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🥇 #1 in Wattpad 🥇 #1 in WattpadIndia 🥇 #1 in WattpadRomance 🥇 #1 in WattpadFiction 🥇#1 in WattpadFanFiction 🥇 #1 in FirstStory 🥇#1 in Firstloves 🥇#1 in Wedding 🥇 And so many more rankings that still feel unreal to me! (13.06.2026) On the day of his wedding, Dhruv Malhotra was left at the altar. Humiliated. Betrayed. Enraged. And somehow, Riya ended up paying the price. Now trapped in a marriage neither of them wanted, Riya becomes the target of a man who looks at her like she ruined his life. Dhruv hates her. Riya fears him. But behind closed doors, hatred slowly begins to blur into something far more dangerous. Because in a marriage built on revenge... someone is bound to fall first.

Ishika married Sahil out of love. However, their marriage lasted only 2 years and her life became struggling mess after the divorce. . . . I never cared much for money; all I ever wanted was a happy married life with the love of my life, Sahil Malhotra. When we agreed to marry, I was filled with joy, believing that we would build a beautiful future together. But what should have been a dream soon morphed into a nightmare. The love I once cherished vanished, replaced by a suffocating darkness. Each day felt heavier, with the hope of love and I never imagined that the man I adored could cause me so much pain. I fought for us, hoping that one day he would love me back, but the love I longed for never came. I have made my decision: I will divorce him and reclaim my life. I refuse to let this misery define me any longer. My only goal now is to protect my younger brother, my last tether to a happier time. Since the tragic accident that stole our parents, he has become my everything. I won't be dependent on anyone. I will build a career, forge my own path, and create a life where we can both find peace. With every step I take, I'll carry the weight of our past, but I'll also embrace the hope of a brighter future. I'm ready to fight for our happiness, no matter the cost. Sahil and Ishika's relationship is a turbulent saga of passion and conflict. The tension between them simmers, fueled by misunderstandings and unspoken desires. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~^~~~~~~~~^~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ #1 in regret #1 in divorce #1 in husband #1 in wattpadindia #1 in Wattpad #1 in jealousy #2 in lovestory #2 in ceo #2 in wife #2 in loveatfirstsight #2 in love #3 in jealousy #3 in bxg

[PARTITION ROMANCE] 18+ She is a mute. He is a politician. And 1947 is burning around them. After surviving a brutal assault and losing her only family, Vrishty, a voiceless Hindu girl, is left alone in a town tearing itself apart. Hunted by the man who first claimed her, she hides in silence, until Meer, an emerging Muslim politician, becomes the only barrier between her and the chaos outside. Bound by guilt and an unexpected pull, Meer begins to realise his vicinity with the girl. But the nation which divided amongst the communal hate, will it be able to save these burning interfaith hearts, alive? __________________________ "In Islam" he continued quietly. "You cannot marry unless both agree... and unless both are Muslim" His expression twisted, a deep aching conflict. I shook my head, looking at him. As if almost pleading him. Noo...please....

#1- #Wattpad (05-09-2026) #1- Punjab #1- Cute #1- Meerut #1- Haryana #1-Introverti #1- Politics #1- Jatt "He rules Bathinda like it's his personal kingdom. She's just a quiet girl from Meerut who doesn't even speak his language-let alone bow down to him." Basuri Gupta didn't expect much when she packed her bags in Meerut, cleared CUET, and moved halfway across the country to study at the Central University of Punjab. Staying at her father's old friend's house seemed safe enough. She liked her jeans, she kept her head down, and she spoke only when she had to. She certainly didn't plan on meeting him. Nihal Sandhu is everything Bathinda warns you about. Six-foot-two of unhinged, hot-tempered chaos, wrapped in crisp shirts, Nehru jackets, aviators, and a heavy gold kadha clinking against his wrist. He's the guy who drives a black Thar like he owns the pavement, smokes away his volatile patience, and rules a tight-knit circle of ruthless boys who don't answer to anyone. When Nihal's eyes first land on the quiet, unbothered girl staying at his best friend's house-a girl who looks right through his dark stares instead of trembling-it snaps something inside him. She thinks she can just fade into the background. He's about to make sure her whole world revolves around him. "Akhaan vich ankh paun ton dardi ae, par mere dil diyan saariyan chahbiyaan ehde kol ne... sach aakhda, eh Meerut aali kudi mera sab kujh lut ke le gayi ae." (Translation: She's scared to look me in the eyes, but she holds all the keys to my heart... honestly speaking, this girl from Meerut has looted and stolen my entire world.) A slow-burn, obsessive romance filled with cultural clashes, language barriers, quiet defiance, and a Jatt who doesn't know how to let go once he's hooked.

