Book 1 of Series Phool, a 17 year old girl whose brown eyes were filled with fear. On whose 5 feet tall, flawless milky body, she was wearing an orange colored Rajasthani Ghaghra Choli. It looked even more beautiful on her well-shaped and beautiful body. Her lips were light pink in color. Her light brown hair was long and thick. Which was braided in a long braid. She had small silver earrings in her ears and wore a nose pin. Her figure was well-shaped and had a milky complexion. Looking at her, it seemed as if she was a princess or an Apsara. And God had carved her with his own hands and sent her to earth. But perhaps God had forgotten to write her fate. She was a maid. _________________ She burnt Phool's hand and threw the iron away and holding Phool's jaw said angrily, "You will play tricks with me. Did you think that I will leave you just like that after burning my saree? I am only giving you a small reward for this mistake of mine. If you go to my in-laws house and make any mistake or even raise your eyes towards my Krit ji, I will burn this beautiful face of yours with acid. Kriti Thakur sa is only mine. He is only mine." _____________________ Kritvirya, The prince of Jodhpur and the future Hukum Sa is 32 years old. He is 6' 6" tall and has black eyes.He Is Handsome and most eligible bachelor of Rajasthan. He loves his only son the most in his life. _______________ His father said to him angrily, "The one you want to make your queen is a maid in this palace. "I can burn thousands of such palaces to make Phool my queen." Krit said without any fear.

•|𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 (Replaced Bride) 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘|• ✦ RITVIKA KAPOOR ✦ A girl who carries the sun in her smile and storms in her silence. She wasn't raised in riches, but she's richer than most-in love, in softness, in strength. A single mother at 24, her heart beats not just for herself, but for her little girl who calls her "Mumma." 𝙎𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 is her language and 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 her comfort-she loves quietly, endures deeply. Every scar has a story, but she chooses not to tell them, only to live past them. She dreams of love, but doesn't expect it. She hopes for a miracle, yet walks through life with calm acceptance. She is a - ❝ Khud se zyada kisi aur ke liye jeene wali ladki. ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦✧✦ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦ VIDYUT RAJVANSH ✦ His presence demands silence. A man built from shadows and steel. Cold eyes, sharp suits, and a reputation darker than the night. He's the kind of man who doesn't flinch at loss, and never looks back once he walks away. A CEO, a name whispered in fear, a heart hidden behind layers of pain and pride. Commitments? He avoids them. Emotions? He shuts them out. Children? He doesn't do soft things-until Tara calls him "Dadda." He doesn't believe in second chances, but somehow, Ritvika feels like the home he never had. He is a - ❝ Mohabbat se door bhaagne wala, lekin mohabbat mein doobta hua aadmi. ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦✧✦ ━━━━━━━━━━ Join the Journey of RITVIKA & VIDYUT 💗

𝑨𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒗 𝑲𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒚𝒂𝒑,is a rich businessman of the state. His wife Kavya was the only love of his life. He had a crush on her since their college days. Finally he proposed her and they got married. There dream of 'happily ever after' could not come true. They were married for 2 years when Aadya was born and Kavya lost her life while giving her birth. It broke Aarav completely. Now the only source of his survival was his 6 months old daughter, Aadya. It was then when his parents suggested him to marry again. He couldn't help but to marry again for the shake of her beloved daughter. .. ... 𝑯𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒚𝒂 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒂, a simple girl but unfortunately a widow. Her husband died just after ten days of their wedding due to heart attack. Her in-laws blamed her for her husband's death and she was thrown out of the house. Her parents forced her to marry again and that too with a man who was a father of 6month old daughter. What twists and turn will Aarav's and Hridya's lives take place? Will they ever accept each other?

Oman married a homeless girl to protect her from this cruel society. At first, he was beyond frustrate by this girl who was thrusted into his hands against his will. Later, unknowingly he fell harder for his little wife. *** Oman was exiled from his own country and he had travel to another country. During their deserted journey they both came close enough to share physical and emotional intimacy. Oman was a ruthless and fearless man, while tara was a quiet and innocent girl. Age-gap Historical fiction. 🔞🔞

💔 "She waited her whole life to confess... but he kissed someone else." SHIVIKA MALHOTRA - 22, hopeless romantic, secretly in love with her childhood best friend SIDDHARTH SINGHANIA. She had loved him for years - through every heartbreak, every late-night call, every silly fight. And finally, one day, she gathered the courage to tell him... But what she saw shattered her. Her best friend. His lips. And not a single word left her mouth that day. But fate isn't done with them yet. Now, years later... destiny ties them together in the most unexpected way: a forced marriage. Will old love find its way back? Or is she too broken to believe in second chances? --- 💥 Tropes you'll love: 💔 Best friends to lovers 💍 Forced marriage 💞 Childhood love 💫 Second chances 🔥 Love triangle + betrayal

