Story contains mature and explicit scenes. Read at your own risk ⚠️ 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐊𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐦 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 The 25-year-old, Rudraveer was the only kumhar (Potter) of his entire village. A traditional kumhar, he spent his entire day with clay, making various matkas, diyas, and other household items. He was hardworking, responsible, and carried a calm, steady aura around him. But Rudraveer wasn't someone who spoke much. In fact, his hands worked far more than his mouth ever did. With a stern face, quiet nature, and strong presence, most villagers were slightly scared of him. To everyone, he looked like a strong, emotionally distant man who had no softness in him at all if only they knew the truth. Along with that, he carried one more responsibility on his shoulders, his younger brother. And perhaps that was why, even though his age was steadily passing by, he never truly had the time to think about his own marriage. Life had kept him so occupied with responsibilities that he had neither the time nor the space in his heart to think about love.. And then there was Sajni. Twenty-year-old Sajni was the complete opposite of Rudraveer in every possible way. If Rudraveer was silence , Sajni was pure noise. With a heart of gold, Sajni was a bubbly, talkative, absolutely chaotic girl who could never do a single thing properly without creating some sort of mess around her. She was trouble. Sweet trouble. The kind that could turn a quiet day upside down within minutes. And just like that one day, in the middle of an unexpected situation no one could have predicted, Rudraveer ended up marrying Sajni , not out of love, not out of choice, but to save her from a fate that would have ruined her life forever. Would a man like Rudraveer ever be able to fall for a girl like Saj

She is a powerful pearl merchant, obsessed with finding rare red pearls controlled by her rival. What she doesn't know is that these pearls are formed from a boy's blood when it touches water... and that boy is her competitor's son. As her search pulls her closer to him, the line between ambition and humanity begins to blur...because the rarest treasure she seeks is also the one being destroyed. Tropes : Reverse age-gap ,pearl merchant x pearl boy ,Shy x grumpy ,human x living relic ,rivals to lover ,Human x ocean-blooded .

"She tried to reach out the fallen star, the one still yearning for a ground called love." Born in a conservative family of UP, famous not for respect but for dangerous things, where women were nothing more than showpieces to be controlled and ordered. Shreevi Mishra never fit in. The more restrictions they put on her, the more she burned to break them. In a house where even listening to songs was a sin, she dared to dream of two impossible things, One, to become an actress. Two, to marry him. But him who? Yuvaan Shergill. Superstar. The calmest, sweetest, humblest man, at least, that's what the world believes. Or maybe that's just what he wants them to see. Afterall is is an actor. Because behind the fame and lights is a man scarred by bitter experiences, a man who has learned to see the world through one lens, money. With a typical mindset, he believes girls only want one thing from him, his wealth. And so, he has vowed to keep them far away. But when God said action, even he was unknown to his part of script. For the most money-minded girl he would ever meet was also the one who refused to leave his side. Shreevi Mishra, his craziest stalker, the girl with brown-crimson eyes who followed him everywhere. All Yuvaan wanted was to get rid of her. All she wanted was to make him fall for her...by hook or by crook.

She stepped into the marriage under a veil- knowing the man waiting for her was her family's sworn enemy. Two opposites, different dreams, where one is stuck on revenge while other desires freedom. Raised on hatred, bound by vows, and trapped between loyalty and desire, they were never meant to fall in love. But fate doesn't ask for permission. As truths surface and lines blur, hate turns into longing, and an unwanted marriage becomes the most dangerous thing of all-love. Because some unions are mistakes... until they aren't.

𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 & 𝐕𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐥 He is 29 She is 19 He is cold hearted She is soft hearted He is a CEO She is a Student He is Advait She is Vaani •He fell first & harder 🌷 ⋆🍒 ˚｡💌 ☾

A police officer. A conman. A marriage certificate. What could possibly go wrong? What happens when a no-nonsense police officer discovers that the charming conman she's been chasing for years is not just her enemy-but her accidental husband? ACP Aaradhya Mehra doesn't have time for love. She has criminals to catch, rules to enforce, and a flawless reputation to protect. But then there's Ekansh Chauhan-the man who can disappear without a trace, forge anything from a passport to a love letter, and who-thanks to one disastrously brilliant con-managed to trick her into marrying him during an undercover mission gone spectacularly wrong. Neither of them believed in marriage. They both left it buried like a bad joke. Until Aaradhya discovers the horrifying truth-their "fake wedding" is legally binding. Now, every time their paths cross-during rooftop chases, midnight raids, or accidental kisses-he smirks and says: "Careful, wife. You're making this marriage look real" Enemies. Lovers. Secret spouses. Their love story is as explosive as a gunshot- and as illegal as his latest scam From the daughter of Ishaani and Aarav (from Silsila-Ye-Chahat Ka) comes a story of fire, chaos, and an accidental love that refuses to let go

"Chandani loved Vikram deeply, but he never returned her feelings. He was the perfect man in everyone's eyes, while she was always made to feel less. Despite the years of mistreatment, humiliation, and heartbreak, she stayed, hoping for a change. But when she realized he would never stand up for her and suffered a devastating loss alone, she knew she had to make a difficult choice. With divorce papers in hand, she reflects on the past that led her here, the love she lost, and the strength she found within herself. As she prepares to walk away, will Vikram finally realize what she truly means to him?" The English translations have now been added to the chapters. I hope you enjoy the story.

Kavya,after being molested by her in-laws runs away one week before her wedding and ends up in a village. Keshav who is a priest in a village, who fell for kavya the second he saw her. What will happen when kavya asks him to marry her but it will be a CONTRACT MARRIAGE.

[PARTITION ROMANCE] 18+ She is a mute. He is a politician. And 1947 is burning around them. After surviving a brutal assault and losing her only family, Vrishty, a voiceless Hindu girl, is left alone in a town tearing itself apart. Hunted by the man who first claimed her, she hides in silence, until Meer, an emerging Muslim politician, becomes the only barrier between her and the chaos outside. Bound by guilt and an unexpected pull, Meer begins to realise his vicinity with the girl. But the nation which divided amongst the communal hate, will it be able to save these burning interfaith hearts, alive? __________________________ "In Islam" he continued quietly. "You cannot marry unless both agree... and unless both are Muslim" His expression twisted, a deep aching conflict. I shook my head, looking at him. As if almost pleading him. Noo...please....

𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟏 × 𝟐3 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: #𝟏 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 She saw him more than once. And every time, her heart betrayed her; racing, stumbling, fluttering like a caged butterfly chasing a memory. Her breath shortened, her chest tightened, and still, she said nothing. Because it wasn't her place. Because she was never meant to be seen. Until she was. Until the day she stood before him, not as a stranger in the crowd, but as his bride. The wrong bride. He had seen her before. Once in passing, her eyes barely a flicker in his peripheral vision, dismissed for a prettier pair. The second time, he saw her through a vow sealed in blood and duty. And rage erupted. Exacting. Demanding. She wasn't supposed to wear that dress. She wasn't supposed to carry his name. But now that she does... There's no turning back.