m-maat ahh mari h-humka jii d-dard ho raha h-hai ahhh ( please don't hit me it's hurt) smack ------ smack------- smack------- kitni baar kahe toke maat ladoa maa se juban par tohar dimag mai baat nhi samaj ata hai ( how many times do I have to tell you don't give back answers to mom , still you are not getting it) _______________________________________________________ This story is set in 1978 Female lead Ani Dev Ram 18 year old simple girl from middle class family , Fair and beautiful with average height4.10 , petite and fragile girl Dev Ram 29 years old cold man from middle class family, muscular body with height of 5.8 , light brown skin tone, strict as hell Read to find out the story ******************************************** This is purely my work I would not appreciate anyone to copy it others their will be the consequences

It's a typical arrange marriage story dating back to 80's. 𝙎𝘼𝘼𝙉𝙑𝙄 𝘼𝘽𝙃𝙄𝙍𝘼𝙅 𝙈𝘼𝙇𝙃𝙊𝙏𝙍𝘼 She is 18 y/o girl from a village having less to zero expectation. Growing up she saw how her father treated her mother so she was afraid that her husband would treat her the same. 𝘼𝘽𝙃𝙄𝙍𝘼𝙅 𝙈𝘼𝙇𝙃𝙊𝙏𝙍𝘼 He is a 25 y/o man wanting to start his own startup in the city. He was attracted to her since the first time he saw her. He loves her shy nature. He does not like to talk much. He is a reserved kind of person. That's it for the description. There will be grammatical errors as English is not my first language.

The story set in 1980's Indian Love story of anita kaashi who belong to poor family as anita's mother work in Royal haveli of singh's raghuveer singh belong to royal family current king who rule all over the country Read to find their love story * pictures are not mine they are from google *

This isn't for you if you like fairytales . It's not for soft hearted ones . " How many times ? " He asked gently, his frame close to hers . She was terrified beyond measure. " W.what ? " She dared to ask . He chuckled. " How many times shall I beat your disobedience out ? " " A.ab.abhimaan " she whisperd . " Mhm ? " he hummed. " M.maine k.kuch nahi k.kiya iss baar " She pleaded softly. " You weren't trying to escape guards ? " He asked , wiping her tears . She froze. " Can't function long with a dose , can you ? " He said while rolling his belt on his fist .

╰➤ Book 1 of "her" series ❛Remove your panty, let me see how much mess you've made for me❜ ⋆୨୧˚ꨄ RUDRAKSH & ISHAꨄ⋆୨୧˚ ᴄʜʜᴏᴅ ᴋʏᴜ ɴʜɪ ᴅᴇᴛᴇ ᴀᴀᴘ ʜᴜᴍᴇ!? ᴍᴏʜʙʙᴀᴛ ʜᴏᴛɪ ᴛᴏʜ ᴄʜʜᴏᴅ ʙʜɪ ᴅᴇᴛᴇ...ᴘᴀʀ ᴀʙ ᴀᴀᴘ ʜᴜᴍᴀʀᴀ ᴊᴜɴᴏᴏɴ ʙᴀɴ ɢʏɪ ʜᴀɪ ୨୧ ᴇꜱᴇ ᴋʏᴜ ᴅᴇᴋʜ ʀᴀʜᴇ ʜ!? ʙᴀꜱ ᴅᴇᴋʜ ʀʜᴀ ʜᴜ...ᴋɪ ɢᴜꜱꜱᴇ ᴍᴇɪ ʙʜɪ ᴀᴀᴘ ᴋɪᴛɴɪ ʜᴀꜱᴇᴇɴ ʟᴀɢᴛɪ ʜ ୨୧ #1 in ceo #1 in desi romance #4 in dark romance . . This is fiction writing and solely belongs to the author. Do not copyright.. Images and videos are not mine and was taken from Pinterest.. English is not my first language... Do not report my story. Disrespectful msgs will not be tolerated.... Don't compare or mention any other fictional character in my book as I don't like that..and I appreciate if u respect that.. Enjoy🩷

