KAYAMATH (ON HOLD)
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I love you. Today. Tonight. Tomorrow. Forever.... ♾️♾️
If I were to live a thousand years, I would belong to you.
If I were to live a thousand lives,
I would want to make you mine in each one..... Kayamath tak
"You're the moon, he's the sun,
And
I'm just another star." ✨✨
I want simple love but his love scares me.. 🕊️
The story of three souls... let's find out what's gonna happen in their life
I am not going to give any description here, come with me I will show you the saga of Milind, Prachi and Neev's love story.
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TEJNA
"Ouchh," I cried trying to balance. I looked up at him with soft eyes, flushed cheeks. He looked into my eyes with his knitted ones. His hair lying over his sweaty forehead. I never presumed to glimpse him this close. His photographs conveyed his good looks but his dominating aura was hard to handle. I was feeling scared to even breathe in his arms. Bringing his fingers to my face he gently pushed hair strands behind my ear. I lowered my eyes feeling extremely shy. "Sambhal kar chaliye zara, har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," he said in a scratchy tone. There was a hint of taunt present. I knitted my brows to his words and quickly matched his aura. "Hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said glaring at him. He shot his eyebrows a little and I pushed him to leave angrily. Turning around I stepped up on another dumbbell and slipped over it again. I threw my hands in the air for support and once again found him snaking my waist and pulling my back closer to his chest. "Are you sure," he asked over my ears. I angrily looked back at him, found him smirking. "Baahon mein girte girte, mohabbat me mat giriyega hamare," he whispered looking into my eyes. "Kabhi nahi," I replied and left. I royally ignored his taunt only to end up marrying him. Day by day my feelings for him grew stronger though finding happiness was becoming a risky game. But I was heartbroken upon discovering that he only married me out of pity and loved someone else who he was to marry. Not having parents from young age now made me helpless. It felt good to leave home where my family cared for me all these years, after my parents. I did not want to go back and be a burden again. But living this life with him didn't seem fruitful either. This is love story of Tejas Pratap Rathore and Sunaina Maan Singh. Storyline takes place in the early years of 21st century (2001). A beloved saga tying them together in love and commitment whilst they dwell over misunderstandings and growing feelings.
𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞
Book #1 of Never Duet "You would never be more than just a replacement, you'd never be mine." She had no choice in marriage or in running away from it. From him. The man who was supposed to marry her sister would get her now. Whether she fought, ran and begged. He'd drag her back on gun point if it meant she became his replacement bride. Deal. Reputation. Business. Three words that changed her fate. Three words to best describe why everyone wanted this marriage-except her. And before she could hope for this marriage to turn real, he made sure she never dared to. Tropes: Replaced bride Marriage of convenience Forced marriage Age gap Artist x Businessman Forced proximity
Ravishing Love
Kartik Jaisingh- A man very well-behaved, understanding, calm and clever like a fox loses his peace just because of a girl who has a healthy crush on him. Meera Raichand- a naughty, bubbly, independent and full of life girl gave her heart to a man who does not even acknowledge wedding and love stories. His plan is clear. If he marries, he wants a girl like his two sisters-in-law. The probability of marriage is only 10% out of 100. Everything is clear about her too. She has decided that she will make Kartik Jaisingh the son-in-law of her house. Both are polar opposites. He believes in facts while she lives in a different world- dreams. He believes in truth and philosophy of life. He is annoyed by the fake love of the world. On the other hand, there is her who has completely planned her love story including the charming prince of her life. But was it all that easy? Could her life have become a love story with a perfect ending?Concluida
𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥
𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 01|| •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "A Love that wasn't forgetten, a betrayal that was inevitable and a revenge that was destined." _______________________________________ "Betrayal tore them apart, but destiny will bring them back to settle the scores." _______________________________________ 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 "I never wanted to hurt her, but I couldn't give her false hopes either. From the moment I first saw her, she was the only one I couldn't look away from. But I was bound by a promise-one I swore never to break, not even with my last breath. Yet, why does it feel like I didn't just break her... I shattered myself, too?" 𝐌𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 "Love has never been simple for me. I loved him with every beat of my heart, and he crushed me with the same intensity. I never wanted to see him again, never wanted to cross paths with him. But fate is cruel... because here I stand, face to face with the man who ruined my soul." When fate pulls them together once more, secrets will unravel, and the past will return...with a vengeance. In a world of betrayal and revenge, will love be their salvation - or their ultimate downfall? "Fate brought them together again, but will the truth tear them apart...or bind them forever?"
His Beautiful Punishment
To the world, Aarav Rathore was a monster wrapped in bespoke suits. To me... he was the cage I never wanted to escape. His large, calloused hand wrapped gently around my throat-not to hurt, but to own. The cold silver of my waist chain pressed into my bare stomach as he pinned me flush against the heavy mahogany of his study desk. "You think you can hide from me, Little Bird?" His voice was a lethal, gravelly whisper against my ear, sending a violent shiver of wet heat straight to my core. "You think you can wear things that beg to be ripped off, and I won't collect what belongs to me?" I gasped as his rough fingers hooked under the delicate lace of my panties, snapping the thin fabric effortlessly. "Aarav, please-" "Please what?" He bit down on the sensitive skin of my neck, swallowing my desperate whimper. His thick thigh forced my knees apart, leaving me completely, helplessly exposed to his burning, pitch-black gaze. "Tell me exactly what you want. Use your words, Priyanshi." My nails dug into his broad shoulders, my entire body trembling with a heavy, throbbing ache that only he could cure. I looked into the eyes of the devil I married, finally surrendering to his darkness. "Please," I sobbed, my hips arching eagerly into his touch. "Please, Daddy. Take it." A wicked, triumphant smirk touched his lips. "Good girl. Now, scream for me." · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · Priyanshi Verma prayed to Krishna for a fairytale love story. Instead, she was sold to the Devil in a bespoke suit. Aarav Rathore. Billionaire. Mafia king. A man who doesn't know how to love, only how to own. He married her to control her. She married him to save her family. He wants to break her innocence. She wants to escape his cage. But in the darkness of their bedroom, where hate turns into heat and resistance turns into moans, the lines blur. A story of a forced marriage, dark obsession, and a lust so violent it might just look like love.
