Rishabh's voice was low but laced with fury as he grabbed Roshni's chin, forcing her to meet his burning eyes. "Sach sach batao tumne shaadi kis liye ki? Itne saal kyun jhela? Tum mere parivaar ko itna kuch kyun diya?" Her gaze didn't waver....No fear, No tears. Just a haunting calm that spoke volumes of the storms she'd already weathered. "Daulat. Shauhrat. Tumhara paisa. Auda. Aur tumhara chehra..." she paused, every word like a dagger, "Yahi sab bolte hain. Tum sochte ho... Shayad yahi sach hai" Silence hung like a noose... But behind those bitter words lay a love once tender, now poisoned by pride, silence, and a home that never accepted her... In the heart of Delhi, the Rathores rule with tradition as their weapon and pride as their shield. A family where women are ornaments for display, not voices to be heard.. Rishabh Rathore, the silent and stoic heir, was raised in a world where men never bend, never feel. Hardened by expectations and blinded by patriarchy, he marries a girl presented as shy and obedient, just how his family likes it. But Roshni, his wife, is anything but ordinary. A once lively, warm-hearted woman, she silences herself to fit into a cage built by lies...lies her father told to get her married, and lies the Rathores fed her daily. Three years pass in silence. In neglect. In wounds that don't bleed but burn. Yet Roshni never stopped giving, caring for the very people who treated her like a shadow. Until one day...she asks for a something.... The Rathores are shaken. Rishabh is enraged. Not because she's leaving...but because she dares to leave. "Married by Lies" is a story of a woman reclaiming her self-respect, and a man learning that love is not about control but courage. It's about unspoken pain, slow-burn redemption, and the storm that begins when silence is finally broken. "He never believed in love-until the woman he disrespected walked away" •Ranked 2nd in #Divorce •Ranked 4th in #Lawyer •Ranked 3th in #Desi

When London-bred Riya Saxena visits her ancestral village, she expects boredom, not a life-changing scandal. Modern, rebellious, and unapologetically free, Riya has no intention of bending to outdated traditions. But one accidental kiss with Dhruv Malhotra, the ruthless heir to a powerful legacy and future ruler of 65 villages, changes everything. In a place where honor outweighs freedom, a single moment sparks chaos. To protect family reputation, Dhruv's iron-willed mother makes one unforgivable decision: Riya will marry Dhruv. Forced into a world of ghunghat, control, and suffocating expectations, Riya refuses to surrender. But Dhruv is no ordinary village head. He is powerful. Possessive. Bound by duty. And as rebellion clashes with tradition, hatred slowly ignites into something far more dangerous... Love. In a marriage neither wanted, can two broken worlds survive each other? Or will legacy destroy them both?

"Why don't you understand, Mr. Agnihothri?" The words were torn from my throat, raw and desperate. "I am not the one who is made for love. Don't try to heal me, Shiv. I'm telling you, you will only break yourself in that process," I screamed, the sound catching and splintering with a deep, shaky breath. ​But the expected anger, the frustrated retreat, never came. Instead, his gaze-intense, impossibly tender-met mine, and a small, maddeningly serene smile touched the corner of his lips. It was a silent challenge, a soft denial that made the fragile control I held on my sanity begin to crumble. ​"Let's stop this here, please," I whispered, the desperate plea barely audible, the fight draining from me. "You deserve someone whole, someone pure, not a shattered, half-broken glass doll like me." The confession was an admission of defeat, and a single, traitorous tear-hot and heavy-escaped the dam of my composure, tracing a path down my cheek. ​Something fractured in his placid facade. The smile vanished, replaced by a sudden, fierce darkness. He shut his eyes, his jaw clenching as he inhaled a deep, steadying breath, a visible battle raging to master a sudden, barely contained fury. Then, in a single, predatory movement, he erased the space between us. ​He captured my shoulders, his grip not cruel, but intensely demanding, and pushed me firmly back against the cool, unforgiving drywall. The sudden pressure was intoxicating, trapping me between the solid surface and his unyielding body. Slowly, deliberately, he leaned in, his intent palpable, until his mouth was almost touching my ear. ​"Saanvi," his voice was a low, resonant rumble, a silken promise laced with a dangerous possessiveness, "Even the breath I take when you are near me is elixir (Amrit) for my soul." His lips brushed my skin as he spoke the last word, the sheer intimacy of the contact sending a wildfire racing through my veins and igniting my heart into an uncontrollable inferno. ​

