"I 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 him for thirteen years. Then I watched him 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞. And suddenly... I became the 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝." "𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭," he said. "𝐌𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭... is to remind you every single day- 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐮𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞. 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲. He never realized he was breaking the girl who had loved him silently, completely, long before hate had poisoned his heart. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬. ᥫ᭡.ִֶָ𓂃𓂃✍︎ ----------------------------------------- Hide until this song ends... and I'll leave you 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝. "Run, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲," he whispered. 𝐑𝐮𝐧. 𝐑𝐮𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞." She noticed the notebook and pen in his hand as he read fiction. "Taking notes on how to be a 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧?" "No." 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐬... 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟*𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲. She snaps, "Go. Eat whatever you want. I don't care." He tilts his head, his voice low. "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲." ----------------------------------------- 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 : ☆ Forced marriage ☆ Morally grey male lead ☆ Childhood friends to lovers

⚠️ Mature content only for readers above eighteen ⚠️ Jheel Kumari has been running away all her life. It has always been something to run from ; family problems, daddy issues, bullies, overweight criticisms, dark skin shaming, and.....him. He has been the biggest problem of her life. Him, who ruined everything in her life and.....her. So, like always, she ran but, from him the hardest and furthest. He is her nightmare. Advait Thakre. The son of the chief minister. He has never faced troubles, all thanks to the privileged life he got; amazing parents, wealth, supportive friends, liberty, fame, and what not. He has a bad habit of getting everything in his life.....except her. She is his stubbornness, passion, and madness. Her, whom he wants to accomplish like a challenge. She is his first and only problem. It's a game for both of them. For Jheel, it's hide and seek before she gets caught. For Advait, it's chess, and he is a mastermind of tricks and manipulation, making sure anyhow he wins. Let the game begin. *Not a sweet and simple romance. Contains mature themes*

A woman in her thirties. A housewife. Once a orphan. Once a loner. A young cricketer in his twenties. A heartthrob celebrity. Always a charmer. Always a popular. Sadhna was a simple woman who dreamt of a happily ever after with a prince charming and cute babies. It was perfectly said that dreams hardly came true. And for Sadhna, they never did. She had accepted her reality and life of never ending hopelessness and compromise. Just when life couldn't have gotten worse, she met a young celebrity cricketer. For her, he was a star, so far and bright. Yet, he chose to be her personal light, happiness, and love provider. What we want is often different from what god planned for us. And for Sadhna, her reality was about to turn better than a dream, more than a simple happily ever after.

Pari Thakur has always lived in the shadows. Sweet, soft, and overlooked because of her size, she never imagined a man like Kabir Raizada-ruthless, arrogant, devastatingly handsome-would ever look her way. For six secret months, he became her everything: the man who touched her when the world ignored her, who made her feel desired, even cherished. But Kabir Raizada doesn't do love. He doesn't do forever. To him, women are entertainment, bodies to conquer and discard, and Pari was no different... until one mistake changes everything. When Pari discovers she is pregnant, her fragile dream of belonging to him shatters under the weight of his cruelty. Kabir refuses to accept the child, refuses to accept her. With cold words and brutal detachment, he pushes her out of his life, proving she was only ever a fleeting distraction. But fate is not so easily controlled. What Kabir casts aside may become the one thing he can't live without. And Pari, once weak in his arms, may discover a strength that forces him to his knees. In a world where desire burns, betrayal cuts deep, and love is the most dangerous risk of all- can a ruthless man ever learn to cherish the woman who was once his greatest mistake?

||A south indian cross cousin love story|| 🌸 Note: In certain South Indian traditions, marriage between a girl and her mother's brother's son (cross-cousin) is a culturally accepted and legally valid practice in India. Ezhil x Kayalvizhi Kayalvizhi grew up with one dream, that one day she would marry Arjun. He was her first love, her childhood promise, her everything. Their families had always spoken about it like it was written in the stars. So when the wedding was finally fixed, her heart overflowed with happiness. She didn't care about a big career or chasing ambition. Being his wife was enough. But fate had other plans. Just hours before the wedding, Arjun leaves without a word, making her shattered at the edge of a life that no longer makes sense. In the midst of heartbreak, confusion, and family pressure, she is married off to his younger brother, Ezhil, the charming professor who had loved her in silence since childhood. Kayal enters this new marriage numb and unwilling. But Ezhil never asks for her love, only her peace. He gives her space, encourages her to study, to grow, to dream again. Slowly, through his kindness, she begins to find herself. The girl who once only wanted love begins to chase a future of her own, one her father had always wished for her. One she never thought she was strong enough to build. And somewhere in the quiet rhythm of their new life, shared in silence, in the way he saw her strength when she couldn't, her heart began to heal. She didn't realize when it started, but with every gentle word, every steady presence, every look that held more care than expectation, She began to fall in love again, not all at once, but slowly. Softly. Unexpectedly. Beautifully. Not with the boy she once dreamed of, But with the man who had loved her all along, quietly, patiently, completely.

