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𝘼𝙣 𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙙-𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙨. 𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙫𝙤𝙬 𝙣𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚, 𝙮𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩. . . . . . 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓 - 𝟏𝟐/𝟎𝟑/𝟐𝟓 𝐄𝐍𝐃 - ......

"The English translation is in progress, until then enjoy the Hindi dialogues!" Trapped in the Sovereign's Sin A modern girl. An ancient dark romance novel. A ruthless villain who refuses to let her go. When Mina unexpectedly gets pulled inside the brutal historical novel she was reading, she finds herself trapped not as a revered princess, but as a low-born, helpless palace maid (dasi) in the menacing realm of Vyomgarh. Forced to serve the kingdom's terrifying Sovereign Maharaj Aviraj Singh Suryavanshi, the novel's dark, unhinged villain Mina tries everything to stay invisible and escape back to her modern reality. But her bold, 21st-century defiance, fierce slaps, and refusal to bow down only ignite a dangerous, psychotic obsession inside him. Driven mad by a fierce desire to possess her, Aviraj demands the ultimate surrender: become his royal mistress (rakhail) and live in his golden cage forever. Trapped between his terrifying dark love, relentless pursuit, and her own burning need for freedom, Mina must play a high-stakes game of survival against the very demon who will burn the world down just to claim her. #1 timetravel

An old school Indian romance story in which the groom's father (45) , a widower, marries the bride (25) to save her dignity and her family's honour, when the groom runs away on the wedding day. What begins as duty turns to care, desire and slowly love between them as they accept each other as husband and wife. Read and be a part of their journey... ❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥 No forced proximity | No non-consensual romance | No toxic relationship Translations are available for the Hindi dialogues ! PREVIOUS RANKINGS : #2 in India #1 in arrangemarriage #1 in accidentalmarriage #1 in rural #1 in soft #1 in silentlove #1 in duty #1 in acceptance #1 in intimate 🔥🔥🔥

TALES OF GOENKA The story of three brother who love each other the most. The elder son or first heir of goenka who was ruthless, arrogent and number one business man and he love his wife. Because she's his first love and last love. He was most handsome man all girl droll on him but he doesn't give shit about them only focus on his wife shevya Atharv Goenka.But one mistake changed everything, their relationship, their love. ATHARV GOENKA The second heir of GOENKA who respect his elder brother the most help his brother in his business. he is very cold to everyone he is not open to everyone. He is most handsome man and not intrested in marriage. But somehow he is married to innocent girl Heer but he does not even look at Her because of some mistakes of the past. . He is none other than KARTIK GOENKA The third heir of GOENKA who was likes a baby of GOENKA family. He was very clam and very fun loving person. But he trouble maker. He loves his both brother the most and love his family and very extrovert person. He also help is brother in his business. but he's in college right now doing his masters. He is none other than VED GOENKA

"I can't believe you forgot to schedule that meeting, Raj!" he shouted into the phone, his voice cutting through the peaceful atmosphere. "This is the second time! If you can't handle your job, maybe I should find someone who can!" His words were harsh, each syllable dripped with irritation. His personal assistant stammered an apology, but Aarav was too enraged to listen. "You're fir-" he began, ready to fire him, but then the soft chime of Siya's payal reached his ears, cutting through his anger. It was a gentle sound, unlike the chaos of his work life, and it drew his attention away from the call. *************************************** Aarav Singh Rathore is a powerful 28-year-old CEO and ruler of Rajasthan. Known for being cold, rude, and quick to anger, Aarav is feared by everyone around him. He controls everything in his world, always protecting his family and making sure no one dares to disobey him. Siya Rajput is a sweet and caring 21-year-old who studies English Literature. Despite losing her parents and being treated poorly by her uncle and aunt, Siya stays positive and kind. However, she sometimes feels overwhelmed by her emotions, especially anger. When Aarav and Siya's worlds come together, will Aarav's cold heart soften? Or will Siya's gentle nature be tested by the challenges she faces?