𝐀𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐲𝐚 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝟏𝟖+
𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐂𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐘𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐀 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧. ❝𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭. 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐟. 𝐀𝐦 𝐈 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐲?❞ 𝐘𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐕𝐈 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐰𝐧. 𝐀𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐘𝐀 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐞. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫? ────── 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗖𝗜𝗧 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗧!!! 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃.
his runaway bride
it's ishman plus abhiyank story . . . actually this story is by @ifwnuwanda but she discontinued it and I really loved this story so I want to continue it if the real author see this please don't report it's just for me and people like me who loveed this story sooo much . . . read if you love dark romance and bl stories and ishman . . . . #mpreg #abusive relationship #force marriage #violence #r*pe you guys are already warned read this at your own <<<<<<3Concluida
SWEET DECEMBER ( Completed) ✅️
Like cold winter night my body shivered learning the harsh yet delicate truth of my life. No one has prepared me for this extraordinary surprise that life has thrown at me. I dont even know what i should expect now ! " Congratulations! I hope you have a wonderful life ahead!." These words caused biggest ache in my heart and I just wanted to escape reality anyhow. Meet Oishani a young not so intelligent girl with middle life crisis which she is forced to handle due to her reckless and extremely stupid behavior! Meet Varad a calm, composed , a bit aggressive , extremely involved in maintaining himself within the boundaries he created.Concluida
Forged In Fate: Uljhi Doriya~
Yeh Moh Moh ke dhaage teri ungliyon se ja uljhe~♪ •A Tale of An Artist and The Broken Soul Prisoned In Darkness• ~She had the simplicity of white and knew how to combine every colour in her... ~He was colourless imprisoned in darkness... ~She never stop smiling... ~He never actually smiled.... ~She was the flower... ~Who bloomed in his darkest night... ~They had hatred in their eyes, who never meant together... |But... destiny had other other plans| ...He forced her to marry him ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ •What could be the reason that she agreed to marry him? •What will happen when two people who hate eachother will be tied together for lifetime? •Will they ever fall in love with eachother? •Will they able to unfold the truth? •Will they able to untangle the tangled threads of their deepest secrets? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Join me on a journey to unravel A story of Two souls bind together with a thread connecting their hearts. ─•~❉᯽❉~•─ |Reyansh×Uvani|![𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 νσℓ•2 [Age Gap Romance]✓](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/399005158-256-k867828.jpg)
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✨Featured in ❝𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭❞ [𝐒𝐏𝐋] reading list of @𝐀𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐈𝐍 of Wattpad✨ "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐡, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭". 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚅𝚘𝚕• 𝟷 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚅𝚘𝚕• 𝟸 She is 18, a shy, graceful, gentle, flirtatious, delicate and a princess who cries over every small thing. He is 35, a well mannered, majestic, intelligent, hot-tempered man of a few words who stays alone and away from the crowd of the world. "𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢." Divided by worlds but bound by fate. Bҽƚɯҽҽɳ SHADOWS αɳԃ SUNRISE After losing both her sister and brother-in-law in a tragic accident, LAVANYA Shri is left with their baby. Her life changes completely as she takes on responsibilities she never expected. At just eighteen, Lavanya Shri is forced by fate and the circumstances to marry IRAAJ Eklavya, a man who is eighteen years older than her.Concluida
"Ouchh," I cried trying to balance. I looked up at him with soft eyes, flushed cheeks. He looked into my eyes with his knitted ones. His hair lying over his sweaty forehead. I never presumed to glimpse him this close. His photographs conveyed his good looks but his dominating aura was hard to handle. I was feeling scared to even breathe in his arms. Bringing his fingers to my face he gently pushed hair strands behind my ear. I lowered my eyes feeling extremely shy. "Sambhal kar chaliye zara, har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," he said in a scratchy tone. There was a hint of taunt present. I knitted my brows to his words and quickly matched his aura. "Hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said glaring at him. He shot his eyebrows a little and I pushed him to leave angrily. Turning around I stepped up on another dumbbell and slipped over it again. I threw my hands in the air for support and once again found him snaking my waist and pulling my back closer to his chest. "Are you sure," he asked over my ears. I angrily looked back at him, found him smirking. "Baahon mein girte girte, mohabbat me mat giriyega hamare," he whispered looking into my eyes. "Kabhi nahi," I replied and left. I royally ignored his taunt only to end up marrying him. Day by day my feelings for him grew stronger though finding happiness was becoming a risky game. But I was heartbroken upon discovering that he only married me out of pity and loved someone else who he was to marry. Not having parents from young age now made me helpless. It felt good to leave home where my family cared for me all these years, after my parents. I did not want to go back and be a burden again. But living this life with him didn't seem fruitful either. This is love story of Tejas Pratap Rathore and Sunaina Maan Singh. Storyline takes place in the early years of 21st century (2001). A beloved saga tying them together in love and commitment whilst they dwell over misunderstandings and growing feelings.
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