The story is set in early 1990s in a rural area. A bond is formed due to the promise of honour and respect. A marriage out of necessity and maybe a little bit of obsession. A girl filled with the hope of love and a guy completely enamored by her. How will their life unfold? ☆Warning :This story contains mature themes. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. It is inspired by the serial named "Begusarai". But only inspired, the story is completely mine. As I said before this is based in a rural area so am just giving you guys a heads up if anybody feels offended. Readers discretion is advised.

I sat there looking at my reflection in the mirror all ready to be married. That was not the only thing I was ready for. "Aadya the groom ran away!!" A panicked relative of mine dashed into the room informing. I smiled secretly hearing the news. Finally I would be free from this marriage drama. My mother came in followed by my brother and said "The marriage will still happen. Only your GROOM WILL BE REPLACED - Arjun Rajvansh." I looked at mother in shock. Wait this was not in the plan. _________________________________________ •Aadya Chauhan Sweet, silent and savage Beautiful Brown girl who is insecure. Love a familiar yet foreign feeling for her - Familiar because she loved everyone - Foreign because she didn't receive it back until her life took drastic turn when she met her replaced groom who replaced sadness and loneliness in her life with his Love. •Arjun Rajvansh Cold to the world but soft with his loved ones. A Handsome hunk in search of true love which he found in her. He was whipped for her. He wanted to make her his, to fill her life with his love. Explore the ups and downs of Aadya and Arjun's story. A beautiful love story which will leave you squealing and blushing !!

A cute Romantic comedy. "When we get back, can we continue our 'getting to know each other' game? Because I have about a million more questions for you, Mrs. Tanmay." The use of my new title sent a thrill through me. "Only if I get to ask you a million questions too, Mr. Saumya," I retorted. Tanmay's laugh was bright and joyous. "Deal," he agreed with a playful grin, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "But to seal the deal," He teased, leaning closer to me, "what's the magic word?" Tanmay feigned deep thought, his expression exaggeratedly serious. "Hmm... how about a kiss?" he suggested, his voice filled with playful charm." Follow Tanmay's endearing goofiness as he becomes Saumya's unwavering support in her journey towards self-appreciation. Discover a tale woven with laughter, blushes, and heartfelt gestures, where Tanmay's charm melts Saumya's heart, showing her the beauty of being cherished. Are you guys ready to witness the master of charm The great Tanmay Singh Rathore, dedicated solely to his innocent wife? 😊Book Info : 🌹Arrange Marriage 🌹Cute Romance 🌹No misunderstanding 🌹No separation 🌹He falls first and fall harder 🌹Sunshine Hero 🌹Insecure heroine 🌹Both are Virgin

𝘛𝘸𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘭, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘚𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩. ❝𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙄 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙜𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙚, 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙪𝙣𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚❞ ❝𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛, 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚❞ 𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵, 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵? ✿ 𝙏 𝙍 𝙊 𝙋 𝙀 𝙎 ✿ ᯓʟɪᴇꜱ ᯓʙᴇᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ ᯓɢʀᴏᴠᴇʟɪɴɢ ᯓꜰᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ᯓɢʀᴜᴍᴘʏ × ꜱᴜɴꜱʜɪɴᴇ ᯓꜱʜᴇ ꜰᴇʟʟ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʜᴇ ꜰᴇʟʟ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ

//Publishing under Wattpad Creator's Program// Abandoned and discarded In her previous life Layla hoped to have the pure love of her father, affection of her brothers and an ounce of care of her fiancee but just maybe it was too much to ask, for she could not become her sister. After becoming a political tool in the hands of her family and being an object of contempt for her fiancee she finally succumbed to pain and misery dying at the age of twenty five. In this life she would be as indifferent to them as they were to her once and to escape from the shackles she would even walk into the lair of her father's enemy and become his bride. She will become the obsession of the King of Ardos even when it means that his passion and desire may consume her soul. She will become the sweet, innocent pet of Emperor Icarus. "Come little bird, cry for me tonight."

Cordelia, who was already beyond the marriageable age, quickly agreed upon the arrival of a marriage proposal from one of the most influential and well-known noblemen. She wedded Leon expecting a pleasant married life, only to be greeted with cracks and mishaps. A beautiful woman who is only a noble by name And a dashing man who is a noble with power. Not long after their wedding, her bewitching yet indifferent and cold husband gave her a contract and declared an agreement. "We are forbidden from meddling with each other's affairs. Do not expect love in this marriage." "And within two years, if you fail to birth an heir, we will have a divorce." Each word was vividly engraved in her mind as she obediently did as she was told, fulfilling her duties as his wife throughout the course of their marriage. However, as the said year approaches without an heir, Cordelia slowly prepared herself to sign the divorce papers and leave. But why is it that Leon, who had treated her badly from the very beginning, was suddenly desperate to make her stay?

My husband came home on our six-month anniversary...and brought his pregnant mistress to live with us.

I had warned him. My husband was working with his friend's sister to renovate her grandparents' home and get it ready to sell. She was taking more and more of his time, leaving me alone more and more. I had warned him. So on the day I realized my husband was having an emotional affair with this woman was the day I was done with him. I had warned him. And he didn't listen. But he's listening now. Now, when it's too late. He's promising to make it right, to win me back, to not stop until I've forgiven him and we're back together. I've assured him that's not happening. I had warned him. Now he was warning me: I'm going to make this right and I won't stop until you're mine again.

He put more force in his grip on her cheeks and tilted her head up so she could look at him from her height. "Is that so, little rogue?" The King slowly closed the gap between their bodies until their clothes touched. His fingertips gently glided along the healing bite marks, leaving ghostly touches as they did. Chelsea squeezed her eyes shut in response to his touch, her head shifting toward the other side to give him more access naturally. "Who am I to you then, if not your King?" he enquired huskily, lowering his head between her neck and shoulder. Chelsea fought against every cell in her body to not moan at his voice and his words alone. Your King, his voice echoed in the back of her head. She shuddered helplessly in the end. Keeping her voice strong despite her reaction, she spat out her reply. "Nobody." |SYNOPSIS INSIDE| #1 in mates [30.10.2021] #2 in werewolf [02.12.2022] #2 in cruel [28.07.2023]

Xerxes Vasilios had never been defeated, he never knew what it is, nor what it taste like. Now, he might be coming to know the feeling of it because of her. To bring a King down, all it took was her. --- "Kiss me," the plea sounded desperate, as if his entire existence will be determined on it. If it was to be denied, he then would cease to exist. "Kiss me, Hebe." his hand held her like she was his heaven unfolding before his very eyes. "Kiss me, I need to know what living feels like."