pookiet

Really sorry to post here ❤️ I hope it’s alright. I just thought readers who like intense slow-burn stories with army men and complicated marriages might enjoy this ✨
          
          “Tum jaanti ho na… main yeh shaadi nahi chahta tha.”
          
          She nodded quietly.
          
          “Ji.”
          
          He studied her for a moment.
          
          “Phir bhi maan gayi?”
          
          Her fingers tightened around the edge of her dupatta.
          
          “Kyuki bachpan se sikhaya gaya hai… ek fauji ki biwi pati se sawaal nahi karti.”
          
          He let out a quiet breath.
          
          “Aur agar main kabhi tumhe biwi ka haq hi na doon toh?”
          
          For the first time she looked up at him.
          
          “Toh bhi nibhaungi… kyuki mujhe yahi sikhaya gaya hai.”
          
          ✨
          
          1970s.
          Army cantonments.
          A world of discipline, reputation, and duty before love.
          
          Men who know how to face bullets and borders…but suddenly find themselves tied to marriages they never even wanted.
          
          ✨ A soldier who never planned to have a wife
          ✨ A girl raised only to obey
          ✨ A relationship that begins with distance instead of love
          
          And somewhere between salutes, pride, silence, and unspoken tension…something begins to change.
          
          ❤️ Arranged Marriage
          ❤️ Age Gap
          ❤️ Army Officer × Shy Bride
          ❤️ 1970s Setting
          ❤️ Slow Burn
          
          If you enjoy stories like this, you might like checking out Salutes and Sindoor ❤️✨https://www.wattpad.com/story/408367823?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=Drssch

sabhyatasahu4

My apologies for sliding into your Conversations board uninvited. I just wanted to grab your attention to my stories.
          I have started writing a new story. I hope you'll like the blurb enough to read it. I have also written other stories. 
          There is an arranged marriage romance "Billion Dollar Wedding", a High School romance "My Enemy, My Stalker", a young adult, College Romance "Unravelling Aurora", and mafia romances "Mafia's Captive" "Mafia and Miss Honey"and “Becoming Her Romeo”. 
          Once again, I'm sorry for intruding.  
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/401045485-manifesting-the-mafia-prodigal-mafia-heirs-1

shina_098

‎Hiee
          ‎‎If you’re looking for a good rom-com story, then you should definitely read this one –
          
          ‎Naintara : Her Arranged Husband
          ‎https://www.wattpad.com/story/399037571?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=shonawritess
          ‎
          ‎‎_______
          ‎
          ‎My back hit the wall, and before I could process anything, he caged me in completely. His arms rested on either side of my shoulders, trapping me between his tall frame and the cold wall behind me.
          ‎
          ‎I didn't know why... but my heartbeat started racing like a bullet train.
          ‎
          ‎"W‑what are you doing?" I whispered, hating how my voice trembled.
          ‎God, why am I stuttering?
          ‎
          ‎"You said na I'm shy," he replied, looking straight into my eyes-unyielding, intense, like he could see right through me.
          ‎
          ‎I didn't even realize when I nodded. My body reacted faster than my brain.
          ‎
          ‎"N‑no.. I didn't mean that," I tried to say, but before I could think, it was already too late.
          ‎
          ‎He had already pinned both of my hands above my head with one of his, his grip firm but careful. His other hand slid to my waist, pulling me impossibly closer-close enough that my breath tangled with his.
          ‎
          ‎"No," he whispered against my ear, his voice low and warm.
          ‎"Let me show you... what your 'shy' husband can actually do."
          ‎
          ‎___
          ‎
          ‎He fell first. For him, love means Naintara. But she doesn't believe in love;love means nothing to her! 
          ‎
          ‎On their wedding night itself, she told him not to expect anything from her.
          ‎
          ‎Will they be able to live together?
          ‎Will she ever accept him as her husband?

SabbyYT

My apologies for sliding into your Conversations board uninvited. I just wanted to grab your attention to my stories.
          I have started writing a new story. I hope you'll like the blurb enough to read it. I have also written other stories. 
          There is an arranged marriage romance "Billion Dollar Wedding", a High School romance "My Enemy, My Stalker", a young adult, College Romance "Unravelling Aurora", and mafia romances "Mafia's Captive" "Mafia and Miss Honey"and “Becoming Her Romeo”. 
          Once again, I'm sorry for intruding.  
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/401045485-manifesting-the-mafia-prodigal-mafia-heirs-1