Marriage mga kuwento

My boyfriend has been cheating on me with my sister for two years. We locked eyes before my sister smiled. I knew that smile. That was the one she made when something went her way. And I'm sure she wanted me to see them. "Hey, Alma. Merry Christmas", Mila said happily, hugging my boyfriend. They grined at me on my bed - completely naked. "Screw you, Mila." That was my Christmas' present two years ago. The solution? Leave. Far away. Maybe even forever. Out of sight, out of mind. Or so I thought... Until my mother called. My sister and James were getting married. I had to come back home. For better or for worse. Before first ? Let's me get drunk tonight at the club and forget about these painful memories. At least, that's what I thought. . . #1 in Wedding

Nushrat was the epitome of clumsiness and cuteness. Vardhan, was always calm and composed. And they lived just a window away. So when her family decided that he was an amazing man, and that he should be more than just a neighbour, their life changed. Because now, they were more than just a stranger across the Khidki (window). ✼　 ҉　 ҉　 ҉　 ҉　✼ [Age gap] [Vintage romance] [90s] [Fluffy]

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

𝒁𝒂𝒚𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑲𝒉𝒂𝒏 - The powerful and ever-controlled heir of Khan Villa. A man of few words, built on rules, responsibility, and restraint. The perfect son, the respected CEO - but behind those calm eyes hides a storm he never lets out. Especially when it comes to her. 𝑨𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒌 - The innocent heartbeat of Shaik Villa. A soft-spoken, chocolate-loving girl who still believes in fairytales and wears her dupatta like a crown. Adored by everyone, protected by her brothers - and unknowingly, claimed by one man since childhood. Bound by a nikkah no one speaks of, separated by years and silence... their worlds collide again - where unspoken rights turn into undeniable claims, and a quiet girl becomes the center of a man's controlled chaos. ⚠️ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕 This story is my little world, where I set the rules and let the drama unfold 😌✨ If you're here to enjoy, buckle up for feels, drama, and twists. If you came to hate... well, scroll, clap your hands, and move on 👏😏 Loyal readers, get ready - Zayden & Arshiya's story isn't for the faint-hearted 😉💥 [𝙃𝙪𝙢𝙞𝙮𝙖_𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙯]

"Biryani.", Navya answered. "And Yash wants to talk to you.", Navya said to Vivaan, gesturing for Yash to start speaking. He sighed before turning to his older brother. "Look, bhai, I need you to talk to ma. I cannot get married. I just cannot.", Yash said firmly. "Why? You gay?", Vivaan asked taking a bite of biryani straight from the cooking pot. Navya gave him a look and snatched the spoon from him, but he ignored her, turning back to his brother who was glaring at him. "Just talk to ma, Vivaan", Yash rolls his eyes. "You think I can change her mind? Trust me, if i could, I wouldn't have married Navya.", Vivaan says bluntly, and Navya's jaw practically drops at her husband's brutal comment. Yash raised an eyebrow. It was true. Vivaan was the most stubborn of all three brothers and if even he had given in to their mother, it meant, she was invincible, and Yash was fucked. That is the moment Yash realized that he wasn't getting out of this one. Read fast to dive deep into this family of assholes😘

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]]

‎‎She was always the quiet one. The girl who sat alone. The girl people never noticed. ‎ Meher is a very quiet and introverted girl. In school, she has no friends, no group, and no one to talk to. She often sits alone, eats alone, and feels invisible. Studies are difficult for her, and slowly she starts believing that she is not good enough at anything. School gives her more fear than memories. She learns early how to survive alone. ‎ Then Viraj enters her life. ‎ The son of her father's friend. Her neighbour. And slowly... her only friend. ‎ Viraj is everything Meher is not-confident, extroverted, smart, and a school topper who fits easily into the world around him. ‎ He sat beside her when no one else did. Walked with her when silence felt heavy. Studied with her when she doubted herself the most. Somewhere between shared pencils, late evenings, growing pressure, and unspoken understanding, Viraj became the only place where Meher felt safe. ‎ He became her comfort. ‎ And without even realizing when or how, Meher fell in love quietly, deeply, the kind of love that grows in silence and lives only in the heart. ‎ But love is never simple. ‎ Will Meher ever find the courage to confess her feelings? Does Viraj feel the same... or does he see her only as a friend? And what happens when life, careers, and dreams start pulling them in different directions? ‎ Never Mine is a slow-burn, emotional story of deep love, quiet feelings, self-doubt, and growing up-a story about emotions that are never spoken, but felt deeply in the heart. ‎ Note: This story contains no toxicity, no cheating, and no toxic men. Every character is written with respect, emotional depth, and human flaws - not cruelty. This is a safe, soft story focused on healing, growth, and mature love.

It is the story of twenty three year old girl who falls for her twenty nine year old married boss. One unfortunate night when her boss calls her to pick him up from the bar at drunk state one thing leads to another making her pregnant with his baby. When she finds out and prepares herself to tell to her boss the wife comes along with the anouncement of counseling for their broken marriage and her alcoholic habits. Nothing comes out as solution than resigning prior one month notice and leave.