He wasn't the man she was supposed to marry. But when her fiancé cheated on the day of their wedding, his elder brother stepped in - not out of love, but to protect her dignity. Sharvika never wanted Veeransh. She never forgave him for what she thought he'd stolen. So she wore the bridal red with rage in her heart and vengeance on her lips. Veeransh accepted her coldness, her silence, her subtle punishments - all without defense. He never asked for her love. He only offered quiet protection... and took every blame she threw like it was his to carry. But hatred is a fragile thing when laid beside kindness. And guilt? Guilt never stays buried forever. As truths unravel, so does her heart - piece by piece, in the arms of the man she swore to hate. A story of broken vows, silent sacrifice, and a love that was never meant to happen... but did anyway. ........... Tropes: Marriage of convenience Fiancé runs, brother replaces Cold wife × quiet, protective husband He takes the blame, she gives the pain Guilt. Resentment. Silent love. .......... Words count : 49,600 ......... Started on : July 17, 2025 Completed on : ......... ! This story is complete work of imagination and it's completely mine ! ......... Pictures:- Pinterest (credits to the rightful owners)

*𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢.* Book 1 of ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs. A Royal Romance story. "Every curve of you is made to fit into my hands. My hands and my hands only." He lowered his mouth to her shoulder again, trailed moist lips to the nape of her neck. "Don't worry, My Angel," he whispered. "I'm made for your hands, too." ✧ Nikolai Ivanovich Petrov isn't just the youngest son of the Russian royal family-he's a mafia lord, a storm in human form. With the looks of a Greek God, he's a dangerous blend of beauty and power. His empire stretches across continents, built on fear, loyalty, and blood. Power is his addiction, and he's willing to do anything to claim it. To solidify his control, he needs one thing: a marriage. Not for love. Not for desire. But as a strategic weapon. And Radhika Bhardwaj, the naive daughter of a broken family, is the perfect pawn. Radhika was never meant for this world. A girl who once dreamed of freedom, now trapped in a marriage that serves nothing but Nikolai's ambitions. She didn't choose him. She didn't even get a say. Nikolai didn't care for her innocence or her life. For him, she was just another piece in his game. But in her, Nikolai sees something no one else has ever dared to show him: vulnerability, and a spark of light that might set fire to his world. Two worlds crash. Two souls collide. He doesn't care if she hates him. But he will own her anyway. "I hate you," she said. "I hate you too, baby," he replied. A man whose control over everything is absolute, can a single woman change the rules, or will she be crushed under his weight?

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔 , 𝑨 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒏 . ── .✦── .✦ 𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐮 , 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 - 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐲 , 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 , 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 . 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐢 , 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 , 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝 . ─ .✦── .✦ 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝 . ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 . 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 , 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 . 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬 , 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐭 .

𝙰𝚋𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚔 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚛𝚊(19) 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚍𝚋𝚘𝚢, 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜. 𝙷𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝙺𝙴𝙸𝚂𝙷𝙰𝙰 𝚂𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙼𝙰, 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚔'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚢𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚜. 𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚊 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚊(18) 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚍 & 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚘. 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚢 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜, 𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚒, 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚢 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙰𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚟 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝 🤫 𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 🤭....

𓍯𓂃𓏧Book 2 of historical series..ᝰ.ᐟ ❥𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑬𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔❥ "Don't you have any shame?! You are getting married in few hours and here you are with some other woman." "You are not some other woman! You are mine, my woman!" "No, I'm not. I won't be your secret, your mistress. That's why I've decided, I'm leaving Rajgarh. For good." "Don't you dare! Or I will hunt you down from anywhere in the world" ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Abhimanyu Singh Rathore and Kashmira Chauhan were never friends. Childhood rivals, bitter enemies, constantly bickering yet strangely inseparable. But something shattered between them four years ago. No goodbyes, no explanations, just silence. However, fate intervened and united them unexpectedly. Their paths crossed when Kashmira arrived in Rajgarh, his realm. The emotions they had long suppressed began to resurface, complicating their ability to remain apart. ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Join me in the journey of Abhimanyu and Kashmira to know if their love can survive or not. Will these enemies ever turn into lovers?