✯ 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ✯ HIS AMORE - SECOND SERIES '𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞' _________｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ ｡_________ "Hum apse shaddi nhi kar sakte hai Mr Rathore" "Kyu nhi kar sakti aap humse shaddi?" "Chaand mai jeete dhag hote hai usse kahi jyada dhaag mere upper hai Mr Rathore" "Toh phir aap yeh baat na bhoole meri jaan ki chaand ki sirif khoobsurati ko log yaad rakhte chahe phir kitte bhi dhaag ho uss par uski khoobsurati ke samne sab dhaag pheke pad jate hai" _______｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ ｡________ "Roop apke darje ki nhi hai Rana sa" "Aap bas itta dhyan mai rakhe ki hum apni amanat yaha chod ke ja rahe hai umeed karta hu ki aap hone wali Rani Sa ko koi bhi shikayat ka moka nhi denge" _______｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ ｡________ 'Jaan Aaj ke baad se in aankhon Maise khushi ke aansoo bhi nhi niklne chaiye kyuki apki ankhon mai Pani dekh kar humare dil mai dard hota hai' _______｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ ｡________ 𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐀𝐉 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄 - 'After meeting her I realised that I also have a heart that beats also but only for my her' 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐏 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐑𝐀 - 'And in middle of my chaos there was he standing with his open arms while taking away all the pain that he never even gave'

#2 - 1990s [07/01/26] #172 - Wattpad [11/01/26] Her mother watched her for a moment, then spoke again-this time more deliberate, like she was counting beads on a mala. "Aur sirf roti banana hi kaafi nahi hota, Janvi," she said, turning the tawa. Janvi looked up. "Toh aur kya-kya hota hai maa?" Her mother sighed, not tired-just seasoned. "Sab kaam seekhne padte hain. Kapde dhona, bartaan manjhna, subah sabse pehle uthna..." She continued, as if listing everyday items from memory. "Saree pehnna dhang se, pallu sambhalna, ghunghat mein chalna..." Janvi wrinkled her nose. "Ghunghat mein? Maa, dikhega bhi kuch ya bas andhere mein hi chalna padega? Nah baba nah, hum gir gaye toh...Hum nahi daalenge ghunghat vunghat." Her mother smiled briefly but didn't stop. "Aur baat-baat par zubaan sambhalni hoti hai. Bade-buzurgon se izzat se baat, aur..." she paused for half a second, then added, "Pati jo kahe, usse bhi tameez aur adab se sunna hota." Janvi's hands stilled again. "Har baat?" "Har baat," her mother replied quietly. The silence stretched, broken only by the hiss of a roti puffing up. Janvi looked down at the dough stuck to her fingers, then muttered, half-joking, half-serious, "Maa, yeh sasural hai ya gulaami?" Her mother let out a soft, knowing laugh. "Dono samajh le," she said. She handed Janvi a finished roti. "Isliye kehti hoon-yahan seekh le. Baad mein wahan koi sikhata nahi, bas umeed karta hai..aur umeedo pe nahi khade utarne pe sirf taane."

Warning ⚠️ Mature content 🔞 *child marriage* she was 10 when he's 18 she was innocent girl who didn't know about marriage while he's sarpanch of village cruel dangerous. it's old fashion book so don't hate me for child marriage plot. " bhaiyaa" she scream...... "bhaiya honga tera bhai inaya" he shout he's face darkening with anger. Inayat trembled whenever Rudrakansh was near. He was older, taller, and dangerously powerful, his every move and glance carrying an unspoken threat. Even his shadow seemed to loom over her, and the thought of angering him made her small heart race with panic. she throws her bangles at him before running off " hum sarpanch hai baba humpe zor jabardasti nhi kar paoge aur na hi hame us ladki se vivah karne ke liye mana paoge" he said calmly but firmly. " tum uske ghar to jaa aao baki fir baad me dekhenge, tumhari maa ki zidd hai " he's father said with pleading.... Rudrakansh ko sirf ek hi chiz ki bookh h aur vo h respect. ~~~~ "Sarpanch jiiii, please na... aap to bohot acche hai na! Aisa mat karein... bas upar se aam phek rahi hu, pakad lo please!" ~~~~ forced marriage innocent girl × short tempered sarpanch little girl × mature man She fell first while he first felt was protectiveness and then he lost , he lost he's heart he's everything and win her deeply Possessive Obsession Vo kehte rahe dur raho humse , hum kehte rahe paas hi to hai Rudrakansh ke liye vo sirf bacchi h lekin uske baad or zidd aage vo mazboor ho gaya jab usne pehli baar use saare me dekha, ek ladki jisko usne apne saamne bade hote dekha tha lekin ese nhi. Uske liye ab vo uska obsession uski zidd hai, Uska junoon aur pagalpan. it's worth it guy's please just give it a try - 4 - dark forest out of 2.9 k