Not every female lead of the story is a strong and extra ordinary. Vrunda is a any other ordinary girl married to the most handsome man that she ever loved but some things are just never meant to be. Trope Grumpy × Grumpy English is not my first language Please support Like and comment

"He thought I was his fiance when he pushed me in his bed". She was just the quiet florist girl-delivering roses, not trouble. But when she stepped into the mansion with that bouquet, he mistook her for his runaway fiancée. And when the city's most feared mafia lord makes a mistake... he never lets it go. But was she really mute or pretending, it's still a mystery.

Rathore Series 1 ---------------------------- In the heart of Rajasthan rules Ekaksh Singh Rathore-a cold, ruthless king, the unstoppable CEO of Infinity, and the feared eagle of the underworld. His world has no room for weakness, no place for love, and no mercy for betrayal. One wrong move, and existence itself is erased. Yet, all his rules shatter the moment he sees Misthi, His Sunshine-a survivor scarred by a tragic past, a young woman who lost her parents seeking justice and carries the weight of her pain with unmatched strength. In one glance, she pierces through his iron walls, igniting a fire neither of them saw coming. What will happen when their faith in intervened ? Will she ever get love ? Will he becomes her healer? Will they spend their whole life together or destiny had some other plans ? Jump inside the story to know more !!

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𝙍𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙣 × 𝙏𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙖 🖤✨ 𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙑𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 ( A standalone Novel Also) Untying her the man said, "I got what I wanted you may go back wherever you want" "Do you think they will accept me after everything you have done?" she said giving a vengeful look. "What was my fault? Why do you destroy my life?" she screamed. "Your fault is that you are that man's daughter" he said coldly holding her chin with one hand. . . . Sarfaraaz Talukder Rayan, son of an ex politician is a businessman with secrets. He has nourished an ocean of vengeance from his childhood for an army person. The aim of his life is to destroy that man's dignity and snatch away happiness from his life. Tania Shafiq Hussein, daughter of Major Shafiq Hussein, is a medical student, an epitome of innocence. She is the apple of the eyes of the whole family. . . . What will happen when Tania's peaceful life is destroyed by Sarfaraaz, who makes her hated by her own family, her father who loved him more than anything. How does she help him heal despite being destroyed by him? Will love ever bloom between them or they just remain as enemies?

𝘼𝙣 𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙙-𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙨. 𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙫𝙤𝙬 𝙣𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚, 𝙮𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩. . . . . . 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓 - 𝟏𝟐/𝟎𝟑/𝟐𝟓 𝐄𝐍𝐃 - ......

𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐗 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐫 YN~"Don't you dare pretend I meant nothing.....we meant nothing, You don't forget someone like that-someone you-" Jk~" Someone I what, Shin? Someone I used to lose control with?" He closes the distance, backing her up against the desk until the edge digs into her hips. YN~"You're crossing the line!" Jk~"No, I'm reminding you where the line used to be. You remember that, don't you? When you used to writh under me ,just by the fan of my breath against your neck?" "You want to know what changed? Nothing. You still react the same way-still can't hide what I do to you." "Don't tempt me, Shin. You wouldn't survive it if I stopped pretending to be your commanding officer for even a second!" ____________ "In war, love isn't a sanctuary-it's a liability." When a brutal strike wipes out the frontline base's entire medical team, Doctor Shin YN is thrust straight into the meat grinder. She trained for every horror an active combat zone could throw at her: mortar shells, triage in the dark, and blood on her hands.​She was ready for the carnage. She was ready to bleed.​She wasn't ready for the commanding officer. ​Stepping into the command tent to give her introduction, YN comes face-to-face with the ultimate ghost from her past: Major Jeon Jungkook. ​The boy whose heart she shattered six years ago is gone. In his place stands a hardened soldier-cold, lethal, and carrying the bitter scars of her abrupt departure. Now, YN is trapped under his command on a base where enemy fire isn't the only threat. ​With a mole lurking inside their ranks and an ambush closing in, the line between professional duty and intoxicating temptation begins to blur. Forced together under constant threat, every lingering touch in the dark ignites a dangerous fire neither can control. ​YN came to save lives. But in Major Jeon's warzone, the hardest thing to survive might be the secret of why she left him...

DEDICATION: To all the book girlies, who hide their swooning hearts behind a mask of innocence... who dreams of a husband who will pour his love into her, filling every crevice of her being, even if she never received that love from her family. who yearn for a love that consumes their soul, body, and heart... Meet your new obsession, your fictional soulmate, the one who'll make your knees tremble like jelly and your heart skip a beat. Get ready to fall head over heels for the charming, captivating, and utterly irresistible man-the one who'll steal your heart, and maybe even your soul... NOTE: If you're not comfortable with the Hindi language, please wait until this book is completed or edited (no subtitles available). ..... Troups ╰┈➤Arrange marriage ╰┈➤Enemies to lover (tom and jerry) ╰┈➤ Love at first sight q ╰┈➤ family revenge ╰┈➤fluffy romance .......... Note: this is my 1st story as such soft romantic type so there can be lot's of mistakes n i wrote this book on impulse 😔 so don't hate it for that.... N inshallah soon i will edit this book filhal mere pass time ki kaami chl rhi h❤️‍🔥 Trending: 30july2026, 31st July, August: 1, 2, 3, 4 (2026) Sept: 16, 17 (2026

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"I am not a saint. I am a sin who will devour you, worship every inch of you until you forget where pain ends and pleasure begin." Her jaw clenched. A humorless chuckle escaped her lips. "I am your biggest mistake, Mr. Yugarth Singh Rathore." His laugh was a shard of glass in the darkness. He leaned in, a promise of violence in his eyes. "Careful. My mistakes don't get second chances. They get buried." Her jaw tightened, a last, futile show of strength. "Don't try to touch me. Stay away." His smirk was a wolf's, baring teeth. "You're saying this when I am already burning deep inside you, jaan? "Your body is my sanctuary," he murmured, voice a low rumble that vibrated through her veins, dark as the abyss they danced on the edge of. "The only thing I ever worship is you. I am devoted to every inch of you." "I don't worship gods," he murmured. "I worship the ruin I chose... and that ruin is you."

𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐕𝐞𝐢𝐥 Raven Swan has always lived in the quiet shadows of Forks, a town that seems too small for secrets, yet strange enough to hide them. At eighteen, she's spent her life under the roof of her father, attending high school and moving with her own circle of friends, never needing the Cullens, never wanting their attention. She knows them by name, has glimpsed them from a distance, and has felt the whispers of their strange presence-but she's never truly been part of their world. Raven is calm, observant, and quietly formidable. She doesn't need to prove herself; people notice because she is. Her mysterious aura makes her seem untouchable, but beneath the surface lies a heart that craves connection, even if she doesn't let it show. For decades, Alice Cullen kept a secret: a vision of a girl who didn't yet exist, destined to be the anchor for Jasper's war-torn soul. When Bella Swan arrives in Forks, it all started. The moment Raven finally gets paired in a project class with the Jasper Hale, the vision finally becomes a reality. As an empath who has spent a century drowning in the emotions of others, Jasper finds an impossible "calm" in Raven-a silent strength that challenges his control and offers him a peace he never thought he deserved. While their connection was foretold long ago, the path through the supernatural dangers of the Olympic Peninsula is anything but certain. Together, they must navigate the thin line between a predestined fate and the choice to love, proving that even the most turbulent heart can find its home in the one person Alice saw coming a lifetime ago.

