After her father's sudden death, 18-year-old Maithili Gupta finds herself trapped in a loveless arrangement-forced by her stepmother to marry Venkatesh Rao, a brooding man ten years her senior. A widower still haunted by the loss of his wife and child in a tragic car accident, Venkatesh has built walls so high, even grief cannot climb over them. Maithili's world seems to have come to a standstill-until a strange, vivid dream changes everything. A mysterious woman appears, whispering, "Stay with him. He needs you. He is all alone. Free me." Is it just a dream-or a plea from beyond? As Maithili steps into Venkatesh's silent mansion filled with shadows and sorrow, she must decide if love can grow in the cracks of pain... and if she's meant to be the one who brings him back to life. A haunting tale of fate, healing, and love that arrives when you least expect it. #3rd ranked MARRIAGE ( 13/10/2024)

The rajput family Three brothers Three brides The Rajputs, a powerful mafia family, have lived their lives in the shadows, their hearts hardened by violence and deceit. But their world is about to change. Three women, each with a painful past, enter their lives, bringing with them a glimmer of hope. Can love be the force that heals the Rajputs and leads them out of the darkness? Their journey is one of danger, but also of profound transformation, as they discover the power of compassion and forgiveness Vihaan 🥀 rooh Arnav 💓 arohi Reyansh 🫶 riya Healing each other 💫

" 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞'𝐬 𝐩𝐢𝐧, 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐢 " ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ ★ 𝗬𝘂𝗴𝗮𝗻𝘁 ᥫ᭡ 𝗥𝘂𝗵𝗶 ★ ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ Start : 04/Jan/2023 end : 16/June/2023

'its hurt.. so much' 'where i am?' 'it's him again' "don't touch me" He didn't listened to me, removed his shirt. his naked body in on display. "why... why? its always me" "because you re only one" he answered. ------ Yuhan: Your freedom is mine to grant or withhold. You re mine, body and soul, now and forever. Yuhan's dominance knows no mercy. ---- MEHER: "I gave you everything, Yuhan. And in return, you left me shattered. Now, I am the storm you can never outrun. This is my vengeance. This is the price of love lost." ----- Tropes Mafia X snipper He fell 1st and harder Obsession Dark romance smutwarning

That 'yes' could mean my death, torture, hate, disrespect, rape or anything more heartless and brutal. But, keeping my head high I said 'I am ready!" He was the king of Arab, living miles away and had an evil plan against my Empire proposed for the marriage in front of Royal court with me but little did he know was nothing I had on my mind. I agreed for the wedding and his face fell. I could clearly see the anger and hate he had for me as he expected a straight denial. But, I couldn't deny. I had to accept it for the sake of my empire and my family didn't know anything about the conspiracy. I didn't know what he had for me but I somehow made myself ready for everything he had to give and never let him succeed in whatever he was thinking. But, my world turned upside down when I reached his Empire. I couldn't believe he had such plans. This is the Journey of Princess Gulaab as she accepted the proposal of a Twisted Sultan about whom she knows nothing. All she knew was he was planning a vast conspiracy against her Empire and she was the only one who could ruin his plan to ashes. She didn't think twice of herself, she didn't think twice about how she would be treated far away from her Empire. All she cared was only well for her Empire and she could literally do anything for her Brother and her Empire. Mature Content!!! The book contains mentions of suicidal attempts and depression. Which might be triggering for some readers. ©Copyright2021

Losing this war means captured by the enemy empire and considered as their prostitutes and servants. Dreaming that situation made my heart race even more. I settled myself on the floor, close to the door. Time passed but no one came unlocking the door and allow me to fight for our pride. "Attention..." the speaker said loudly. I quickly stood up and I could feel my heart coming out of the skin. Anything can be announced at this moment. " As the Prince of Pratapgarh killed mercilessly by our strongest army, I declare the war won by the Mahabaleshgarh and all the property belonging to Pratapgarh claimed by our empire including all Money, Royalties, children and all the ladies..." I Stood Frozen at that moment. I can't hear anything else. I tried escaping the place but suddenly the door stand banged open. I ran and in the hurry, I banged to the table and fell on the floor. I tried to stand up but They came fastly and one of them caught me by pulling my hair and made me stand. It hurt like hell. I cried, I cried loudly feeling the fear and most of all losing my everything. The person holding my hair try to press his hand against my cheeks and then one of them said " Keep her for the Prince, she is the Princess Abhishree" "yes... I agree, Don't touch her. Princess can only be the prostitute of the Prince" Another one said. ~~~ The story is set back in the sixteen century When The most powerful empire Mahableshgarh attacked the another Empire Pratapgarh and won the battle effortlessly. Losing the battle doesn't come with the loss but with the dangerous situation for the ladies. They would be treated as prostitutes, Raped, work as a slave and in the most dangerous condition sold or killed. The never saw dream of Abhishree came true. She was taken by the Prince and has to work as his slave. But her attitude was never giving up. She considered that She was the Princess, She is the Princess and she will be the Princess. THE BATTLE IS NOT ENDED YET Mature content!!!

