Indianarrangedmarriage Stories

"Mom, I don't know what the heck I'm doing... I'm going to marry my sister's fiancé," I said, tears streaming down my face. "We can't do anything, beta. It's destiny," Mom said. "But it's about my whole life... it's happening just because of a promise I made. Now I think my whole life is going to be a mess," I said. "Mahi, don't think like that," Mom said. "Now let's go, it's time for our marriage." I looked back, and there he was standing-my sister's fiancé. No, no, no, my would-be husband. COME JOIN THIS EXCITING STORY OF MAHI RAJPOOT X SIDHART SAXENA... Due to some unavoidable circumstances, a girl named MAHI has to marry her sister's fiancé. She has to sacrifice her dreams and adjust to this new world. But how will she do this? How will she adjust? Will she fall in love with her sister's fiancé? Will Sidharth fall in love with Mahi? Read to find out. #1updates #1newbook #1newstory #1readforread #1wattyawards #1hurtfulwords #2trust #2love triangle #3read for read #3wattpad

Ishaan Singhania is my personal tormentor sent from hell. First, he makes me fall in love with him without his knowledge and then friend zoned me. Second, he spreads rumors about me being a whore and gets my marriage canceled, causing my Papa to get a heart attack. Third, he dares to ask my parents for my hand in marriage to make my life living hell.

She loved him... He trusted her... And one moment shattered everything. Myra Gupta and Ayaan Singh-two names bound by childhood, friendship, and a promise their families had cherished for years. Growing up together, they were once inseparable... until one night changed everything, leaving behind unanswered questions, broken trust, and a silence that stretched for almost a decade. Now, fate brings them back together-not as lovers, but as husband and wife. Ayaan agrees to the marriage without hesitation, but behind his calm demeanor lies a storm of unresolved pain and betrayal. Myra steps into this new life with hope in her heart, carrying a truth she never got the chance to speak. Between stolen glances, unspoken words, and a past that refuses to stay buried, their relationship becomes a battlefield of love and ego. And when the past walks back into their lives - the wounds reopen, deeper than before. Will Myra finally get the chance to tell her truth? Or will Ayaan's hatred destroy what little remains between them? Because sometimes... love doesn't fade. It just waits - for the truth to set it free.

The Rule: Never run from a Watson. The Reality: Jay did it anyway. Jay: A dreamer who wanted to build skylines. Keifer: A man who owned the city. When Jay is forced to marry the cold-hearted Keifer Watson, she expects a prison. What she finds is a man who would burn the world to keep her safe. Through scandals, rivalries, and ten years of passion, witness the rise of the Watson Queen. "I don't want your money, Keifer." "Good. Because all I'm giving you is my soul." Enemies to Lovers | Forced Marriage | Dark Romance | He Falls First | Runaway bride . Jayfer ( AU ) Desi jayfer fanfiction 🌸🧿✨

This story focuses on two independent souls who are met for a business purpose and end up in a marriage. This story is about Manik Malhotra, a world class business man with a unique aura and passionate singer. And the heroine Nandhini Murthy who is also a passionate businesswoman but on a lesser scale. So what happens when they meet and how it strikes them.So we can also find how they work on their marriage and be successful. This story is my first ever so pls forgive if any mistakes are found and u can even guide me with it. pls give ur support. And I seriously need help for cover pic and this one is from internet

Varun dhawan ,a name most popular among the youth.he is a popular actor of bollywood. he is known for his awesome acting skills,killer looks and not to forgot his cute smile. He has a lot of female fans ,supermodels and his co actresses drooling over him.he is the eye candy of every girl.girls would kill each other to be his wife but whome will varun choose as his wife?who will have the right to rule his heart ? READ IT to found it and also dont forget to vote

Proud winner of the WRITERS AWARDS 2016 in General Fiction and CRYSTAL AWARDS 2017 Just like you and I, she heard the phrase 'two can play a game' quite often; at party challenges, school games, family picnic but never has she envisioned that her life with revolve around that very phrase. Trapped in an unwanted bond, Sana's life spiraled in ways she never dared to imagine. Starting with learning the deal of her life, her husband signed without her notice, to unraveling secrets she never knew existed. Unfortunately, that doesn't sound too shocking when her secrets raise to the surface at the same time. The wife of a person whose blood contains arrogance, ego bounding his moves and walls shutting his soul, Sana Aarav Ross has no choice but to let her light humor, chirpy personality and hell lot of fun help her get through the web of mess she created. But with humor also comes tragedy, with chirpiness also comes thronging pain and fun comes with misery . Come follow Sana as she discovers HERSELF in her fight of life, as she finds LOVE in someone she never expected to, and gives her BOND a name. Reached 26 in General Fiction (21.12.2017)

