Arranged Stories

In a home where love was a currency, she was always bankrupt. Her parents' affection was reserved for the twin who reflected their every hope, leaving her to inherit the hushed comparisons and soft dismissals. She was constantly reminded of her lesser worth, but she never imagined her marriage would be a cast-off from the twin who was truly desired. Offered as a consolation prize, she expects only disappointment in a loveless union. Yet, the journey of marriage becomes an unexpected path to self-discovery. The Color Of My Own Sky is a story of the invisible bruises that shape a soul, and the battle to finally find the courage to paint your own brilliant horizon. Nov. 3 ©deey_jah

Caius Thorn, the ruthless and untouchable Italian Don, has built his empire on blood, power, and absolute control. He feels nothing, fears nothing-and he plans to keep it that way. When he's forced into an arranged marriage with Valeria DeLuca, the only daughter of Matteo DeLuca, a high-profile Spanish businessman, Caius expects nothing more than a contract on paper. A wife in name only. But Valeria is nothing like the women in his world. Fiery, innocent, and completely unaware of the darkness surrounding her, she has spent her life as an architect, untouched by the criminal empire her father has carefully hidden from her. She doesn't know what lurks in the shadows-and Caius intends to keep it that way. He has no interest in love. No patience for weakness. But Valeria? She's a firecracker, a storm he never saw coming. And for the first time in his life, the cold-hearted Don might just lose control.

"Vikram... please..." Naina cried softly as he dragged her down the grand staircase of the Rathore mansion. Her tears blurred her vision while her trembling hands tried to loosen his painful grip around her wrist. "I didn't steal anything..." But Vikram didn't stop. "Get out!" he said dangerously quiet, throwing her bag near her feet. Naina looked at him shattered completely. "Suniye... main kaha jaungi...?" she asked broken. Then Vikram looked at her with eyes colder than she had ever seen before. "Go back to your world, you cannot digest luxuries " He said.. Tropes: Secret Baby ✧ Rejected Pregnant Wife ✧ Morally Grey Hero ✧ Dominant Hero × innocent Heroine ✧ Angst Romance ✧ Groveling Hero ✧ Possessive MMC

One night. One mistake. One life-altering consequence. When Ira Kapoor, a girl born into wealth and perfection, wakes up to two pink lines and a blurry memory, her carefully curated world unravels. The father? Anirudh Sharma-a grounded, soft-spoken manager at an event firm, older than her by a few years and miles apart in lifestyle. Neither love nor even friendship ties them together. Only a moment of impulsiveness they never meant to share-and a child they never planned to create. Forced into a sudden marriage to preserve her family's honour, Ira finds herself in a modest home, far from the comforts of her past and with a man she barely knows. Her heart resists, her pride rebels. Middle-class life feels suffocating, and Anirudh's quiet existence is a world she doesn't understand. But beneath the surface of their mismatched lives is something unexpected-kindness that doesn't demand, patience that doesn't waver, and a slow-burning bond that begins to take root. As monsoon skies roll above and the seasons shift, so do their hearts. Love doesn't arrive in grand gestures-it seeps in gently, through shared cups of tea, silent understanding, and the quiet promises of two people learning to walk a path they never chose, but might just learn to call home. Under the Same Sky is a tender, evocative tale of accidental beginnings and unexpected love-where two strangers become partners, parents, and perhaps... soulmates. "They weren't a fairytale-but under the same sky, they learned how to write their own." ❤️ (The chapters are edited with the help of Chatgpt) Started : 22 June, 2025 Rankings: #1 in destiny - 15.02.2026 #1 in richgirl - 24.03.2026

Forced to marry the man who hates her. Dying from a disease she won't tell him about. Still hopelessly in love with him anyway. Luna Hartley has three months left. She plans to spend every single one of them loving Ethan Sinclair from a distance - the only way he's ever allowed her to. But Ethan is starting to notice things. Small things. Things that don't add up. And the truth - when it finally comes - will destroy everything. Including him.

