The course of life is unpredictable and so is marriage. "Marriage is union of two souls" said my granny and yes marriage is union of two incompatible individuals. "Marriage is an licence for official sex" said my frustrated divorced aunt and yes it is. "Marriage is a travel to the destination with our partner" Yes marriage is a travel to the destination ALONE. "Marriage is made in heaven" said my mom and yes heaven doesn't exist. "Marriage is the most happiest and important thing in an girl's life " said my Dad , even I believed that but My life said me something I never even imagined because I didn't have the intellect to think like that. Vrushali giggled after saying these lines. These words were spilled by her after the psychologist convinced her for an Free association session.

"what are you expecting from this marriage?" I asked. "Whatever a husband should expect from his wife" he replied in an emotionless way. "Which are?" I probed for a detailed answer "Love. Honest. Loyalty. Family. Sex" he recited like it was maths formula which he has been reciting for years. "Oh" my mouth fell open and I didn't know how to respond. His gaze curious, curious of what I will say, "You have my loyalty and honesty. There will be no one else in my life as long as I am your wife. But..." "But?" "But I am not going to sleep with you", I said. "You will" his voice pierced my thoughts. I looked up into his eyes which were staring at me with arrogance and confidence. "No. I won't" I said confused by his reply "Yes you will. You will sleep with me and that too willingly" he smirked "Why would I do that?" I asked "Are you trying to tell me that you plan to stay virgin for the rest of your life?" He stood in front of me, trapping me in between his ape like body and the kitchen counter. His closeness stirred my feelings. Suddenly I had doubts on my own words. Can I possibly try to keep my virtue intact with this man living under the same roof as me? ****** Taking marriage for granted was the biggest mistake Maithili has done in her life. Because she ended up marrying her ex boyfriend without her knowledge. She regrets that but is it really her biggest mistake or will it become her biggest blessing? Will her marriage work or will she get het heart broken again by the same guy?

Stay in your limits. Don't think that I don't know anything. I cannot forget what you and your mother did to me and with my sister. Be there where you are." He said and I held the wall to stop myself from falling. "One more thing,never again do it. Never touch my things again."He said and a tear escaped from my eyes to roll down on my cheek He went out of the room,leaving me all alone,with so much hurt. He shut the door so hardly that I jumped on my place. Tears were rolling down on my cheeks. I sat down on the floor. I was remembering each and every word he said today. All in these days, I had a hope that one he'll be mine but today he just broke everything. Stay in your limits. I cannot forget what you and your mother did to me and my sister. Be there where you are. His words were ringing in my ear,telling me who I'm to him. He thought I was behind all this. He thought that I was with my mother,compelling him to marry me. But he was wrong. I wanted to tell him. Words seems to lost for me. He said never touch his things."His things?" We are separate ?? I thought, I am his wife and he know that I have the right on his everything but today he just told me my limits. ★~~★~~★~~★~~★~~★ Be with Jahan and Zeeniya to witness their journey of making the other fall.

Ayesha is a 22-year-old practicing Muslimah studying International Law in Canada. Ayesha is the girl that is told to be quiet and sit in the corner of the room. She is always reminded by her parents that the house she is living is not hers and her house will be the one she will be married into. Ayesha only wants her family to love her and if not that at least act like parents to her. Everything Ayesha's parents do is to show people it's not out of love. Her father is hardly home and her mom she is always commanding things for her to do. She doesn't share anything with her siblings because she knows they won't care. Every night she prays to god to help her find someone who will love her for who she truly is. Aayan is a 25-year-old Muslim. He lives in England and works with his dad in his company. He is a caring brother to his sister, brother, and bhabhi. His parents want him to get married. He wants a girl that is a practicing muslim and who will love him through everything. Aayan is constantly told by his brother that he is a romantic type of a guy. But when he is told that he is getting married to Ayesha he becomes mad. Ayesha is not the girl he had in mind to get married to. Ayesha is afraid to show her emotions. she is scared if she shares her past one day he will use that against her and not love her. Aayan doesn't know if he should say yes to this marriage. Keep reading if fate will keep them together

#1 in General Fiction on 22/07/2017 #1 in General Fiction on 20/06/2017 #2 in General Fiction on 06/06/2017 Anika is your average Indian girl who loves her family, likes to spend time with her friends and enjoys every little thing in her life. But suddenly fate intervenes and she finds herself married to the love of her life but not in the way she wanted to. Amongst the misunderstandings and heartbreaks how will her love survive? How will she make her husband fall for her or Will he ever love her back? Siddharth is a an arrogant and serious businessman in love with Antara- Anika's elder sister. But when his bride Antara leaves him jilted at the altar he is left with no other choice but to marry her younger sister Anika to save both the families from humiliation. A marriage of convenience, a marriage only for show. How will he cope up with his wife at home who is always in his way vying for his attention while he only punishes her for her sister's mistake. Can he ever find in his heart to love her? Or will it be too late? Read to find out more.

