Rude Stories

He loved once, was betrayed, and now I am the wife he never wanted. I live in the shadow of a love that ended in divorce, blamed for sins that were never mine. Will he ever see me as his wife... his other half? The words I hear crush me, each one heavier than the last. "You are nothing more than a middle-class bodyguard. Just a bodyguard. Wait-don't tell me he kept you... did you sleep with him for his money too?" My silence burns, but my heart keeps whispering-will he ever move beyond this curtain of lies, will he ever see the truth? For his love I have endured, waited, and prayed all my life. And yet, all I hear is another dagger. "I am sure you wouldn't have cared if it was any other man that night... instead of me." I had only read of love in books, but after marrying him, every heartbeat betrayed me-faster, louder, whenever I looked at him. Now I wonder... will I ever truly know what love is?

(#Book 1 in substitute bride) This is the story of two completely different people whose lives change forever because of fate. Rudransh Singh Raghuvanshi is rich, powerful, and one of the most popular billionaires in the country. He's the eldest grandson of the respected Raghuvanshi family, known for his sharp mind, cold attitude, and mysterious charm. Akanshah Rai Singhania, on the other hand, is sweet, intelligent, and focused on her dream of becoming a doctor. She's the youngest granddaughter of the famous Singhania family and has always stayed away from drama and high society games. But one wedding changes everything. Akanshah had only come to attend her cousin's wedding. She never imagined she would walk away as the bride herself. When an unexpected scandal breaks out and her cousin backs out last minute, the family begs Akanshah to take her place-to save their name and reputation. And just like that, she is suddenly married to a stranger. Rudransh never expected to marry anyone that day-let alone a girl he barely knew. To him, Akanshah is just a replacement bride. Someone who stepped in last minute. He's angry, distant, and cold. Akanshah didn't want this either. She feels unwanted... like a mistake. But now they are tied together by fate. Living under the same roof, in a marriage that was never meant to happen, the two must learn how to deal with their new reality. There's confusion, anger, pain... but also something else beginning to grow between them-something neither of them expected. Will Rudransh ever accept Akanshah as his real wife? Can akanshah forgive him for his cold behayand treating her as a replacement? And what will happen when hidden truths, emotions, and secrets come to light?

Beneath the Shadows: A Rose Betwixt Thorns They brought her back to a house filled with light-but Kira has already learned what light costs. After years lost to silence, scars, and memories no one dares to name, Kira Varrin returns to a family that calls her home yet feels like a beautifully gilded cage. They watch her. Protect her. Fear her. And none of them truly know what she survived. Cold. Sharp. Unapologetically distant-Kira wears her darkness like armor. Because feelings are weaknesses. Hope is a lie. And trust is a luxury she cannot afford. But shadows remember. Nightmares bleed into daylight. And the past refuses to stay buried. As family tensions tighten, jealousy festers, and secrets unravel, Kira must decide whether survival means running again-or standing still long enough to be seen. Loved. Chosen. Some roses bloom in sunlight. Others grow between thorns-cutting anyone who dares to touch them. It is a survival story. And Kira refuses to be gentle.

"මට නැත්තම් කාටත් නෑ කියලා පුලුවන්ද ආදරේ කරන්න" "ඇයි බැරිද මට නම් පුලුවන්" "මගේ පොඩි එකා වෙනුවෙන් මට කරන්න බැරි දෙයක් නෑ යකෝ.මේ අත් දෙකෙන් මං නලෝපු මගේ පොඩි එකා" 🌸.ආදරෙයි අර මොකක්ද එකයි අතරේ තියෙන්නේ කෙස්ගහක වෙනසක්..........පරිස්සමින් මේ...නුවරක් වෙනුවට රටක් ගිනිබත් කල ආදරයට ඇරඹුමයි.

i am not a fan of writing descriptions for my books until i'm done so expect this to be edited when i'm done. i promise to try my best so you'll enjoy it. ©all rights reserved Most impressive rankings; #63 - differences (25/04/23) #35- differences (11/30/24)

She's the kind of girl who could trip over air and still laugh about it. He's the kind of guy who makes silence feel like a statement. When Aarvi Singhania, the walking ray of sarcasm and sunshine, crosses paths with Aarav Oberoi, the human embodiment of winter - sparks fly, but not the romantic kind. At least not at first. She talks too much. He barely talks at all. She believes in chaos. He thrives on control. But when two worlds this different collide under one sky, destiny doesn't just whisper - it laughs.

