✨ Completed on SCROLLSTACK ✨ 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?

☀︎︎𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈☀︎︎ #3 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒎 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 #4 𝒊𝒏 𝒖𝒓𝒅𝒖 #4 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊 #12 𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒂 #20 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏 "Leave my hand, it's hurting."Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried to get rid off of his deadly grip on her wrist. "Why? When he holds your hand you don't tell him to back off, Huh?" Tightening his grip on her, Murad seethed. The pain which he was causing her was intolerable, tears fell down from those hazel orbs on her pale cheeks as she wished for a certain pair of sea blue eyes to come and save her from this tormentor. "He is my husband! He has every right on me as I have on him." Hazaan yelled at him as anger started welling up in her body, slowly replacing the fear. "Oh, Accha. Now, he is your husband then who am I to you? Did you forget what we had.." the words got strangled in his throat and a loud noise took place in the room making a pin drop silence which shocked the daylights of Murad as he never expected the timid, extrovert and bubbly girl to strike him hard, across the face. "You were a mistake and you'll always be one! I was so blind in your trap which you called 'love' to not see a cold blooded brute." Hazaan gritted out the words not knowing what the outcome of her honesty would cost her. Fury and rage was all he felt towards her. He jerked off his grip on her and pushed Hazaan to the wall harshly, making her yelp as her head started throbbing in pain. Murad wrapped his fingers on her throat and pressed his fingers more firmly which caused her to squirm in his hold for the oxygen. His next words were not for which Hazaan was prepared for. "You are mine Hazaan! YOU.ARE.MINE. If I can't have you then no one can..." were the last words heard by her before everything went black.

🎬 Kidnapped Romance YouTube Channel: UCb0EOwy75EU8UQVbvkI-H8A ⚠️ An innocent beauty... and a famished beast. She was running. Branches slapped her cheeks, the gnarled root of an old tree suddenly caught her foot- She crashed to the forest floor with a gasp. The pain shot through her ankle like a blade, but she didn't stop. She pushed herself back up and ran again. A low-hanging branch snagged her veil-rip! Grazed her shoulder too. Still, she ran. Her breath came in broken gasps. She glanced over her shoulder. No one. Only the sound- Heavy thuds. Boots crushing dried leaves behind her. Her bare feet bled as she stepped on a brittle twig. She winced, stumbled, but didn't stop. Her heart was beating in her ears. Louder. Louder. She bit down on her lower lip, tasting blood. Suddenly- Thump! She crashed into something hard. "Ow!" she gasped and staggered back, thinking it was a tree. But it moved. A towering figure was in front. She froze. Then- "No!" she whimpered, trying to back away. Too late. A brutal tug on her hair jerked her head back. "Where to?" His voice was low and cold, his hand clenched tightly in her hair. "Leave me!" she screamed, struggling violently. He started dragging her. "Let go of me!" She fought back, landing a weak punch on his stomach. "Bitch," he spat. "Shut up before I loose all my patience with you." And then- He flung her up and threw her over his shoulder like a sack. In the moonlight, he looked some big bad Werewolf. "Put me down!" she cried, punching his back, clawing-but his skin felt like stone beneath her fingernails. He halted again. And dropped her. She hit the dry ground. Before she could crawl away, he knelt beside her- Then straddled her, his shadow engulfing hers. "No," she whispered, going deathly pale. Eyes wide. Lips trembling. Heart shattering inside her chest. An innocent beauty... A famished beast. ⚠️ This isn't just romance. It's survival. 🥇#1 in Spiritual - many times. Alh

Hamdaani Heirs #7 The story of Shahveer and Ibtihaaj. Of love and pain. Of forgiveness and second chances. Of that leap of faith. Of becoming the soul of somebody's life. Rooh-e-Hayat روح حياة ©All Rights Reserved

A series of romance that you'll love. Ranking 21 in spiritual(10 March 2018) A lot of different stories of romance that will bound you to the world of imagination which will be filled with love,romance, emotions,tears and drama. So be with me to read a lot of love stories.

A couple of years after being tied into the knot of an arranged marriage Manik and Nandini have to face some truths about their relationship and learn new ways to accommodate the other into their life as some new feelings are realized. What if a shadow from their past follows them to their new life and threatens to destroy the very existence of their family? Would they be able to protect their love and family without losing each other in the process?

An Arrange Marriage Sounds Complicated, Right? Two souls who don't know each other but yet they vow to stand with each other for their whole life without any condition. Two souls who were unknown to each other's presence are bounded with each other for their whole life. They say, for a girl, Arrange Marriage is very difficult but what about that boy? The one who was a bachelor till yesterday and suddenly is a husband today. He has to share not only his room but his whole life. If you fall in love in a Arrange Marriage, it is the best feeling but if you don't, the marriage becomes a suffocation. Trust and Understanding, the common factors in every relationship specially in Arrange Marriage because, you can stay without love but not without trust. Manik Malhotra and Nandini Murty are tied by the sacred bond called Marriage by their respective parents. Neither of them was ready to marry a stranger and fall in love but yet they had to. He is a Buisnessman while she is a Doctor. He, A perfect son, a perfect person. Everything he does screams perfection. Will he be able to give space to her in his perfect life? She, A mature person with baby heart and clumsiness in hand, will she be able to fit in his perfect life? Will this Marriage turn into love or will it become a suffocation for them? Will they be able to become MaNan from Manik and Nandini?

What happen when a down to earth girl get married to a rich arrogant greekgod. Will she be able to work out this relations ? Lets find out guys This story the CHARACTER will be all mix Hope y'all like it This story is private so you have to follow me if you want to read the story

"Stay away from me...don't you dare touch me" I yelled at him He pulled me flushed against him and threaded his fingers in my untangled mess pulling it back mercilessly "You are my wife ...I have every right to touch you" with that he grabbed my hands and pinned them against the wall near my head. He started sucking and licking my neck peppering small wet kisses . Tears threatened to spill from my eyes. Meet Misti Singh a shy and introvert girl soon to be married to an engineer named Gaurav . Here enters Mr. Vikrant Singh Rathore a shrewd and clever businessman who is keen to get Misti at any cost. He blackmails her family and marries her forcefully. This is their Journey from hate to love.

He's 17. She's 16. He's the imperial prince. She's the daughter of a concubine. They both fell in love. What could go wrong? In 16th century India everything could.