I never thought I'd enter my 30's as a divorcee, yet here I am. We had the perfect love story. High school sweethearts. The kind of relationship our siblings idolized. My friends always told me how lucky I was to have such an amazing, attentive husband. But one day I received a message that would change everything. With that one message, a web of lies came undone and the future I had envisioned came crashing down.

Original Work I am a 30 years old woman who lives alone. My parents passed away in my early days and I became an orphan. I strive so hard in life to earn anything that I want. I worked so hard that I didn't even bother to look for a partner in life. All that matters to me is my cafe that I worked so hard to built. But all of it went for naught when I suddenly found myself reincarnated in some kind of fantasy novel. It is one of the best selling novel back in seoul. It's all about the male lead's abusive and dark past in the dukedom with his tyrant mother. Now come to think of it, I reincarnated in the novel as the duchess and guess what!!! I reincarnated inside this novel, just after the consummation night!!! ©LIZZANNAWRITES

Elena Rivera thought she had the perfect life. A loving husband. Two beautiful children. Sixteen years of marriage built on trust. When Marcus is diagnosed with life-threatening liver failure, Elena doesn't hesitate. She donates part of her own liver to save his life. She nearly dies for him. But months later, Elena comes home early one night... and hears laughter coming from her bedroom. Her husband. Her cousin. In her bed. Marcus thinks Elena will forgive him like she always has. He thinks she will stay. What he doesn't realize is that the woman who walked into that bedroom is not the same woman who once sacrificed everything for him. And this time... Elena isn't choosing love. She's choosing revenge.

"𝕭𝖔𝖙𝖍 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖊, 𝕭𝖔𝖙𝖍 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖈𝖊, "𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖎𝖋𝖋𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖔𝖓𝖑𝖞 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙, 𝕺𝖓𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖉, 𝕬𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝕺𝖚𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖑" 𝗔𝗵𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵 𝗥𝗮𝗷𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶 ᴀ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴏɴᴇ ғᴇᴀʀs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪsᴇ ᴀɴᴅ sʜɪɴᴇ ᴏғ ʀᴀᴊᴡᴀsʜɪ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴇᴏ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀᴊᴡᴀɴsʜɪ ᴇᴍᴘɪʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴇʟɪɢɪʙʟᴇ ʙᴀᴄʜᴇʟᴏʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ʀᴀᴊᴀsᴛʜᴀɴ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ 𝟹3 ɪɴ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴡᴇᴇᴋs ɢɪʀʟs ᴅɪᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪᴍ ʙᴇ ʜᴇ....... 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗵𝘃𝗶 𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗿𝗮 sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴋɪᴅ sʜᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴀs ʜᴇʀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ sʜᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ɪᴛ's ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʜᴇʀ ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴜɴʙᴇᴀʀᴀʙʟᴇ ᴘᴀsᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ's ғᴇᴀʀғᴜʟ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇs ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴀs ɪᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴅᴇᴄɪsɪᴏɴ 𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝗹𝗲𝘁'𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗶𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗲 "𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗮"

ORGINALLY A 'PAID' STORY. NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON/KU *** 4 CHAPTER SAMPLE HERE *** Jake Bryant must stop the criminal mastermind who orchestrated the murder of his best friend from killing his new family. ***** More dark secrets from Jake Bryant's past come to light. Dolan, the criminal mastermind who ordered the hit on Jake's best friend, Tom, is searching for evidence Tom collected against him for another murder - evidence Tom hid with his widow before his death. Desperate to bring Dolan to justice, Jake finds himself in a race against time to save the lives of those he loves. But with allies double-crossing him left and right, Jake must discover who he can trust before Tom's family is destroyed along with the evidence. Can Jake win the race or will he die just like his friend? [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]]

Everyone in the city knew Kabir Rathore. Not by his face- but by his name spoken in whispers. He controlled ports, money routes, men who didn't ask questions. He wasn't loud. He wasn't cruel for fun. His power came from silence-and from the fact that no one ever saw him lose control. Until Aanya. She wasn't part of his world. A simple girl-soft voice, cotton dupatta, eyes that still believed people were good. She worked in a small bookstore near the old market, unaware that the street she crossed every day belonged to him. One wrong night . One wrong place . She witnessed something she wasn't meant to. Kabir didn't threaten her. Didn't raise his voice. Didn't touch her. She lived in his house like a shadow- safe, watched, untouched. He never entered her room. Never asked questions. Never explained himself. But he made sure: No one scared her. No one raised a voice near her. No blood ever crossed her sight. At night, Aanya would hear gunshots far away. In the morning, Kabir would sit across from her at breakfast, sleeves rolled up, hands clean, eyes unreadable. "You're not afraid of me?" he asked once. She swallowed. "I am," she said honestly. "But I think you're afraid of yourself more." That was the first crack. Kabir had built his life on control. And she-without trying-was undoing it. He started coming home earlier. Violence made him restless instead of calm. Her presence felt dangerous... not because she was weak- -but because she was good. And good things didn't survive in his world. The city called him a monster. She saw a man who stood between her and darkness- even when he himself was the darkness.

