From First Love to Forever

"Who are you?"she shouted at the man who stood like a rock. His face Holding zero expression "Speak up Mr. Aditya Devansh. Who the bloody hell are you?"she yelled at top of her voice. He smirked and inched closer to her face. If it was any other day , she would step back fearing him. But today she didn't. She needed answers "I'm your husband"he whispered in her ears making her shut her eyes. She lost the last amount of patience which she was carrying "And you're my wife Mrs. Amulya Aditya Devansh. You are bound with me forever and you can't even think of leaving me and this place Sweetheart"he said and she fliched. He left a small kiss on the curve of her neck before scooping her in his arms ***** Aditya Devansh is a mystery man. A mafia? A Don? A buisness tycoon? There's nothing that could describe him as a whole. Amulya Varma is strong, bold and a independent self made woman. They cross each others path, leaving imprints in each others life that just wouldn't faint. What's it that binds them together in marriage? He loved her. But she couldn't love him back. But when she does...the world is not ready to accept their love. Tangled in fate, let's see if they would make their love an example of eternity. [ A story with mature content and language ]

𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐀𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐯 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 ⋆⭒˚.⋆𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲 𝑰: 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 ⋆⭒˚.⋆ "We are getting married in a week." He stated. I looked at him with my tear filled eyes. He took my both hands in his , slowly caressing them as his gaze met mine. I wondered how he could be so calm in such a situation. "You don't have to marry me. I don't want to be a burden on someone." , I muttered as I slowly averted my gaze from him. " I need you in my life, Miraya. And to answer your question, you will never be a burden on me. NEVER."I quickly looked at him. And to be by his side for this past one hour felt like he was healing something inside me. Something he has never broken. His words seemed odd. And still they were enough to assure me to trust him with my life. "Why?" "I need an heir for my family and your child needs a father. No one will know about this except us. Okay?" ☆ ★ ✮ ★ ☆ Miraya Agnihotri married her bestfriend's only cousin brother, the billionaire Raghav Singhania, to provide a father to her unborn child, and an heir to his family. She had struggled all her student life to fund her education and find jobs to make ends meet for her family, only to never get the love she deserved from them. Her boy-friend promised her their forever future to her and marry her one day but he died in a car accident before she could announce her pregnancy news to him. Will she ever be able to forget her boyfriend and love Raghav more than only as the father to her child? Is this just a marriage-of-convenience or a promise of forever love? Did Raghav really marry her out of pity or was she his chosen bride?

The story unfolds the sweet tender moments of Rishabh and Paridhi, how their love blossoms, during and after their (arranged love) marriage. Paridhi is a sweet and kind soul, the perfect sanskari girl, shy and polite, she is 24 and working as a graphic designer. Rishabh is the average nerdy guy, an architect and someone who never in his life of 27 years had a girlfriend but always manifested a loving partner. How will these two shy and introverted souls carry their marriage and what will be their story? To know more follow "Dheere Dheere Se" _________________________________________ Rishabh carried me towards the bed and slowly placed our bodies without breaking the contact. "This was a little difficult to do" he said breathlessly. I giggled and asked "who asked you to carry me all the way round then?" Sliding next to me he spoke "You always told me about your book men who carry their women, I wanted to try the same with my woman" I couldn't stop the huge grin that took over my face and pecked on his lips, pulling my body over him. Looking at my amused face he asked "what?" "Nothing. You're just adorable" I said playing with his fluffy hair, halfly lying on his body. "Am I?" He asked teasingly "Umm-hmm" Our eyes locked together, and he brought his head upwards towards me while I captured his lips with mine. Longing, desperation, tiredness all turned into warmth, coziness and us. He rolled our bodies together and I was in the bed now while he topped me. I was waiting for him to make the move. My breath getting heavier, it was a long day, a long week actually exhaustion, sleepless nights and overworking but I was so prepared for him to devour me like the day after that movie. Instead Rishabh kissed my forehead. "I know you're tired, we don't have to do it now" saying he scooted on his side. He took my hands into his and threaded them together and we fell into a peaceful silence in each other's presence.

You're my solace, my salvation. And I'll do whatever it takes to make you happy. Even if I have to break you first, I'll piece you back together with my own hands. Even if it costs me everything... even if it costs me my life." -------------------- "Run, Akshaya. Run!" I whispered to myself, my breath ragged, legs trembling as I pushed harder. "If you stop now, it's over. You'll never be the same again. They all betrayed you. He betrayed you. He's been playing with you-your feelings, your trust. Don't look back. Just go!" I reached the bus station, my chest heaving. Without thinking, I stumbled into the first bus I saw, collapsing into a seat as it started moving. My head fell against the window, the weight of everything crushing me. Fear and exhaustion pulled me into restless sleep. But it didn't last long. A sudden halt jolted me awake. My eyes fluttered open, heart pounding as I looked around. The bus was empty. A chill crawled down my spine. Something wasn't right. And then I saw him. He stepped onto the bus, his dark eyes locking onto mine immediately. A slow, knowing smirk played on his lips. "Enjoy your little escape, wildcat?" His voice was calm, mocking, as he moved closer. My heart raced, and I pressed myself against the seat. "Stay away from me," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. His smirk deepened, his steps deliberate. "Stay away? After all this effort, you think I'll let you go?" He stopped just inches from me, towering over me. "You don't get it, do you? You can run all you want, but you'll never escape me. Dive in to the story to know what happens next..... #slowburn #obsession #possesive #forced marriage #grumpy x sunshine.

