He saw her once - doing the work of eight people, smiling through chaos, holding the world together like she was born to lead it. That day, he didn't fall in love. He made a decision. Aarav Malhotra, the man of few words and quieter feelings, never chased anyone. But he sent a marriage proposal - to the girl who didn't even know his name. For her, it was a dream come true - the fairytale she never dared to hope for. A boy who loved her... silently. A rishta, not a DM. For him, it was destiny. The manifestation he had waited years for - now standing before him in a red bridal lehenga. But what happens when she starts working in the company he owns... and doesn't even know he's the CEO? Marriage first. Love later. Truth? Delayed. A story of silence, soft obsession, and slow-burn love - where one manifested, and the other... became his reality.

DEDICATION: To all the book girlies, who hide their swooning hearts behind a mask of innocence... who dreams of a husband who will pour his love into her, filling every crevice of her being, even if she never received that love from her family. who yearn for a love that consumes their soul, body, and heart... Meet your new obsession, your fictional soulmate, the one who'll make your knees tremble like jelly and your heart skip a beat. Get ready to fall head over heels for the charming, captivating, and utterly irresistible man-the one who'll steal your heart, and maybe even your soul... NOTE: If you're not comfortable with the Hindi language, please wait until this book is completed or edited (no subtitles available). ..... Troups ╰┈➤Arrange marriage ╰┈➤Enemies to lover (tom and jerry) ╰┈➤ Love at first sight q ╰┈➤ family revenge ╰┈➤fluffy romance NOTE: Smut can only be added on demands from readers .......... Note: this is my 1st story as such soft romantic type so there can be lot's of mistakes n i wrote this book on impulse 😔 so don't hate it for that.... N inshallah soon i will edit this book filhal mere pass time ki kaami chl rhi h❤️‍🔥

Warning ⚠️ Mature content 🔞 *child marriage* she was 10 when he's 18 she was innocent girl who didn't know about marriage while he's sarpanch of village cruel dangerous. it's old fashion book so don't hate me for child marriage plot. " bhaiyaa" she scream...... "bhaiya honga tera bhai inaya" he shout he's face darkening with anger. Inayat trembled whenever Rudrakansh was near. He was older, taller, and dangerously powerful, his every move and glance carrying an unspoken threat. Even his shadow seemed to loom over her, and the thought of angering him made her small heart race with panic. she throws her bangles at him before running off " hum sarpanch hai baba humpe zor jabardasti nhi kar paoge aur na hi hame us ladki se vivah karne ke liye mana paoge" he said calmly but firmly. " tum uske ghar to jaa aao baki fir baad me dekhenge, tumhari maa ki zidd hai " he's father said with pleading.... Rudrakansh ko sirf ek hi chiz ki bookh h aur vo h respect. ~~~~ "Sarpanch jiiii, please na... aap to bohot acche hai na! Aisa mat karein... bas upar se aam phek rahi hu, pakad lo please!" ~~~~ forced marriage innocent girl × short tempered sarpanch little girl × mature man She fell first while he first felt was protectiveness and then he lost , he lost he's heart he's everything and win her deeply Possessive Obsession Vo kehte rahe dur raho humse , hum kehte rahe paas hi to hai Rudrakansh ke liye vo sirf bacchi h lekin uske baad or zidd aage vo mazboor ho gaya jab usne pehli baar use saare me dekha, ek ladki jisko usne apne saamne bade hote dekha tha lekin ese nhi. Uske liye ab vo uska obsession uski zidd hai, Uska junoon aur pagalpan. it's worth it guy's please just give it a try - 4 - dark forest out of 2.9 k

➻ Ishq Series - Book 3 ❝ Kabhi mohabbat farz ban jaaye, Aur kabhi farz hi mohabbat ban jaaye... ❞ He's a man of silence and scars. She's a woman of warmth and healing. Major Zavian Khan - the ever-disciplined, brooding army officer, bound by duty, driven by loyalty. His heart, a fortress. His smile, a rare sight. Dr. Zahra Khan - the sunshine in scrubs, with healing in her hands and hope in her soul. A dreamer, a fighter, and his polar opposite. They were cousins raised in the same family, but worlds apart in temperament. When an unexpected nikkah ties them in an arranged marriage, love is the last thing on their minds. But fate doesn't knock - it barges in. In between the silence of longing and the noise of war, In between unspoken glances and late-night prayers, A bond blooms - fragile yet fierce. Will his shadows dim her light? Or will her love bring peace to his battlefield heart? Wafa E Ishq - A tale of duty, destiny, and a love that stands tall even when the world crumbles. ➻ Tropes: ✦ Arranged Marriage ✦ ✦ Cousin Marriage ✦ ✦ Army Officer x Doctor ✦ ✦ Grumpy x Sunshine ✦ ➻ Trending • 1 #muslims • 2 #armyofficer

