"sometimes when tradition meets love a beautiful bond is formed" This story is about arrange marriage in a small village of era 1960's A girl tied in a arrange marriage since she was born When he was deeply in love with him she was scared of him Tropes-: Arrange marriage Childhood marriage Grumpy×sunshine Cold×kind Shameless×shy Workalcoholic×housewife Confident×introvert _______________________________ He is I hate when someone yaps a lot She is I love yapping HAPPY ENDING!!

"A king bows to no one." "Weakness invites betrayal." "Respect is earned through fear, not kindness." "I would rather burn the world than kneel before anyone." Viktor Schwarz the mafia king of Europe built his empire on blood, silence, and fear, killed without mercy, and trusted no one.. He doesn't believe in love. He doesn't trust softness. And he sure as hell doesn't kneel. Until her. Avira Malhotra lived in a world of rules, traditions, and carefully guarded innocence. The daughter of a billionaire, she knew how to walk with grace-but never with danger at her heels. Until a forced marriage with a ruthless German mafia king shatters everything she thought she knew. She was never meant to enter his world. But now that she has-he's never letting her go. She wasn't part of the plan-but now she's the only one who can bring him to his knees. She was supposed to be a pawn. Sweet. Obedient. Easy to control. But she walked in with fire in her eyes and chaos in her heart. She is none of those things. Now, with secrets closing in, enemies lurking in shadows, and betrayal tightening its grip, Viktor must make a choice: protect the empire he built... or the woman who's taming the monster within. In a world of blood and power, love was never part of the plan. But fate doesn't ask for permission.

Book 1 in the " Eternity" Series [ Completed ] Kartik x Garima ******************* Ishq woh bala hai, jisko chhuaya isne woh jala hai...dil se hota hai shuru magar, kamwaqt sar par chaddha hai...🪷 *********************** Started : 05/05/25 Ends : 06/04/26 #1 in Uae [ 23/ 7/2025 ] #3 in Revange [ 15/ 9/25 ] #1 in plot [ 6/12/25 ] #1 in Eternity [ 24/12/25 ]

A child marriage they never asked for. A future they never expected. She was just 13, he was 15, when their fates were bound by family and tradition. He walked away. She waited. Now she's 18, finally sent to live with the husband she barely knows... And he's 20, more distant, more bitter, and completely uninterested. To him, she's invisible. To her, he's everything she was promised-but never had. Will the boy who left ever become the man who stays? Can a marriage born in silence... ignite into something real? Child Marriage Hate-to-Love Invisible-to-Irresistible Forced Proximity / Living Together "Touch Her and You Die" Vibes Possessive Jealousy Slow Burn Obsession

18 years old Sirisha Mathur, is an intelligent, straight-A, and straightforward yet introverted girl. She had never even imagined that she would fall in love but when she meets, 19 years old Kunal Oberoi, who is an all-rounder, good at studies, plays football well, is handsome, and is hell extroverted, but is way too irresponsible to be an adult, Things happen that she had never thought could happen to her, Weird Feelings Goosebumps Butterflies In The Stomach Affection Blushing Jealousy LOVE.... All Mine Duet: Book 1 ~~~~~~ I can't make the Description any more catchy. But I can assure you that this story is worth reading. Do give it a try and review <3 (Mature Content. Warning has been given on the chapter head so that you can skip that chapter.) ___________________________ All Rights Reserved ©

