To the world, he is a Beast. To the world, she is a Ghost. To a baby, they are everything. Rudra doesn't do "gentle." He is a storm of iron and cold calculation, a man whose presence usually clears a room. Anshika is his polar opposite-a woman of soft whispers and averted eyes, someone who has spent her life staying out of the spotlight. They were strangers until a blood-soaked promise tied them together. When a dying couple entrusts them with a ten-month-old infant, the instruction is chillingly clear: Do not trust the bloodline. Protect him from everyone. To save the child from a war he's too young to understand, Rudra and Anshika must commit to the ultimate masquerade. They aren't just protectors; they are now parents. In the glittering boardrooms of Bangalore and the crowded halls of elite weddings, they must convince the world that the child in their arms is their own. For Rudra, it means suppressing the lethal beast within to play the part of a devoted father. For Anshika, it means stepping out of the shadows to stand as the shield for a family that didn't exist yesterday. As they navigate bottle-feedings by night and high-stakes secrets by day, the lie begins to feel dangerously real. But in a world where the child's true identity is a death warrant, they must play their parts perfectly. Because if the world discovers that this "perfect family" is a fiction, the massacre they survived in the valley will only be the beginning. One lie to save him. One promise to hold them together. A thousand secrets that could tear them apart.

"Why don't you understand, Mr. Agnihothri?" The words were torn from my throat, raw and desperate. "I am not the one who is made for love. Don't try to heal me, Shiv. I'm telling you, you will only break yourself in that process," I screamed, the sound catching and splintering with a deep, shaky breath. ​But the expected anger, the frustrated retreat, never came. Instead, his gaze-intense, impossibly tender-met mine, and a small, maddeningly serene smile touched the corner of his lips. It was a silent challenge, a soft denial that made the fragile control I held on my sanity begin to crumble. ​"Let's stop this here, please," I whispered, the desperate plea barely audible, the fight draining from me. "You deserve someone whole, someone pure, not a shattered, half-broken glass doll like me." The confession was an admission of defeat, and a single, traitorous tear-hot and heavy-escaped the dam of my composure, tracing a path down my cheek. ​Something fractured in his placid facade. The smile vanished, replaced by a sudden, fierce darkness. He shut his eyes, his jaw clenching as he inhaled a deep, steadying breath, a visible battle raging to master a sudden, barely contained fury. Then, in a single, predatory movement, he erased the space between us. ​He captured my shoulders, his grip not cruel, but intensely demanding, and pushed me firmly back against the cool, unforgiving drywall. The sudden pressure was intoxicating, trapping me between the solid surface and his unyielding body. Slowly, deliberately, he leaned in, his intent palpable, until his mouth was almost touching my ear. ​"Saanvi," his voice was a low, resonant rumble, a silken promise laced with a dangerous possessiveness, "Even the breath I take when you are near me is elixir (Amrit) for my soul." His lips brushed my skin as he spoke the last word, the sheer intimacy of the contact sending a wildfire racing through my veins and igniting my heart into an uncontrollable inferno. ​

Top #2 in India (7/6/25) "𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐮, 𝐌𝐫𝐬 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮" ~𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒓𝒂 "𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝙮𝙤𝙪" ~𝑨𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒉𝒊 ✬⋆✬⋆✬⋆✬ 𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒓𝒂❦𝑨𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒉𝒊 ✬⋆✬⋆✬⋆✬ ♡ 𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑠 ♡ ➻𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑔𝑎𝑝 ➻𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑔𝑒 ➻𝑏𝑜𝑡ℎ 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑜𝑡ℎ 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟 ➻𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑔𝑒 ➻𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 ➻𝑑𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒 & 𝑓𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒 ➻ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 ⋆⋆⋆ 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡:-29/03/25 𝐸𝑛𝑑:-....

𝐄𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬- 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 1 " 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞, 𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥" 𝐒𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 was supposed to marry the younger Malhotra brother. Everything was perfect. The venue. The families. The vows waiting to be spoken. Until the groom... disappeared. And the man who stepped forward instead....was 𝐀𝐯𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚. The older brother. The responsible one. The one who had always stood beside her... but never in front of the mandap. One moment, they were best friends. The next moment....they were husband and wife. Not because they chose it. Not because they planned it. But because sometimes fate doesn't ask. It decides. And now they must live with a marriage neither of them expected...A bond that was never meant to exist. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰... 𝐀𝐯𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 +𝟏𝟖 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 Replaced Groom 𝐎𝐧𝐞-𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐕𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐅𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐞 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬. Dear Gulab & Gulabo's, this story is being revised and will return soon. Thank you for your patience 💛

When King Rivaan dies unexpectedly, the widowed Queen Alakhnanda is forced into a second marriage with Anay, the son of the powerful Finance Minister Shreyash Sharma. Bound by a prior agreement signed by the late King and the Rajmata, Alakhnanda finds herself without a voice in her own fate. Anay, an unwilling puppet at first, becomes part of a political game neither of them chose. Alakhnanda, strong, cold, and wounded by betrayal, believes Anay is a pawn trying to eliminate her son Riyansh. Will Anay be able to prove himself to Alakhnanda and the people of Rajdavan? Or will he too become blinded by power?

