˖𓈒⋆｡˚ Rudra × Aarohi ˖𓈒⋆｡˚ ⟡ imperfectly perfect together ⟡ 🌸When destiny weaves two imperfect souls into one perfect story. This isn't the story you've read a hundred times .. where the charming boy falls for the pretty girl. This one's different. It's slower - yet passionate. Softer - yet fierce. Messier - yet real. Two imperfect souls - one with walls, the other with wounds - cross paths not by choice, but by something deeper... Destiny, maybe. It's not love at first sight. It's a feeling that grows in silence, in glances, in small unspoken things. A story of raw passion, of hearts that stumble, heal, and find their way back to each other - imperfectly perfect. If you crave a story that feels real - an arranged marriage slow-burn that unfolds with emotion, chaos, and quiet tenderness - then this story will feel like home. 💫 ꕤ Tropes that breathe inside this story ꕤ ˙⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆˙ • CEO × Government exam aspirant • mr. logical × ms. overthinker • mr. perfect × ms. clumsy • stoic soul × emotional heart • realist × dreamer • order × chaos • silent thinker × nervous talker • calm storm × restless breeze • cold coffee × warm chai • the one who doesn't believe in love × the one who still hopes for it • he hides his feelings × she can't hide hers • sharp mind × soft heart • ego × empathy • "i don't do love" × "but i still believe in it" ˙⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆˙

"He was feared by all... but he only melted when she looked at him with those tear-filled sea green eyes." 𝐀𝐃𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀 × 𝐕𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐍 She wants to escape. He wants to own her. But fate? It wants them tangled-forever. A dark romance where obsession meets fear, pain meets healing, and love... comes in the form of a monster. #1 cold #1 indiastory #1 wattpadindia #1 loveaftermarriage #2 love #2 indian #3 desi #4 darkromance #4 fictionalcharacters #6 ceo

Two strangers One unwanted marriage. Now, fate binds them together in an arranged marriage neither asked for. He wants nothing from this relationship-no love, no emotions, only silence. She still dares to hope, to believe that maybe... love can return. Between cold stares, painful pasts, and unspoken feelings, their story unfolds. A journey from betrayal to trust, from distance to desire, from strangers to soulmates. Because sometimes, the love we stop searching for... finds us again.

Rashmika, she was stepping into a fairytale wedding, until everything she knew was shattered. On the day she was to marry the man she loved, he betrayed her and attacked her kingdom. Heartbroken and desperate, she ran, choosing death over a life of defeat. Raghuveer, the powerful prince, saves her, but neither knows her past, and the secrets around them are dangerous. With her memories gone, and a kingdom full of lies, they will face a love born from anger, hate, and fate. She doesn't remember who she is. He doesn't know who she was. But destiny, destiny never forgets. What will happen when her memory comes back? What will she do when she realizes the truth? How will she believe that all this time she was in love with her enemy? Can love survive betrayal, lies, and fate? "You knew, didn't you?" My voice trembled, torn between fury and heartbreak as I raised the blade. "Rashmika, calm yourself-" Before he could finish, I pressed the dagger's tip against his throat. "Answer me!" I hissed, eyes scorching into his. A tense silence swallowed the room, broken only when he admitted in a strained whisper, "Yes, I knew." His hand seized mine, firm, but I did not flinch. I pressed the dagger harder, the sharp blade biting into flesh, crimson drops sliding down his neck. "I hate you, Yuvraj Raghuveer Singh Rajput," I hissed, voice trembling, tears carving paths down my cheeks. When he reached up, as if to wipe them away, as if I would let him touch me, I shoved him back with the force of every betrayal, every shattered trust, letting my rage explode, fierce and unrelenting. "I will never forgive you!" I screamed, storming out of the chamber, the metallic jingle of my anklets ringing like a warning with every step.

𝐌𝐮𝐣𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐡 " 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐇𝐎𝐆 " 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐣𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐩 𝐃𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲 𝐒𝐧𝐞𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞!! ⊹₊˚‧︵‿₊୨ᰔ୧₊‿︵‧˚₊⊹ "𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆... 𝑯𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓." 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔. 𝑯𝒆? 𝑯𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒕 𝒂 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. 🌙 𝑺𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔. 𝑼𝒏𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔. 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚. 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙜𝙚. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙢... 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙥𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙.

