"Ahhh, leave me...I am sorry...please" A girl was begging and dragging by a very muscular man, was crying but the man was very deaf to hear her pleadings. He brought her to his room and threw her on the bed. He threw her ghungroo on the floor. "You want to dance, right? Then dance as much as you want but only in front of me, but next time you won't dance outside to this room, this is not your fucking brothel and you're just my prostitute so you are here only to entertain me." ************ "You wanted to become my wife, right? So, let's make you mine...." In a very dark room a girl was whimpering in a corner. She was too scared to look up but the man who was in front of her was not in the mood to show mercy on her. ************ "I can't marry you...and you can't force me to-" Before she could complete her sentence a very rough lips met to hers and shut her up. "You have to become my wife, Dhani! Because you caught my attention, beautiful" ************** The Sherawat brothers, the very powerful men in the business world and the black world. They belong to a very royal and famous family. This family has some strict rules which are followed by each and every family member. But are the new members able to follow their rules or not? 𝘿𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙧:- 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮.

Kalyani and Agastya have been married for six years. They have the perfect life- good health, great wealth and two beautiful children. As they are healing from a recent trauma, their past visits their present disrupting their happiness. Disclaimer: THE CHARACTERS, EVENTS AND ENTITIES DEPICTED IN THIS BOOK ARE ENTIRELY FICTIONAL. ANY SIMILARITY TO ACTUAL PERSONS, LIVING OR DEAD, IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL. NO OFFENCE TO ANY PERSON OR COMMUNITY IS INTENDED.

Architect Raghav, 31, still grapples with the void left by his wife's death three years ago, a tragedy that coincided with the birth of their son, Yug. His world revolves around his young child and the lingering echoes of his past love. Meanwhile, Gayatri, 36, embodies the picture of a devoted wife and mother to her two children, 10-year-old Shruti and 8-year-old Mihir. Unbeknownst to her, the foundation of her seemingly happy marriage is crumbling under her husband's long-standing infidelity. Their paths, marked by individual grief and unforeseen betrayal, are destined to intersect. This is a poignant story about finding unexpected hope and rebuilding trust amidst personal turmoil. It explores the delicate journey of two souls navigating the complexities of loss, single parenthood, and the courage it takes to open one's heart to a new beginning. As Raghav and Gayatri's lives intertwine, they might just become the anchors the other desperately needs, learning to heal and perhaps, find love again in the face of their shared vulnerabilities. #The Second Dawn

"I DON'T WANT ANY SELFISH WOMAN AROUND MY CHILD!" Rudra roared, the glass shattering in his fist. "STOP IT, RUDRA," Siya said softly, tears brimming in her eyes. "I LOVE HIM... I WOULD NEVER HURT YOUR REYANSH." "DON'T SHOW ME THOSE FAKE TEARS OF YOURS!" he snapped, voice sharp like a blade, slamming his fist into the wall with a thud that echoed through the room. "YOU THINK I CAN'T SEE THROUGH THAT INNOCENT ACT? THAT SOFTNESS? IT'S ALL A LIE, ISN'T IT?" Siya dropped to her knees, heart breaking. "IT'S NOT ABOUT REYANSH, RUDRA... IT'S ABOUT YOU... YOU NEEDED LOVE, RUDRA." . . . ╰┈➤Rudra Singhania - a six-foot-tall man, breathtakingly handsome and steamingly hot, with a presence that commands attention. Grumpy as hell, CEO of Singhania Group of Industries Pvt. Ltd., recently returned from London. A man carved from ice and fire, he's a single parent to little Reyansh - just a few months old - trying to balance towering empires with tiny cries. He hates women, hates emotions, and despises the very idea of letting a nanny or any woman near his baby. ╰┈➤Siya Sharma - a beautiful, cheerful girl with a heart full of dreams and the weight of responsibilities on her shoulders. Daughter to a single mother and a protective elder sister, she balances her 4th year of architecture with the chaos of life. What she never saw coming was becoming the unexpected nanny to Rudra Singhania's baby - a twist of fate that would change everything. Two opposites. One roof. A child in between. Will Siya ever be more than just a nanny in Rudra's eyes? Will Reyansh open his heart to her? And will Rudra finally let love touch the parts of him he's buried deep?