BOOK 1 HISTORY REPEATS ITSELF.......FIRST AS TRAGEDY, SECOND AS FARCE I ran as fast as I can towards my husband's chamber. I thought he left- ' RUKIYE RAJA JI! HUM BHI AAPKE SAATH CHAL RAHE HAI.' I woke you with a jolt, gasping and shivering. This not the first time that I've had this dream it has been years and with time these are getting more recurrent. The curiosity to see his face and to know him more is growing inside each passing day. I don't know anything about him....but I know that he is MINE ___________________________________________ Dr. Aarna being the youngest of her family has always been pampered, her wished were like a command to her dadu sa, baba sa and specially her Bhai sa. Everything seems perfect in her life- born with goddess like looks, dream career, luxury. What will happen when the life partner that she has been waiting for is actually the one who is sharing the same fate and DREAMS as she does. Amogh is the epitome of what you call a husband material. Built like a warrior, 6'4 with Greek God like looks with jet black long locks , respect his family and protecting them is his life. He is anything but rude and arrogant. A devotee of lord Vishnu. But what will happen that his wait for his Rani sa will come to an end in a very unexpected way. He still remember her from his dream, the dreams he is having for a decade. ___________________________________________ a single look was all it took for them to fell in love and start their journey but little did they know that someone is waiting for them to grow deeper in love so that later they can turn their lives into nothing but hell, someone who is waiting to burn them to ashes. Will they be able to know the mystery about their dream and change their fate from repeating the history? Is there something far more then just dreams they are looking at for all these years? RANKING #3 dispute - 02/06/24 #3 hukum - 14/06/24 #1 ranasa - 18/06/24 #2 agegape - 04/07/24

𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 #2 "𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒔." She said tired from the rollercoaster of emotions. "𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝑰'𝒎 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝑰 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘."He replied, cupping her face gently. 𝗞𝗮𝘃𝘆𝗮 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗵𝗺𝘂𝗸𝗵 doesn't believe in fairy tales. As a junior doctor at Rajput Hospital, she focuses only on her career, keeping her past buried and her heart locked away. until she meets 𐙚⋆°｡⋆♡ 𝗗𝗿. 𝗔𝗱𝘃𝗶𝗸 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵 𝗥𝗮𝗷𝗽𝘂𝘁. The prince of Rajasthan. A gentle soul with a heart of gold, who masks his wounds like they never existed. He carries battles no one sees, pain too deep for words. Yet somehow... he sees her...The cracks beneath her strength, the weight she silently bears, the storm she hides behind her eyes. And doesn't turn away. He challenges her, pushes her, stands in her way when she wants to run. She fights him at every step, refusing to surrender. But when the past she ran from finally catches up, he is the only one standing beside her. She was never meant to belong to anyone. But some destinies refuse to be denied. ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡🪐༘⋆ "Whispered Destiny" is the story of Advik Singh Rajput, a boy born into power but broken by betrayal, and Kavya Deshmukh, a girl who rebuilt herself from rock bottom with nothing but will and faith. They come from two different worlds....his ruled by shadows of politics and pain, hers shaped by years of rejection and silent tears. But destiny had a plan...none could deny

Previous title AAROHI : HIS FORCED WIFE he wants a pawn. for a property deal of his dead grandfather.the condition is only married heir has right to claim the property. he wants a wife that don't interrogate his life.... he decided to cage a innocent soul that not intefear in his life. he saw her at cafe and decides to take move..... "please don't hurt my mom" she begging on her knees "then Marry me" he orders. "if you want your mother alive, then marry me aarohi , or else--" he threats .. will he has feelings for her? will she Happy in this forced marriage? will they be together in future? ..

heyyy!! This is my first ever book😭👉👈 Please read, support, vote, and share this with your friends. 💌🙏 He left right after tying the knot. No goodbye. No reason. No explanation. Meher, a shy and soft-hearted girl, was forced into a marriage she never wanted - with Veer Singhania, a cold billionaire who made it clear she meant nothing to him. Seven months later... he's back. But the girl he left behind is no longer the same. She's no longer waiting. No longer crying. No longer his. And the silence he once gave her? She's finally giving it back. Now she avoids him like he's a stranger... and it's starting to get under his skin.

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 𝐎𝐅 "𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄" Rajveer Singh Rathore was supposed to marry my sister, but now we are bound in a marriage. He never wanted me and I also don't want him. I love someone else, and he loves my sister. A marriage tangled with a lot of emotions. A marriage that has a lot of secrets. 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐞 (not by male lead) , 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭.

18+🔞 Village head x Collector Power x law Married at twenty-two in an arranged union, Adhira Rao had a life mapped out for duty and discipline. Encouraged by her husband, she pursued her dreams and became the youngest IAS officer in her cadre at twenty-four. Mahavir Rathod - Jamendar of the village, ruthless in business, feared by rivals, commanding in the outside world - built an empire, but inside his home, he built a sanctuary for his wife. Outside the door, they are worlds apart: Adhira with her laws, Mahavir with his power. Inside, the world disappears. They are obsessive, passionate, and utterly devoted to each other. Every touch, every glance, every heated moment belongs to them and them alone. In a village where loyalty is currency, power rules, and every outside gaze judges them, Adhira and Mahavir live by one law - whatever happens outside, stays outside. Because behind closed doors, they are not just husband and wife. They are fire and desire, obsession and love, unbreakable and untouchable. strictly 18+ if you feel uncomfortable then feel free to leave

𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙭 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙝𝙨.... 𝙃𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧. It was supposed to be fake. Just a deal. A contract. He needed a wife for six months. She needed the money. But Ira didn't expect her cold, controlling boss to become so... possessive. "The contract ends in six months, Mr. Malhotra," she reminds him. His dark eyes flicker with something dangerous. "Then why do you feel like mine already?"