She grew up adoring him. Even after he drifted far due to circumstances the adulation continued. The fragrance of the night jasmine he planted to placate her left his mark. As she blossomed into a lissome maiden it filled her with a longing she could not bring herself to express- her feelings remained locked safe in the vault of her mind. Many tried to woo her but could never take his place, her heart belonged only to him! On the other hand he held vague memories of her, having left her far behind while she was still a child- his mother made sure no vestiges from the past would have any impact on his future, he had to live up to his influential pedigree. The elite boarding school, the internship abroad, the Ivy league education- a carefully charted path well-colluded to ensure that the Shekhawat fortunes would soar like a phoenix. There was too much at stake, she carefully groomed him to take over the business empire as he was their ultimate gilt-edged investment. She was a Sanyal before she became a Shekhawat-the daughter of a successful corporate Moghul, and soon realised that she must prevail before the clan had another opportunity to squander the ancestral wealth with their whims and a myopic vision. She vetted everything-who Randhir made friends with, whom he dated, who his business acquaintances were, what blue chip companies he put the money in- in the hope that he would never stray from the path to success, unlike his father before him. Little did Renuka Shekhawat know that destiny once writ is unlikely to unravel, you cannot always make the future your slave. What will happen when the two young people meet again, this time playing very different roles unlike those in their childhood?

Anindya aka Butu was of only 13 when, an un-assumed accident made him a husband of a 10 year old Poulee. Will happy-ending be in the fortune when irritation covered up the sparks, and sudden responsibility overruled childhood innocence and adolescence? ***not edited, editing on the process*** The link of the book two, https://www.wattpad.com/story/100998976-other-groom-the-tale-of-the-rejected-guy

Selling your soul to the devil is pretty drastic, but when the devil are your parents and the soul is your love life, then it can’t be as bad. SEE, THAT IS WHERE I WAS WRONG! It was the last week of high school and all the seniors were going to Europe. I wanted to go so bad!! I wanted to be FREE and explore the world, so when I asked my parents they agreed...on one condition. AN ARRANGED MARRIAGE!!! I am Indian, and I always knew I was gonna get an arranged marriage, so I thought it wasn’t that bad of a trade. I WAS WRONG AGAIN! Little did I know, that I was gonna fall in love in Europe and regret everything I did. My name is Naina Kapoor, and this is my story of finding true love

"look, it is undeniably established that we hate each other and there no need to cover that up.so, stop trying and just get on with your own work" I said. I hope I made things clear to her. she might be my wife by societal beliefs, by law, and by force but she can never be my wife by heart. "oh ya, I do hate you.do not worry nothing has changed." saying that she sashayed out of our room. do not worry? why would I be worried? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hanish like everyone knows is a calculating and a rational person. but comes a situation where he is forced to marry another girl, make her his second wife. what is he going to do? why did he accept such an ultimatum? Can this stone heart even feel? be warned, if you are expecting any violence or harassment by the husband because of forced marriage, please feel free to avoid my book. this is not a cliche story. other language words are used in very specific places and translations for the same is given. this book is the third installment of a four-book series Summer Secrets. Stand alone novel. With characters appearing from the other books.

"Now that I have seen you naked...." Parmish paused to look at Meher who shot her head in his direction, giving him a death glare. Parmish chuckled and waved the photograph in his hand, before continuing, "I can say you were cute, at least in your childhood" Meher's jaw dropped and she ran towards him, to get ahold of her childhood picture. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ 'Have a nice day flaunting your hot red nail paint, Mr. Parmish Verma' Meher thought, admiring her work on Parmish's nails, who was deep in his slumber. She headed towards washroom, with bottle of nail paint remover in her hand, and spilled all its contents in the wash basin. She came back to bed, came close to Parmish's ears and whispered, "HOWBOW DAH" in HIS tone, giving an evil smirk. ****Disclaimer**** This story is totally a work of fiction.Though some of the characters are inspired from real people but events, incidents and behavior/life of characters of this story are complete fiction. *****