(Needs Editing) "Thakur Sahab..." she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper, breathless, unsteady. And next, without letting her know her fingers made it's way to his hair, clutching it got life, for newly known pleasure! The way she said his name-so delicate, yet laced with something she herself didn't understand-sent a jolt of satisfaction through Randheer. His smirk deepened against her skin. He soothed the bite with a slow, deliberate kiss, his warm lips brushing over the mark he had left behind. He wanted her to remember this moment, to feel his presence long after he was gone. "Shh, Jaan.." he murmured, his voice husky, intoxicating. "You'll wake the whole house..your brothers will know, that you are having haldi ceremony with me..in this way" And the irony..She fell for the very man her brothers despised to the core.. ⚠️ Mature content ahead! Proceed with caution. What happens when a sweet, bubbly girl falls for a ruthless man? Dive into the story where her Thakur Sahab is her devotion, and she is his obsession. ✔️ Forced Marriage ✔️ Sweet yet Intense Romance ✔️ Age Gap Love Story ✔️ A Strong Female Lead ✔️ She Fell First, He Fell Harder

**🇮🇳 1970s India. A marriage of duty. A love that defies fate.** At just sixteen, Vidhya is torn from her childhood and thrust into a world where she must become a wife overnight. Her father, knowing his time is near, entrusts her to Vikram-the son of his dearest friend, a boy he once raised as his own after tragedy left Vikram orphaned. Now twenty-eight, Vikram is a man shaped by loss and the weight of an unwanted past. Taken in by Vidhya's father at fifteen, he owes the man everything-but marriage was never part of the debt he intended to repay. To him, Vidhya is a responsibility, not a companion. To her, Vikram is both a protector and a stranger. But as they navigate their forced bond, battling the weight of tradition, the whispers of society, and the ghosts of their pasts, something shifts. She longs for knowledge, for a life beyond the expectations placed upon her. He, shackled by guilt and fear, refuses to believe in love. Their journey is not just about marriage-it is about healing, about rewriting their fates, and about discovering whether love can take root in the most unlikely of places. ✨ **Will Vikram allow himself to care? Will Vidhya find the strength to shape her own destiny?** ✨ A heart-wrenching tale of love, loss, and rebirth, **"Tera Mera Bandhan: Ek Anjaani Dastaan"** brings to life a romance forged in duty but strengthened by understanding. 💫 *Some relationships are written by fate... but only the heart can decide their ending.* 💫

He is king She is commoner He loves his first wife but married her because of circumstances. What will be the result of this marriage? Will he accept her as his wife?

Ayaat × Shahmeer ( Also can be read as a standalone novel) . . . . . . . . . "Let me make this clear from the very beginning-" But she interrupted. Lifting her veil slowly, She faced him. Her tone was calm, but her soul trembled behind her words. "I don't have any expectations from this bond," she said steadily. "You've given me your name-that's enough. You'll always be my sister's husband. I'm not here to demand a place in your life. I know exactly where I stand." He watched her, caught off guard by her sudden fire yet nodded. "Good. That saves us both the trouble. And Stick to that. Because I won't tolerate promises you can't keep." He said sharply. Her scent lingered between them...a soft, familiar trace of coconut. He took a small step back, as if her presence had caught him off guard. As if it stirred something he wasn't ready to face-something unsettling, achingly familiar... and utterly forbidden. ★★★★★★★★★★★ When two broken souls, Ayaat and Shahmeer, are bound by an unwanted marriage, they treat each other as nothing more than a forbidden past. Grief, guilt, duty, hate.. defines their bond... until fate begins to rewrite their story. They fall.....slowly, unknowingly, and effortlessly. But will they remain shackled by hate, guilt? Or will they finally allow themselves a chance to live... and love again? Troupes: Arranged Marriage, Second Marriage, Brother in law, Twin sisters, Billionaire, Slow burn, Heartbreak, Trauma, Obsession, Romance, Hate-Love, Baby, Grumpy × Sunshine, Businessman × Designer, Healing each other, Mature themes, Second Chance. ⚠️Content Warning : This story contains Mature Themes. Details will be found inside💗

1980s Kavya's marriage was fixed with mukhiya.... manviksinh Rathod... Every girl dreams of getting married and lead a good life But will he be caring or just use her like every other men did at that time... only few women could get love from their husband and she prayed to be one of those lucky women. Manvik × Kavya ________💗

this story is about rudra partap singh. who is hukum of the village is very dominant, angry and fair person. who believe in justice. he looks like a break God age 30,height 6'2", 8 pack abs, built body every girl dream man but he looks at no one. he father name is shiv partap singh former hukum, mother name is priya partap singh housewife loves her family alot and one sister riya she is naughty sweet girl and his brother beloved now our heroine name is meera. she is 19 years old height 5'2"but body like 30 year girl big breast, big eyes, fair colour, chubby girl. submissive in mature kind hearted love her family she is only child of her parents. his father name vijay who is farmer and mother jaya is housewife. warning: this story contains lots of smut. if you are not comfortable then don't read it