She loved him with everything she had-pure, selfless, and unbreakable. But love wasn't enough to stop betrayal. Tanvi Mehra:- trusted the man she loved since her youth, only to be shattered when his betrayal broke her from within. To fulfill her late father's last wish and to escape the ruins of her past, she marries a complete stranger-believing her heart is already dead. Vidyut Malhotra:-, a celebrated film actor, had loved Tanvi since childhood. But one mistake, one act of cheating, cost him everything. When he realizes he has lost her forever, guilt consumes him. Now, he searches for Tanvi like a madman-desperate, broken, and ready to do anything to get her back. But fate has other plans. Shirish Shekhawat :-an IPS officer posted in the South region, never involved with any women until tanvi enters in his life She becomes the first woman to touch his heart, and this time, he doesn't intend to lose. Calm, protective, and deeply devoted, Shirish is determined to make Tanvi fall in love -not through promises, but through respect, patience, and unwavering care. When a broken past collides with a hopeful present, will Tanvi choose the man who lost her... or the man who found her when she was already lost?

1968..ᝰ "𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐥, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝. 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 '𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥' 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥." Her face was veiled however her gaze remained unveiled, revolting to see stars of her own sky which laid 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞. वो नारी है , लहरों सी वो पैर छूना जानती है तो कश्ती डुबाना भी An arranged marriage between a woman desperate to belong to herself and a man who belonged more to revolutions than to love. Born with privilege but disgusted by the society around him, As a criminal lawyer, he fought for widows, young girls, and women whose voices were buried. Marriage was never meant to be part of his life until a promise brought them together as husband and wife. He belonged to nobility, precise in words, calm in demeanor and observant. She belonged only to herself, spoke words of her shadow. Stepping into his grand haveli as his wife forced her to face harsh customs, lingering judgments, and a marriage filled with quiet tension, stolen glances, and feelings neither of them were ready to name. And when society tries to break her spirit, will he stand beside the world he swore to change or set her dreamson fire for his family ? Tropes • Soft gaze × tough exterior • Feminist ML × Feminist FL • Shawl × cotton saree • Very slow burn • Curious FL × calm ML • Mutual yearning • Secured Masculinity • "Let me cry on your lap and cover my face with your pallu ( I'm terrible at writing description

★𝙍𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀 𝙃𝘼𝙍𝙀𝙈 𝘼𝙇𝙀𝙍𝙏★ FORBIDDEN DESIRE SERIES - I It isn't like your usual reverse harem stories. This is A reverse harem story where one woman is relentlessly claimed by the dark, dominant alphas who crave her body-and break her soul. Three mafia legacy kings. One woman. A wildfire they can't control. No mercy. No rules. Just raw obsession. What happens when three broken men-scarred by betrayal and blood-see one woman and lose control? Can obsession become salvation... or destruction? Will she fear them... or crave their touch? Are you ready to lose yourself.....Completely?

"How would you like to get f*ck today, my dear wife?" 🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭🂺 "It was the year 1999....when eyes still mirrored every emotion, and love spoke without a single word." बात सन 1999 की जब आंखें ज़ज्बात का आईना हुआ करती थीं! ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Vedarth is the kind of man who leaves a quiet impression. He's smart and genuinely intelligent, the type who observes more than he speaks. There's a shy charm in the way he carries himself, yet every now and then, a playful flirt slips through his calm exterior. He fell in love with his wife the moment he saw her, a feeling that still reflects in his eyes whenever she's around. Though a little mysterious at times, he treats everyone with respect and warmth, making him surprisingly easy to talk to and impossible to forget. Aratrika is a quiet storm wrapped in soft edges. She's shy and a little nerdy, but her sharp mind always shines in her academics as she works toward her degree. She loves her siblings fiercely, and they're her biggest source of joy. Marriage isn't something she ever dreamed about, and with her father's wish steering her future, she's stepping into it with zero expectations. Still, she keeps her dignity intact. She's respectful to everyone but never afraid to speak the truth when it matters. Promo- In 1999, an arranged marriage ties two strangers together. For her, it's duty. For him, it's destiny. He falls first. He falls harder. And once she's his, heaven helps the man who even looks her way. She meets him with quiet grace. He meets her with an intensity he can't hide-soft around her, ruthless around the world. Forced proximity turns into something warmer, deeper, and far more dangerous. Every shared silence, every almost-touch pulls them closer than either planned. But the past is never truly past. Secrets rise. Shadows stretch. And love becomes the only thing strong enough to survive the storm.

[Book #1 of the '𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐' Series] ╰┈➤ Can be read as a standalone. ⋆˙⟡ DESI ROMANCE ⟡˙⋆ 𝐒𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐖𝐀 × 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐉 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐘 When Viraj Chaudhary steps into the Bajwa haveli, he expects a quiet, traditional welcome - not a bucket of cold water splashed over him by none other than Siya Bajwa. Their first meeting is a complete disaster - messy, awkward, and unforgettable. But hidden beneath the laughter, awkward silences, and teasing smiles, a quiet bond begins to bloom. It's shy at first, a spark growing stronger with every stolen glance and unspoken word. Tied together by an arranged marriage, Viraj and Siya are drawn into a journey they never planned - where clumsy beginnings turn into deep, unexpected love. Set against the vibrant backdrop of the early 2000s India, this heartwarming story shows how sometimes, the best love stories begin with a splash. "𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒂𝒘𝒌𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆" ✿︎𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗣𝗘𝗦✿︎ ~ ARRANGE MARRIAGE ~ AGE GAP ~ SOFT ROMANCE ~ 2000'S INDIAN BACKDROP ~ GHAR KA BADA BETA ×GHAR KI CHOTI BETI ~ SMUT ◾Started on: 27/4/2025 𝐀/𝐍: Your vote and comment would been a lot to me. Thank you for supporting 💌🤍