⚠️Highly Mature Content⚠️ (18+/21+ Audience only) SLOW UPDATES DUE TO BOARDS'26 "Chup chaap humari bitiya se byaah lo, daroga... varna jiss taesh se aaye the naa ussi taesh mein apne jigri dost ki laash saath lekar jaaoge." ("Quietly marry our daughter, officer... or else, the same rage you came here with, you'll return with your best friend's corpse alongside you.") An IPS officer. That's what I am. Stoic, trained to face gunfire without blinking, to stare criminals in the eye. And yet, here I stood in a mud-stained courtyard, stripped of power, cornered by men who didn't fear the law. Is this real? An officer dragged into a pakdua byaah like some helpless boy? With a village girl-barely literate, cloaked in shyness and fragility? Me-a divorced man, father to a one-year-old daughter who waits for me to come home? Nothing about it fit. And yet everything about it was true. Because my best friend-my brother in every sense-sat tied to a chair across from me. His hands bound, his eyes defiant, and three guns pointed to his head. Aarish. Soon to be a father himself. Husband to Suhani, who was as much my sister as blood could make her. What was I supposed to do? Marry or rebel? The choice was never mine. I whispered, almost ashamed: "Main talaaqshuda hoon... aur ek beti ka baap bhi." ("I am divorced... and also the father of a daughter.") She looked at me with steady innocence: "Nahi... ab aap ek shaadi-shuda insaan hai. Aur hum uss bachi ki maa hai." ("No... now you are a married man. And I am that child's mother.") TROPES City Boy × Village Girl IPS × Illiterate Forced Marriage / Pakdua Byaah Second Chance at Love Stepmother Role Found Family Traumatic Past Grumpy × Sunshine Duty vs Desire Single Father Romance Slow Burn Romance Innocence Meets Experience

Katha was only 25 when she chose her daughter over her husband. Vedant wanted a son. When Vedika was born, he withdrew-never holding her, never celebrating her, never seeing her as more than a burden. So Katha did what generations of women were told not to- she divorced him. She left. She walked away from silence, from a loveless marriage, and from a house that never saw her daughter. She returned home to Kashi, hoping to rebuild something soft, safe, and loving for Vedika. What she didn't expect... was Rudraksh Thakur. Her first love. Her ex boyfriend. The boy who broke her. Now a man who won't stop fighting to earn her back. Where Vedant failed, Rudraksh rises. As a father to Vedika. As a lover to Katha. Because no matter what time took from him-she was always his. But after everything.. he did to her in the past... Will Katha be able to give him a second chance? Will Katha let herself be loved again-by the man who once shattered her? **** "Rudraksh... I have a daughter..." Katha whispered against his lips. His hand slid to her bare waist beneath the saree, pulling her closer, his lips brushing against her neck. Slowly, he began to kiss her there. She gasped, but he didn't stop. "No, Katha..." he murmured, voice low and certain. "Vedika is our daughter." Tropes: • Single Mother x First love • Second Chances • Obsessive but Soft Hero • Small Town / Kashi Romance • Old school Romance

"Pyaar se nahi, shraap se likhi gayi thi meri shaadi ki kismet..." She's the Sarpanch's loud, poetry-spouting daughter from a small Rajasthani village. He's the cold, brooding prince - a 34-year-old ruler known as Saheb, feared more than loved. And the palace they're forced to live in? Cursed. Legend says: "Jis mahal mein dulhan ki marzi ke bina shaadi hui... wahan suhaag nahi, sirf shraap bacha hai." No woman who married into Rajgarh Palace ever lived to tell the tale. Until Saanjh arrived. With her pink chappals, sass, and storm-level chaos. Now she's stuck with a royal husband who glares more than he speaks, a soul connection that dates back 200 years, and a curse that only she can break - but only if the wedding happens again... By love. Not force. By rebellion. Not silence. Get ready for: ✔️ Royal drama ✔️ Flashbacks to a tragic past ✔️ Slow-burn, fiery romance ✔️ Chaotic wife vs grumpy husband energy ✔️ Secrets. Sindoor. And a soul that refuses to burn quietly.