༺ 𝑨 𝑻𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑺𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝑷𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 ༻ [Previously known as "Married to Devil"] This is the story of an Orphan girl who married to Devil... In this story the male lead is Billionaire CEO and his name is Rajveer Singhania and the Female lead is Orphan girl and her name is Ishqi... Rajveer Singhania is an arrogant, rude and cold-hearted person. He is The King of business world and very dangerous person. For his one glance girls run around him but he did not pay attention to them. Here, Ishqi is an orphan girl and she is kindhearted girl. She is friend of Rajveer's sister and both are study in collage. She is most beautiful girl in her collage. She is very strong girl and very well know how to control her emotions as she is very emotional and sensitive person which is known by none. ---------------------------------------------------- Man was holding the hand of girl and taking her in mandap... Girl: Mr. Singhania, where are you taking me? (in confusion) Man: to get married... Girl: what? (in extreme shock) Then girl look at everyone and see that they are also shock as much as she was... then she again looks at the man who is in his anger state... ----------------------------------------------------- Girl: but in all that what is my fault... that you gave this punishment to me... (while crying) Man: what is your fault? What did you think, you will spike my drink and I will not understand... what did you think about me... that I am some random person to trap in your plans... (gritting his teeth) before I do something, just leave from here... When this Devil marry the innocent girl name Ishqi, will she get the love which was never written in her destiny from her birth or she has to face hurdle to get love, as from the starting she has no one for herself... #1 out of 5.38k in caring (22/7) #1 out of 2.2k in businessman (30/7) NOTE: All

A curse, alive in the two most powerful families. A contract written in blood. Promises made by fates. Secrets in every breath that's held here. Some debts don't die. They live in bloodlines like a second heartbeat - quiet, patient, pulling. The curse is old. Older than the families carrying it. Older than the walls built to contain it. It does not warn. It simply waits - in the blood, in the bone, And the two people at its center - utterly unaware. Vartika Singh. A lawyer hunting injustice. A RAW agent ending it. Both drenched in secrets. Both haunted by the same aching nightmare - the specific nightmare of someone whose heart remembers things her mind was never told. Then comes a promise that puts everything at stake. And it leads her - because fate does not ask permission - straight into the Rathore Empire. Like fate signed the contract before she ever knew the terms. Because here, nobody tells the whole truth. Every smile hides a strategy. Walls whisper. Corridors remember. Loyalty is just another mask worn until it becomes inconvenient. In this empire - truth destroys more than lies ever could. Then she meets him. Devansh Singh Rathore. Charming. Dangerous. A man who wears deception in layers - truth buried under arrogance, intentions hidden beneath power. Why is he the villain? Or is he simply the only one honest about being dangerous? Before she finds the answer, she is bound to him. A marriage. A war disguised as vows. But living under the same roof blurs lines her agency never warned her about. Because Devansh is not just a husband she must endure - he is a man who senses deception, who might destroy her mission simply by looking too closely. And her heart - which remembers things her mind doesn't - recognises him. Not his face. Not his name. Something older than both. The curse, finally closing the distance it was always going to close. Her heart remembered things her mind didn't. The only question - would she let herself remember too.

Samrat had Vaidehi pinned between himself and the wall. There was no softness in his grip-only a dangerous kind of intensity that felt more like possession than love. He kept kissing her again and again, as if he had completely lost control over himself.

Alana has always found comfort in her bedroom, especially now with the Crown Prince of Greece warming her bed, but she never thought it'd spark disaster. *** Alana dislikes change. She's perfectly happy with her life until her father decides to ship her and the family off to Australia. In an act of rebellion, Alana refuses to find a job, instead choosing to spend her time sleeping with Phillip, a man with a body of a Greek God. But when things turn sideways and she ends up pregnant with the prince's baby, Alana realizes she's stumbled upon a lot more change and responsibilities than she has bargained for. Content/Trigger Warning: this story contains mentions of violence and abortion [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

Bound Before Birth is a story woven between destiny, royalty, spiritual warfare, and the painful question of choice. At its heart is Eliza a village girl chosen before birth to become queen in a kingdom bound by ancient covenants and hidden secrets. This story explores two opposing spiritual worlds: traditional ancestral power and faith in God, while showing how both kingdoms fight fiercely for influence over human destinies. Expect mystery, emotional tension, forbidden truths, family secrets, romance, prophecy, and characters forced to question everything they were taught to believe. What makes this story special is that not every battle is physical some are spiritual, emotional, and deeply personal. Every choice carries weight. Every dream means something. And every character is being pulled toward a destiny greater than themselves. Welcome to a world where love, power, worship, and prophecy collide.