𝑯𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝐹𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑓𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑙 𝑜𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛... 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑎𝑟 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑠: 𝐴 𝑏𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝐻𝑎𝑟𝑦𝑎𝑛𝑣𝑖 𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑒𝑠-𝑡𝑜-𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑎. ~ "Wanna smoke or not?" "What's the relation between smoking and coming closer to me?" I asked through gritted teeth. "Hai, kyu ni hai," Exhaling another slow plume of grey smoke, he whispered roughly, "Lighter toh nibad liya, so the only option left is lighting your cig with mine and..." He tilted his head, leaving a fingertip's distance between the tip of his cigarette and mine. "And?" I prompted. "And that requires me to be closer to you." I stared at him, my heart hammering violently against my ribs, then gestured toward the unlit cigarette. He brought the glowing tip of his cigarette toward mine, only to freeze just before they touched. "Why the hell did you stop?" I muttered, holding the cigarette firmly between my lips. "I can't light it..." he said, his gaze dropping to the single inch of space keeping our bodies apart. Agh... This man is teasing me way too much. "You can bend," I suggested. "My back hurts," he said, stepping away just a fraction. "Koi ni, kal lighter laa dyunga fer-" Before he could finish, I hooked a finger through his chain and yanked him forward, erasing that final inch between us. His hand instantly slammed against my waist to catch his balance, his eyes snapping down to lock with mine. "Now will you light it?" He let out a low, husky chuckle. Then leaned in, pressing the burning tip of his cigarette straight into mine until both embers flared together.

The room was completely quiet; the only sound was our breathing. According to my nature, I couldn't endure the stillness for long, so I softly spoke, which was obviously not my nature to him... "aap kaha rehte hai" he kept his gun in his jeans pocket and looked at me with the same deep and dark gaze he had for the past hour and said, "kanpur, utter pardesh" Getting an answer from him, my confidence level suddenly rose, so I asked again... "aapka naam kya hai aur aap yaha kya kar rahe hai". He looked at me for a second... oh okay! So I pissed him off this time. Oh god! In just one hour I got used to his stare. And suddenly he said in a dark voice... "Tum sawal bhaut puchti ho?" "Aap jawab kyun nahi dete"? I asked, and again, the room went silent #36 gangster 2/06/2026 - 1st in #gangster

Akriti hates cheaters. According to her, ❝Once a cheater, always a cheater.❞ After being cheated by her friend-turned-lover-turned-husband, Akriti divorced him and decided to give her life a break. With responsibilities of being a single mother dangling on her shoulders, there was no place for love. ♡♡♡ When Akriti Goyal's father saw his eldest daughter stressing about her life problems, he gave her a task in her work to divert her mind. At 32, being a single mother to a four-year-old son wasn't easy. And, falling in love with the man she was working for was even harder! Yash Gill knew he did wrong, and he was ready to repent. He needed his love and son beside him. The only problem? He had already wasted the chance his wife, or better, ex-wife gave him four years ago. When Shlok Shah met the lead interior designer of his hotels, he knew he was going to lose his mind and sanity. She was his teenage crush and he could've proposed her if not for her boyfriend (Yash). Moreover, their relationship was forbidden in the society; she was two years older to him. Did he care? No. Could Akriti find the Mr Right for her and her son? ♡♡♡ Not your conventional Wattpad ending; you're warned! Weekly updates. Copyright © 2023 Meteor Knight All Rights Reserved.

Book 1 of Tales of Crimson Dynasty Calcutta, 1940s. A forced marriage. A rising rebellion. A love story that was never meant to exist. Edward Benticks-cold, arrogant, the Governor-General's son-is ordered to marry an Indian aristocrat to "secure the Empire." He hates the idea. He hates her. And he hates that he can't say no. Priyanshika Jadhav-fierce, proud, and born with rebellion in her veins-is pushed into marrying the very man whose people stole her country. She refuses to break. She refuses to bow. And she refuses to be his obedient bride. Two enemies. Two egos. One dangerous marriage that sparks a war of its own. When power clashes with pride... When hatred tangles with desire... When duty traps them under the same roof... Who bends first- the British officer raised to command, or the Indian woman who burns for her freedom? A thrilling collision of ego, rebellion, and forbidden tension- where every glance is a challenge, every silence is a battle, and every moment pulls them deeper into a storm neither of them can escape.

#1 in Deals & Desires Series The life of a sunshine professor Pankti Bajaj(24),takes a drastic shift when she faces the harsh reality on her wedding night that she isn't married to her fiance instead to his elder brother - Maahir Raghuvanshi (30), a grumpy businessman, owner of Elayne Group of Hotels which he inherited as a part of his family's legacy. She was betrayed by life, shattering her dreams and wishes connected with her fiance whom she met through an arranged marriage setup but now she is bound to be the wife of Maahir Raghuvanshi and has no option other than to spend the rest of her life in Raghuvanshi Mansion where each wall has a story to tell, a mystery to solve. But here comes the question - Was that game actually planned by destiny or was there someone who wanted them to tie themselves in the sacred knot of marriage? If yes, then who is it?