He promised to be the perfect gentleman. She promised to ruin him. Shreyash is the ultimate gentleman every parent wants. He is polite, intelligent, respectful, and blushes very easily. Back in college, he was the untouchable, brilliant senior and also Adhira's brother's best friend. Now, he's Adhira's husband, and he is determined to treat her with the utmost patience, care, and gentlemanly restraint. There's just one problem, Adhira is determined to be a thorn in his gentlemanly ways. Stubborn, demanding, and utterly unapologetic, Adhira knows exactly what she wants. And what she wants is for her shy, tightly wound husband to finally snap. From deliberate teasing under the family dining table to cornering him against locked bedroom doors, she is on a relentless, sensual mission to completely shatter his polite boundaries. As Adhira pushes him closer and closer to the edge, and once the senior finally surrenders control... there is no going back. Tropes: Brother's best friend Popular girl x Smart Topper guy Badgirl x Goodboy (in bed) Virgin x Virgin

Her eyes widened when she saw him, she asked out, '' What are you doing here sir? Please go, my husband will reach home soon '', her chin dropped. He stated, lifting her jaw until---their eyes met,'' Do you think your so called husband can do anything to me Sunspark ? '' She interrogated, removing his fingers from her chin,'' Why are you here?---Just leave my house ''. He smirked, his eyes burning with lust and something she couldn't name----, ''You already know why I am here. If you don't want everyone to listen your moans then go to your bed, I want you on your hands and knees or else I'll make you scream like whore infront of your in laws '', she stepped back, her eyes sparkled with fear. '' No, please, I'll not do it '' , she mutters, her chest heaves with courage. '' Do you want your childrens to listen their mother's sweet moans sunspark? '' he smirked in a dangerous way, her heartbeats raises in fear and anguish. At last, She reached near the bed, she got on her all fours. ✿⁠ She's married , has a husband even two kids.She's a science teacher at a government school. ⁠ He's a politician, he's unmarried, he thinks woman fall for his physique and money, which is almost true. When her school organised an annual function, he was invited to their school as the chief guest. when he saw her, he instantly fell for her, he tried to claim her. He kidnapped her daughter so that he can make her his. She tried to rescue her daughter but ended up being trapped by him. Is he genuinely interested in her? or does he wants to exert control ? How will her husband react when he gets to know them ? Or is there are some other mysteries on the path? To know about it kindly read the story.

He wasn't the man she was supposed to marry. But when her fiancé cheated on the day of their wedding, his elder brother stepped in - not out of love, but to protect her dignity. Sharvika never wanted Veeransh. She never forgave him for what she thought he'd stolen. So she wore the bridal red with rage in her heart and vengeance on her lips. Veeransh accepted her coldness, her silence, her subtle punishments - all without defense. He never asked for her love. He only offered quiet protection... and took every blame she threw like it was his to carry. But hatred is a fragile thing when laid beside kindness. And guilt? Guilt never stays buried forever. As truths unravel, so does her heart - piece by piece, in the arms of the man she swore to hate. A story of broken vows, silent sacrifice, and a love that was never meant to happen... but did anyway. ........... Tropes: Marriage of convenience Fiancé runs, brother replaces Cold wife × quiet, protective husband He takes the blame, she gives the pain Guilt. Resentment. Silent love. .......... Words count : 49,600 ......... Started on : July 17, 2025 Completed on : ......... ! This story is complete work of imagination and it's completely mine ! ......... Pictures:- Pinterest (credits to the rightful owners)

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. "𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭?" 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡. "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞... 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐮𝐬." _________________________________________________ She was the girl with ink-stained fingers and dreams too delicate for a world like his. Amaira Joshi had never imagined her name would be spoken in the same breath as the Ranawats-let alone whispered as a possible bride for Yugveer Ranawat, the quiet storm behind a billion-dollar empire. He's everything she isn't. Sharp where she's soft. Silent where she speaks with her eyes. A man built of discipline, duty, and deeply buried demons. The proposal comes not with roses or confessions, but through old connections, quiet conversations over tea-and a stare that lingers far too long. Amaira is not prepared to step into a world of chandeliers and legacy, where love is a luxury and silence, a weapon. But fate doesn't ask permission. And neither does Yugveer Ranawat. In a tale woven with longing, restraint, and slow-burning intensity-what happens when a girl who speaks in warmth is thrown into the arms of a man who's forgotten how to feel? Achievements so far: ✨ #1 in Forbidden Feelings #8 in Intense Love #7 in Heartfelt Romance #23 in Desi Love Story #117 in Desire

ʜᴇ ʜᴇʟᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ꜰᴜᴄᴋᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴏ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴅʙᴏᴀʀᴅ ᴋɴᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟ. ʜᴇ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ꜰɪʟᴛʜ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴇᴀʀ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʀᴀɢɢᴇᴅ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜꜱ, ʜᴏᴡ ᴛɪɢʜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ, ʜᴏᴡ ʜᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ, ʜᴏᴡ ɴᴏᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ʜᴇʀ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ. "ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ" ʜᴇ ꜱɴᴀʀʟᴇᴅ. "ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ʙᴜʀɴꜱ, ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪꜰ ɪ ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟʟ ꜰᴏʀ ɪᴛ" ◇◇◇◇ Trapped in a loveless marriage, she craves what she's forbidden to have. Aradhya's world is one of quiet suffering until her husband's enigmatic elder brother, Arjun, ignites a fire she thought was long dead. Slow burning desire turns into a dangerous obsession. Every stolen glance, every reckless touch pulls them deeper into a web of passion, secrets, and broken promises. This isn't a story for the faint hearted. It's raw. It's messy. It's the kind of love that bruises, consumes, and leaves you breathless. Dare to enter their world if you can handle the heat.