Vedanth Kashyap has always been a mystery. After years spent in Britain building a successful career as an economist, he's finally considering settling in India. Quiet, reserved, and impossible to read, he keeps everyone at arm's length. Very few people know the truth about his family and the surname he carries, the bitter dispute threatening to tear it apart, and the scars he's spent years hiding behind logic and silence. Then there's Ruhika Rajvanshi. An editor who never runs out of words, Ruhika fills every room with laughter, conversations, and chaos. To the world, she's confident and carefree. What nobody sees is the hurt she carries from a childhood shattered by her mother. After spending twenty-four years keeping her distance from her family, she's only recently found her way back home following her mother's death. They are opposites in every possible way. He's the silence. She's the noise. He's careful. She's impulsive. And yet, somewhere between family gatherings, late-night conversations, and moments neither of them expected to matter, they fall far too fast. Just when they're beginning to understand what they mean to each other, one unexpected moment changes everything. An accidental pregnancy. Suddenly, they are forced to navigate a future neither of them planned, while a long buried conflict within Vedanth's family resurfaces, threatening his career, his relationships, and everything he's worked for. As old secrets come to light and loyalties are tested, Vedanth finds himself fighting battles he can no longer face alone. But love isn't always about finding the perfect person. Sometimes it's about finding the one who stays when your world is falling apart. In a story about family, forgiveness, hidden wounds, and choosing your own heart, two people who never expected forever must decide whether they're brave enough to build it together.

As he pulled her veil up his eyes darkened, Jaw clenched. without wasting any second he applied vermillion in her hair line. She can see his fisted hand as he stood up. Rajmahal of Rajgarh is a Palace of pride and happiness. 2 heirs of rajmahal are going to marry--Vihaan and Yuvaan singh Raghuvanshi. Both can die for each other. One is Quiet , mature and dominant. He is the pride of raghuvanshi's and Yuvaan is whole opposite of his elder brother but loves him more than anything. Everything was going well in their life. They are about to marry the girl of their choice but at the end....Destiny has to play game with them. . Starts:- 14, December 2022 End:- 27, January 2023 Picture/ gif/ quotes used in this story are not mine. Credit to the owner. An indian story. Fictional story. ACHIEVEMENTS. #1 in Arranged out of 1.63k stories. #3 in Marriage out of 64.2k stories. #1 in indian out of 1.66k stories. #1 in stories out of 242k stories. #1 in wattpad our of 98.9k stories

Hadiya Hafiz was asked by her brother to marry his best friend; Daivik Dewan. Hadiya had suffered all her life and she had no hope with this marriage either. Meanwhile, Daivik agreed to marry her out of pity. What will happen when he gets to know about her wife's past which had nothing but pain? How far will he go to save her from her demons? Will he ever be able to love her or she'll always remain uncherished?

Coming out of an abusive marriage where she was assaulted for dowry, years later, Dhriti Diwan is a self made Billionaire. Saad Hafiz, a surgeon who hides an ugly past of his own agrees to marry the sister of his best friend. Two different people bounded in a marriage of convenience with a thread of pain. Will Dhriti ever be able to love again? What's going to happen when Saad gets to know about the body of his wife which is covered in burnt marks and bruises? Will he get repulsed by her? Dhriti considers herself unwanted, will Saad ever be able to love her?

ONLY SAMPLE CHAPTERS "What's your name?" He asked her in a straight cold tone. Akshita and all the employees stared at him as if he was a GHOST, but he kept looking at her with an emotionless face. "Ask her for her name", he ordered the girl, his voice indicating danger. "Wh...What is...is your name Miss?" the girl asked Akshita, stuttering out of fear. "Ak...Akshita" she replied, looking anywhere but at him, blinking her eyes to stop her tears. Fortunately, she was successful. What kind of woman would like it when her husband asks for her name, 4 months after their marriage! That too in front of all those people who know about their relationship? "Full Name" He commands. "Akshita Raghuvanshi", she replies again. The girl's eyes widened in realization. "I said FULL. NAME." He ordered furiously, stressing on the last two words. "Akshita Ekansh Raghuvanshi" she replied again, this time looking down. The name itself gives shivers. "Mrs. Akshita Ekansh Raghuvanshi" He states every word clearly, looking at Akshita. She snaps her head towards him in an instant, shock and confusion evident in her expressions. Her full name, from his mouth, created a domination aura around the place. It gave her butterflies, his name with hers, as one. ----------- It's a Fictional book I don't have any intentions to hurt anyone's feelings so please don't take it on heart. It's my own imagination so I will not like if someone copy my work! Be thoughtful before doing! #1 on Wattpad #2 on Comedy #1 in India #76 out of 2.1 Million (in Romance) #21 out of 2.36 Million (in Love) #8 out of 172K (in heartbreak) #10 out of 266K (in family) #3 out of 64K (in marriage) #1 (in the Royal family)

"Yeh kahani hai uss rajkumaar ki jo kabhi takt tak pohoch na saka! Yeh kahani hai uss rajkumaari ki jo kabhi sukh pa na saki! Yeh kahani hai un dono rajgharano ki jo raaz chupaye huye hai zamane se! Yeh kahani hai uljhano mei bhi pyar ke jeet ki!" Two royals, an unexpected marriage! Will the pious bond of marriage survive? Will the souls that were troubled for long find their peace in each other? or will it end? Will the conspiracies succeed in destroying? Or From all this choas will arise an eternal bond? Drive in to know! Status📚:- Completed

𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑴𝒆 ••• "Did you know how I felt when I learned my wife wants to divorce me through a fūcking outsider?" He asked, his piercing gaze meeting hers through the mirror. His one hand was resting on her stomach, keeping her close to him while the other one touched her head. "This-" He moved the finger from her head to her heart. "-this-" He pulled her closer from his other hand. "-your whole fūcking being, belongs with me, get that?" He asked, raising her chin to make her look in the mirror. She should push him away, she should be telling him how much she hates him but she found herself nodding. "Words." He pressed. "Yes," She mumbled. "What's your name?" "Roop." "What's your name?" He asked again, pronouncing each word clearly this time. "Roop Mehrotra." "Roop. Amrit. Mehrotra." His jaw tightened, "Say it." "Roop Amrit Mehrotra." She breathed out, trying to get away from him but his grip was firm. "Right, and it's going to stay just like that." ••• Two people, one unwanted marriage. The question is, will they survive or give up without even trying? •••