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Kritika Rathore, daughter of a billionaire living a simple life. Atharva Singhania, a billionaire. What happens when the two get married due to sudden circumstances? Will they part their ways or find family in each other? _______ "What about me? Why'd I marry him?" "Vivah sampann hua" "What's your name?" Kritika asked her newly wedded husband. _______ Why did kritika agree? Especially when she didn't even know his name?

𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐈 : 𝐁𝐞-𝐑𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐦 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐪 Adhvik Rathore is the youngest son of his family. He is funny with his loved ones, but angry and stubborn with the outside world. He does whatever he wants. He never wanted to get married, but a forced marriage changes his life in just one minute, leaving him furious. Siya Verma is a sweet and talkative girl with a painful, lonely past. She always craved true love. She was very happy about her marriage, thinking her lonely days were finally over. But she had no idea that she would get the same pain and rejection after the wedding. The Twist: Adhvik hates this marriage, and Siya is trapped in loneliness again. Will Adhvik ever accept Siya and give her the love she deserves? .. Then let's see tha story ADVI.

𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏. 𝑭𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒖𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔. 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚. For twelve years, Dhani prayed to Lord Shiva for one boon - to receive the husband her heart desired. Her divine boon unfolds in a way she never expected, and Dhani finds herself bound to five men. In the enchanting land of Avabhoomi, she must embrace a love unlike any other, where passion, agony and destiny intertwine. Inspired by the story of Queen Draupadi from the Mahabharata, A Tale of Naimisharan is a fantasy romance about a woman, five husbands, and a bond written by fate itself. On 31 July, 2026 #1 in markings #50 in romance #33 in mark #8 in spouse

A doctor, a CEO, a man who commands fear... and a computer engineer who believes in logic over chaos. Fate throws them together, but will sparks fly, or will their worlds collide in fire? He is cold, commanding, and untouchable. She is bold, fiery, and refuses to be subdued. Bound together by family, forced into a marriage neither chose, Shivansh and Prarthana ignite a storm of hatred and desire. Every encounter is a clash; every argument leaves sparks behind. Can two people so fiercely opposed find love - or will their anger destroy everything before it begins? GrumpyxSunshine Marriage of convinience She fell first he fell harder

" karthik please meri bat suno yar.... " chup ho jao Ridhima....I beg you please be silent " my eyes turned disbelief and it hurts the man who used to listen to me with his whole heart now begging me to not utter a word. I didn't say anything, because I knew nothing would change. Before I realized, we were already at my parents' house. Stopping the car, he got out, came to my side, and opened the door. "Karthik, please... ek baar. Just once, hear me out," I pleaded, but his expression didn't change. Suddenly, he lifted me out of the car. "Andar jao, Ridhima. Aur us ghar mein kabhi pair mat rakhna." He put me down making me shake my head as my voice stopped for the word I was going to speak. Saying this, he left. "Is this the end?" I asked myself in disbelief as my vision blurred from the unstoppable tears. RIDHIMA ARORA Ridhima Arora, 23, was a bubbly and outspoken girl who still lived with her parents like a little kid, always brightening everyone's mood with her cheesy talk. After completing her MSc, her parents convinced her to marry. At first, she refused-but the moment she saw him, she blurted out, "Hayee, shaadi toh main isi se hi karungi... pura Theo James ki copy hai!" Her excitement, however, shattered the moment she stepped into his house, where she discovered everyone was secretly plotting against him. KARTHIK OBEROI A 28 year old a successful CA, was born into luxury and endless love-until the day tragedy struck and he lost both his parents. Forced to live with his uncle and aunt, he grew up surrounded by masked affection, never realizing they were plotting to strip him of his inheritance under the lie of debts. Yet, in the midst of betrayal and loss, he found Ridhima. As his wife, she became not just his partner but his true home-loving him with warmth and fighting for him with the fierce devotion of the family he had lost. Limit khatam hogai discription ki ~ Thank you 💋

Do you still believe in love? For Lavanya Kapoor, love is nothing but a myth-an illusion meant to break hearts. For Shivansh Bharadwaj, the elder son, life has always been about duty and responsibility-never about feelings. But when two strangers are brought together in an ordinary arranged marriage, will their hearts remain guarded... or will they slowly find a space for each other? A story not of grand power, but of everyday moments-of hesitation, warmth, and the kind of love that quietly grows where you least expect it. ✨ Join the journey of Lavanya and Shivansh-where myths may turn into reality, and love might just find its way home.

Joni lives her life amidst superabundant rules. And rule one from the rulebook is: No drama. No chaos. And no love, most definitely. She's better off that way. So when Joni transfers to a new school, telling herself it's just one more year, she sticks to the one rule that matters most: 𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. Easy enough. It's what Joni has done most of her life: keeping her distance and keeping lines uncrossed. Which should be even easier because the only guy in sight is the worst possible choice. Except lines have a way of blurring and sometimes, rules are broken.