Rayan Ahamed, a 28-year-old army officer, never wanted this life. Forced into the military by family legacy, the once-vibrant boy is now a cold, distant man trapped in duty, stripped of dreams. Inaya Amin, a 20-year-old dreamer, fled her strict home for love, only to be betrayed and dragged back in disgrace. Now, she's a prisoner in her own house, her spirit broken under the weight of society's judgment. When their families arrange them into a Nikah, it's not about love-it's about restoring honor and obeying orders. Rayan sees it as another command to follow. Inaya sees it as another cage. But as two shattered souls collide, will they remain strangers bound by duty, or will an unexpected spark defy the chains that hold them? Grab your favorite snacks and dive into their journey, where love is the last thing they expect, but the only thing that might set them free. Impressive rankings: #1 in fiction (25/08/25) #1 in Army(29/07/2025) #3 in arranged marriage (3/5/25) #1 in childishness (4/5/25) #2 in husbandandwife (18/5/25) #2 in grumpy (16/6/25) #2 in slowburn (16/6/25)

Book 1 of Series Phool, a 17 year old girl whose brown eyes were filled with fear. On whose 5 feet tall, flawless milky body, she was wearing an orange colored Rajasthani Ghaghra Choli. It looked even more beautiful on her well-shaped and beautiful body. Her lips were light pink in color. Her light brown hair was long and thick. Which was braided in a long braid. She had small silver earrings in her ears and wore a nose pin. Her figure was well-shaped and had a milky complexion. Looking at her, it seemed as if she was a princess or an Apsara. And God had carved her with his own hands and sent her to earth. But perhaps God had forgotten to write her fate. She was a maid. _________________ She burnt Phool's hand and threw the iron away and holding Phool's jaw said angrily, "You will play tricks with me. Did you think that I will leave you just like that after burning my saree? I am only giving you a small reward for this mistake of mine. If you go to my in-laws house and make any mistake or even raise your eyes towards my Krit ji, I will burn this beautiful face of yours with acid. Kriti Thakur sa is only mine. He is only mine." _____________________ Kritvirya, The prince of Jodhpur and the future Hukum Sa is 32 years old. He is 6' 6" tall and has black eyes.He Is Handsome and most eligible bachelor of Rajasthan. He loves his only son the most in his life. _______________ His father said to him angrily, "The one you want to make your queen is a maid in this palace. "I can burn thousands of such palaces to make Phool my queen." Krit said without any fear.

Top hash tags #1 - Story Telling #1 - India #1 - ceo #1- arranged marriage #1- jealousy #1- story #2- dance #2-family #2 - Sizzling #2- story telling In the heart of a traditional Indian family, where values, customs, and rituals were deeply revered, the story of Rudra and Aditi's arranged marriage unfolds. Rudra, a man of strong principles and a past marked by the shadows of betrayal, resists the notion of love and marriage. He believes that life's lessons have taught him to trust no one, especially when it comes to matters of his son. But destiny has other plans for him. Aditi, a young woman with an unwavering faith in love and the goodness of humanity, finds herself in the midst of a complex family arrangement. Her journey to a union with Rudra is paved with questions, uncertainty, and the challenge of winning the heart of a man who has vowed never to love again. This story, a delicate blend of tradition and modernity, of love born from an arranged marriage, unfolds against a backdrop of familial expectations, personal doubts, and the timeless dance of two souls brought together by fate. Join us in the pages that follow, as we explore the unique tapestry of Rudra and Aditi's arranged marriage, where suspense, passion, and destiny intertwine in a tale that will keep you captivated until the very end.

𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐧 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞? 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦? 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭. 𝐓𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐧-𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞.

PRISHA, a 26-year old girl who is an orphan but has a cute 4-year old son whom she calls her home, had endured very much in her life, beautiful not only from face but by heart, loves her baby very much can go any extent for him, teacher by profession. REVAAN OBEROI, a 29-year old man, A self-made buisnessman, rules the business world , a gym freak, handsome and charming as well, had no interest in love or marriage for him it's just a waste of time, loves his family very much can do anything for them. KIAAN, a 4-year old baby boy, had lost his parents at the age of 2, adopted by Prisha, loves his mumma very much, a school going kid, always dream of having a big family. What will made them marry each other? How will the love bloom between them? Let's dive into the journey of Prisha and Revaan to know.