Two maids were cleaning a vast chamber when the younger maid asked the older one, "Didisa, you have been working in the palace for two decades right. Please tell me why are we cleaning this already clean chamber?". The older one smiled and said, "Although this chamber is always kept clean, it should be cleaned before anyone can reside here. And above all, our Ranisa is coming back to the palace". The younger maid didn't seem to accept it as a good news and said, "Whoever may come, but they cannot become equal to our choti Ranisa. She is the most kind, generous and sweetest person I have ever seen. She had never gotten angry on any maids even if they make mistakes. Take my example, I have made such a blunder on my first day here, but choti Ranisa accepted me as her own maid. Who can match her in kindness or even sword fight? And moreover she is Ranasa's heart beat". The old maid sighed and said, "Our Ranisa may not hold the heart of Ranasa. She may not be well versed in sword fight. But there is a reason why she is still our Ranisa. Sometimes one may have to be harsh to deliver justice and not just compromise between the victim and the tormentor. The people should have some fear about getting punished if they do wrong. And that charisma is with our Ranisa". ----------------------------------------------------------- A young girl of 17 years, looked at the retreating back of her newly married husband with a sad face. Just then her brother-in-law seated beside her husband's empty seat said, "Why are you sad, Bhabhisa?". She replied, "It's Nothing devarsa". He glanced back at his bhabhisa one more time and thought, "I don't know when bhaisa will open up with bhabhisa about his heart. She thinks that he is not fond of her. But how would one explain, why he ate the saltless food without a complaint and glared at me to keep my mouth shut. Unless it is for his beloved wife".

"Married in Her Shadow" At just 20 years old, Aarohi's life takes a drastic turn when she becomes a replacement bride for the wealthy and enigmatic Veer Rathore. Chosen not for love, but as a substitute for the woman who abandoned him, Aarohi finds herself trapped in a marriage where every glance and whisper reminds her she's not the one Veer desired. Set against the backdrop of opulent mansions and intricate family politics, Aarohi battles the crushing weight of expectations, the constant comparisons, and her growing feelings for a man who sees her as a stand-in. As secrets unravel, Aarohi must navigate her path between her own identity and the shadow she's forced to live in. Will Aarohi rise above the haunting specter of the bride she replaced, or will she forever be a reflection of someone else's life?

Sara loved Arjun with everything she had. But one night... She overheard the truth. 👉 She was just a game to him. 👉 A revenge plan. 👉 A girl he wanted to destroy. That same night- She walked away. Silently. Broken. Pregnant. No goodbye. No explanation. No second chance. Years later... She returns. Not as the girl he betrayed. But as a woman the world fears. Powerful. Untouchable. Unbreakable. And Arjun? The man who laughed at her pain... Is now searching for her like his life depends on it. 👉 But what happens when the woman he destroyed becomes the one he can never reach? 👉 What happens when love returns... too late? 👑 This is not just a love story. 🔥 This is revenge. Redemption. Legacy.

He dint want a wife, he wanted a slave. They dint want a daughter in law. they wanted a ghost. Zoya was the girl who had it all. Top of her class, a rising star in the corporate world, and a paycheck that commanded respect. Then she married Rohan, her college sweetheart. She thought she was building a life; instead, she was signing away her soul. Within months, the "bright student" was extinguished. Her office in the city was replaced by a windowless kitchen. Her hard-earned salary was "managed" by her father-in-law. Her voice was silenced by a husband who whispered that her only value lay in her obedience and the perfection of her service. To her in-laws, she is free labor. To her husband, she is a trophy he broke just to prove he could. But when a devastating betrayal proves that she is entirely disposable to the people she sacrificed everything for, Zoya realizes that being "shattered" is the only way to escape the mold they forced her into. Now, she's taking back the pieces. She's trading the kitchen fire for the boardroom heat. She's reclaiming the identity they tried to bury. And as she rises to heights they can't even imagine, she discovers that someone has been watching her from the shadows for years. A man who doesn't want her to serve, but to reign.

