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Married To police officer  by storybysk
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#1 ranking in cousin [18-01-2019] #1 ranking in doctor [20-02-2019] #1 ranking in Indian [26-02-2019] #1 ranking in relatives [29-03-2019] #1 ranking in Tamil [06-04-2019] Hi Friends This is My First story please do support. This story is about two tamil family lives in Coimbatore.And the story mainly focus on Karthik Krishnan 28 year old police officer and Ishwarya ram 24 year old medical student. They are family friends and cousins let's see what happens. let's peep into the story to know more. P.S. please do support by voting, sharing, read my book and please do comment to correct my mistake. And please do not copy my book, read and enjoy.
~|| 𝐕𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐈 || 18+ by Vrindawrts
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|| 𝐕𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐈 || 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐯𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝑺𝒆𝒕 𝒊𝒏 1900𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒅 𝑰𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒂, 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒓, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔. 𝑽𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒂 𝒂 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒌𝒂𝒂𝒓 -𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏. 𝑺𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅, 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕-𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒊𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚. 𝑹𝒂𝒋𝒗𝒆𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒛𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 - 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚, 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒄𝒚. 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. 𝑰𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒈𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝑨 𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆
The Stranger Who Became My Husband by theintrovertgirl
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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 ❤️
Deadly Vengeance - Completed ✅ by NyVara_9
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"I will make you regret every minute of your miserable life," He promised, words of hatred, loathing, and a loaded truck's worth of anger. "What makes you think I'll make your life any easier?" I blinked innocently, blowing him a kiss. "I love you." "Fuck you!" Shaurya Rajawat is the Prince of Suryavaar, my father's enemy, and the uncontested heir to the northern belt of India's crime universe: the Syndicate. What were the odds that I'd fall in love with him? My obsession with the long-haired, ultra-tall, buff-muscled man began a long time ago. Just when my fates were being generous, when my Prince Charming was right within my reach, misfortune struck like an unexpected bolt of lightning in a torturous thunderstorm. He hates me for something I didn't do, and I love him for everything he is. My fight was simple, or so I thought. Prove my innocence. Win back the man I would die for. It didn't take long to see that there were more pressing problems at hand, the danger circling him, cloaked in righteousness. I would move mountains, burn bridges, and cross every line that stood in my way to save him. So the game of hide and seek began. And Trisha Pratap is not one to back down, not until my enemies bled and begged for mercy...
𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓴𝓲 𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓪  by aru_tales5
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#Book 1 "Shivraj Singh Ranawat" - The Business tycoon/ Professor, heartthrob but heartless. "Preet Rao"- An innocent soul, kind-hearted, an ambivert, college going student. "Jaiveer Singhania" - A sharp minded college going student, passionate about his dreams and never wanted to fall in love but got obsessed. Three souls having ultimate different lives and personality. What will happen when they cross eachother's path? Will they heal from the scars of past or they'll destroy each other? Tropes Age gap Soft romance Slow burn Hidden Truths Possessive ML Professor x student MLA x student Businessman x college student Multi couples Beast x innocent soul #1 fictionallove #1 SlowBurnRomance #1 Secondchance
Mere Swami by Grey_blanket-writes
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She was trapped in a toxic relationship with the underworld's most feared mafia boss-yet she stayed willingly. For one condition. As long as he allowed her to remain close to him, she would endure anything-his orders, his rage, even his cruel punishments. Blinded by an obsession she mistook for love, Ishita lived in his shadow, bound to his world, and chained to his name. But what happens when Sidharth, the 27-year-old ruler of the underground, discovers the truth she has been hiding... the secret that could shatter everything? Will he keep the fragile 25-year-old woman he called his own? Or will he destroy her the same way he destroys every enemy who dares to deceive him? Step into a story where love turns into possession, loyalty blurs into obsession, and one woman's reality becomes the one thing that could either save her... or get her killed.