Jungkook grows up in a family where tradition is heavier than love and silence is forced in the name of respect. Marriage pulls him out of one cage, only to place him in another - ruled by power, dominance, and rules he never agreed to. Taehyung is feared, commanding, and unapologetically strict, yet not driven by old beliefs. As Jungkook is dragged back into his traumatic past, the truth behind Taehyung's control begins to surface. This is a dark emotional journey of survival, healing, and learning that protection does not always look gentle - but it must never destroy. . . . . . Content Note (for readers): This story explores toxic family dynamics, emotional abuse, strict traditional beliefs, and trauma recovery. It does not romanticize abuse, but portrays reality to challenge harmful norms. Reader discretion advised. English is not my first language so ignore my grammar mistakes and also this story don't have any connection to idols real life so no hate to any idol. It's my imagination so don't take things in another direction treat it like a fictional.

In a twist of fate, two individuals with contrasting personalities found themselves tied together in the sacred bond of marriage. She exuded a vibrant energy that breathed life into every room she entered, while he had built walls around himself, shielding his emotions from the world. She was as cool and calm as ice, while he burned with the fiery intensity of a flame. She harbored dreams of a beautiful and joyous married life, where love would blossom and fill their hearts with happiness. However, he remained trapped in the memories of his deceased wife, his heart still mourning her loss. His demeanor was cold and aloof, conveying an air of arrogance that kept others at bay. He made it clear to her that she should never expect anything from him .. Despite the luxury and comforts that surrounded her, one crucial element would be missing - his love. For the world she will be his wife and daughter in law to his parents but to him, she would always remain a stranger, bound to him by force, destined to live in the shadow of his past..

✨𝙀𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙍𝙚𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙃𝙚𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨✨ . . . . Anvi Rajvansh had it all - power, brains, beauty, skills that broke the charts, and a life running at 5G speed. At twenty-five, she was a global business empress, a Michelin-level chef, a polyglot queen, a hacker who could make world governments sweat, and an actress who caused box offices to bow. She was flawless. Unmatched. Unbothered. Except... she was single. Not by choice, but because no man could match her wavelength. And then she died - going out like a legend - while saving a child. But destiny wasn't done with her. She awakens in a parallel world, inside a romance novel she once skimmed and hated. A trash plot. A cringe love story. And worst of all? She is not the heroine. She is the villainess. A side character made to look clingy, jealous, unwanted - a punching bag for the fake heiress who stole her identity, her family, and even her fiancé. But this is not the same Anvi. This Anvi comes armed with genius, grace, and god-tier abilities. This Anvi won't be anyone's background character. This Anvi will rewrite fate itself. And somewhere in the shadows, watching her every move, stands Abhimaan Singh Rathore - the richest man in this world, a royal king of Rajasthan, a storm wrapped in velvet... and the novel's original villain. But the moment he sees the new Anvi, something inside him snaps. He becomes obsessed. Protective. Possessive. And fate starts shifting around them like a loyal soldier. With one reborn goddess and one dangerously devoted king on the board, this world is about to get flipped upside down. . . . . . 🌸💕🌸

He was her husband... But in his heart, there wasn't even a corner that belonged to Arunima. To the world, they looked like the perfect couple. Inside, they were falling apart-quietly, painfully. Arunima kept searching for a home in his arms... while Aastik drowned himself in the scent of another woman. But one night, Arunima's silence shook something deep inside him- forcing Aastik to face the truth of the marriage he had been running from. Can love return to a place it once abandoned? Or is this marriage nothing but a mask slowly breaking both of them? This is a story of hurt, longing, misunderstandings, and a love that refuses to die even after it breaks. If you love intense marriage drama, emotional betrayal, and slow-burn romance, this story is for you.

She had everything- A glittering skyline at her window, parents who adored her, a lover who swore the stars would bow to her smile. At twenty-eight, Aarika Singhania ruled her empire-a company she'd built from dust and ambition. She was everything which a girl dreams of. Her life was perfect. Too perfect. Until one night-screeching tires, shattered glass, and then-nothing. When she opened her eyes again... the world wasn't hers anymore. A cramped bedroom. Faded walls. Two small faces staring at her with tear-filled eyes- "Mommy?" Her reflection in the cracked mirror was a stranger-twenty-one, tired, beautiful in a way that carried pain. A ring on her finger, a man's shirt hanging on the door, and two toddlers calling her mother. The CEO of a billion-dollar company... now a young wife in a life she never lived. Who was the woman she replaced? Where did her own body go? And can she return to the world that once bowed to her name- or is she destined to rewrite her fate in this borrowed skin? Her heart says it's a second chance. Her mind whispers it's a trap.