I was desired but never loved. I was a choice but never chosen. I was the maybe, but never the one. What if Karna was never the hero we believed him to be? Reborn in Kaliyuga, he carries no memory of his past life.. Only an unexplainable rage, a haunting curse, and a destiny that refuses to leave him untouched. The world sees a man of power and pride. But beneath it lies something fractured and unfinished. And then there is HER... A woman who feels like déjà vu. A presence that calms the storm within him... and awakens a longing he cannot control. She loves him when he is unworthy of it. She challenges him when no one else dares. And just when he begins to see her... she walks away. As souls from his previous life are reborn around him, old loyalties, rivalries, and sins begin to surface. This is not a story of easy redemption. It is a story of love, karma, and a man who must decide if will he choose differently this time?

Princess Janaki was bound by duty to her kingdom, betrothed from childhood to Prince Aditya. But her heart belonged to Randhir. He was bound by loyalty to the crown. When a British general's desire sparks betrayal, their forbidden love threatens to ignite a war.

8 years after the death of Voldemort at the Battle of Hogwarts, Shacklebolt is dead and John Dawlish has become Minister of Magic. All was well until the Daily Prophet began a fear campaign around another dark magic uprising. With Wiggenweld also becoming exceptionally hard to come by, Peace and Order were the most prominent words being thrown around magical Britain. A ministry-led program, Magical Matches, was created to force marriages between magically compatible witches and wizards. The Ministry had declared that strong magic bonds would be the key to prevent another dark uprising in the future, placing emphasis on the need for a stronger magical population. When Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy are paired together as Magical Matches, they are forced to face their true feelings about themselves and each other. Trigger Warnings: TPOBDM is a mature story intended for 18+ audiences. Reader discretion is advised. This story includes explicit sexual scenes involving exhibitionism, voyeurism, primal play, and mask play. Other triggers include: graphic violence, attempted sexual assault, minor character death

𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 × 𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐲𝐚 34 × 22 She sit in horror,eyes flicking between his face and the weapon in his hand, then to her weeping family.Time seemed to stop. The priest.The guests.The walls.They all vanished.There was only Vikram and the cage he'd made for her. "You see, jaan "he murmured darkly"fate has brought us together And now,we are going to seal it..with marriage." Aradhya shook her head, voice shaking. "Please, sir..don't do this.I don't want to marry you.I'll never love you.Just leave me.." He smiled,that cold, monstrous smile."You don't have a choice.You bumped into me during the mehndi.And tradition demands we marry." "That's not a real tradition,"she whispered through her tears."You're just using it to control me." "perhaps "Vikram replied smoothly his voices calm but his his eyes flashing anger.."But it doesn't matter. You'll marry me.And that's final." The mangalsutra was next.Its gold chain and shiny diamond rested against her neck like a shackle.Her breath hitched.And then,the final blow vermilion.He smeared it across her hairline,sealing her fate with him in most brutal way ever. Vikram's eyes gleamed with victorious fire as he leaned close,his fingers tightening on her waist. "Now , you are mine.."he whispered "And no one can take you away from me." Aradhya's eyes flared."You'll regret this," she hissed."I won't be your prisoner forever." Vikram only chuckled. "I'm counting on it " he whispered "You'll learn to love me Aradhya one way or another.This is our destiny." "𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭.𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞..𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬."

In the small rural town of Sacherton, children have been going missing. Missing children, in general, were not difficult cases to solve, and they were definitely not worth nationwide attention in the media. What was different about this particular case, however, was that there was no evidence whatsoever as to how the children disappeared. There were no broken windows, off-looking people with masks, nor jammed door knobs. It was as if the children just turned into mist and evaporated in the middle of the night.

❝ This is the closest I'll ever get to flying. ❞ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ No one can fully understand the truth ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ behind a girls suicide, unless the girl ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ who jumped actually tells you the full ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ story. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ But that's impossible because she's ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ dead. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ But what if she could tell you why she ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ killed herself? Would you be willing to ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ listen? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Well, I'm Amber Fields. And this is why I ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ jumped. This story describes the ten days before Amber committed suicide. Do not read if you are triggered by suicide or cutting. This story contains a small amount of romance. This is not meant to romanticize suicide in any way. Edited✔️