Gaano mo kayang tiisin ang sakit na unti-unting nakakaupos, at ang katahimikang dahan-dahan kang inuubos? Fire Officer Avery Montiero lives to serve, not because it's her dream, but because it's what her father expects of her. Being a firefighter was her duty. But in the quiet corners of her soul, something else burned brighter-ang pangarap niya sa pagluluto. Stifled by her father's strict prohibitions, it remained just that, a dream she was never allowed to live. Then came Seian Jey Lirazan, transferred to their station as the new Fire Captain. Unbeknownst to her fellow officers, they were childhood best friends, someone she has always loved. Ang pagmamahal na iyon? It flickers, it aches, it burns quietly. And maybe that's the cruelest part-ang pangarap niya, ang ama niya, ang pagmamahal na gusto niya... Everything in between burned in silence. 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 Date Written: August 26, 2024 Bookcover Made by Artselily

President Maxwell Alejandro Lim is a man of strict boundaries-a germaphobe who keeps the world at arm's length with his famous line, "I don't like kisses." But everything changes when he meets Amara Queen Arceta, a fearless event planner who thrives in chaos. In a world where distance defines him and closeness defines her, their clashing worlds spark a journey from rivalry to a love neither expected. Wattpad Series | R-18

Well sometimes the life isn't what you think and your husband isn't the one you imagined ........ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .( Not edited)

#1- 1990s [15/02/26] #2 - 1990s [07/01/26] #61 - Wattpad [06/07/26] #72 - Wattpad [20/03/2026] #126 - Wattpad [15/02/26] #147 - Wattpad [30/01/26] #164 - Wattpad [23/01/26] #172 - Wattpad [11/01/26] Her mother watched her for a moment, then spoke again-this time more deliberate, like she was counting beads on a mala. "Aur sirf roti banana hi kaafi nahi hota, Janvi," she said, turning the tawa. Janvi looked up. "Toh aur kya-kya hota hai maa?" Her mother sighed, not tired-just seasoned. "Sab kaam seekhne padte hain. Kapde dhona, bartaan manjhna, subah sabse pehle uthna..." She continued, as if listing everyday items from memory. "Saree pehnna dhang se, pallu sambhalna, ghunghat mein chalna..." Janvi wrinkled her nose. "Ghunghat mein? Maa, dikhega bhi kuch ya bas andhere mein hi chalna padega? Nah baba nah, hum gir gaye toh...Hum nahi daalenge ghunghat vunghat." Her mother smiled briefly but didn't stop. "Aur baat-baat par zubaan sambhalni hoti hai. Bade-buzurgon se izzat se baat, aur..." she paused for half a second, then added, "Pati jo kahe, usse bhi tameez aur adab se sunna hota." Janvi's hands stilled again. "Har baat?" "Har baat," her mother replied quietly. The silence stretched, broken only by the hiss of a roti puffing up. Janvi looked down at the dough stuck to her fingers, then muttered, half-joking, half-serious, "Maa, yeh sasural hai ya gulaami?" Her mother let out a soft, knowing laugh. "Dono samajh le," she said. She handed Janvi a finished roti. "Isliye kehti hoon-yahan seekh le. Baad mein wahan koi sikhata nahi, bas umeed karta hai..aur umeedo pe nahi khade utarne pe sirf taane."