In this village, two lives are about to be changed forever. Anand Varma-the Sarpanch's son, feared by all, with wealth, authority, and a reputation written in blood. Lavanya-a quiet, chubby girl from a middle-class agricultural family, living a world of small joys and careful routines. They are not meant to meet. They are not meant to notice each other. And they are definitely not meant to fall in love. But when paths cross in a village where everyone watches, silence begins to speak. Who falls first? Who falls harder? And what does it cost to choose courage-or softness-when the world is always watching? When the Darkness Falls Softly is a story of fear, love, and the invisible rules that govern a village. Some loves change lives. Some loves destroy worlds.

What will be your reaction if you found out that you have teleported into the 60s and got stuck in an arrange marriage? Scary right? no smartphones and AI technologies it will be a tough situation for a present day person. . Accidentally slipping back to the sixties is bad enough, but being forced to marry a stern, old-school traditionalist should be the final straw. Instead, she's completely whipped from the first look-and lucky for her, this strict man can't seem to say "no" to his chaotic, futuristic wife. Join in the journey of "NAINA PUROHIT" our protagonist and how she navigate her life in a completely different time period and that to stuck with a stranger in the name of husband Updates - every Friday BEST RANKS: #2 in arrangedlove → 27-06-26

🥇 #1 in Wattpad 🥇 #1 in WattpadIndia 🥇 #1 in WattpadRomance 🥇 #1 in WattpadFiction 🥇#1 in WattpadFanFiction 🥇 #1 in FirstStory 🥇#1 in Firstloves 🥇#1 in Wedding 🥇 And so many more rankings that still feel unreal to me! (13.06.2026) On the day of his wedding, Dhruv Malhotra was left at the altar. Humiliated. Betrayed. Enraged. And somehow, Riya ended up paying the price. Now trapped in a marriage neither of them wanted, Riya becomes the target of a man who looks at her like she ruined his life. Dhruv hates her. Riya fears him. But behind closed doors, hatred slowly begins to blur into something far more dangerous. Because in a marriage built on revenge... someone is bound to fall first.

This is my first ever book. It contains so many loopholes as the editing wasn't done nicely when I rephrased the story. So a genuine sorry to the readers to picked up this up and anyhow faced disappointment. 💛 #top 2 on 3.09.2025 #top 2 on 10.10.2025 #top 5 on 14.10.2025 #top 4 on 15.10.2025 #top 6 on 16.10.2025 This is republishing of the previous book with many changes and new additions read on your own risk .. Has been earlier rated as... MT: multiple times #1 in adult themes (MT) #1 in maturecontent (MT) #1 in romance #1 in couple #1 in arranged #2 in single parent #2 in Indian #2 in desi romance

It is said that love doesn't happen from a brothel, but what happens when the offspring of that brothel becomes someone's love? The intensity, which is a product of a brothel, was once a normal life, but everything changes when Aransh Maurya enters. Aransh's intensity, madness, and love become everything. Will the name of the brothel withstand the power of love? Will Aransh's obsession be able to give his love a destination? --------------- Aaransh placed his finger on her lips and said, "We'll talk about this later. First, do what I said. Remove your clothes." Shiddat spoke softly, "Okay, but will you move off me first?" Aaransh shook his head and said, "No. In fact, you don't need to do anything." Saying this, he grabbed her shirt in one swift motion and tore it apart. Shiddat's eyes widened in shock. She quickly said, "What did you just do? You tore my clothes? We just bought this yesterday and now you've already ripped it?" Aaransh looked at her and said, "If it's torn, we'll get more. Okay? Just keep quiet and let me do what I'm doing. If any sound escapes your lips, it should only be my name and nothing else." With that, he placed his lips on Shiddat's neck. --------------- Read to find out 😜😜😜😜

Armaan Malhotra - a name the whole country knows. A famous pop star with millions of fans, a reckless life, and a heart that never believed in love. Radha - a simple village girl with innocent dreams and a quiet life. Their worlds were never meant to meet. But one night... One accident... One broken wedding... And suddenly Radha becomes the bride of a man she has never met. A marriage neither of them wanted. A destiny neither of them expected. Some accidents don't destroy lives... They change them forever.

