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THE ROYAL REPLACEMENT  by author_viiidiiii
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In a world of grandeur, secrets, and legacy... destiny doesn't ask, it commands. Aaradhana, a quiet yet fierce young woman with a haunting past, never imagined her life would entangle with royalty. When she's suddenly chosen to marry into the regal and powerful Rajput Rathore dynasty, it isn't love that brings her into the palace-it's replacement. The ristha was for Tanisha but aaradhana was forced . She wasn't the bride they wanted. She was the bride they needed. But at what cost? As Aaradhana begins her new life in the royal palace, she finds herself trapped in a web of hidden truths, ancient traditions, and a prince-Yugveer Singh Rathore-whose heart seems just as locked as the gates of the haveli. Yet, beneath the silence, their eyes speak the language of unsaid pain... and unshed love. Can a girl meant to be forgotten become unforgettable? Will a marriage born out of obligation turn into something deeper? When power, pride, and passion collide, only one woman can rewrite fate... She isn't the first choice. She is The Royal Replacement.
THE SARPANCH'S WIFE  by author_viiidiiii
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1990s. A village where fear wears the face of tradition. He is the Sarpanch-powerful, ruthless, unquestioned. Men bow. Women lower their eyes. No one dares to speak against him. She enters his house behind a ghoonghat, her name fading the moment she becomes the Sarpanch's wife. In this village, a woman's silence is praised, her suffering is normal, and her consent is never asked for. Inside the walls of authority and customs, control replaces affection. Nights are heavy. Days are lonelier. Every step she takes is watched, every breath measured by rules written by men long before her. This is not a love story. It is the story of ownership disguised as marriage, of power mistaken for respect, and of a woman trapped between fear and survival. Because in some villages, being a wife is not a role. It is a sentence The Sarpanch's Wife is a raw village tale of power, patriarchy, suppressed emotions, and a woman's journey from silence to self-realization. In Bhairavpur, men rule the land- but this story is about the woman who learns to rule herself.
MR and Mrs Raghuvanshi  by author_viiidiiii
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She was born a princess. He was raised like a king. An arranged marriage between two royal families... But what happens when duty slowly turns into desire? Aarohi Singhania never believed in love after marriage. For her, marriage was about sanskaar, responsibility, and reputation. Maanveer Singh Raghuvanshi never believed in showing emotions. For him, love was weakness... until she walked into his life. Between royal traditions, family politics, Bua Sa's strict rules, and Raghuvanshi Haveli's silent tensions... Will their marriage survive the test of ego, power, and hidden feelings? Or will love bloom where it was never meant to exist? This is not just a love story. It's a story of pride, power, and passion.
Aradhya: His Sacred Sin by ashii_verse
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Some stories are written in blood. Some sins are sacred. Aradhya Rathore - orphaned by fate. Raised by her mother's family, yet never truly accepted. She lives in a house full of people... but none she can call her own. Surrounded by tradition, drowned in silence, she learned early that love was a word people used but never meant. Shravansh Thakur - cold, calculating, and dangerously calm. A devout Bhole Nath follower raised with one purpose: to destroy the family that took away the only person he ever loved. He doesn't believe in hearts, only in revenge... until Aradhya is forced into his world. A marriage wrapped in lies. Two souls bound by a past soaked in blood. And a truth waiting to set fire to everything they touch. ______ "I hate you... I hate your presence near me," she whispered, voice trembling, eyes burning with defiance. He stepped in, close enough to taste her breath. "And I hate myself... for loving the way your lips move when you lie to me." ______ Coming soon. A story where love is a weapon, and desire is the sweetest sin. Aradhya: His Sacred Sin - where devotion meets destruction.
◉𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞◉✓ by AishaniD29
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𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬.. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦?? 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐮𝐩 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫?? 𝙒𝙚'𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨.. 𝐀 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡.. ⋇⋆✦⋆⋇⋆✦⋆⋇⋆✦⋆⋇⋆✦⋆⋇⋆✦⋆⋇⋆✦⋆⋇⋆✦⋆⋇⋆✦⋆⋇⋆✦⋆⋇⋆✦⋆⋇ #1 in arrangedmarriage #1 in friendship #1 in fun #1 in ambition #1 in housewife #30 in romance #1 in emotional #1 in bestfriends #1 in conservative #1 in traditional #1 in wedding #1 in restriction
Velvet Chains by storiesbyrivadiva
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In the ancient era , in the early 19th century peace is held together by a sacred law: brothers must marry one woman-one soul shared, one heart bound-to prevent power struggles that once shattered the realm. When the innocent and beautiful Aradhya is captured by an old man thrice her age for marriage, her fate takes a dramatic turn. Two powerful thakur brothers, Thakur yatharth-the cold, calculating war strategist-and thakur yashraj -the charming, ruthless protector-defy the rules and tradition to save her. By ancient decree, saving her means claiming her. Now, she is not only under their protection-but their shared bride. What begins as a duty quickly turns into something far more dangerous. To yatharth, Aradhya is the key to controlling his darker urges. To yashraj , she is the light that anchors his chaos. And to Aradhya these two opposite souls become the only safe harbor in a world full of hidden daggers and whispered threats. But being bound to two royal obsessions comes at a price. As palace intrigue thickens and old enemies rise from the shadows, Aradhya must learn how to wield the power she never asked for-because in this twisted game of loyalty, obsession, and law, love might be the most dangerous weapon of all.
𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐈[A tale of devotion] (Duet #2) by Deewanixwriters
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'𝙄𝙨𝙝𝙦 𝙟𝙪𝙣𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙟𝙖𝙗 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙚, 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙦 𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙚' After crossing the first phase of love, they now stand at the edge of a new journey-one that will test their hearts and devotion in ways they never imagined. "Like the moon awaits the sun after a long night, her heart held onto his light through every shadow and silence."
𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐈 [𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖨𝗇𝗇𝗈𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖫𝗈𝗏𝖾] (Duet #1) by Deewanixwriters
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𝙏𝙪𝙣𝙚 𝙠𝙮𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙖 , 𝙈𝙖𝙧 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙢𝙞𝙩 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙃𝙤 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞...... ♡ 𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙄 𝘿𝙀𝙀𝙒𝘼𝙉𝙄 ♡ Shashwat Rajvansh - An introvert, calm and ambitious guy studies in class 12th. For him "Rules are meant to be followed". He is a bookworm and topper of his class . He is prince charming of almost all girls of school but never give a glance to them . His dream is to join Indian army and for that he is studying very hard . He has no time for Love. Siya Malhotra - An exovert and chirpy girl studies in class 11th . She is always ready to break the rules and have zero interest in study . She has promised herself to not to fall in love but a sudden encounter with her senior "Shashwat Rajvansh" Changed her perspective about love when she slowly started falling for him who doesn't seem to be interested in her. The more she is getting to know him the more she is falling for him. ************************************************** "For me, Love is devotion." She said, her eyes were drawn to the resplendent Krishna idol. "Then I am devoted to you, Siya, the way you are devoted to your Krishna." He replied looking at her with an intensity akin to how a priest gazes at an idol. *************************************************** Jump inside the story to know more ❤️✨. ______________________________________________ There is no cheating, no toxicity and no love angle. It is just a simple school love story which includes Love, friendship and lots of fun that would probably take you back to your school days. ______________________________________________________
The Obsession  by Sashawrts
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Brotherhood Billionaire #3 Dedication ~ To All The Girls Who Had A Crush And Got Their Hearts Broken. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~●~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She was just an acquaintance for him seven years back. Noting should have changed even now. But now his obsession with her is touching new heights. Veer Pratap Singh Rana next in line to take over his generation old Real estate business. His goal is to make his late father proud. Rude and arrogant. The only thing he has time for is his family and business. But now he has an obsession. Aarna Rao had everything one day and lost everything in the blink of an eye. She fell and she rose even higher. Bubbly and loved by all who meet her. Only one man matters to her. Whom she can't hurt. She thought that her obsession with a certain Man was over years ago. Who broke her heart. What will happen when destiny binds them in a marriage. Her Obsession ended His started. Mature !! ( 18+)
rani :- his innocent biwi by ritanshitales
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I clutched my bridal saree tightly and sat nervously on the flower-decorated bed. My throat felt dry as I swallowed hard. I was about to lift my veil when the door creaked open. My eyes instantly darted toward him. He stepped in, removed his kurta casually, and came to sit in front of me. My heart pounded. I shut my eyes, but within moments, he gently lifted my veil. "Ankhein kholo," he whispered. Slowly, I opened my eyes. He was even more handsome than I had imagined-fairer than me, with eyes so deep and mesmerizing that they held me captive. My breath caught when he said softly, "Takane ke liye poori umar padi hai... abhi so jaaye." Embarrassment flushed my cheeks, and I lowered my gaze to my toes. But then he held my chin tenderly, guiding my eyes back to him. "Jaakar kapde badal lo," he said gently. I nodded, quickly rising to my feet. As soon as I stepped into the bathroom, I exhaled a long, shaky breath. Tonight was the first time I had seen him so closely... and yet, he was so unexpectedly gentle.