She felt it before she saw it-the prickle of eyes on her skin, the unsettling sensation of being watched, even in a crowd. The feeling had started months ago, subtle at first, just a hint of unease that she brushed aside as paranoia. But as days turned into weeks, the sensation grew more intense, more insistent, like a shadow that followed her everywhere. Her friends called her dramatic, her mother worried she was overworking herself. But she knew better. It wasn't just her imagination. He was always there-just out of sight, lurking in the edges of her world, a dark figure woven into the fabric of her life. She caught glimpses of him in reflections, a fleeting silhouette in the corner of her vision. She could feel his presence, a heavy weight pressing on her chest, tightening her breath. He watched her with a hunger that burned in his eyes, an obsession that consumed him. She didn't know his name, didn't know his face, but she could feel the intensity of his gaze even when she was alone. It was a strange sensation, knowing someone wanted her so badly it bordered on madness. Her every move was marked, every breath counted. She was no longer living in a city, but in a cage-a cage he had built, without bars or locks, yet impossible to escape. He had chosen her, marked her as his own, and now there was no turning back. She's his obsession, and he's her obsessive stalker. What she didn't know was why. Why her? Why now? And what would he do if she tried to run? The answer was simple-he would never let her go

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝𝐢 × 𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐲 𝐊𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝟐𝟏 × 𝟑𝟐 Radhika Chaturvedi was never taught how to choose. Only how to accept. Raised under the rigid rules of Vaidehi and Virendra Chaturvedi, she learned early that silence keeps peace... and obedience keeps respect. So when she becomes the wife of Abhimaan Roy Kapoor-a man the world admires-she steps into his life without questions. Because girls like her don't question. They adjust. At first, it feels like care. The way he decides for her. The way he watches her. The way he keeps her exactly where he wants her. But slowly... it begins to feel like something else. Her voice softens. Her choices disappear. And piece by piece, Radhika starts fading into a version of herself she doesn't recognize. In a house full of people, surrounded by names and relationships, she learns how loud silence can be. Because Abhimaan Roy Kapoor is not cruel. He's worse. He believes he's right. And when a man like that loves you... he doesn't break you all at once. He does it quietly. This is not a love story. This is the story of a woman who didn't realize she was losing herself- until there was almost nothing left to lose.

Arsalan Ahmed, a successful psychiatrist and the heir to Siddiqui Enterprises, ends up in a surprising marriage to his cousin-a woman he doesn't get along with at all. They are as different as night and day, always clashing. From the start, Arsalan promises her that their marriage is temporary and that they will go their separate ways after a certain time. But as they live together and get to know each other, things begin to change. Despite their differences, Arsalan starts to see another side of her and realizes he might be falling in love. Find out what happens in "Somewhere in Our Hearts"-a story where two people who seem completely incompatible might just discover love where they least expect it. {𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠-𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎}

Ishita Verma never prayed for love. She prayed for escape. Aarav Rajput never believed in destiny. He believed in control. One impulsive moment inside a temple binds two strangers into a marriage neither of them planned, wanted, or understood. A secret husband. A hidden wife. A cold CEO and an introverted girl pretending to be strangers in public. This is not a love story that begins with romance. This is a marriage that learns how to survive before it learns how to feel. Note: Guys this story's plot struck me suddenly and I tried to make it as better as possible from my imagination. Guys please follow atleast till part 30 if you feel it is not what you thought it would be. I am a first time writer so I hope everyone will support me and help me grow ❤️

Adnan agrees to marriage under one condition - no children. Preferably, a woman who can never have them. Saba is forty. Educated. Independent. Quietly resilient. After six years of marriage marked by infertility and three miscarriages, she was divorced and returned to her parents' home carrying grief no one could see. When her aging father worries about her future, she agrees to marry again - not out of hope, but out of resolve. Their union is arranged, practical, and deeply uncomfortable. Both come from modern, well-educated Pakistani families. Both have careers - Adnan runs his family's real estate business; Saba works as a social worker at a girls' high school. Both know loss intimately. And yet, neither is prepared to face it reflected back at them. Adnan keeps his distance, offering respect without warmth. Saba tries to make the marriage work without begging for affection. What follows is not a love story born from passion - but one shaped by silence, grief, and the difficult choice to stay present instead of hiding in the past. Some marriages begin with promises. Theirs begins with restraint.

A wedding... and a runaway bride! Srishti Mishra forced to marry her sister's would-be husband! Mahir Kapoor, a ruthless man who cares about nothing except his work. After his bride runs away, he forcefully marries Srishti and demands a child from her. Srishti wants to escape, but every time she tries, Mahir pulls her back to him. Will Srishti ever be able to get away from Mahir? And why does Mahir want a child so desperately?

[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....

"In the game of power, the Queen is never moved by choice. She is taken by force." Vikramaditya Singh Rana is the youngest, most ruthless CM the state has ever seen. He doesn't believe in prayers, he believes in commands. He has everything-the throne, the people, and the law. Everything, except for the girl from the mountains who dared to look away. Gauri was never meant for the corridors of power. She was meant for the open sky and the cold mountain air. But when a debt from the past is called due, she finds herself sold to the devil in a white kurta. A forced marriage. A gilded cage. A man who wants to own her soul. Gauri thought she was being married to a leader. She didn't realize she was being handed over to a predator who had been waiting for years to claim his 'Amanat.' "You can hate me all you want, Gauri. But in this house, even your breath belongs to me."

A billionaire finds himself dangerously obsessed with the scent of Anika's skin, making it his greatest addiction. Driven by a desperate situation, Anika is forced to accept a man twice her age as her Sugar Daddy.

"How would you like to get f*ck today, my dear wife?" 🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭🂺 "It was the year 1999....when eyes still mirrored every emotion, and love spoke without a single word." बात सन 1999 की जब आंखें ज़ज्बात का आईना हुआ करती थीं! ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Vedarth is the kind of man who leaves a quiet impression. He's smart and genuinely intelligent, the type who observes more than he speaks. There's a shy charm in the way he carries himself, yet every now and then, a playful flirt slips through his calm exterior. He fell in love with his wife the moment he saw her, a feeling that still reflects in his eyes whenever she's around. Though a little mysterious at times, he treats everyone with respect and warmth, making him surprisingly easy to talk to and impossible to forget. Aratrika is a quiet storm wrapped in soft edges. She's shy and a little nerdy, but her sharp mind always shines in her academics as she works toward her degree. She loves her siblings fiercely, and they're her biggest source of joy. Marriage isn't something she ever dreamed about, and with her father's wish steering her future, she's stepping into it with zero expectations. Still, she keeps her dignity intact. She's respectful to everyone but never afraid to speak the truth when it matters. Promo- In 1999, an arranged marriage ties two strangers together. For her, it's duty. For him, it's destiny. He falls first. He falls harder. And once she's his, heaven helps the man who even looks her way. She meets him with quiet grace. He meets her with an intensity he can't hide-soft around her, ruthless around the world. Forced proximity turns into something warmer, deeper, and far more dangerous. Every shared silence, every almost-touch pulls them closer than either planned. But the past is never truly past. Secrets rise. Shadows stretch. And love becomes the only thing strong enough to survive the storm.