𝑺𝒂𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑿 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒏 "𝑨𝒈𝒂𝒓 𝒉𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒋𝒉𝒎𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒂𝒍𝒐 𝒂𝒑𝒏𝒂? 𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒉?" . . . . . A wedding meant for others. A marriage neither of them chose. A mistake that changed everything. Saher Kapoor never imagined walking down the aisle, especially not as a last-minute replacement for a bride who had vanished. Shaan Malhotra never expected to be forced into marriage, let alone with a stranger standing in place of his brother's bride. Yet, under the weight of family expectations and societal pressure, they are bound together-two people who were never meant to be. What starts as a reluctant union soon unravels secrets buried deep. Saher's past refuses to stay hidden, and Shaan's world is not as perfect as it seems. When love starts creeping into the cracks of their so-called mistake, ghosts of their pasts rise to tear them apart. But was this truly a mistake? Or was it destiny all along? 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆ 𓆰𓆪 ⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ TROPES Accidental Marriage Slow Burn Romance Grumpy X Sweet She fell first but he fell harder Age Gap (7 years) Protective Male Lead Billionaire Romance Social Activist X CEO 'My Wife' Each other's first Found Family 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆ 𓆰𓆪 ⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ

Dr. Mohammad Abrar is known as the "Hitler" of City Care Hospital - strict, emotionless, and impossible to impress. Dr. Rukhsar, on the other hand, enters the same hospital with nervous dreams and quiet determination "Dr. Rukhsar, you are in the middle of your critical surgical rotation. Do you think.....hospital can afford to lose an intern for half a month?" He said "Khud ki shaadi hai aur wajah mujhse pooch rahe hain..." ​"Speak up, Dr. Rukhsar" Abrar commanded quietly. ​"Sir, meri shaadi hai" she said aloud, her voice tight. "Bed 3 ka IV drip abhi tak kyun nahi badla? Maine bees minute pehle order diya tha" Abrar stepped toward her, his eyes piercing right through her, cold and entirely unforgiving. "Sir, main yahan child patient ko stitch kar rahi hoon... inka bleed zada tha.... Bas do minute, main karke-" "Maine 'do minute' nahi maange thay, Doctor!" Abrar stopped right at the edge of the bed...."Wahan patient severely dehydrated ho raha hai, unka BP drop kar raha hai, aur aap yahan apni marzi se priorities set kar rahi hain? If you cannot multitask under pressure, you don't belong in the ER! Go and fix that drip. Now!" "Hospital gossiping ke liye nahi hota, Rukhsar" he said, his voice sharp. "Hum bas 5 minute ka break le rahe thy sir" she replied, intentionally using the formal title, though it felt like salt on a raw wound. "Rukhsar?" he murmured, his voice dipping as she reached out, her fingers gently unbuttoning the top two buttons of his shirt. "You're always so busy being 'Dr. Abrar" she whispered, stepping closer until her feet touched his.... She looked up at him through her lashes, her hands sliding up to his chest, feeling the heavy, steady thud of his heartbeat. "Tonight, just be my husband..... Completely....."

"Her eyes." He replied when the interviewer asked, "What's your favorite thing to watch when you're not doing anything?" "Apna sab kuchh chhor aaya tha, par mera sab kuchh yahin mil gaya." He said, admiring her with devotion. ♡ 𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗩𝗜𝗞 𝗞𝗛𝗨𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗔 A global superstar famous for his golden voice. Kind, handsome, funny, and known for giving the best concerts. To the world, he was sunshine in human form. But behind the fame was a man who had stopped believing in himself long ago, carrying the weight of his past and struggling with depression. When a false scandal destroyed the image he had spent years building, Rishvik ran away from the world, disappearing to hurt himself, only to end up as a teacher in a small village school. "I only sing love, I don't do love." ♡ 𝗩𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗗𝗔 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗛𝗨𝗥 A pahadi girl and a gold medalist in English Literature who left Mumbai after graduation, never telling anyone the reason why. After losing her parents at a young age, she stopped letting herself get attached to people. She runs a bookstore café in Shimla, teaches at her grandparents' school, and secretly writes love stories on Wattpad. She believes in love enough to write about it, but not enough to expect it for herself. And she absolutely hated the new teacher, not knowing who he really was. "Will I ever find the kind of love I write about?" ♡ The kind of love you see in old Bollywood movies. (Ramaiya Vastavaiya, Jab We Met coded <3) If Maula Mere Maula song was a book, it's be Healing The Star. Possible sad ending? Maybe. (NO SMUT)