The four Sultanates stood divided not by borders, but by silence. A silence heavy with old betrayals, unspoken grudges, and a war that never needed swords to draw blood. Among them, Zarqaan and Rawaan remained locked in a conflict that never reached the battlefield-only thrones, councils, and whispered orders that shaped the fate of nations. No one declared war. But everyone lived inside one. And then came the engagement. A gathering meant to secure alliances with Mehrabad, a court of wealth and diplomacy, where Princess Zahira Rawaan was promised to Prince Aariz Mehrabad-a union that carried the weight of politics, yet was softened by something rarer in such worlds... affection. For she did not hate him. She was still bound to a future decided long before her heart was ever asked for permission. Until he arrived. Sultan Zavian Zarqaan. No announcement followed his presence. No warning preceded his gaze. Yet the moment he arrived within the boundaries of the engagement gathering, something in the balance of power shifted quietly... irrevocably. And then-just for a moment he saw her. A glimpse. From a distant balcony, half-veiled in silk and shadow, where light broke softly against the latticework, revealing nothing fully... yet enough to change everything. That was all it took. For politics to blur. For reason to falter. And for something far more dangerous than war to begin its quiet rise. What followed was not chaos in the open-but something far more calculated. A proposal disguised as diplomacy. A threat wrapped in mercy. A deal delivered at the edge of silence. Sultan Zavian Zarqaan did not ask for permission. He offered Rawaan a choice. Marriage. Or ruin. A union bound by law, sealed by survival-where Rawaan would retain its throne under his "protection," and pay its yearly tribute as the price of peace. But everyone understood the truth beneath the terms. This was not protection. This was claim. And in a world where crowns are never surrendered willingly!

"You are mine, not because I desire you... but because you belong to this empire." When Ananya, a spirited village girl, is married off to the cold and feared Emperor Aditya, she finds herself trapped in a world of silk, secrets, and steel. Known for his ruthless rule yet fair judgment, Aditya shows no warmth-until Ananya's courage sparks a fire in his frozen heart. A year passes, and whispers of a queen grow louder. Ministers and even his mother push him toward a politically advantageous marriage. When the cunning King Veer of Mithila invites him for his birthday, Aditya encounters the king's stunning daughter, Princess Ishani-and finds himself caught in a trap he never intended. One night changes everything: honor demands marriage, hearts collide, and Ananya must navigate jealousy, sabotage, and secrets in a palace where love is as dangerous as power. Will passion and duty tear them apart... or bind them together in ways no empire can control?

This is the story of great Singhania siblings. Their past and pain, theirs flaws that got their healer. Everyone hides their pain within themselves but soon they got their comforts in their forevers. Here, we will see that rich people's also got their flaws they also cries even of they have everything they still lacks their comforts. The characters of the story has their own strength and ambitions. Every character is focused in their own manners. pls don't forget to show your support to your new author . Thank you Language Hindi+ english Tropes Marriage first love later🎀 Office couple🖇️ Bold and introvert 🫥 Bestfriend's sister 🫠

Advika wasnt someone to be crossed paths with. Because she'd become a dangerous obsession before even making a lasting impact. Advika Srivastav [ BUSINESSWOMAN & DOCTOR ] The middle daughter of the Oberoi family. Anybody could fall for her sweet voice , bubbly persona and her blissful smile. She's clumsy. Yeah she claims that. But her clumsiness became the biggest mistake of her life which led her to feel unlikely to be involved in love when given a second chance. She finds comfort in herself before she knew that her comfort lied in HIM. Shaurya Rathore. [ BUSINESSMAN ] His presence was enough to evoke both awe and fear in people's minds. No one dares to meet his sharp gaze. He carries a stance thats calculated and precised. Known as the unbothered overpowered , work driven CEO of Rathore industries & Co. Raising his empire at levels too high to match standards with. He wasnt a man waiting for love, until fate made him meet his star again , HER. What would happen when fate decides to tie them against each path? What will happen when this Mr. Distant yet charming CEO falls for his little star from childhood again ? What happens when Advika gets more attention than the girls waiting in the long line? Read to find out their chaotic , interesting and indulging chemistry ! TROPES- Age Gap Childhood friends to lovers Enemies to lovers Sunshine x Grumpy FML second chance at love. Healing her scars. Obsessive ML Possessive, jealous and anger issues combo ML.