Sitting on the bed, I was waiting for my husband to arrive. It was our wedding Night. I rolled my toes as the visuals of him slowly touching my cheeks, making love to me was blurring my vision again and again. I was trying to compress my frequent blush that were turning my cheeks warm like candles. My lips unknowingly turning into the slight smile. Suddenly, the door pushed open and I shivered slightly. I could hear the slow and faded footsteps of him coming closer. I couldn't see him as my eyes were low and even covered with the veil. I felt him sitting on the bed, a little away from me. He was Sultan Aashiq Ibrahim Khan, my husband, and my childhood love. Ever since, I started knowing this world. I had imagined him my husband. And now, we were married through an arranged marriage. "What's your name? Begum," His voice was dark and deep. But it made my smile vanished all of sudden. My heart started beating insanely. I terrified honestly. "Tell me," he asked again. My eyes turned teary as I realised that he had no clue about my muteness. Yes, I couldn't speak. I had lost my voice forever in accident. But, the much I remember my father sent him a letter revealing it. "What happened? Are you okay?" He asked with concern, pulling my veil up. The tears left my eyes and I shivered. I sucked on my lips as my throat turned dry. Even my cries didn't have any voice. I moved my fingers to signal him that I was mute, a voiceless princess. But, his eyebrows turned in a thinned line and a immense shock was clear on his face. "Your fa... Family lied to me?" He stood up from the bed in anger. *** The life was difficult for ladies back in 17th century but it was worse for specially abled. This is the love story of Ruhani, a princess who can't speak but has a lot to say. Ever since, she lost her voice, she learnt to nod for everything and when she married to her childhood crush. Her life turned a complete turn. Mature content!!! It also have triggering scenes!!!

BOOK TWO OF SIKANDAR SERIES! He rules a world built on silence, loyalty, and blood. Illegal empires answer to his name, fear clears his path, and violence is simply how order is maintained. He chose this life long before anyone asked him to be human- and he has lived without regret ever since. Until her. She is the one thing his world never accounted for. The one weakness he did not prepare for. Promised to his younger brother. What begins as control slowly unravels into longing. Every restraint costs him something. Every distance hurts more than it should. He doesn't know when wanting her became a quiet, constant ache- only that her absence feels louder than gunfire. Does he still love her, knowing she will never be his? Did she ever love him back, or was he alone in his downfall? And what kind of man chooses darkness before love ever gives him a reason to stay in the light? In a world where loyalty is lethal and secrets are safer than truth, love does not arrive to save anyone- it arrives to test what they are willing to destroy. This is a dark romance of forbidden desire, restrained emotion, and a love that survives where it should never exist.

What happens when in revenge you hack a system and ultimately it leads in your unexpected marriage?? Catch the story of Naina Sharma- The Hacker and a girl with troubled childhood. And... Karanveer Sanghi- The next in the line of CEO for The Sanghi Group and a very arrogant and egoistic man with deep family secrets. What would happen when these both are put together in an unexpected marriage? Story of love , revenge , sacrifice and family. Give it a try...dive in for some romance and a thrilling roller-coaster ride! (Story written in both the POV.) _________________________________________ #1-india on 1 Mar 21 #1-indianromance on 1 Mar 21 #1-forcedmarriage on 17 Oct 20 #1-unexpectedmarriage on 25 Oct 20 #1-ahamsharma on 25 Oct 20 #3-ceo on 28 Oct 20 #3-marriage on 5 Nov 20 #3-arrogant on 6 Nov 20 #10 -indianmarriage on 24 July 21 #22 -business on 3 Dec 20 #17 -arrangedmarriage on 27 Oct 20 #32 -hate on 24 July 21 _________________________________________ Started- 17 August 2020 Ended- 23 October 2020

A stern father compels Zarrar, 29-year-old surgeon into an arranged marriage with Hana, a 22-year-old student living in London. _________ "Where are you going?" she asked, flat. "Research trip." He tossed a shirt in, didn't look up. "And you're telling me this now?" "It was sudden." She made a noise somewhere between a tut and a laugh. "I do not care. You know what-" She stepped onto the couch, two quick climbs-herself at 5'4" suddenly level with his eyes, all heat and vowels. Here it is. The tongue was indeed ten feet long tonight. He stayed silent, left packing, arms folded over his chest and just stared. Hana doing her job, utterly, with whole rights over him to shout. "There won't be anything for me to be surprised if I wake up someday in the graveyard with mud sprayed over me 'cause my dear husband must have gotten too exasperated by my being, that he- the victim, had to bury me alive while I was asleep." Zarrar swallowed a smile, let her finish, then moved. He stepped in, hands light on her waist, lifted-she squawked, all outrage-then held her over his shoulder as he walked the three strides to the bed. She behaved as if someone unplugged her, forgot how to speak. He set her gently at the edge of the mattress and went down on one knee in front of her, floorboards cool under him. "What do you want me to say now?" "Are you actually asking me this?" Her voice wobbled, anger running out of fuel. "Yeah," he said, and he was smirking now, fond and infuriating. "Any last wishes of my wife before I bury her alive." ________ dive into the story of something very different from soap operas. TROOP ~ choas x cold yapper x listener age gap. doctor's divine