Three cousins-Agastya, Vidyut, and Vivaan share a bond stronger than blood. They live by the belief that relationships are distractions, only serving to weaken their resolve and ambitions. But destiny has other plans. Agastya, the eldest, finds himself married in what appears to be an arranged marriage, but not everything is as it seems. Vidyut enters a loveless union bound by a deal, cold and calculated. Vivaan's wedding is a whirlwind, with his bride replaced at the last moment to save family reputation. Now, these strong-willed men are forced to confront the very thing they've always avoided-love. As they clash with their equally dominant wives, the question lingers: Will these fierce women change them, or will they hold their ground? In the battle of hearts and wills, who will come out on top?

'I hope for us.' 'This hope gives me strength to breath.' 'Strength to fight with our odds.' 'One day to win over our demons.' 'Hope for that one day is like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert.' I raised my hand to catch rain drops falling on the glass window. Two arms encircled around my waist from back flinching me at my spot. His touch. He nuzzled his face in my hairs. "Ohh thank god. You came back." His hot breath on my shoulder blade. "Do you know how much I missed you?" "You know I cannot live with out you. I need you. I need you." His lips on my neck, shudders passed down my spine. "I knew you will be back to me." "I love you." He made me turn and kissed my forehead closing his eyes. Tears were flowing from his eye but his lips were enriched with small smile. "I love you so much Meera" he mumbled against my skin. "Myra" I had to break his reverie. "Meera" He was still lost. "Neil, I am Myra." He studied my face. He took step back keeping his eyes on my face, trying to find someone. To be precise.... My sister.... My twin sister. His teary eyes turned in to charcoal red in a moment when reality hit him hard. "Get out" he looked everywhere but not at me. "Neil" "You don't have any right to enter in this room. GET OUT" He shouted on top of his voice. Warm tears started streaming on my cheeks. "Dare you step in this room again." I bowed my head and was stepping out. I was at door step when I heard his ear piercing scream. It pinched my heart. Neil ran towards crib to pick his son in his arms. 'I knew he needed me.' Neil cooed Neev, but he was also stubborn like his father. He was crying, he was asking me to take him in my embrace by raising his hands looking at me. 'My baby was telling me to stop. To hold him. To love him'

Amidst the chilly wind and gloomy cloud, the walls of the Rathore Palace stood straight bearing the truth inside it from ages. The Rathores, who have abandoned this Palace and moved into a villa can't abandon their past just like they did to the palace. The palace itself is proof of the things that happened inside those four walls. The secrets and truth may lie beneath those ground but it is still there, intact. Waiting for the day someone will take it out... The legacy of this Rathore Palace is transferred with time and right now it is owned by the four heirs of the Rathore Family. The heirs of the Rathore Palace... a puzzle in themselves just like the palace. And their marriages? It's a conspiracy on its own. Each marriage is twisted with dozens of dark secrets tied to it. ||The four twisted marriages in the Rathore Palace.|| ~Join the tale of four twisted marriages of The Rathore Heirs~

Aarav Oberio is a tall, decent, rich and extremely handsome man. Girls drool over him but for him every other girl who has feeling for him is just a gold digger. He agreed to marry the girl his parents had selected for him. Sachi Singh the perfect combination of beauty and brain. She is a confident, sensible and independent girl. Love, the word itself irks her. She agreed for an arranged marriage. Everything was going perfect. On the wedding day, she heard the biggest truth of her life which made her take a drastic step. She ran away from her own wedding. Were Aarav and Sachi getting married to each other? Are they both having a bitter past which made them think like that about love? How will destiny play its magic and bound both of them together in a holy bond? Will they ever be able to love each other? Let's join their journey and to find about their story.........................

[FEATURED]Thrown together on a one month long honeymoon, Vansh and Ahaana had to live under one roof in an apartment, away from chaos, to accept each other as husband and wife and not as friends. Living with someone daily and knowing someone is different. What are the odds of surviving an arranged marriage? Vansh and Ahaana's daily life consisted of working, eating and sleeping. Never in a million years, they thought that they would be thrown together in a matrimony. And on top of that both of them are sent on honeymoon. A month long honeymoon. After all a twenty-six year old hopeless romantic woman and a twenty-seven year old work-loving man have a lot to work among themselves. Now, they roughly have one month away from all the chaos, waiting for them at their home. All they have is a month to fall in love. Will this one month be enough for them to fall or will their past shady experiences keep them from opening up to each other? Featured on Wattpad's official @ContemporaryLit in Contemporary Romance (01/03/21), @WattpadRomanceIn in Tujh mein rab dhikta hai | Love after Marriage(13/03/21), AmbassadorsIN (08/05/21) 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 1 #wattpadindia 2 #𝑚𝑢𝑚𝑏𝑎𝑖 1 #b𝑜𝑚𝑏𝑎𝑦 2 #dualpov 3 #india 3 #wattpadromance

He needs a heir for him to acquire his grandfather's property and he wants it without getting into any relationship or marriage. After trying everything when he doesn't succeed in finding the suitable woman, he personally sets out to find her. And then he collides with her─she was desperate for something which he promises to give, but keeping forth his condition of giving him a baby. She does agree for the same but it surely does not end up the way they had planned out. Highest ranking › #1 in generalfiction #1 in hate #1 in feelings #1 in pregnancy #1 in marriage #1 in lovehaterelationship

4 young hearts embark on a journey to self discovery, healing, redemption and love. Soumya and Dhara Awasthy don't have much choice in the matter when their grandparents open their home to the Rawat family. Falling in love with the rich, suave men who could complicate their simple lives wasn't on their radar, but the thing about love is that it knocks on your door rather unexpectedly. Two estranged brothers, Rudra and Akash Rawat, decide to accompany their grandparents on their pilgrimage to Palampur. When they set out on this over 400KM journey, their itinerary included taking care of their grandparents and not throttling each other. However, that soon changes when falling for their hosts' granddaughters is added to the list much to their unwillingness. When real life demands Rudra and Akash's attention, the couples have a crucial decision to make- Should they act on their feelings or write them off as a holiday fling? **Warning- This is a slow burn read**

#Mature Content in later chapters# A sharp pull by my wrist brought me back to the wall. I hold my breath for a moment. "what the hell" I cussed. "Shh, baby girl" he exclaimed. I cringed with the endearment he used. He brought his face near to my face. His breath is fanning all over my lips. It raised my heartbeat to a different level. It must be heard by him also. His smirked face saying it all. His eyes are gazing over my lips and he started closing the small gap we have between our lips to be mingled into one. Sensing his intentions I closed my eyes & moved my face to the left. He stopped right away & increase the gap between us which I really appreciate but the hold of his hand on my wrist is very tight. It started paining me slowly. "Now listen to me very carefully, we might be lawfully wedded husband & wife. But you are nothing to me. I have only married you because of my doll" he said rudely to me. I forcefully release my hand from his hulk like grip which resulted into breaking my bangles & a piece of glass cut into my hand. It hurt me like hell. There must be a big cut in my hand. Ignoring the pain in my hand. I showed my other hand finger towards him and said "even I was not interested in this marriage. I am kind of forced into this" Which I am not, my subconscious mocked me. But I wont give him that satisfaction. Although I was not forced but I had no other option than to accept this marriage. ______________________ To know more do read "Bound by Vows"😉 WARNING- This is the first draft and you will find mistakes but i will correct them when i get the time to edit it. ##I have removed the story from here and moved to another platform. If you want to read whole story, it is available on other platforms**** Link in my bio