" Mumma, I am eighteen right now. I've not even started my college and you want me to get married to man who is six years older! This is not fair." I shouted, exasperated. " Swara, your sister has betrayed all of us and has run away from her own wedding. All the guests are waiting for the bride to come out. You know your grandfather's medical condition . He will not be able to take any shock right now and you if you don't go out, his hard earned reputation will get tainted and he may not be able to absorb this shock." Mumma tried to reason. " What about Aditya....? I call him jiju (brother in law) for god's sake maa!" I exclaimed. " He will be okay with this marriage." Amrita aunty said, entering the room. " Mumma...this is going to spoil three lives." I tried, talking sense. " Swara, beta please do this for both of the families." Aunty said, folding her hands in front of me. " I need to talk to him first." I demaded to which both of them obliged and within next five minutes, my so called jiju was standing in front of me. " I tried to reason out with them. Turns out they did not understand. Didi loves you. I think she must have been forced to take this decision." I said, defending Kritika di. " Forced? Her letter clearly states otherwise." He spoke with so much hatred in his voice. I kept quiet. " Get dressed and come to the mandap (pavilion)" He said and left the room, banging the door on his way. " Thank you so much ganpati bappa (god) for throwing me in this mess." I muttered and without an option, started getting ready. God, what is going to happen with my life now!

An eminent politician with ties to royalty, Uday Rajvansh had no use for a wife. Any wife. Clamoring for a respite from her never-ending bad luck, Niyati Mishra was in a desperate need of a husband. Any husband. A tragedy tied these two unlikely candidates in holy matrimony. He cursed his stars. She fell to her knees and thanked hers. But abruptly, their marriage lost its cause. His freedom was within his reach again. However, he wasn't sure if that was what he wanted anymore. For it had become clear to Uday that Niyati was the one he had been waiting for, all along. Subconsciously. Reluctantly. Desperately.

Marriage. The word itself has a lot of emotions and incidences attached to it. Rimisha was a self dependent business woman, the ruler and owner of her life, until she found herself suddenly getting forcefully married off to her long time acquaintance Adish Bhattacharya. The man, who becomes her husband is full of himself, but it's not like that he doesn't care for her. Rimisha tries to fake her happiness when she discovers them alone in the honeymoon, but given the past they have shared, its not easy to just move on giving away the bitterness! Lets present, Rimisha and Adish, as they sort out differences in their 'married life' and find out the truth behind incidences of life! Let them find out what is Mesmerizing, and what is worth Relishing. Happy Reading! ^_^ Has been edited a bit, please refresh your library before reading. :) Highest Ranking : #106 in Romance! Copyright © 2015 UnknownDee

***Please note that this book has been taken down because it has been published and you can see only the sample chapters *** You can purchase the revised and new version of the book on Amazon and on other online retailer websites. The link is in my bio. ---------------------------------------- 'This is my house; I can do whatever I want' His arrogance had no limits. 'You are right, but this is my house too. That means I can do whatever I want to do and you can't stop me' I glared at him. 'That's it' Instantly he walked around the table and grabbed my hand. 'Why do you keep grabbing my hand like that? Let me go!' Why was he so annoying? 'You need to shut up right now' Before I could protest, he lifted me up in a bridal style and took me to his room. ---------------------------------------- This story should have been about Mariam and Ayaan. Mariam was my sister and Ayaan was her husband. Both were madly in love with each other. Then that terrible accident happened and Mariam died. Leaving me behind with Ayaan and their two-month-old son to look after and just like that, I became a part of their life. Uninvited and unwanted.