Jis Din |18+|
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Son yayınlanan Cts, Nis 11, 2026
On my wedding night, I waited behind a heavy bridal veil, my heart pounding with fear and uncertainty.
The door closed, and he sat before me.
Then his voice broke the silence-innocent, fragile.
"Didi... aap ab se mere saath rahoge kya?"
(Sister will you live with me now?)
That moment shattered me.
He wasn't my brother.
He wasn't a relative's child.
He was my husband.
Aditya Singh Chaudhary.
A handsome man of twenty-five... yet locked in the mind of a nine-year-old but with a truth that froze me to the core.
They called him incomplete.
They called him broken.
But fate made him mine.
And now, I must decide-
am I only his caretaker only...
or will I learn to be the wife of a man who never truly grew up?
🎀 𝒥𝒾𝓈 𝒟𝒾𝓃 🎀
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SILK AND SIN
You and your family came to see me-I said no. Baat khatam. Rishta kahin aur dekh lo. And LEAVE. ME. ALONE!" My chest heaved with emotion, my vision blurred with tears I was trying hard not to let fall. But he didn't even blink. He simply looked at me with that dark, unreadable gaze... and then moved toward me, slow and steady, till I was pinned between his car door and him. No one could see us like this. He leaned in, caging me with his arms on either side of my head. His breath brushed against my skin as he whispered, "You don't wanna marry me... hmm?" I looked away, panic flaring again. He tilted his face, locking eyes with mine. "Bolo." I whispered, "No..." A cruel smirk curled on his lips. "Toh phir kis se karni hai shaadi?" he whispered. "N-no one..." He straightened up-now towering over me-and then, without warning, grabbed my waist and lifted me off the ground. My hands were caught between us, pressed to his chest. "A-Aahan-what... what are you-" I stuttered. "Shh," he murmured, lips brushing against my cheek. "You've said enough. Ab suno." "We're getting engaged in one week. Then the rest of the rituals. And after that," he paused, tightening his grip on my waist, "we'll get married." "Chahe tum khud mandap tak aao... ya main tumhe zabardasti le aaun. Samajh aaya, jaan?"
SUBSTITUTION ~ The replacement for Love
"𝗪𝗲𝗮𝗹𝘁𝗵𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀, 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝗳𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗲, 𝗕𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗼𝘆𝗮𝗹𝘁𝘆,𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝗮 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁, 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻, 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁." ------------ Love series #1 --- India is known for its grand and lavish weddings-where every family dreams of making the day unforgettable. But this isn't just any wedding. This is a royal affair, uniting two powerful dynasties-one rooted in ancient legacy, the other built from the ground up through sheer determination. It was meant to be the wedding of the century. But what happens when one of the most crucial people in the ceremony fails to show up? Whispers began to float through the opulent hall. Eyes turned toward the figure sitting alone-confused, abandoned, and judged. The air thickened with gossip, and honor was at stake. To protect their pride, to silence society's tongue, they made a decision. A replacement was found. A replacement to uphold reputation... A replacement to protect dignity... A replacement for love? .................Tamamlanmış Hikaye
Shades of Our Marriage
𝓐𝓷 𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓭 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘖𝘶𝘳 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦 "He didn't touch me on our wedding night-not even a glance that felt like a beginning. I told myself I wouldn't fall. That I wouldn't love a man who kept the door to his heart bolted shut. But I did. In the way he said my name when he was tired. In the way he protected me without admitting it. I fell for a man who didn't want a wife. And every day, I wondered if being his wasn't enough to be his." ~ "I married her, not for love-but for peace. I told myself she was just a name on paper, not someone who'd turn my world upside down. I was cold, distant. Maybe even cruel. But she stayed. She smiled when I didn't deserve it. She made a stranger's house feel like something I wanted to come home to. And without warning-I fell. Now I can't look at her without wondering how I ever thought I could live untouched by her love." Under editing
Meant to be together | 18+
"why the fuck did you go on a date with him? he is not even your type!!" he growls. "so what? he is friendly and nice to me" I replied confidently. "NO, HE IS NOT NICE!!! he wants you because you're....beautiful" he said looking directly in my eyes! "Viaan! stop being so annoying...and let me go! he is waiting for me" I said. As I was about to leave, he held my hands and in a millisecond I was pinned to his car. I was shocked by this action of his. He never behaved like this but today he was in different mood. "What a-are you d-doing?" I said. We were so close that our lips were almost touching and then he bends towards my neck and kiss it. I swear that feeling was so amazing... I loved it but I didn't show it on my face, but then he looked at me with his dark brown eyes, and stared at me for a couple of seconds. "If you didn't leave for home right now! I will kiss the fuck out of you, until you become breathless" he said in his deep voice without breaking the eye contact. Honestly that was hot....but this is not the time for this. "And why are you suddenly so interested in my personal life? Are you jealous of Abhay?" I said without looking at him. "Do not try me! I said go home!!" I sensed that he is angry. "Oh yeah? don't try you? what will you do Mr. Raghuvanshi?" I said in a sarcastic way. To which he smirked. and said "don't ask for something you can't handle baby" What did he just say.....Baby? "I'm not your baby". "Are you sure?" he smirked again. Why the hell he's keep doing that. ......... Tropes - Friends to Lovers CBI officer × Teacher Past is Involved No cheating Mention of Domestic violence (not by Male Lead) Torture on Female lead (obviously not by Male Lead) #1 hers #19 slowburn #7 desiromanceTamamlanmış Hikaye