She was only six when her fate was sealed with his name. Thirteen years later, when Dua returns from abroad, everyone expects a westernized, rebellious girl. Instead, they find a soft, cultured young woman whose beauty and grace leave whispers of envy trailing in her wake. She is no longer the timid child everyone remembers, but a breathtaking young woman draped in grace and quiet strength. The entire haveli whispers about her beauty. Some admire. Some envy. But only one man burns with an obsession he can't control-her husband by nikkah, Taimoor Arsalan Shah. Cold. Powerful. Feared by many. Taimoor never wanted a wife chosen for him. Never wanted the childhood nikkah that tied him to her. Years later, he has built a life of authority, discipline, and unyielding pride. But when Dua walks back into his haveli, draped in innocence and quiet strength, he is struck with a possessiveness he never thought himself capable of. Her lowered lashes and trembling lips make him realize that the girl he once ignored is now the only woman capable of undoing him. She wants freedom. He wants her surrender. And in a world bound by family honor, secrets, and desire- love was never supposed to feel this dangerous.The girl he once rejected is now the woman he cannot let go of-even if it means breaking her heart to claim it. "You were mine before you even knew what marriage meant, Dua. And now... you'll know exactly what it means to belong to me."

Every love story has its battlefield. Mina was the clumsy intern who caught the wrath of Dr. Haider, the hospital's cold, perfectionist surgeon. He swore he'd make her regret choosing medicine-never realizing her chaos would undo him. Roheen was sweetness itself. Wajdan, the new Chief Minister, was power and fire. One look at her and he was hers. The only problem? She was a Jatoi. Their love was forbidden, destined to burn like Romeo and Juliet. And then there was Farhad, the sunshine boy, the perfect gentleman. Layhla had always been his best friend-until another girl came into his life, and she realized friendship had always been love. Three hearts. Three wars. One truth: love never plays fair.

This story goes to all the girls, who dreams! Irrespective of what, when and where. It's a story of a girl, who dreams keeping faith in her fate and her Rab. She dreams about the life she wants to lead. She dreams about having the fairytale, she reads about. She dreams about meeting her Prince Charming, she is fascinated with. Join her in the journey of her dreams.

She returned with a degree in her hand, not knowing fate had a crown waiting for her. Rajkumari Anvica Singh Rathore, kind-hearted and gentle, had spent years away from the royal politics of Rajasthan. But the day she returned, destiny entangled her in a web she never saw coming. At the grand coronation of Maharaj Rajvardhan Singh Shekhawat-King of Rajasthan and fiancé to her elder sister-she finds herself face-to-face with the man she secretly loved since childhood. What she doesn't know is... he never wanted her sister. He wanted her. Always did. And on the day of the wedding, he does the unthinkable. One sister disappears. The other is forced to take her place. And with that, begins a tale of stolen vows, silent love, royal secrets, and a deception so deep... even love might not survive it.

"I waited for her in silence. This time, she'll hear me." Six months ago, Drishti walked out of Vihaan's life without a proper goodbye. Now she's back-still untouchable, still guarded, still the only thing that ever felt real. But Vihaan Malhotra isn't the boy who loved her quietly anymore. He's a senior resident now-older, steadier, and done hiding how much she broke him. He's not waiting for the perfect moment. He's making one. In crowded wards and chai-stained corridors, what was once unspoken begins to unravel. And this time, he won't let silence win. A story of second chances, quiet love turned fierce, and the boy who stayed-until he chose to fight. ~ Ehsaas : Love Rewritten [ Book two of Ehsaas series ] Sequel to "Ehsaas: Love Unnamed" - can be read as a standalone. 🩺Indian medical romance | 🫶Second chance | ❤️‍🩹Healing love

She had built her life carefully in Birmingham, one measured line at a time. Architecture had taught her patience - how to justify every decision, how to sit with uncertainty, how to make peace with revisions that never truly ended. Between her final year of MArch and part-time work for a local practice, her days were long and solitary, filled with drawings that demanded clarity while her own thoughts remained unresolved. She had learned early that some structures looked stable only because no one pushed hard enough. He lived in London, where precision mattered more than sentiment. Numbers obeyed him in ways people never had. As Director of Forensic and Corporate Finance at one of the city's most formidable firms, he was known for his restraint, his composure, his refusal to let emotion interfere with outcome. Control, after all, was its own kind of safety. They had known each other once since childhood in a distant, half-forgotten way. A shared past of brief encounters and long silences. She had noticed him before he ever noticed her, carried feelings she never named, never asked to be returned. Time had passed. Life had intervened. Birmingham and London had grown into two separate worlds. And then, abruptly, they were married. Not by choice. Not by love. But by circumstances neither of them had been prepared to face, shaped by grief that arrived too fast and demanded too much. Loss rearranged everything, leaving them bound together in its aftermath, struggling to breathe around expectations, obligations, and a silence heavy with everything they did not say. Now, they stand at the edge of something fragile - two people trained to analyze, to endure, to remain composed - forced to navigate a marriage born of compulsion and mourning. Between them lies history, restraint, unspoken resentment, and a question neither is brave enough to ask yet: Can something forced ever become something real - or will it collapse under the weight of what was never chosen?