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Banaras, 1970s.
She was only seventeen when her parents wrapped her in pink silk and quiet prayers, sending her into the haveli of the powerful Mishra family.
No one told her that the last bride of the haveli had died.
No one told her why....
Revati never expected love... only silence, duty, and maybe kindness.
But her husband, Devendra Singh Mishra, didn't even notice her.
Not when she first entered his home,
Not when she cried quietly at night,
And not when she began to fade just like the woman before her.
But years later, when silence had already turned into habit...
He looked at her for the first time.
This is a story of arranged marriage, buried truths, slow-burning love, and the haunting echoes of a dead bride... all under the shadow of a golden cage.
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BULLBUL
SHORT STORY ANJUM Sometimes, the most beautiful cages are the hardest to leave. In an old haveli wilting under the weight of time, a woman waits. She doesn't speak much. She doesn't cry. She listens-to footsteps that no longer pause for her, to laughter echoing from rooms she no longer enters. Her husband smiles more these days. There's another woman in the house now. The maid, Anjum, moves like a shadow beside her. She is her eyes, her voice, her company. She sees everything-every bruise silence leaves behind, every glance that doesn't land where it used to. But even shadows get tired. Even walls can hear too much. The haveli holds its breath. The pillars groan. The air is thick with something left unsaid. Time is testing the house. The cracks are showing. Will she withstand the pillars turning sharp-digging into her skin while the world watches her bleed in silence? Her eyes are tired. Will they dare step forward to reclaim what's righteous, Or will her truth drag her down to watch her master decay with time? What will she choose? Endure the weight? Leave the walls too damaged to repair? Or fall quietly-tarnishing with everything she once belonged to?Concluída
Sold to the Thakur's
#TOP 2 in India(1,7,8/8/25) #TOP 3 in india(1,6,14,15,16,17,18/8/25) #TOP 4 in India(10/8/25) DEVYANI A 18-year-old innocent girl, She loves her father more than herself and is willing to sacrifice anything for him But how will she survive the trauma when her own father sells her to the most ruthless man just to clear his debt, without even thinking twice? "A father who sees her as a curse, locking her inside the house for 18 years and telling the world she was dead. But how will she feel when she steps out for the first time-and fate takes a 360-degree turn?" RIVAN THAKUR He lives alone with his SON(Kaizan), hating everything about marriage and the family he left behind. But when he wakes up one morning to find himself HUSBAND to a frightened young girl in his family's haveli(thakur's haveli)-his world tilts. ______________________ He stepped closer, his towering frame caging me in. My breath hitched. His eyes-sharp, cold, merciless-scanned me like I was a puzzle that didn't fit. "You don't even know how to wear a bra?" he asked, his voice low, incredulous, and almost cruel. I didn't know what to say. I slowly nodded my head-no-because... I really didn't. No one ever taught me. No one cared to. I was standing there, shivering slightly, my fingers trembling, curling into the soft shawl I used to hide myself. His gaze was burning, stripping me down to my bare soul, and I couldn't meet his eyes. But his next words... or we can say actions... shocked me to the core. ----------------- Will he accept her as his wife? Will he destroy her for a decision she never made? Or will fate tie them together in ways neither imagined? 𐙚⋆°｡⋆♡ A dark, intense love story of two broken souls bound by force, fear... and destiny.
𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 • 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍
(Needs Editing) "Thakur Sahab..." she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper, breathless, unsteady. And next, without letting her know her fingers made it's way to his hair, clutching it got life, for newly known pleasure! The way she said his name-so delicate, yet laced with something she herself didn't understand-sent a jolt of satisfaction through Randheer. His smirk deepened against her skin. He soothed the bite with a slow, deliberate kiss, his warm lips brushing over the mark he had left behind. He wanted her to remember this moment, to feel his presence long after he was gone. "Shh, Jaan.." he murmured, his voice husky, intoxicating. "You'll wake the whole house..your brothers will know, that you are having haldi ceremony with me..in this way" And the irony..She fell for the very man her brothers despised to the core.. ⚠️ Mature content ahead! Proceed with caution. What happens when a sweet, bubbly girl falls for a ruthless man? Dive into the story where her Thakur Sahab is her devotion, and she is his obsession. ✔️ Forced Marriage ✔️ Sweet yet Intense Romance ✔️ Age Gap Love Story ✔️ A Strong Female Lead ✔️ She Fell First, He Fell Harder
The girl in the shadows
I should've seen it coming in my parents' silence. when they have let me face it alone. Now i see it in my bruises and my body. how delusional was i to think just because he was known to be cruel to other doesn't mean he would do that to me. His wife. political career demands such toughness. i convinced myself. But it went far worse. Worse than he had done with any other person who came across his way. I drifted away by the time he realized. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Abhay Thakur: Chief minister of Rajasthan . His ruthless nature was well known not in public but discussions beyond closed doors whisper his name. There were no remarks of atrocities he had done so far. He dominated every room he entered. Not just what his history hold but what his presence demands . His eyes give away nothing. Sanjana Srivastav: Her passion for arts is her comfort in a world of chaos her father is into. Which unknowingly dragged her along. Hidden in the shadows , still caught the eye of the predator. Her gentleness soothed him when he wasn't ready for the change. Consequences knocked on her life when she is married to a man decade older to her.
Soft Silence
"𝐼𝑛 𝑎 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑠ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑛." 𝘿𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙖 is kind, too kind and strong in the way that makes people forget she bleeds too. Love was never expected, only endurance. So when her father asked her to marry she nodded... not out of hope, but habit. 𝙑𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙧𝙖, grew up in a home that taught him how to build empires but never taught him how to ask for a hug. Marriage was never part of the plan until a hospital room, a fading pulse, and the one man he could never disappoint whispered a final wish. Neither expected warmth. Neither expected understanding. And they definitely didn't expect comfort in each's other's silence. A tale of quiet yearning- an arranged marriage where silence becomes a language and love sneaks in when no one's looking. - M 💌
Silken Sovereignty: The Healing Bride
⚠️ 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬, 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐦𝐚, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ 𝕽𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙 ✍ 𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒅'𝒔 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒋𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍, 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒕𝒉 - 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒖𝒔 𝒈𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉. 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ She was never anyone's first choice. Never the one they longed for, never the name whispered in love, never the heart someone ached for. She was just 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞- a replacement, a temporary fix for someone else's absence. When things went wrong, when mistakes needed a scapegoat, the blame always found its way to her. It didn't matter if she deserved it. It never did. And then, 𝐡𝐞 happened. He didn't see her as a substitute. He didn't compare her to ghosts of the past. He loved her- 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 her- like she was the only one who had ever mattered. He hel
TANGLED FATE
He was a man of cold words and quieter wounds, a celebrated author who stitched stories for the world, but never believed in the tale of love himself. To the world, he was distant- To his loved ones, he was a quiet refuge. Returning to India after years, he never imagined fate would greet him with the eyes of a girl he once competed with-Nila. But the Nila he remembered was gone. In her place stood a woman- a widow, a mother, a soul who had survived more than she ever deserved to endure. Her smile carried cracks, her voice held strength, and her heart... was still aching for a love that once failed her. Their parents tied them in a bond neither sought- an arranged marriage between strangers with a shared past and separate scars. She didn't want another husband- she wanted a father for her daughter. He didn't believe in love- but her daughter called him "Dad" and something inside him softened. Would he ever hold space in his heart for a little girl with wide eyes and louder questions? Would he ever learn that love isn't loud, or perfect, but sometimes quiet... and healing? Or would Nila remain a soul still longing, still waiting for someone to choose her, not out of duty- but out of love? #1 romanticdrama🏅 #1 savagefl🏅 #1 realistic love story🏅 #1 in widow🏅 #1 in slowburnromance🏅Concluída
"He married her to break her. He broke instead." "She was innocent. His love wasn't." ---------------------------------------------------------------------- She thought it was just another arranged marriage. He knew it was the perfect revenge. AARYAN VERMA - cold, powerful, untouchable - returned not for love, but for vengeance. MEHER KAPOOR - soft-spoken, innocent, undeserving of hate - became his perfect target. He blames her for the downfall of his family. She doesn't even know what crime she's paying for. On the night of their wedding, his vows were made of venom. Every word he speaks is a blade, every touch a punishment. But beneath his fury is a man haunted by memories... and a woman who once adored him from afar. When truth shatters his hate, regret will destroy him more than revenge ever could. But will she still be there to forgive the man who ruined her?
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