SECOND STORY IN THE RAJVANSH SERIES Samar X Yagyhavi One wrong letter that led two people to reach to their right destination! _________________________________________ From my childhood, I have always heard stories about a prince charming who would come and change my life completely. But I never though that my prince charming would also be my darkest nightmare. I am Yagyhavi Roy, and this is my story. Join me on this intense journey of our love, a love so strong that its flames might burn us both. ***** TROPES: • Slow Burn Romance • Love x Hate Relationship • Suspense, Past, Action, Hidden indetities • Strong FMC x Calm but Possessive MMC This story contains mature scenes!!

──── ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ꪆৎ ˚ "Who do you belong to?" Her cold, demanding eyes met mine, The only glimmer of light within them was my own reflection staring back at me. "You." My voice trembled as I whispered the answer. She settled herself on my lap, surrounding me with her intoxicating scent, as if to claim ownership. "Exactly," she confirmed, her tone possessive. "You burnt her. Alive" A horrified sigh escaped my lips as my heart pounded in my chest. "And you had the perfect orgasm right next to her burning body. Do you know why? You were focused on me. She was screaming and yet you craved me. You begged me to touch you more. You needed me. Her cries for help, her screams, her burning body; nothing affected you. You just craved me" Her grip on my shirt tightened as she pulled me closer, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. ────୨ৎ──── NAINA MALHOTRA, A fierce and determined woman, driven by a powerful desire for revenge. Her singular focus fueled her every action, and she pursued her path with relentless determination and unshakable fortitude. "His embrace felt like the first burst of sunlight after a long, dark storm" AARAV MURTY, A kind and compassionate soul, radiating warmth and care towards everyone. He concealed his own struggles behind a bright smile, convinced that everyone deserves love and affection. "I've never taken a life before, but for you, I'd cross that boundary and step into darkness a thousand times" Naina and Aarav, lost in love, were oblivious to their family's secrets. As those truths and lies started to surface, their bond was put to the test. Could their love withstand the storm of their haunted history? A saga of twisted enigma played by masters of manipulation where noone can be trusted. Will love survive? ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ꪆৎ ˚ P.S- The initial chapters are highly unedited but I promise it gets better <3

ROYAL LOVE SERIES ~ 1 'Hey ghazal.. Stop' Azel chased me, I ran with a towel in my head. I just finished bathing. 'Hey-- Ahh' I startled looking at them, Specially Him. Our eyes locked, he looked at me, I looked at him. The seconds of eye contact boost me in an unusual way. It's shorter than a stare and longer than a glance. That's the moment, I felt it's a chance. A second chance for our beautiful together. It proved me, the years of longing proved me, There is/was no one else if it's not Him. Vin~~ The birth and the death of me! VINAY SINGH MALHOTRA 'I'm a devotee, dear wife' 'Devotee? ' 'Yes! I'm a devotee of you, dear wife' The calmness in their love can be peak any other intimacy theory! 'Are we alone? ' her words shoot me new short of pleasure. Just the thought of us alone in this big home felt not right, when we were planned to take it slow. Adding up the fire, she looked so damn beautiful, delicate and raw. Her eyes, lips and her every part is setting me up in a fire. Dear wife, such a sweetest dessert she is! Just a glimpse of her is the calm to every storm, I'm facing! Dear wife ~ The birth and death of me! GHAZAL RIVERA Elegance dripping soul, the lover of love, the fan of Her Ram. Her eyes are the love language, her voice is a dripping honey and her finest attire is her dance. 'It's always you, Vin' 'It's always you, the man who I fell for, Deeply, madly, obsessively' 'If it's not you, then no one else' The hotness dripping talks, their chemistry peaked here! The collision of raindrop and sunlight~ Their tale is an ecstatic rainbow!

Synopsis In *Blooming Love*, Agastya Rathore and Riya Singh were once classmates in school, separated by social and academic barriers. Agastya, the class topper and favored by teachers, barely noticed Riya, who was an average student with an unremarkable appearance. Riya, on the other hand, knew of Agastya's presence but never thought they would cross paths again. Years later, fate brings them together in the most unexpected way. Both Agastya and Riya have blossomed into successful professionals-he, a multi-billionaire running a software company across 15 countries, and she, a chubby yet beautiful Business Analyst working in a French MNC in Poland. Despite their newfound success and physical transformations, neither has experienced true love or a serious relationship. Riya adjusted the pleats of her crimson-red saree, the fabric hugging her curves perfectly. She had hoped the cool night air on the balcony would calm her racing thoughts, but then she heard his voice. "Running away again, love?" She turned to find Agastya, his tie loosened, eyes locked on hers with an intensity that made her breath hitch. Before she could respond, he closed the distance between them, cornering her against the wall. "You always do this," he said, his voice low and firm. "Pulling away every time I get close." "I'm not-" she started, but the words died on her lips as he leaned closer. "Say yes, Riya," he whispered, his hand brushing her waist. "Say yes, and I'll make you mine. No more waiting." Her heart raced, but she stayed silent, unsure if she was ready. Agastya smirked, his lips grazing her ear as he whispered, "You can deny it all you want, but one day, you'll be mine." With that, he stepped back, leaving her breathless, his words echoing in her mind as he walked away.