Kartik Singhaniya was control wrapped in power. He was cold, commanding, and unshaken by defiance. In his world, lines were drawn in stone... and no woman dared cross them. Until she did. He came to choose a bride worthy of his name...soft, obedient and predictable. Instead, he chose her. Chahat Rathore - a mistake wrapped in beauty. A temptation he should have rejected. But behind that veil stood a girl with fire in her eyes and rebellion in her blood-her curves soft yet dangerously distracting, her presence impossible to ignore. She wasn't delicate... she was disarming. The kind of woman who didn't ask for attention, yet commanded it effortlessly. She played a game, pretended to be her elder sister and tried to make him walk away. But monsters don't walk away. They claim. What begins as deception spirals into something far more dangerous...a marriage tangled in forbidden tension, stolen glances, and unspoken hunger neither of them is willing to admit. Because she is his would-be bride's sister and that only makes it worse. He watches her when he shouldn't. Thinks of her when he mustn't. Wants her in ways that break every rule he has ever lived by. And when circumstances force them into a marriage neither expected... The line between right and wrong shatters completely because this marriage was never about love. It was a deal. A condition - an heir. She agrees for her sister. He agrees without knowing the whole truth. And when that truth comes out... It won't break him but unleash him. Because Kartik Singhaniya doesn't accept betrayal. He punishes it but the most dangerous part? Even in his anger, even in his control... He craves her. Not gently or purely but in a way that consumes. In a way that ruins. In a way that turns forbidden into inevitable. Some cravings aren't meant to be resisted... They're meant to destroy you.

Abhimanyu Birla - The Superstar. A movie star, the heartthrob of millions. Always surrounded by fans and posing for the shutterbugs. He loves the fame. The fans. The glitz and the glamor. But sometimes. All he wants is to be normal. Akshara Goenka - Owner of a dainty little book coffee store. The one who likes to stay in the shadows. Her perfect day consists of cuddling up in her blanket with a book and a hot cup of coffee. So what happens when a Superstar accidentally sneaks into her coffee shop whilst she's about to close?! Abhimanyu gets a glimpse of everything he craved. And a simple girl is thrust into the limelight?

"He committed the ultimate sin, surrendering to his forbidden love for his student." Hriday Agnivanshi 29 years old, a finance professor at Banaras University, exudes an aura of authority and intimidation. His piercing green eyes seem to bore into those he meets, as if sizing them up and finding them wanting. His chiseled features and well-built physique only add to his formidable presence, making him a figure to be reckoned with. His demeanor is strict and dominating, leaving no doubt as to who is in charge. His sharp jawline and piercing gaze seem to dare anyone to cross him, and his deep, commanding voice can silence even the most boisterous of classrooms. " she surrendered to the forbidden, her heart ensnared by the one man she was never meant to love" Chahat tripathi 21 years old , a bright and vibrant student at Banaras University, embodies the warmth and energy of a sunshine girl. Her bright smile and sparkling eyes light up the campus, making her a beloved figure among her peers. With a passion for learning, she works tirelessly to excel in her studies, her dedication and perseverance inspiring those around her. But her true love is dance. With a grace and fluidity that belies her academic rigor, she loses herself in the rhythms and movements of traditional Indian dance. Her love for Banaras city is equally fierce, and she can often be found exploring its winding streets, discovering hidden gems, and soaking up the vibrant atmosphere. "Two souls, bound by forbidden love, entwined in a sin that fueled their deepest desire, and ignited dreams that dared to defy the lines of virtue." [ इश्क like Agnivanshi -1] Start ~ 2nd April 2025 End ~

"How dare you!!!" She screamed. And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing, because the next moment, he hissed, "Congratulations. That slap is just going to make you my wife." 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | Romantic-Thriller

🥇 #1 in Wattpad 🥇 #1 in WattpadIndia 🥇 #1 in WattpadRomance 🥇 #1 in WattpadFiction 🥇#1 in WattpadFanFiction 🥇 #1 in FirstStory 🥇#1 in Firstloves 🥇#1 in Wedding 🥇 And so many more rankings that still feel unreal to me! (13.06.2026) On the day of his wedding, Dhruv Malhotra was left at the altar. Humiliated. Betrayed. Enraged. And somehow, Riya ended up paying the price. Now trapped in a marriage neither of them wanted, Riya becomes the target of a man who looks at her like she ruined his life. Dhruv hates her. Riya fears him. But behind closed doors, hatred slowly begins to blur into something far more dangerous. Because in a marriage built on revenge... someone is bound to fall first.

A broken man who stopped believing in love... A soft girl who never stopped believing in people... Vidyut Rana-cold, distant, and untouchable. Once powerful, now bound to a wheelchair after an accident that took away more than just his ability to walk. It took his trust, his love... his everything. Samyukta-simple, sweet, and full of warmth. The only daughter of a man who works under the Rana family. She never thought her life would cross his again... not like this. He hates sympathy. She understands silence. He pushes people away. She doesn't leave. Two completely different worlds... One unexpected connection... Will she be able to heal what life broke? Or will his darkness pull her in too? A story of pain, silence, slow healing... and a love that wasn't meant to happen-but still did.