Once upon a time, men and women entered marriage with very clear policies regarding the division of labour: he would go to work and "bring home the bacon," while she would stay at home and cook, clean, and raise the children. Things aren't the same as they used to be. Modern Indian romance, intimacies, and marriages are far more complicated than assessments and reality television shows portray. In India, arranged marriages are an unique and complex process. People seek a 'soulmate' with whom they can spend the rest of their lives, but they also have specific expectations of the potential bride or groom. There is a strong narrative about finding love, compatibility, and connection, but what stands out is a real intent to replicate class identities beneath all of this. In a country that depends on a spending population, "middle class" is a necessary armour, a shared language, a value system, and, more importantly, a way of life. Life may be unjust, irritating, and disarmingly disappointing on most days. Being middle class, on the other hand, creates character in a culture obsessed with the need to be a part of the rat race. Marriage also places the onus of making sacrifices, concessions, and making the marriage work on the couple. This tale illuminates the unseen and underappreciated aspects of an Indian arranged marriage, the life of a middle-class wife and husband and their shared responsibilities as they navigate through life. Immense amount of desi tadka awaiting your way. *I don't own the illustration on the poster.*

Mythili Kapoor, in her eyes,is a nobody. Her parents were always in want of a son and were granted that wish post twelve years of her birth and since then her brother Rajveer has been the apple of her parents eyes. Oh yes, she is remembered when they have to make public appearances and play the perfect family but other than that, no one cares if she sometimes cry herself to sleep or just sits by the window of her room for hours with a book, unnoticed or if she misses her meals and honestly, she has stopped minding anything now. She has stopped feeling anything. In her twenty one years of existence, people have rarely bothered about her but she wants one thing for herself, to be independent and thankfully, her parents don't mind her going to college. Shivaay Singh Rathore is a man of a few, but straight words. Multi-Billionaire at twenty-eight, life hadn't spared him the kindness to have a childhood everyone deserves. He is honest and his past is something no one truly can speak about and carries a roguish charm to his demigod looks. Unwanted and uncared for are two different feelings but at the end of the tunnel, both find their base in loneliness. These two will too. Well, destiny and its mysterious ways.

Only sample chapters are here on WATTPAD https://www.amazon.in/dp/B09421TTNQ/ref=sr_1_10?dchild=1&keywords=spark+of+love&qid=1620104967&sr=8-10 "Ritika, I know this is strange but my parents want me to get married to you.They think we would make a great couple.You know me well . I'm leaving it to you to decide. " His voice was shaky. Ritika was confused . She continued stirring her coffee. She couldn't bring herself to look at his face. She knew that he was uncertain about his future,her future. Most importantly she knew that this would be a marriage of convenience. Abhiram and Ritika are family friends . And both of them study in the same medical college . What happens in their life? #1 in Indian on 29/10/20 #1 in arranged marriage on 30/10/20 #1 in wattpadindia on 18/11/20 #1 in medical on 21/21/21 Copyrights reserved @ twilightdiaries86

This story is about 4 hearts coming together. To Arjun, love is blasphemy. To Aryan, love is an excuse to ruin life. But to the girls written in their fate.... Let's find that out with the boys Ananya Agnihotri had no plans to be involved in anything that involves Arjun Malhotra. Even though she is working in his company. But you never get what you wish. What happens when these both have to tolerate each other for their own needs? Shreya Srivastav despices moody rich guys who think they can have anything or anyone and Aryan Malhotra is living epitome of that. What happens when this "rich brat"s motto becomes irritating her? To find answers to these questions, you know what to do 😉 By Akshitha Awasthy 💗💫 This is my first story so... please be a Lil Lenient towards me The genre: Grumpy x sunshine CEO romance Office Romance 2 stories there you go!

This is a story between two individuals who bounded in arranged marriage.......ok routine story line but, please give it a chance you readers won't regret ......it is a story with lots of love and romance Only love and thoda action...... ______________________________________ Diya Sharma- beautiful, innocent, loves her family alot. Karan Malhotra-young ,Handsome,hot, CEO of Malhotra Industries, for him family comes first. What happens when these two souls tied in a bond called Marriage? ________________________________________

He sat on the edge of the bed, spine straight but shoulders heavy. A fresh bandage wrapped around his head, stark against his dusky skin. One hand rested limply in his lap. The other held a glass of water-untouched. His eyes weren't focused on anything in particular. His hair, still damp from a recent sponge bath, clung to his forehead. And then- A click. Silent. Subtle. But sharp, like a switch being flipped inside his mind. The glass in his hand shattered. Just a reflexive squeeze until cracks raced across the surface like spiderwebs and the shards sunk into his skin. He didn't flinch. Just stared. At his hand. At the blood. It pooled slowly, seeping between his fingers, dripping down his wrist. Red. Just as red as the sindoor. The red lehenga. The red rose in her hair that morning. The red lips he once swore to protect the smile of. The fragments of memory were blurry-muffled like sound underwater. But the color... the color remained. And then- The door creaked open. Soft footsteps. A voice, cautious. "Abhimaan-" It stopped when his gaze snapped up at her like a predator stirred too early from sleep. His eyes, once blank, were burning now. Red. Not from pain. From fury. His voice was gravel, low and cold. "Where is she?" She froze at his words. . . . . This story revolves around Abhimaan Raghuvanshi a respected advocate and his arranged wife Aarohi Birla/Raghuvanshi a child psychologist