She was meant to marry the Younger brother. Meera's wedding to Aarav was supposed to be simple - a match arranged by two powerful families. But hours before the vows, Aarav disappears, leaving behind whispers, disgrace, and a broken bride. To protect their name, Veer Pratap Singh - the elder brother no one ever expected - is forced to take his place at the mandap. Cold. Commanding. A complete stranger. She became his wife in a moment of shame. He took her hand in silence. But his eyes? They never asked permission. Now, in a marriage born of duty, she's trapped with a man who doesn't speak of love... But watches her like she's already his. And the scariest part? Maybe she already is. Tropes🌟 Age gap romance Marriage of convenience Intense slow burn Fiancee elder brother Family honor Replaced groom Protective husband Healer to each other Shy FL X Calm Composed ML I am yours

This story is set in late 1980s- early 1990s in rural area. The marriage is formed due to unseen circumstances when the bride's groom didn't arrive and for justice, a man was commanded to marry her. The woman has heard the truth of other marriages but still dreams of a good husband and the man is calm person who is obedient son but nothing really mattered to him. How will their marriage go? This is a prequel to Mera Rangsaaz (Veer's story) and can be read as standalone. Update: Every Tuesday and Friday ☆Warning :This story contains mature themes. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. I do not promote anything written inside it, it's just for the sake of entertainment. Readers discretion is advised.

# Top1 in India ( 06/01/2026) # Top2 in India (05/01/2026 ) # Top7 in India (11,12/01/2026) # Top8 in India (11/01/2026) This is a short village story from 1980's era.. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 (𝟏𝟖+) When twenty-year-old Gauri, a naive and soft-spoken village girl, suddenly found herself tied in marriage to Madhav, a twenty-five-year-old shy and gentle man who spent most his days from morning to evening working in the fields, neither of them knew where or how to begin. They were two inexperienced souls, bound by a relationship they didn't fully understand. Gauri had never imagined what kind of husband she wanted, nor had she ever dreamed of love the way stories described it. And Madhav? He was far too absorbed in his farm and his duty toward his widowed mother to think about marriage or women. His life began and ended with the soil beneath his feet and the responsibilities on his shoulders. Two strangers, unaware of love's language, now share the same roof. But destiny had other plans because somewhere in Madhav's past still lived a woman. The woman who once dreamed of a future with him. And when fate decides to bring that past back into his present,will time heal what love could not or will the past come knocking on the door of their fragile new beginning?

Krityvirya Singh Rathore is the king of Jodhpur. He is also a 32-year-old single father. He cannot bear to see even a single tear in his 3-year-old son's eyes. But his son has been crying continuously for the past three days - and the one he's crying for, Krityvirya has now set out to find. "I will find her, even if I have to dig up the earth or tear through the skies," he said, and walked out of Uday Mahal. Phool is a 18 years old girl who was a princess of Chittorgarh Every night, she sees the same terrifying dream. She desperately wants to be free from it. "I don't want to see this dream again! I don't want to see it!" she cried, tears streaming down her face.

Book 2 Announcement Book 2 will begin after the completion of Gunjan: Sarpanch's Little Wife. Poonam Roy Choudhury × Avikrant Mukhopadhyay

She didn't understand the concept of marriage....not Fully for her it meant that she will be safe and her parents wanted this ....so without much thought ,she agreed to marry ....without knowing what the relationship between husband and wife truly is. He always spoke against the injustice in the society...but now he's marrying a 15 year old girl ...he never thought that this will happen but he didn't have any choice..... It's an 80's based story and before coming to conclusions plz read the story

He married her for his son. He never meant to fall for her. But some hearts don't ask for permission. They just break the rules. Rudra Singh Rathore is ice-unfeeling, untouchable, and utterly devoted to the only person who matters: his abandoned two-year-old son. Love? Dead. Trust? Buried. All he needs is a mother for his child, not a wife. Enter Aadhya Verma-kind-hearted, steel-spined, and completely unprepared for the storm she's walking into. An arranged marriage. A broken family. A man who warns her not to hope. But Aadhya doesn't listen to warnings. And Rudra doesn't see her coming. She softens his silence. She becomes his son's entire world. And slowly, painfully... she starts to matter. This was never supposed to be love. But fate has no mercy-and hearts have no rules. When the walls fall, will he choose to love her... or lose her forever?