Do you know what it feels to get loved by the death. Some says it's the most painless death , but for me it's most painful. To get loved by "Dev agarwal" the eldest son of agarwal family. To be able to feel and touch the man , who make people shiver with his mere presence. Nobody knows that he is my guard dog , who will do anything for me . Kill for me , die for me happily. He says that he is my punishment and i am his redemption. He reclaimed me in his own twisted way . He is in my palm of hands and his hand on my throat. We are the punishment for eachother that people talk about one going to get after dying. We are eachother's hell and heaven. I am his meera, He is my dev . I am his twisted reclamation.

Two strangers. Two cities. One dream. For two years, Amna and Emir shared everything laughter, late-night talks, endless gaming battles all through a screen. No names, no faces, just connection. Now, life has brought them to the same campus, chasing the same dream of becoming journalists. But when reality replaces pixels, nothing feels the same. Between ambition, friendship, and the chaos of college life... something quietly begins to change. Because sometimes, the heart recognizes what the eyes have never seen. 💜

A billionaire who never thought in his dream that he had to live here ...... The person leaves his comfort now staying in a village A girl who changed his whole personality his behaviour everything...... Erum the villager..... his village girl...... This story is based on fiction and i wrote it with my imagination so don't copy or steal it. So the story begins with suspense and somehow he ended up in a village where he never thought he could

ZARMALA "Siddiqui..." Yeh sirf ek surname nahi tha. Yeh ek virasat thi. Ek aisi virasat jo usse uske Nana Jaan ne di thi... Aur isi virasat ne Zarmala Ishtiyaq Khan ko Zarmala Siddiqui bana diya tha. Sirf chhe saal ki umr mein usne apni zindagi ka sabse bada nuqsan dekha tha. Ek plane crash... Jisne uske walid, Ishtiyaq Khan, aur uski walida, Jahaan Ara Siddiqui, dono ko usse cheen liya tha. Woh yateem ho gayi thi... Magar akeli nahi. Kyunke uske Nana Jaan, Sardar Jalaal-ud-Din Siddiqui, ne use kabhi tanha nahi chhoda. Aur na hi uske dono mamuon ne. Uski maa se unka Rishta chacha zaad tha... Magar mohabbat mamuon se kahin zyada. Uski har muskurahat par woh muskurate the... Aur uski aankhon mein aansu dekh kar bechain ho jaate the. Zarmala unki kamzori bhi thi... Aur taqat bhi. Uski paidaish ke baad Sardar Jalaal-ud-Din ne purani haveli ka naam badal kar Qasr-e-Zari rakh diya tha. Kehte the... Unki chhoti si Zari ne us ghar mein dobara roshni bhar di thi. Waqt guzarta gaya... Aur woh chhoti si bacchi poore qabeelay ki shahzadi ban gayi. Sab usse mohabbat karte the. Sab uski izzat karte the. Aur ek din use hi us qabeelay ki Malikah banna tha. Sab kuch mukammal lagta tha. Uska qabeela. Uska khandaan. Uski zindagi. Aur... Mehran Siddiqui. Uska mangetar. Uski mohabbat. Uska mustaqbil. Magar har kahani utni seedhi nahi hoti jitni nazar aati hai. Kyunke is kahani ka asal kirdar...kon tha? Mehran Siddiqui ya Zaviyan khan Zaviyan Khan. Ek aisa raaz... Ek aisi paheli... Jiske baghair Zarmala ki kahani adhoori thi. Aur shayad... Khud Zarmala bhi. Toh kya waqai uske walidain ki maut ek haadsa thi? Ya us plane crash ke peeche koi sach dafan tha? Kya Zarmala apne Nana Jaan ki khwahish poori kar payegi? Kya woh qabeelay ki Malikah ban payegi? Aur sabse bada sawaal... Zaviyan Khan ka Zarmala se aakhir rishta kya tha? Kahani jaanna chahenge...? "This story is written in Roman Urdu/Hinglish."✨

Just a real life experience, on my feeling after getting married to my love from a different family background ! A love cum arranged marriage in an indian society. This is a short story !!