Jay, a successful game developer can see the future as a glimpse during blue moon days. He considers it as a curse since only dreadful things happen every time and he could do nothing about it. One such time, on a blue moon day, he sees himself getting married to a beautiful girl. Relieved it wasn't a tragedy this time, he goes in search of Amaira only to find her to be in love with his deceased best friend's brother Arav. Devastated yet again, that his married life would be an add-on tragedy, he marries her with plans of divorce in his mind. He knew he can't stop the marriage but he believes he would be able to divorce her later. Will the marital life of Jay and Amaira be fruitful? Will they ever fall in love with each other? Join the journey of their hilarious and twisted marriage life to know more! Achievements: #2 Best blurb by Smoothie Awards #3 Best cover by Smoothie Awards Cover credits: xCherryBlossomx__

Billionaire Romantic - Suspense She could see anger radiating off his muscular form, each step he took towards her, made her take one step back. She had never seen him this furious. His anger made her realise, that this time her defiance has led to his breaking point. Maybe,she shouldn't have left without informing anyone, but all these restrictions were suffocating her. She was left with no option but to quietly sneak out for two hours. She tried to open her mouth to rebuke his advances. But before she could, her legs hit the bed and she fell on it with a shocked gasp. Before she could gather herself to get up, Abhimanyu straddle her body with his. He caged her wrist with his hands, his eyes shooting fire. There faces just a breath apart. "Leave me!" She screamed at him, struggling to free herself from him "HOW. MANY. TIMES. DO. I. HAVE. TO. TELL. YOU. NOT. TO. LEAVE. WITHOUT. INFORMING?" He gritted out furiously without taking a care of her squirming body under his. All her bravado left her at his furious tone and pressure on her hands. She had heard a lot of scary stories of his anger, now her focus shifted to escape herself from his furious form. At that time nothing came to her mind except to scream out for help and so she did just that. "SOMEBODY HELP ME!!" She screamed with all her might, confusing Abhimanyu for a moment. But she knew what she was doing, as one body guard is always alloted on the floor. Before Abhimanyu could understand anything, as his eardrums were still hurting from her shrill scream. There room's door was pushed opened with a fierce force. Making Abhimanyu frown and Sanyukta letting out a sigh of relief. But what she didn't realise is the position they both were in. For an onlooker it would seem like an intimate moment. The guard halted mid stride. Abhimanyu, gave a hard glare to both of them and pulled back to sit on the side. "You can leave now as you can see no one is in need of saving." He drawled.

𝐕𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐀 × 𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐘𝐀 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐀 He is back Five years passed, He never stopped watching, never stopped loving, never stopped waiting. And then, fate brought her back trembling, terrified, and completely unaware that the man standing before loving her like crazy and silently devoted to her all these years. Forbidden love. Unspoken longing. Painful mistakes. And a slow, burning desire that refuses to die.

She is sweet but sassy. He is cold but kind. She wears confidence to fight everything. He wears arrogance to hide everything. She is damaged. He is the healer. They were poles apart but still He made her heart flutter And she just fell deeper and deeper. So join this rollercoaster adventure of Siddharth and Ruhi where the heart will flutter .This story shows love. Love for family , friends and most importantly oneself.

"This isn't a love story. It's an agreement... until it's not." Vedika Joshi had a silent schoolgirl crush on Harshil Mehra-her senior, her friend's boyfriend, the boy who was never meant to be hers. Fourteen years later, she's a brilliant PhD scholar in economics. He's a successful, emotionally distant doctor in Chicago with no time for feelings, let alone marriage. But when their families decide to tie them in an arranged marriage for business alliances, Vedika offers an alternative: an agreement-ten clauses, no emotional entanglements, no falling in love. To her surprise, Harshil adds a few rules of his own. Now, two complete strangers with a complicated past live under the same roof, bound by a ring, a city far from home, and a set of unbreakable rules... that might just break them first. Will they survive the marriage contract? Or will Clause No. 7 be the one that ruins it all? Disclaimer I do not own any of the images used; all credits go to their rightful owners. This is a work of pure imagination. All characters, incidents, places, and dialogues are fictional and created for entertainment purposes only. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real-life events is purely coincidental.