Illumined Desires
"He looked at her like he just realized what love is." ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ "Can I..." I hesitated for a moment, but because it's the one thing I needed most, I pushed through, "will you just hold me for a minute." He didn't hesitate and tugged me against his chest. His arms wrapped tightly around me, and then I felt his breaths warming the top of my head. Slowly, I turned my cheek, and then I listened to his steady heartbeat. I shoved all my fear, my confusion, and my uncertain feelings for him aside and allowed myself to be weak. I closed my eyes, and grabbing hold of his sides, I fisted the fabric of his shirt. Before the tears come, I pulled away from him but he took one look at my face then yanked me back to him. Emotions whirled in my chest, and then a new one joined the chaos. Affection. It's as if he knows exactly what I need without me having to say a word. He pressed kisses against my hair, his voice an anchor that kept me from drowning as he murmured, "It's okay, love." Another kiss, and his arms clamped tightly around me. "You have me."Tamamlanmış Hikaye
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.
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
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"I'll take a shower and we can sleep on the bed. If you're okay with it, because I'm not sleeping on the couch." "You don't have to. I'll sleep in-" "The couch?" Kabir interrupted me, "Sure." I scoffed. "In the bed," I clarified, brushing off the showy nuptial decorations from the bed. ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ In the grand Rajput household, 𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐩𝐮𝐭 struggles to connect with his young son, Mihir, after the tragic loss of his wife. As his family seeks a suitable bride for Kabir, fate intervenes at a birthday party, unveiling a surprising connection that challenges their traditions and beliefs. Amidst this, 𝐑𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐲𝐚 and Payal's intertwined destinies bring a new light to the Rajput dynasty, weaving a tale of love, family, and unexpected bonds. •||𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: Single Parent, Desi Romance, Widow, Second Chance at Love, Arrange marriage, Healing Through Love, Mystery & Second Marriage||•![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.Tamamlanmış Hikaye
𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞: 𝐀 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞
╰┈➤✮ 𝐴𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑣 × 𝑇𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑘𝑎 ❝𝑯𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒂𝒑𝒔𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝑻𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒌𝒂❞ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ How does it feel to get married with the one you love? Feels like heaven right? But what if your loved one doesn't even take you as a wife? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "We are couples for the world but in reality we are nothing. I can never take you as my wife." Tears started coming in my eyes but I blinked the tears and whisper a "sure" and rushed to the washroom. I don't want him to see me crying. God why me? This is not how I thought my first night will go • • • • - - - - • • • • Will she be able to make him fall for her? Will he ever love her? What if she won't fit in the royal standards? Watch the book to get the answers to all the questions.Tamamlanmış Hikaye
You and your family came to see me-I said no. Baat khatam. Rishta kahin aur dekh lo. And LEAVE. ME. ALONE!" My chest heaved with emotion, my vision blurred with tears I was trying hard not to let fall. But he didn't even blink. He simply looked at me with that dark, unreadable gaze... and then moved toward me, slow and steady, till I was pinned between his car door and him. No one could see us like this. He leaned in, caging me with his arms on either side of my head. His breath brushed against my skin as he whispered, "You don't wanna marry me... hmm?" I looked away, panic flaring again. He tilted his face, locking eyes with mine. "Bolo." I whispered, "No..." A cruel smirk curled on his lips. "Toh phir kis se karni hai shaadi?" he whispered. "N-no one..." He straightened up-now towering over me-and then, without warning, grabbed my waist and lifted me off the ground. My hands were caught between us, pressed to his chest. "A-Aahan-what... what are you-" I stuttered. "Shh," he murmured, lips brushing against my cheek. "You've said enough. Ab suno." "We're getting engaged in one week. Then the rest of the rituals. And after that," he paused, tightening his grip on my waist, "we'll get married." "Chahe tum khud mandap tak aao... ya main tumhe zabardasti le aaun. Samajh aaya, jaan?"
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