The book will become paid once it's completed. This is only for ongoing readers. Mere saath kya kar rahe ho, Aaran? 𝗕𝗲𝘆𝗮𝗱𝗵 𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗾 𝗸𝗮𝗿 𝗿𝗮𝗵𝗮 𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗻, 𝗝𝗮𝗮𝗻𝗮 ꧁⎝ 𓆩༺✧༻𓆪 ⎠꧂ Buckle your seatbelt. You're already too deep to turn back, Dear Readers. ˚⋆𐙚｡ 𖦹.ᡣ𐭩˚

She was never loved. Not by the world. Not even by her own father the man who tried to sell her when she was only seven. Growing up unwanted, she stopped asking for fairy tales. She stopped believing in miracles. All she ever wanted was simple to be chosen. To be kept. To be loved just once in her life. So when marriage came, she thought maybe this was it. Maybe this was her escape from a childhood filled with betrayal. Maybe her husband would finally see her worth. But she didn't know the truth. The man she married wasn't looking for love. He was looking for revenge. Haunted by the death of his parents, he vowed to destroy the man responsible. And when fate placed the daughter of his enemy in his hands, he made a promise she would suffer for her father's sins. To her, he was hope. To him, she was punishment. In a marriage built on revenge and innocence, can love survive? Or will hatred burn everything before it even begins?

𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 #𝟏 A forced marriage story. POWER, MONEY... These are the only two things he knows in his life. He is the king of Jaisalmer-rude, cold, and ruthless. He is also the leader of the Indian mafia. However, around the world, he is highly respected for the bans he puts on narcotics, human trafficking, child trafficking, and many other criminal acts. He is the Suryavanshi political dynasty leader, the king not only of his principality but also the one who influences the politics of many other areas. His connections are vast. Maybe you imagine he is gentle with those he loves? That would be your biggest mistake. He cares for them but never shows it. Always rude, always distant. But if they ever need him, he wouldn't hesitate to kill for them. He is a man of his word. However, a storm of deep brown eyes filled with innocence-chubby cheeks, and a 5'2" petite figure swept into his life without warning. She wants to fly. He cages her in his arms. She is a broken soul. He fixes her. She is an angel? He is a devil. But the real question is: Is she truly innocent? Or is it just a mask? Join Akshay Singh Suryavanshi and Siya Kumar in their royal love story.

"BOOK 1 OF SHADOWS OF MARRIAGE" "𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑛 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑘𝑦, 𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑙𝑢𝑒 𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑢𝑛 𝑑𝑟𝑦. 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒." It's been five long years since Adhvik and Adhya were thrust into an arranged marriage. From the very beginning, their union lacked the warmth of love, existing solely to fulfill Adhvik's parents' yearning for grandchildren. Reluctantly, they went through the motions, consummating their marriage and bringing their son Vihan into the world. Adhvik, driven by an irresistible physical desire, found himself drawn to Adhya. In those moments of intimacy, Adhya, fueled by her deep affection for Adhvik, willingly surrendered herself to him, hoping to awaken a love that lay dormant within him and the second time Adhya gave birth to a beautiful daughter, Vrihanika. Unfortunately, Adhvik only saw her through the lens of lust, unable to comprehend the depths of her love. While Adhvik proved to be a doting father to their children, his relationship with Adhya remained superficial, merely a façade. However, unbeknownst to him, a profound transformation was taking place within his heart. Slowly but surely, he began to realize that his need for Adhya went beyond physical desire; it was a yearning born out of genuine love. Now, the burning question remains: Will Adhvik summon the courage to confess his newfound emotions to Adhya? As their love story continues to unfold, we eagerly

⊹₊⋆ɴᴀ ᴄʜᴇᴅᴅᴏ ʜᴜᴍᴇ⊹₊⋆ ⊹₊⋆ʜᴜᴍ ꜱᴀᴛᴀʏᴇ ʜᴜʏᴇ ʜᴀɪ⊹₊⋆ ⊹₊⋆"ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ᴘᴏʟɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ? ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ."⊹₊⋆ ˚⊱🪷⊰˚ She was the peace he never knew he needed; he was the fire she never knew only she could calm. He entered her life to claim what he believed was his-and she let him, as if she had always belonged to him. She lived in quiet, controlled chaos, while a single decision of his could end a life-or save one. She thought he was too old; he thought she was too young. But when their worlds collided, age, logic, and reason ceased to exist-there was only them. She hated him for marrying her. He loved her for awakening emotions he never knew he had. She despised him, despised politics, yet he alone could make her knees weaken. And even though he loved her with devotion, his obsession could drive him to ruin her in the darkest ways. They were never meant to want someone like each other-yet what they shared burned hot enough to force their souls to kneel and beg each other to stay. MATURE CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.