~ABHIMAAN MALHOTRA ❤️ SAMANTHA SINGH~ "Tell me, wifey. You were so eager to marry me, huh? Do you have any extra needs that I can fulfill?" she fumed in anger upon hearing his disrespectful words. She raised her hands only to slap him and shut his mouth from saying more harsh words to her. "Don't you dare think that, Samantha," he said, holding her hands tightly. "Let me go, Abhimaan!" she shouted. "Then, why the fuck did you marry me? You are nothing more than a gold digger." Hearing that word broke her level of patience as she lifted her knee and hit him hard on his member. "You better not use that word again, Mr. Malhotra", he groaned in pain, moving away from her. Abhimaan Malhotra, CEO of Malhotra Group of Industries, is nothing but a definition of Greek God by looks and a walking centre of storm. His first love is his business, and the love that lasts has yet to enter his life. Samantha Singh, a girl who is working for not to live a better life but to save her father's last memory, his cafe, by paying off the huge amount of debt. When the crisis hits her hand and she is on the verge of losing everything, there are hard decisions that she has to make, and that involves marrying her father's best friend's son, Abhimaan. Getting into a loveless marriage was the least she would have wanted in her life, but that's what DESTINY means, right? "Divorce me and set yourself free." Abhimaan's cold voice echoed inside the room. "I can't divorce you, Mr. Malhotra," Samantha whispered, tears flowing down her cheeks. "Then accept that you are a gold digger." His voice broke her heart when she realised that she had already fallen for him. "Yes, Abhimaan, I'm a gold digger," she admitted with a barely audible voice, but enough for him to listen. What will happen if the walls start colliding and circumstances make them stand beside each other? WHO WILL DESIRE THE OTHER FIRST? Read "HIS UNWANTED DESIRE" to get all your answers. [Note: Weekly Updates]

Srishti Tyagi was betrothed to Shravan Chauhan. The wedding was only a week away when her world broke apart - her fiance, whom she was to marry unalived himself. But the wedding must be held; the groom must be replaced - and the one to replace the dead turns out to be her dead betrothed's brother - Samrudh Chauhan. Will Srishti ever find love in this relationship or only scorn is what she is to expect? The story is set in the 1990s. Two powerful families coming from old money and a marriage arranged to strengthen political and economical ties. Forced marriage, replaced groom, slow burn and passionate love. Welcome!

"Mr. Raichand..." she whispered, her voice trembling. "Aditya..." he murmured, eyes burning into hers. "Say it." He pulls her close in a spin, her hair whips against his jaw, making him smirk as he tightens his hold on her waist. His palm slides slowly from the curve of her back to the side of her thigh as he guides her movements, making her shiver but forcing herself to stay composed. She swallowed, lifting her chin, meeting his gaze. Something shifted. They were no longer husband and wife bound by arrangement, but two souls locked in a storm. "Aditya.." Aaradhya whispered, her voice seductive. Aditya inhaled a sharp breath his hold tightning on her. Their steps grew sharper. Her leg hooked around his thigh in a daring cross, her slit revealing flashes of skin that made his jaw clench. His hand gripped her back, dangerously low, daring her to protest. Every turn, every press, every snap of their heels told a story anger, desire, unspoken hunger. The music built to its peak. Aditya spun Aaradhya one last time, then caught her in a deep, breathtaking dip. Her hair brushed the marble floor, her lips inches from his. The crowd erupted in applause, but they didn't hear it. Aditya pulled her upright, holding her tight, chest to chest. His lips hovered by her ear. "Mrs. Aditya Raichand," he whispered. "An arranged marriage. Two broken souls. One uncertain future." 👨‍⚖️Aditya Raichand - Once the heart of every room, a boy full of life, laughter, and love. Now? Cold. Distant. Ruthless. A man who buries kindness beneath layers of silence. He trusts no one-not even himself. 👩‍⚕️Aaradhya Malhotra - Once a lively, fearless dreamer who spoke her heart out. Now? Quiet. Guarded. Broken. Her smiles are rare, her past a wound she never talks about. Forced into an arranged marriage by their families, their worlds collide.🤵‍👰‍ They don't believe in love. They don't believe in healing. And they definitely don't believe in each other.