#1 in chiefminister- 18/07/26 #5 in cm- 13/07/26 #10 in desibooks-13/07/26 #8 in cm - 11/07/26 #9 in marriageproposal - 11/07/26 ***He governs a state where every decision matters. She plays a game where every second counts. Two worlds. Two responsibilities. Never meant to collide. Until they did. One unexpected encounter- and suddenly, she's on his mind more than his own responsibilities. He falls first. Quietly. Deeply. Completely. But she? She's tired. Burnt out from living a life everyone else chose for her. Love was never part of her plan. So when his family comes with a proposal- she says no. And yet... fate doesn't take no for an answer. Bound in a marriage she never thought of, with a man who only ever wanted her- between power, pressure, prayers, and unspoken feelings... will she learn to play this game of love- or walk away before it begins?*** --- 💖 Aaradhya Kulkarni Aaradhya Kulkarni isn't just a cricketer-she's a name people chant in stadiums. Disciplined, focused, and impossibly strong, she carries the weight of expectations like it's second nature. But behind the records and perfect shots is a girl who's tired of always being enough for everyone else, yet never for herself. She doesn't believe in slowing down. --- 🔥 Yugveer Dixit Yugveer Dixit is power wrapped in calm. As the Chief Minister of Maharashtra, he's used to control, responsibility, and decisions thayt shape lives. Quiet, observant, and unwavering, he doesn't chase-he chooses. And once he does, he doesn't step back. He saw her before the world did. And somehow, she became the only thing he couldn't control... and didn't want to. ---

𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵. It was the first morning of their married life, the threshold of something new. And yet, he crossed it alone. His eyes never searched for her, never paused, never looked back. . She stood behind the door, watching him disappear into the distance, as if that was where she was meant to remain. _🪻_

Maa turned to me. "Riya beta, go outside and bring the flowers from the garden. And if you see him, bring him along with you." I nodded, clutching the thali a little tighter, and stepped out toward the garden. He was nowhere in sight. Shrugging it off, I bent down to lift the large basket of flowers placed near the parking area. The tiny blooms felt impossibly heavy. As I struggled, the sharp edge of the basket nicked my wrist - hidden beneath the soft folds of my dupatta. Great. If anyone notices, I'm doomed. Ignoring the sting, I stepped onto the marble path cutting through the grass - and lost my balance. "Whoa-" Before I could fall, strong arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me back. My breath hitched. Time stopped. The world went silent - no birds, no distant traffic, no rustling leaves. There he was. Dhruv Rathore. Standing so close I could feel his warmth, his steady presence grounding me. The boy my heart had never quite let go of - even after four long years - was holding me in his arms. He looked exactly how memory had preserved him. Calm. Composed. Effortlessly commanding. And then reality crashed into me. He's my sister's devar. ✨A slow-burn romance set against the chaos of an Indian wedding, filled with family drama, soft moments, and emotions that refuse to stay hidden. ✨ #1 in rituals🌸✨🎀(3/02/2026) #1 in rituals (12/03/2026) #9 in beautiful ( 27/03/2026) #1 in past love ( 5/04/2026) #2 in beautiful (8/04/2026)

