It was raining.So harder that I was.Drench in the rain.With my clothes sticking on my body.And the thought?That I listen to my family.Was I had to get married?And I want to know why because my oldest brother Priyansh is still.Single.He had not gotten married. So why I had to marry? Because if because of I am a girl.And the person I.They are telling me to marry is not.Only my teacher but my crush also.I had Grosse on him in my early days.He is. He is a best friend of.Akash bhai.They were.Like.Throw in their fields.He is done early.Graduation.Had a degree.Early like.In his twenty and he then he start teaching in.my schoolMy school in my college.Now my family standing is well suited boy for me.Because he's Shake.Uh, he's a punctual.And I'm the otherwise.And I don't know what I want to do.If I say yes.Or if if I say no, there are two different things that is running on my mind.And the rain, which is raining.It's like my feelings, my mood.my It was raining, so heavily that I was drenched, my clothes clinging to my body. The thought that preoccupied me, instilled by my family, was the necessity of marriage. I questioned why I had to marry when my elder brother, Priyansh, was still single. Was it because I am a girl? The man they propose I marry is not only my teacher but also my crush. I had a significant crush on him in my younger days. He is a close friend of Akash Bhai. They both excelled in their respective fields. He completed his graduation and obtained his degree at an early age, in his twenties, and subsequently began teaching at my school, which is now my college. My family considers him a suitable match for me because he is responsible and punctual, attributes I admittedly lack. I am conflicted about what to do. My mind races with the potential outcomes of saying "yes" or "no." The rain, much like my emotions, mirrored my unsettled mood.

𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 & 𝐕𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐡𝐢 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐥 #1 in India (13/08/25) #1 in India (19/08/25) ⋆˚✿˖° ✦•𝐕𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐡𝐢 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐥•✦ A 25 year old calm and sweet girl. A strong believer of Mahadev.Her beauty not only radiates from her golden brown skin but also from her pure heart , but she's unaware of the beauty she has within her because of being judged by her relatives and the society. And now she was going to marry a man who was no different from the people who made her question her own existence. ✦• 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 •✦ A 30 year old ruthless Mafia leader of the American and Italian Mafia. He never thought that coming to India for a business deal would change his whole existence. He never needed someone in his life until he saw her in her wedding attire, and now all he wanted is her and he was going to have her. Because she have became his passion, insatiable desire, obsession, His Junoon. Is that all or there is more into it ? . ⋆˚✿˖° So, After a lot of request Junoon is going to be a full lengthy book. Give it a try.

Mature content ! 2nd book in VILLAIN SERIES 🔥 All series are standalone and don't relate to each other. "From today onwards, am your Rana Sa rajkumari" he smirked "Your family didn't even try to save you. Hahaa...they agreed so easily to give you as a prize in this war " he mocked her "Y..you can never become my arya(husband)"she whispered unbelievably" my family agreed because you threatened them" she glared him with tearful eyes "am going to marry prince of jamrath only. Prince Rituraj. " "You are right..you are definitely going to marry today "he smirked while pulling pulled her towards him harshly "But to the prince of Mahawargarh. " he roared like a lion " am not like your family. I will definitely protect you from all the evil things raajkumari " he smirked evilly while forcefully taking her towards the holy fire " Shivanya - An ACE IN SEDUCTION but princess for name sake. A broken soul who just want only one thing in her life - to become pride of her kingdom and for that she has secretly studied everything. She thought she found her man after meeting prince rituraj. But her dreams shattered when one day before her marriage, whole kingdom gets attacked by army of most ruthless enemy - Advay Rajput Raana Advay Singh Rajput : Also knows as War machine of Mahawargarh and enemy of 20 states. His morning starts with bath of blood followed by Cries of thousands of people begging to him for mercy. But no voice ever reached to his ear. Wherever he goes, he make enemies everywhere. He doesn't know how to write , read or to love someone. A king without any great talent. This is what people used to think about him. But what is his actual reality ? Read it to find out.