🔞 She was so busy that she didn't notice the bedroom door opening behind her. Arjun stepped out, running a hand through his messy morning hair. He stopped when he saw her. For a moment, he simply watched. His sleepy eyes slowly turned mischievous. He walked toward her quietly. Before she could realize he was there, his arms slipped around her waist and pulled her gently toward him. She widened her eyes. "What?" He leaned closer with a teasing smile. "You are tempting me in the morning, bujjam­ma." She immediately tried to turn back toward the stove. "Leave me, Arjun. I'm getting late. The children will wake up any time soon. I have to make them ready for school, and then I have to-" "What did you call me?" She stopped. Her heart skipped. Slowly, she looked at him. "I... I mean..." Arjun raised an eyebrow, waiting. She swallowed nervously. "I didn't mean anything..." His expression became even more playful. "What did you say?" She tried to escape his hold. "Arjun... no, no... bavaa. Leave me. We're getting late." He laughed softly at her sudden change of words. "Good girl." She gave him an annoyed look. "Bavaa, please. We really are getting late." He shook his head, still teasing her. "You know you have punishment for that." Her eyes widened. "Punishment? For what?" "For calling me something you shouldn't." "I didn't-" Before she could finish, he gently took her hand and began leading her toward the other room. "Bavaa!" "Come on. We have a lot of other things to take care of too." "But the breakfast!" "I'll handle it." "The children!" "They're still sleeping." "Bavaa, please..." He opened the door and looked back at her with that familiar mischievous smile. She sighed, realizing she wasn't going to win the argument. The door slowly closed behind them. And for the next few minutes, the breakfast-and the morning rush-could wait. Strictly 18+ read at your own risk

He married her by mistake, and from that moment, he made sure she paid for it every single day. Krishnaa was never meant to be his wife. When the fair, beautiful bride ran away, she was pushed forward as a replacement-dark-skinned, unwanted, and never part of anyone's plan. Arjun had always believed that beauty was everything. And in his eyes, Krishnaa was everything he never wanted. He doesn't hide his disgust, nor does he soften his words. To him, this marriage is nothing but a burden forced upon his life. New chapter Updates🎇 Every Monday , Thursday and Saturday.🥰

Avira Sahay was raised to believe that good daughters adjust. Good wives endure. And marriages are not meant to be abandoned simply because they become painful. So when twenty-five-year-old Avira is married into the wealthy Bedi family, she does exactly what everyone expects of her. She adjusts. To the rules. To the insults. To the control. To a husband whose apologies always arrive after the damage is done. Yashvardhan Bedi knows exactly how to look like the perfect husband when the world is watching. Behind closed doors, love becomes possession, marriage becomes permission, and Avira slowly learns how easily a woman can disappear inside the life everyone else chose for her. Until one day, she finally understands something terrifying. Nobody is coming to save her. So she leaves. With one bag, barely any money, a family that refuses to stand beside her, and no idea what comes next. Starting over is not beautiful. It is cheap rooms, sleepless nights, courtrooms, fear, loneliness, and learning how to make decisions without asking permission first. But somewhere between rebuilding her life and studying law, Avira begins becoming someone she almost forgot existed. Herself. And then she meets Advocate Ruhan Kaul. Sharp-tongued. Annoyingly observant. Infuriatingly calm. He misunderstands her before he understands her, argues with her before he befriends her, and falls for the woman she is becoming without ever asking to rescue her. Because this is not the story of a woman saved by another man. It is the story of a woman who walked out of one life, built another with her own hands- and discovered that love feels very different when it is finally hers to choose. The Girl Beyond Marriage is a story of survival, second beginnings, law, found family, slow-burn love, and a woman learning that leaving was not the end of her story. It was the beginning.

# Neeve Naa Illu (You Are My Home) Some promises are made by parents. Some are carried by children. And some change lives forever. Twelve years after losing his parents, Sathvik lives alone in a small middle-class house, carrying nothing but responsibilities, loneliness, and memories. Ananya has always lived surrounded by love-her caring mother and protective elder brother are her entire world. She dreams of a marriage filled with friendship, understanding, and love. But destiny has already chosen her path. Before they were even born, their parents made a promise: one day, their children would marry each other. Keeping that promise, Ananya and Sathvik enter an arranged marriage. Yesterday, they became husband and wife. Today, for the first time, Ananya steps into her husband's home-a house that has known only silence for twelve long years. He is a stranger. She is a stranger. Bound by a promise neither of them made, they begin a new life under one roof. Can a lonely man learn to love again? Can a cheerful girl turn an empty house into a home? Between awkward beginnings, unspoken pain, family expectations, and slowly blooming emotions, two hearts begin a journey from strangers to soulmates. Because sometimes... A marriage starts with a promise. But love begins much later.