( for people who add this book to the library, make sure you comment and vote too ) "Kshatveer! Ruko!" Yashvi screameed I didn't stop. I pinned him against the stone fountain, my hand around his throat. I wasn't a student anymore; I was a monster protecting its prize. I landed another blow, and another, until the boy's face was a mess of red. "Kshatveer! Tum usey maar daloge!" Yashvi was pulling at my arm, her small hands useless against my strength. I turned, my eyes bloodshot. "Get inside, Yashvi. Go to the classroom. Now." "Nahi! Tum pagal ho gaye ho-" "ANDAR JAO!" I roared. Yashvi's POV As soon as I saw him walking toward me-looking all calm and princely again after beating someone to a pulp-I lost it. My "elegant" mask shattered. "Teri MKC!" I screamed, the most foul, tapori abuse flying out of my mouth. "Pagal hai kya tu? Kyun maara usey? Wo sirf baat kar raha tha! Tu hamesha aisa hi karta hai, kutta, kameena, psycho-" Kshatveer's POV I was in front of her in a second. I slammed my hand over her mouth, pinning her against the wall. The smell of copper from my bleeding knuckles was between us. "No, baby... no," I whispered, my voice a dark, possessive melody. "No gande words. Not from those beautiful lips." #1 in bestfriend ( date - 5 feb 2026) #1 in slow burn ( 6 feb 2026) Kshatveer× yashvi grumpy × foul calm× violent dominant× dominant but not in front of him king × his bestie. obsessed × mad Get bitten and she bites Arrange marriage,arrange by him Psychotic ml Fierce fl

She walked to the mandap in her sister's place. He stood there with her sister's name in his heart. Neither of them chose this. Neither of them knew what it would become. Reyansh Malhotra had everything planned - the wedding, the life, the future with the woman he loved. Until she ran. Aarohi Sharma had already lost everything two days before - her boyfriend, her best friend, her trust in people she thought would never hurt her. When her sister disappeared on her own wedding day, Aarohi did the only thing she could. She stepped forward. Now they share an apartment, separate rooms, and a silence so heavy it has its own weight. He is healing from a love that abandoned him. She is healing from a betrayal she never saw coming. They don't talk much. They don't need to. But silence has its own language. And slowly, without meaning to - they both began to understand it.

JAB MILA TU- a simple soulful tale of love and friendship. ♡ Aarav × Riddhima ♡ A girl was climbing a shelf ladder, trying to reach the lilies. She lost her balance, and he ran over just in time to catch her. "You're fine. It's okay," he said softly. Now, you'd expect a "thank you," right? Not quite. She opened her eyes, stared at him. The next thing he knew, she shoved him back with full force, making him stumble and fall. "Ouch! Lady, that hurts!" he whined, watching her run away. _______________________ ♡ Yug × Shree♡ "Kuch bolu?? Hatt. kyun hi bolna hai. Par kuch toh bolna chahiye na. Yeh koi silent movie thodi chal rahi hai?" Her thoughts raced, but one of them slipped out aloud. "Arre, par bolu kya?" "Jo bhi aapke mann kare," he said, confused and amused at the same time. "Kya?" she asked. "Kya?" he asked back. "Kya kya?" She frowned. "Huh?" "Hain?" she asked again. ________________________ ♡ Vihaan × Samriddhi ♡ He gave her a sheepish smile. "I promise you, I'm not a stalker, but I saw your Instagram." She fell quiet for a moment, and then- "What do you post about? Your daily life? Wait... do you have, like, a whole team? A PR, yk?" "Um... I actually got that app two days ago," he replied. She squinted her eyes playfully. "To stalk me." "I told you I'm not a stalker. Main bas aapko dekh raha tha... I mean, aapke baking videos." _______________________________ ♡ Aathrav × Siya ♡ He took her hand, and signed his autograph, giving her a wink. Turned to leave. "Teri.."she said, grabbing his hair. " What the hell?" " Aankhe bahut fadfada rhi hai na, Shakuni kahike. Ruk tere hero se panti alag karu." He jerked back, and freed his hair from her grip. But- " Mere baal". Froze, seeing the amount of his hair on her hand. "Chiiiiiiiii" " Tumne mere baal ukhad diye? " He said, shocked. " Maine thodi kiya" she shrugged. " To kya khud ukhad kar tumhare haath mai aa gye?"