᯽ "An Arrange Marriage" ᯽ Raghav and Siya tied the knot in the presence of everyone, wrapped in blessings and rituals. But marriage is easy holding it together is not. Because marriage is not just about vows, sindoor, or a ceremony it is about love, promises, sacrifices, and the effort to stay. ───•~❉᯽❉~•─── He married her out of duty. She stepped into the marriage with quiet hope. Two strangers, bound by a sacred bond, trying to find meaning in something they never chose. He can give her everything everything he owns except his time. And she doesn't want his wealth only his presence. "Everything I own can be yours just not the hours I am bound to." ~Raghav "Your presence matters to me more thaneverything you own." ~ Siya In a marriage where love wasn't the beginning... will it ever become the reason to stay

"You are in my mind, in my heart and in my prayers... you are a part of me" She is the princess of the Emirates, the elder daughter of the Ruler and in the next in line to be the successor. But she isn't married yet... not because no one wants her but because the one she wants might be out of reach. So, she is waiting for the one she wants, with a spark of hope and a small dua on her lips. ______________________________ "You are the light of my life, the desire of my heart and the prayer of my nights" He is the secretary General, the man who knows everything with memory, he is the one who knows all the royal secrets and the one who covers them up. But there is one thing he doesn't know... he might be good with the affairs of the state, but he is not smart with the matter of his heart. . . What happens when they are arranged to get married? Can a royal and commoner become one? or will their differences come in between? who is the one she is praying for? and what happens when a composed princess gets married to cold hearted general? Will this arrangement ever be successful? . . A story of responsibility, love and arranged hearts. A standalone book. All rights reserved. Airafic.

"It's been just a week since I joined this university and I already think Pharmacology is the worst subject." Mirha said it casually while sitting across the annoyingly handsome stranger in the lab. Not knowing Pharmacology was his major subject. The subject he taught. A smirk appeared on his face just as another student walked into the lab. "Good morning, Arsalan sir." Her eyes widened instantly. He slowly stood up from the table, his gaze locking with hers before saying, "So, Miss Mirha... what were you saying? That it's none of my business when I asked where you completed your bachelor's from?" Then after a small pause- "Well, now you know why it was my business." Realization hit her like a slap. Because the man she had been arguing with this entire time looked far too young, far too casual, and far too attractive to be a professor. And she had already messed everything up.

Oriana dedicated herself to finding a title of her own. Whether that be her father's after his passing or as an advisor to the monarch, her uncle. Both of these plans falter as her father promises her to one of the two heirs to a newly split country, Doldjire. Meeting every year until they finally reach the age to be wed. A year into their peace, the monarch of Doldjire is killed and the two disappear. On the run from the other half of the once conjoined Xeldjire, and rival country, Aldjire.

Two ultra-wealthy families-longtime rivals in business, politics, and influence-have spent decades sabotaging each other. Lawsuits, hostile takeovers, scandals... neither side can fully destroy the other without mutual collapse. They reach a final stalemate. The solution: merge power through marriage to stabilize assets, avoid external threats, and quietly end the war. Complication: Both heirs are sons. Instead of abandoning the plan, the families double down-because legally, financially, and strategically, this union still secures everything they need. This is not about romance. It's a corporate treaty disguised as a marriage. But the problem is deeper both hate each other to the core, one is cold and reserved with strategic mind (Lee Felix) and other is impulsive boy with no limits in his life, doing whatever he wants as his life is surrounded by scandals and gossips , the real BAD BOY (Hwang Hyunjin)