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

BOOK ONE: FEROCIOUS LOVE CHRONICLES A wedding meant for love... stolen by madness." _______________________________________ Him: "Who deserves punishment, biwi?" Her: (barely audible, heart pounding) "M-me..." Him: (tilting her chin up, voice dark and unwavering) "And where, biwi? On our bed... or in the ashes of the man who dared to crave what's mine?" Her: (whimpering, body trembling) "P-please..." Him: (low chuckle, deadly possessive) "No, biwi. Please what?" He leaned in, his breath a sinful caress against her trembling lips. "Please what, baby? Use your words." "Beg me to break you. Beg me to make you mine-completely-until even your soul moans my name." His grip tightened, his fingers tracing fire down her skin. "Say it-" Her: (shuddering, surrendering) "Yours..." His lips hovered, his voice a dark whisper, laced with devotion and madness. ________________________________________ "You are the prayer my soul has bled for through lifetimes." "The flame my darkness bows before." "The only truth my chaos kneels to." "And now, biwi, you are bound to me-not by fate, not by destiny-by me." This isn't just dominance. This is obsession, possession, destruction, and worship-wrapped in the most sinful kind of love. Get ready to step into a world where love turns lethal, obsession burns wild, and surrender is the only escape.

*INDIAN ARRANGE LOVE MARRIAGE* •NOT EDITED• Rivaan Singh Rathore (Her Ivaan) A 30 year old man. Rivaan Singh Rathore the name itself is screaming dominating and power. CEO of Rathore Ltd. The company is in Top 5 in India. Receiving best Business Man of the year from last 3 consecutive years. Walking red carpet but for his Geet and family a proper green forest . He can destroy the whole world if something happens to his love ones. Never believed in love before meeting Geet. Geetanjali Sehgal (His Geet) A 23 year old girl. Geetanjali Sehgal known as Geet by his Ivaan, Anjali by her family and friends and SG by her fans. Singer by profession. Listed in Top 3 Singer of India. She likes to keep her life private. Music is her first love. Both Pooh and Pooja. She can't get manipulated easily. Extrovert with her loved ones.Being the daughter of Abhimanyu Sehgal CEO of Sehgal Corp. she never used his dad's name and became SG by her own. No past, no misunderstanding , no revenge, no cheating between leads, only LOVE ❤️ with lil spiciness and some twist. So are you ready to see Ivaan and Geet's love journey? Tropes Love at first sight Secret Marriage GrumpyxSunshine CEOxSinger Touch her and die Age gap HEA First day : 28 January 2024 Last day: 31 December 2025

"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex. He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed. I nodded a little locking eyes with him fearfully. I witnessed a glimmer in his eyes and he removed his palm from my mouth slowly. I mustered up a little strength and asked nervously. "Kon hai aap aur yahan kya kar rhe hain," His eyes softened, looking deep into my eyes as if he could see through them as if he owned them. A strong wind surfaced, pulling away the fabric and revealing his face. It was him. My heartbeats raced wildly. He flickered his gaze to my lips for a few seconds, licked his lower lip a little with an unreadable emotion and peered back deeply into my eyes, delving into my soul. He replied in the raw, masculine and resonating voice I had heard months before. "Daksh naam hai hamara. Vivaah karne aaye hai aapse," *** I could not believe my eyes that he was standing right in front of me. The day I walked away from him, with a swarm of butterflies in the depths of my guts and belly, I never considered the possibility of crossing our paths again. I never thought we would get another chance in this life. Was it a wise decision of me to run away back then like that? The moments we shared back then flashed back into my memory. I started wondering if this was a coincidence or if he purposely located me. *** This is the love story of Daksh Pratap Rathore and Radhika Maan Singh. Storyline occurs in early years of 21st century(2001). A love saga bridging the gap between a city-born man and a village-raised girl. They are soulmates longing for love and solace from each other in different parameters. Let us dive into their journey of togetherness, and internal conflicts and see if and how they find solace with each other. First 2 chapters can be descriptive but I'm sure you'll like the story further.

Ekansh Malhotra-a 28 year old arrogant, rude, businessman, CEO of Malhotra Industries.By hard work achieve success at a very young age.people address him as 'DEVIL😈'. Though he is cold outside but a softie towards his family.He loves his family to the core. Ishita Rai-a 25 year old sweet , cheerful girl but can be feisty and rude at times. works at a bank and a freelancer in extra time. she is from a middle class family. family is everything to her. what will happen when this two opposite world collide? what will happen when someone very close backbite them? can they make their marriage successful? can they overcome all the impediments coming in their way? let's dive in the story and find out....... This is a simple arrange marriage story with some thrills😁😁 ⚫ please don't I repeat do not copy my story. This my brainchild, my hard work 🙏🙏🙏