🌌 Whisper's of Destiny 🌌 By @ashii_verse 🖤 "Some stories aren't meant to be told. They're meant to bleed through silence... and leave scars where no one sees." --- Avni. Soft. Subtle. Almost invisible to the world. But beneath her quiet grace lies a storm she's too afraid to name. She doesn't raise her voice. She doesn't ask for more. She simply exists - until he sees her. The man no one dares to look in the eye... yet she meets his gaze with trembling honesty. Rajveer. Sharp mind. Cold presence. A man who speaks less and controls more. He doesn't crave love. He craves silence, control, and order. But there's something about her - the way she lowers her eyes when he speaks, the way her fear doesn't hide her truth - that draws him in like a storm waiting to be unleashed. --- ❝ You look at me like I'm human, Avni... ❞ ❝ But I've spent my whole life making sure I'm not. ❞ ❝ And still... ❞ ❝ You make me want to be yours. ❞ --- This is not a love story. This is restraint and desire at war. A girl too soft for his world. A man too dangerous for hers. And a fate that ties them together - not gently, but violently. He doesn't know how to love. She doesn't know how to leave. And somewhere in the silence between them, something begins to burn... slowly, darkly, beautifully. ✨ Whisper's of Destiny - a haunting slow-burn of longing, power, and a love so quiet... it leaves nothing untouched. ---

•KYRAANSH SINGH RAJPUT -Age: 26 -CEO of Rajput Industries | Mafia King | -Her Shadowed Protector -Aansh (only by Shanshi) -He's the kind of man who walks into a room, and silence follows. -Cold -Powerful -A king in a world built on fear and blood, but with a heart that still beats for one girl. -Most handsome man you ever seen -Ruthless for the world. Gentle only for her, only for his moon -Family means everything to him, but she? She was his world. --- •SHANSHI RATHORE -Age: 23 - CEO | His Moon | Her Family's Sunshine -She's elegance wrapped in softness, very beautiful but next level in hotness lips that smile like poetry. -Beautiful, bold in Love -At 19, she chose dreams, left behind her heart, and wrote her first love confession in a letter which changed two life her and his aansh life TROPES Childhood lover Ceo×ceo Love of life Royal romance Office romance Soft romance Both fell Harder Strong ML and FL Mafia

"Kshatveer! Ruko!" Yashvi screameed I didn't stop. I pinned him against the stone fountain, my hand around his throat. I wasn't a student anymore; I was a monster protecting its prize. I landed another blow, and another, until the boy's face was a mess of red. "Kshatveer! Tum usey maar daloge!" Yashvi was pulling at my arm, her small hands useless against my strength. I turned, my eyes bloodshot. "Get inside, Yashvi. Go to the classroom. Now." "Nahi! Tum pagal ho gaye ho-" "ANDAR JAO!" I roared. Yashvi's POV As soon as I saw him walking toward me-looking all calm and princely again after beating someone to a pulp-I lost it. My "elegant" mask shattered. "Teri MKC!" I screamed, the most foul, tapori abuse flying out of my mouth. "Pagal hai kya tu? Kyun maara usey? Wo sirf baat kar raha tha! Tu hamesha aisa hi karta hai, kutta, kameena, psycho-" Kshatveer's POV I was in front of her in a second. I slammed my hand over her mouth, pinning her against the wall. The smell of copper from my bleeding knuckles was between us. "No, baby... no," I whispered, my voice a dark, possessive melody. "No gande words. Not from those beautiful lips." #1 in bestfriend ( date - 5 feb 2026) #1 in slow burn ( 6 feb 2026) Kshatveer× yashvi grumpy × foul calm× violent dominant× dominant but not in front of him king × his bestie. obsessed × mad Get bitten and she bites Arrange marriage,arrange by him Psychotic ml Fierce fl

In a country that treats cricket as a religion, Kabir Malhotra wasn't just a player; he was the god of the final over-a lethal, broad-shouldered storm in a blue jersey who broke records as easily as he broke hearts. But to Ananya Sharma, he was just the arrogant boy next door who had spent fifteen years perfecting the art of getting under her skin. He was her brother's best friend, her family's golden boy, and the man who currently occupied ninety percent of her intrusive thoughts. Kabir had plans. For him, the game didn't end at the stadium. He'd spent years playing a long, calculated game of cat-and-mouse, waiting for the girl who called him a "narcissist" to realize she was the only trophy he actually wanted. ****** "You think you're so powerful because you can hit a ball? You're just a narcissist with a fan club." "I'm a narcissist who knows exactly how you sound when I whisper in your ear. Keep using that sharp tongue, baby girl. I might just decide I want to feel it somewhere else. ******