Some secrets are buried so deep, even the ones who carry them have no idea they exist. He was the shadow in a world of power and blood, forced to wear the mask. She was the girl who thought she was ordinary too... until her life began to unravel. He stepped into the university like he had always belonged there , sharp suit, sharper gaze, and an aura that made people instinctively move out of his way. To the world, he was just a professor and an owner of that very infamous university. To her, he was nothing more than a stranger with a voice that could command a room and eyes that seemed to see far too much. She had her own shadows , dark memories she couldn't piece together, a past wrapped in unanswered questions, and the gnawing ache of never knowing where she truly came from. But life had taught her one thing: some questions were better left unasked. Fate, however, had other plans. One decision. One night. One ring. She didn't know that the man beside her teaching in the university was the answer to every secret she'd been running from. And he didn't know she was the only person who could bring his world to its knees. In a world where the past bleeds into the present and every truth comes at a cost, love might be the most dangerous secret of all. To unfold the secrets and find what is most dangerous let's dig in the stoned journey of NOAH ADAMS and SELENE where the secrets will get twist and they will rethink it, rethink the truth and even themselves....... _~_

One night, your family gets slaughtered by a demon. And as you might have guessed, sanemi saves you. You become Sanemis Tsuguko. But what if theres more behind all this "tsuguko" thing? What if one day, you'll be more than 'just a tsuguko'?

"Hyungie, I didn't do anything! She should taste your belt, she even ate all your strawberries!" Jungkook's complaint echoed through the living room. "So? Rose bunked class yesterday." y/n shot back instantly. "Oppa, you literally stole the bike keys for racing. Don't act innocent." Rose added with a glare. Taehyung stared at the three of them, completely done with their nonsense. "We're going to need an ambulance." he muttered, tightening his grip on the cane. And that was enough-y/n, Jungkook, and Rose ran for their lives. Four siblings. Three chaotic. One eldest who somehow manages all of them... with strictness, love, and a whole lot of hardship. Not a CEO. Not a mafia boss. Just a normal middle-class man doing everything he can to keep his family together paying bills, handling school fees, dealing with tantrums, and surviving the daily storm of bratty siblings. No smut. Fluff. Corporal punishments. Sibling chaos. Some swearing. And yes-relationships allowed, but nothing over the top. Indian twist. Hindi. Hope you like it. Give it a try. 💛

"Aap... yahan?" He stopped just inches away. Too close. Their breaths tangled. Her heart pounded in her ears. " Akhirkar 6 mahine ki aankh micholi ke baad aap samne he mere..." "Pahli mulakat yaadgar honi chahiye na jaan... (leaning in, lips almost touching hers) please don't stop me..." The first brush of his lips against hers was gentle, almost too gentle for the intensity between them. But the moment he felt the warmth of her lips, the floodgates opened. The kiss deepened - demanding, possessive, and yet tender, as though he was trying to memorize every sensation. Once he finds her breathless, he left her lips with a pop sound and move little away just to see her now ruined lipstick and flushed chics... "Roshni...Tum meri ho..." "Rudra... I..." "Don't say anything jaan. I will take care of everything from here onwards..Just feel this...feel me..feel us"

Two brothers who were each other's shadows got lost in the darkness of the evil world but will the sun ever rise upon The Rathore Bhawan ? '"""""""""""""''''''""""""""""""""""" SIYA SINGH RANAWAT × YUVRAAJ RAGHAV RAJ SINGH RATHORE Ky hai aap Yuvraj ? Yeh kaisa jaadu hai aap mai ?Ajnabi hokar bhi kyu aap itne apne se lagne lage hai ? Itne faasle hote huye bhi dil ke itne nazdeek kyu lagte hai aap ? × Apna dil , apna ishq , apna junoon , apni saanse, apni zindagi... sab aapke haq mai karte hai Aaj se hum ,apne aapko,apni marzi se aapke havaale karte hai... """""''""''''''""""''""'"""""""''"""'" AISHWARYA SINGH KHANGAROT × YUVRAAJ MRITYUNJAY PRATAP SINGH RATHORE Taaron ke tootne se chand chamakna band nahi karta Mr. Rathore Hume jeene ke liye kisi ki zarurat nahi hoti Koi kisi ke bina nahi marta ...saanse fir bhi chalti hai .....dil fir bhi dhadakta hai....its just hormones × Pyaar ....is duniya ka sabse bada jhooth hai pyaar....sabse bada dhokha hai....sabse bada khel hai....sabse bada gunah hai...is shabd se bhi nafrat hai hume Ms.Khangarot Bas 1 saal...... or fir aap apne raste or hum apne """""""""""""""""""""""""""'''''"""' RAGHAV × MRITYUNJAY Aap humesha humare lakhan rahenge ....humari akhiri saans tak × Lakhan usi chita ke saath jal gaya tha jise humne apne haathon se 5 saal pehle aag lagayi thi ....hum mrityunjay hain jisne mrityu par vijay ki hai ..jo markar vapas laute hai ...jiski mrityu ka karan aap hai

"You fell in love with a storm and now don't wish to come out unscathed." They said. "I dont care." He replied. - Manal was everything a perfect and courteous girl should ever be, she did what she was told, she agreed with her elders, she gave the strings of her life to other, being only a puppet in a play until she realized it was all enough for her, she has tolerated enough. From a simple Manal, she changed into The Manal Haider, Chief executive officer of Haider corporation, overcoming from her past she transformed into a person people called as cruel, arrogant, witty and selfish. Winning became her passion, Until one day when Shehryaar Qureshi strolled into her life. Shehryaar Qureshi is everything girls dream of, handsome, arrogant and a narcissist. Being the Chief executive officer of Qureshi corporation he can do anything even if that includes tormenting his rival company, Haider corporation. Join the journey of Shehryaar and Manal and enjoy sweetness of romance, spice of fights, salt of past and pepper of unexpected future.