[INDIAN ROMANCE ] Ahhhhhhmmmmm...raj she moan He continuously kissing her like beast. "Good, because ajj ki raat tum bhul nhi payogi jaan." He said before attacking my neck making me gasp. It turned me on even more, my juices were dripping down my thighs and I can feel more of them secreting from my sex. "In this story, two souls destined to collide, finally meet by chance, after navigating through a myriad of life's challenges. The male lead, a man with an unyielding arrogance, has built walls around his heart, while the female lead, a gentle soul with a heart of gold, radiates warmth and kindness. As their paths converge, the question on everyone's mind is: will they find solace in each other's embrace, or will their differences tear them apart? Can the female lead's unwavering compassion and empathy penetrate the male lead's armor of pride, and awaken the dormant goodness within him? Will their journey together be the catalyst for transformation, or will the male lead's dangerous and mysterious past prove too great a hurdle to overcome? As fate brings them closer, the air is electric with tension. Their love is put to the test, and the world holds its breath, wondering if their bond is strong enough to overcome the darkness that has defined the male lead's existence. Will love's redemptive power prevail, or will the shadows of his past forever hold him captive? The stage is set, the players are in position, and the drama is about to unfold. Will this be a tale of star-crossed lovers, or a testament to the transformative power of love? Only time will tell."

Innayat Bedi × Divyansh Suryavanshi Divyansh Suryavanshi A 25 year old only son of Suryavanshi family. He only knows dominance and never use soft tone for anyone. Always have this emotionaless facade. He is Cold hearted CEO of one of the most prominent and richest empire "Suryavanshi Enterprise" which rules the business world. He only know how to win and never kneels for anyone. The most handsome bachelor. All girls are crazy for him but he has never fallen for any of them until it came to certain someone who not only made his heart skip a beat but also made him kneel in front of her. Divyansh smirked "Do you think me , Divyansh Suryavanshi will follow you?? Dream on Fucker!!! "I order and people listen that,s how it always works" " Get this kid out of my office!!! I hate kids!!! They Cry everyday and wants those stupid chocolates!!!" "I hate the women who lust over me!!! "SHE WANTS TO MARRY ME??HUH??!!! I WILL SHOW HER WHO IS SATAN!!!!" Innayat Bedi A 22 year old illustrator and soft hearted girl. She is a cute,shy and beautiful soul who only knows how to shower everyone with love and kindness. She is insecure about her appearance since childhood and thinks that noone will fall for her as she is not as pretty as to be fit in Indian beauty standards. She also has some dreams about her marriage like every girl. "Don,t call me kid just because I am short," Innayat pouted while complaining Divyansh with Cold tone said "Mom please stop this marriage nonsense at once I will never marry that girl " After sometime: Innayat sniffing controlling tears "I am not crying" Divyansh cupped her cheeks "Baccha~ Do you want Chocolate? Did someone bothered you ?Tell me? Your Divyansh will scold them". They say people change in love but let's see Divyansh Suryavanshi to take 360° turn after encountering our childish Innayat. A story where Satan fall for Angel and do the things he used to consider stupid yet he himself became foolish in her love