What are u seeing here guys read the story...and thanks for giving a chance for this book I will try my level best to make the story intresting and will never disappoint u hope u like it... Enjoy reading Sister's friend Friends into lovers Grumpy x sunshine Contain triggered scenes bad words traumas Age gap Love come arrange marriage Angry bird x angry bird Over thinker X overexplainer Opposite polls!! he fell first and harder Jealousy she × extra jealousy he Short she × tall he Talker she × listener he

Elite Enemies is an enemies-to-lovers romance set in the competitive, high-stakes world of university academia. The story follows Zartasha Malik, a brilliant and fiercely independent student, and Huzaifa Khan, her equally ambitious academic rival. Both come from elite families with their own prestigious legacies, and both are determined to outshine the other in their first year of dentistry school in Islamabad. With their families also embroiled in a bitter business rivalry, the tension between them is palpable. Zartasha, with her sharp intellect and fierce determination, feels constantly overshadowed by Huzaifa's effortless charm and superior academic presence. Huzaifa, on the other hand, finds Zartasha's growing acclaim as a threat to his well-established dominance. Despite their mutual disdain and constant competition for top honors, sparks begin to fly between the two. As their rivalry intensifies, they realize that the fine line between hate and love might be thinner than they ever expected. Will they remain enemies, or will they find that the very qualities that drive their rivalry could be the same ones that bring them closer?

"Humein apni baat dohrana pasand nahi hai. Isiliye hum jo bhi keh rahe hain use dhyaan se suno. Ye ugra ravvaiya, ye chota akarshak shareer aur ye chulbul vichaar, ye sab sirf humare hain. Hum hi ise sanjoyege aur Jo chahe vo karenge. Aur agar tumhe koi galat Nazar se bhi dekhe to nishchint rehna, hum khud unki kabr se bhara ek bagicha banaege. Tum. Meri. Ho." (I don't like to repeat myself so listen carefully to whatever I say. This fierce attitude, this attractive little body and these flirtatious thoughts, they are all mine. I will cherish it and do what I want with it. Even if someone looks at you wrong, rest assured, I will make a garden full of their graves myself. I. Own. You. ) My Prithvi. He was a Prince but for me he was always my Prithvi. His charisma pulled me like a magnet towards him and just like his name, he had the ability to ground me. I could never compare to him in status but the funny thing is that he never cared. He was my Prithvi. And then one day... he wasn't. ----- "Main to aapko shaant kism ka samajhti thi. Lekin aapne to aaj mujhe meri aukat aur aapke nazron mein meri jagah dono dikha di Prithviraj Singh Mewad." (I thought you were calm. But today you have shown me my worth and my place in your eyes, Prithviraj Singh Mewad) As long as I've learnt to dream about my wife, I've always wanted her to be a princess. Someone who's silent, composed. Who knows our Royal ways and would seamlessly integrate into our palace life. What I never imagined though, was a bubbly, bratty and absolute stubborn of a commoner. Opposite doesn't even start to define what we are. I like method. She's disorganised. I am old school. She's Gen Z. I like rules She breaks them. I am calm. She's calamity. The only thing I should do when she's concerned, is stay the fuck away from her. But that's the thing about rules isn't it? The more you follow them, the more you are tempted to break.. -----

She was never his. And yet, he never stopped loving her. He saw her for the first time on a stage, under soft lights, where she danced like she was hiding a thousand emotions behind her eyes. That one moment stayed with him longer than he ever expected. Years passed. Life moved on. But some feelings don't. When she walks back into his life, not as a memory, but as someone he has to face every single day. everything he buried starts coming back. But this time, things are different. She has her own battles. Her own past. And truths she never speaks about. And him? He's still standing at the same place... between what he feels and what he can never say. Some stories are not about love stories. They're about love that was never spoken... but never faded either.

"It takes guts to fall in love, Dev," I whispered, my voice trembling as I clutched his collar. "A-and you... you don't have them"

🪞🦢🍁💗🫧 JABSE TUMHE DEKHA HAIN,PYAAR KA MATLAB JANA HA AUR TUMHI SE BAS TUM HISE PYARA KARNA CHAHA HAI In the world of claiming that you are mine, I will happily and willingly give myself to you. - Aaransh Singh Sisodia 'I LOVE YOU' he said softly She - ...... Thought of love, but just old school love - Aadhya RAJPUT --------------------------------------------- Aaransh a cold person. Aadhya also a cold person. For more checkout the story. Author is bad at introduction , but I won't disappoint you all with my writing For spoilers check out and follow @author.winter.08 on Instagram

Suresh Gupta who owns a printer shop near Police station. Devendra Singh a officer at the station. ever since the matter they don't like each other but some how they pass each others paths again and again. what will happen next? will the relationship of progress or not? To find out let's drive into the story. English is not my first language so please forgive me if there are some grammatical mistakes. These all images are from Pinterest.

"Who do you think you are huh??? i will never ever consider you as my wife remember that" his voice echo in the whole room cutting through the air...... but i didn't wait and snapped back at him "do you think i wanted this??i was not dying to be called your so called bride"we both glare at each other with a pure range......... . . . . . Two broken souls.one complicated story...... . . . . . Will Reyansh ever be able to love ira or still push her afar from his world??........ Tropes: Rom-com Replaced bride Forced proximity Enemies to lovers Past trauma Grumpy x Sunshine CEO x fashion designer