Not a novel or story writer....just a girl with lots of imagination... It's a collection of my imagined moments with people that I love whether it's my husband or my family members... No smut just lovely moments.....

She loves someone else still my heart relies within her... maybe i should stop but why can't i? she's not with him maybe i should...try? should I? ~~~him Why doesn't he love me back already? only if he knew... i should stop, he's not mine anyways why am I jealous? ~~~her THE STORY IS A FICTIONAL NARRATIVE uncover the mystery, what's her destiny? why her? how her? why him and how him? ~~~~•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••~~~~

Is this thing rolling? Okay. Hi, I'm Lulani Price. At school I'm just another nerd at the University of Rice dealing with heartbreak and anxiety and at home.....Well I'm my mother's one and only perfect daughter. My dad left me and my mom when I was just eight years old. He started a multi-million company, got remarried and started a new life. Well let's just say, that wasn't the best news. But anyway that's life....We have to expect from the unexpected. Speaking of the unexpected, I'm living with my crush from highschool. No, it's not one of those perfect story endings. I actually got to be his roommate not knowing who he actually was. Yeah, I guess I'll slowly find myself in this world of unexpected happenings.

Two empires. Two bloodlines older than God's mercy. The Rheo Dynasty of Greece. The Accardi Cosa Nostra of Sicily. Valeria Rheo was born with silence that could slice a throat without touching a blade. Black. Red. Greek goddess face and a soul that has forgotten softness a long time ago. She grew under bullets and discipline-her father's empire taught her calm cruelty, not romance. Damian Accardi was born rage. The oldest of four brutal Accardi sons, sculpted in violence and sharpened by betrayal. His father didn't raise him-he engineered him. Damian never forgave a woman in his life. Except one. The one he should've hated the most. When two mafia dynasties cross paths-ancient grudges awaken. Their hatred is instant. Their rivalry, legendary. Yet destiny didn't intend to let them walk away untouched. Love doesn't bloom here. It bleeds. It destroys. It rewrites rules carved in bone and war. This is not a love story. This is a war story where love becomes the most dangerous weapon.

Embrace the shadows and surrender to love's flame. Let's Dive into the world of Mafia with "ALESSIO and STELLA" Someone held my hand, I was pulled forward, and rolled, then again pulled forward. My hands rested on a hard chest and my eyes met a pair of blue eyes. They stared at me with indecipherable expressions. I couldn't see his whole face, as it was a masquerade and he was wearing a mask that covered a huge portion of his face. Also, lights were dim, and we were standing in shadows. Then suddenly, his hands slipped off my waist, and he was gone like a gush of the wind. I kept staring at his retreating figure, when again, he turned his head looking at me with those cold eyes. I tried my best but couldn't see his face as light just fell on his shining eyes, illuminating them even more.

"It was he who killed your sister" her eyes were begging him to defend himself.Hold her hand and tell her that his brother was lying but his turned away face was proof enough. ."...he was the one who trapped you here, and it was his idea to .." His grey eyes shooting with fire stopped him from saying any further. Despite everything ,this man never showed her his good side and she only faces his worst still she hoped there must be some good left in him deep down in the depth of his oceanic eyes. "Enough..he roared and the room silenced and then he left. ========== Zara , herslf,was a lost soul in his dark world of deception.but the moment when she became his light was never revealed to Haroun Sikander.

She had love him for years-even as he had a girlfriend and other girls, and continue to overlook her. When his car crashed and plunged into sea, she jumped in to save him... despite not knowing how to swim. Years later, he hated her,and they entered a marriage agreement. But just as he finally fell in love with her, she was ready to leave. The truth of that fateful day remained hidden-too late to stop what was to come.

The Shekhawats - a name that echoes power, pride, and legacy - stand tall as one of the most influential families in the world. In a shocking turn, the two heirs of this mighty dynasty are forced into secretive marriages with strangers they've never seen, let alone chosen. Behind closed doors, in separate rooms, two veiled brides sit silently, their palms marked by the crescent moons of their own nails - digging deep from anxiety, fear, and the looming weight of an unknown future. Meanwhile, the grooms, heirs to an empire, pace with fury in their eyes and betrayal in their hearts, questioning their family's motives. What is the reason behind this sudden, mysterious union? Who are these brides? And what conspiracy is brewing under the veil of tradition? A tale of power, secrets, and destiny begins - where love is a gamble, and truth lies hidden behind silk veils and sealed lips.