Maithili has always lived life on her own terms. A fierce, independent woman, she refuses to bow down to societal pressures-even when her mother insists on her marriage. If she's going to marry, it will be on her conditions. No compromises. No settling. Abhi Ram, a devoted single father, has built his world around his three-year-old daughter, Myra. Love, romance, and marriage were never on his priority list-until Maithili walks into his life, turning his carefully structured world upside down. When Maithili and Abhi Ram are brought together by fate (or perhaps by meddling families), their worlds collide in a whirlwind of tension and uncertainty. Two opposites, bound by fate yet divided by their differences. Will Abhi Ram accept Maithili's bold conditions, or will his pride stand in the way? Can she embrace a life where she is not the only priority? Will their bond remain a mere friendship, or will love sneak into the equation? Can Maithili adjust to the challenges of becoming an instant stepmother to Myra, or will her desire for independence push them apart? As they spend more time together, lines blur, and emotions simmer beneath the surface. But just as they start to find common ground, secrets from Abhi Ram's past threaten to unravel everything. In this journey of emotions, choices, and unexpected connections, destiny has its own plans. But will they surrender to it? Or will their differences pull them apart? "An unexpected love story where an arranged marriage transforms into passionate affection, is a heartwarming tale of love, commitment, and the fine line between companionship and something deeper."

"Kabir Malhotra, a 25-year-old, young, handsome, gym freak, always a hot topic among girls. He's known to be rude and doesn't care about anyone except his younger brother, Kiaan Malhotra, and his father. Coming from a privileged background, he's used to getting everything without even asking. However, he has no idea what a mother's love feels like, except for being emotionally blackmailed to get things done by his mother. On the other hand, we have Aadhira Sharma, a 21-year-old, tall, smart, elegant girl with a wheatish complexion. She comes from a middle-class family and struggles to meet her basic needs. Graduating from her hometown of Ranchi, she works as a coaching teacher, always hiding her dreams in the corner of her eyes. She didn't receive love from her father, but her mother and brother are her rock and the reason she keeps going. Interestingly, Aadhira's father is friends with Kabir's mother, and although Kabir and Aadhira never liked each other, Kabir share a good bond with Aadhira's Father jst like friends Except for those occasional interactions, they never took any interest in each other. But what will happen when circumstances force them to get married? Will they ever develop feelings for each other? Get ready to uncover the "Unraveled Destinies"of their lives and find out what lies ahead in their story! 😉

𓍯𓂃𓏧Book 1 of historical series..ᝰ.ᐟ ❥ 𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 ❥ "I am incomplete without you Just the way Stars are incomplete without the moon" ~Nayantara Rajput "And just like the moon, We must go Through phases of emptiness To feel full again." ~Anirudh Singh Rathore ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── The story revolves around Nayantara, the princess of Somgarh, and Anirudh, the prince of Rajgarh. They were childhood sweethearts who shared a deep affection for one another. Their parents arranged their betrothal during their early years, solidifying their bond. Both loved each other and were set to marry in a few months. But what happened that Somgarh and Rajgarh became enemy. and Anirudh denied to get married to Nayantara. ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── What will Nayantara do now? In fifteenth century no one wanted to marry a woman whose engagement was already broken.

Book 1 of "Arranged Marriage" Series Dive into this Arranged Marriage which is spicy, salty and sweet. They saw, they fought, they quarrelled and they lived........ Enter into their life full of chaos and calm . . . . . . . . . . . . "Don't you fucking dare to touch my things. My family wanted a daughter-in-law and I wanted a wife for name-sake to ascend the throne of Rathores. So stay away from me and my things." He angrily spat. I was on the verge of breaking my patience. What do he think of himself. "DO YOU GET IT?" He yelled. And that's it. It was my saturation point. "NO!!!!, I don't get it and yes DO NOT YELL!!! I can also do that. May be better than you, so keep your voice down and I am not interested in you and your belongings from the fucking beginning. So don't worry I won't interfere in your personal space." I quoted the "personal space" giving pressure to that word. I think he is awestruck or may be shocked that I gave him a reply. He came close, I mean deadly closer that our breaths mingled together. But I didn't budge from my position. We were only a inch far from each other. He literally hovered over me and I thought that the night will last long in fighting with the monster of my husband. But he just glared deadly at me and stormed off to the washroom slamming the door shut. Then I released the breath which I didn't even notice I was holding. . . . . . . Strong male and female characters Grumpy x Sunshine Arrogant x Sweet South Indian girl