TANGLED IN SILK : Love or a whore? | 18+ by ankssss__
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ʜᴇ ʜᴇʟᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ꜰᴜᴄᴋᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴏ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴅʙᴏᴀʀᴅ ᴋɴᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟ. ʜᴇ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ꜰɪʟᴛʜ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴇᴀʀ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʀᴀɢɢᴇᴅ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜꜱ, ʜᴏᴡ ᴛɪɢʜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ, ʜᴏᴡ ʜᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ, ʜᴏᴡ ɴᴏᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ʜᴇʀ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ. "ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ" ʜᴇ ꜱɴᴀʀʟᴇᴅ. "ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ʙᴜʀɴꜱ, ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪꜰ ɪ ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟʟ ꜰᴏʀ ɪᴛ" ◇◇◇◇ Trapped in a loveless marriage, she craves what she's forbidden to have. Aradhya's world is one of quiet suffering until her husband's enigmatic elder brother, Arjun, ignites a fire she thought was long dead. Slow burning desire turns into a dangerous obsession. Every stolen glance, every reckless touch pulls them deeper into a web of passion, secrets, and broken promises. This isn't a story for the faint hearted. It's raw. It's messy. It's the kind of love that bruises, consumes, and leaves you breathless. Dare to enter their world if you can handle the heat.
⟢⟢ 𝗣𝗮𝘆𝗮𝗹: 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗿𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗪𝗶𝗳𝗲 (𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟰) ⟣⟣ by Shreya_Stories
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𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗙𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗼𝗳 ~𝘼 𝙍𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙒𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 ⟣ ⟣ ⟣ ⟣ ⟣ An arranged marriage. A rich playboy. A girl who barely speaks above a whisper. Ishaan Singh Rathore lives for the thrill-fast cars, loud music, and fleeting romances. He's the kind of man who's never looked past tomorrow. Payal Grewal is his opposite in every way. Quiet, gentle, and devoted to her traditions, she's spent her life honoring a promise made before she was born-one that now binds her to Ishaan in marriage. Their grandfathers made a pact. Now it's time to fulfill it. But how can a man who's never taken love seriously handle a woman who's never known anything else? She's silence. He's chaos. And they've been destined for each other since before they could speak. Can opposites really attract-or will this marriage break before it even begins?
Yearning Hearts - a saga of destiny by Priya_srinivas10
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"Hi Riya how are you feeling?" Kanvika asked a small 9-year-old patient who was lying on the bed suffering from emphysema (a chronic disorder related to the lungs) I'm fine Dr didi and meet my big brother, she said pointing her hand towards the other side of the bed. Without looking first, she continued to say, "Hi this is kanvi..." her voice fading away as soon as she saw the person standing in the opposite direction. The other person, now taking the lead continued, "Hello this is Abhimanyu Agnihotri", forwarded his hand, and he was shocked to see her wearing a nuptial chain ( related to the wedding ). "Hi this is kanvika Baner.." she stopped again and proceeded to say, "Sorry I'm Kanvika Agnihotri " forwarded her hand too, shaking his hand. He was more shocked to hear her saying his surname instead of her name. He didn't even see her face on the day of their wedding. The very next day of their marriage, he had to travel to london for his company emergency meeting and issues. So he never got a chance to see his own wife's face. After 3 months he came back to India as his Grandmother was budging him to take care of his wife and take up his responsibilities. He did not know that he got married to his LOVE and even she didn't know that the person she was searching for is none other than her own husband. People might think this is a mistake forgetting the fact that this is just a Chance given by the destiny. When destiny decides to bring them together, it will. Destiny never break it's own promise. It will bring them back together even without their own acknowledgment Now, how will he convince her? For not being and not caring for past 3 months. Will he ask for forgiveness? Will She forgive him? . . . . . . . She used to live in his memories, He used to live in her words. Neither her heart forgot him nor he left her back. Let's see the journey of two Yearning Hearts.
Naa bava Naa Katha by krishnavati
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Some stories begin with love. Mine began with fear. Not the kind that comes from danger... The kind that comes when your heart chooses someone it was never allowed to want. He is my Bava. Twenty-six. Cold, composed, bound by rules and reputation. He doesn't smile easily. He doesn't speak unless necessary. He doesn't look at me-not really. To him, I'm just noise. A responsibility. A girl with messy in my pain. I trip over words, I spill my coffee, I laugh when I'm nervous. But when he walks into the room, my entire world stills. He doesn't touch me. Doesn't tease. Doesn't soften. And yet I burn for him. I fear him the way a storm is feared-beautiful, untouchable, and capable of destroying everything I've built inside me. He stands for control. I live in chaos. He builds empires. I can barely hold my breath i he's near. And maybe this love isn't meant to be. But when something forbidden lives in your veins long enough... it stops feeling wrong. It just becomes yours. This is not his love story. Not yet. It's mine. And it begins with silence, longing... and a girl who dared to love a man who never looked her way.