon is the fiancé of Y/N's sister. What will happen when they both will meet but, not as friends but as enemies. Will their hate turn into love?

When Alaia married the billionaire, Agastya Singhania, she was okay to be stepped in a loveless marriage. She knew from the start that she'd always be the Unloved Bride but then what about the soft corner that she's going to develop for her husband? Will she ever be loved even if she loves him with all her heart? Will she ever be enough? How can she be okay with the fact that her husband is still in love with his girlfriend who's dead?

"I've lived every profession, every life, every soul in my 1000 years.... Abb to bss uska ban k jeena h!!" "I wanted to be her prince, but she made me her VILLIAN!!" ｡⁠◕⁠｡⁠◕⁠｡⁠◕⁠｡⁠◕｡ This is Fanfiction based story, it includes magic, Rebirth, Romance, A prince, A princess and A Villain.

" I don't care how much you hate me, I will never let you go" " You are my obsession. YOU WILL BE MINE." " I WILL NEVER BE YOURS!" #1 in Lovefanfic on 26th Dec 2023🥇

Abhiraj Singh Rathore-6'3 tall, dangerously handsome, with a cold and ruthless aura. He isn't a mafia, yet every mafia lord in London bows before him. As the powerful CEO of Veyora, a renowned clothing empire, Abhiraj is a man of iron will. Forgiveness doesn't exist in his world, and he never hesitates to eliminate anyone who dares touch what belongs to him. To everyone, he's merciless, heartless-but deep within, his heart beats only for one person... his little fire. Shivanya Shekhawat-5'3, delicate yet strong in her own way. Sweet, innocent, and full of dreams, she runs a cozy café in the city she always wished to call home-London. But she had no idea that with just one glance, she would awaken an obsession inside a monster who would claim her as his own. She was fire-reckless, bold, impossible to resist. He was calm-disciplined, untouchable, feared by all. Two souls from different worlds, never meant to meet. Yet destiny decided otherwise. What began as a stormy clash slowly transforms into something neither of them expected... love.

It was Gulaal's first day after marriage. After completing her Teej fast and rituals, she entered her husband's room-only to see her husband with another woman. CM Rana Sarvagya Singh Shekhawat was on the bed, holding his girlfriend in his arms. The sight shocked Gulaal so much that the puja thali slipped from her hands. Hearing the noise, Sarvagya and his girlfriend turned to look at her. "You-you are the same girl whom Sarvagya bought for himself?" His Girlfriend Damisha, staring at Gulaal's frightened face, continued mockingly, "Why, does it hurt to see another woman in your husband's arms? Actually, this Rana-sa isn't really a husband at all..." Hearing her, Gulaal's anger flared. Looking straight at her husband, she said bitterly: "I don't even consider a man who goes around sleeping here and there as a man. Such a person is called a dog." Saying this, she walked away to her own room where the servants also lived. She went to remove her jewelry at the table-when suddenly, she realized someone had closed the door behind her. Before she could even turn around, someone grabbed her by the waist and pressed their lips hard against hers.