ivoryvelvetrose
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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
khwabi_kalam_
Heyyy!! Apologies for dropping this message here
I’m a new writer and I would really appreciate your support. My story is about a girl who is forced into an engagement while she’s still in college, dreaming of joining the army… the rest, you’ll discover in the story (✿❛◡❛)
Tropes:
• Army Intelligence FL × Businessman ML
• He fell first, and harder
• Arranged marriage
• Slow burn
• Soft romance
• Green flag couple
https://www.wattpad.com/story/398030531?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=khwabi_kalam_
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
shonawritess
If you're looking for a good rom-com, mysterious, suspens and comedy type 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?
thereaderb1003
Hi dear, I'm a new author here your support really means a lot to me, if you have any time can you try reading my story below? A South Indian soft romantic story with simple yet intense love, please do vote and comment your valuable opinion too, I'm sure you won't get disappointed https://www.wattpad.com/story/401399249?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=reading&wp_uname=InkedInSolitude
chappalkhaoge
Hi there!
I just wanted to recommend my book to you. If you love slow-burn romances with fake dating, intense tension, lingering glances, and just the right amount of jealousy… I truly think you might enjoy my book.
Tropes:
• Age Gap (31–26)
• Actor x Lawyer
• Celebrity x Fan Girl
• Enemies to Lovers
• Fake Dating
• Forced Proximity
• Opposites Attract
• Grumpy x Sunshine
• Slow-Burn Romance
• Soft Romance
• Jealousy & Possessiveness
If this sounds like your kind of story, I’d absolutely love for you to give it a try. Do let me know your thoughts, too.
Here’s the link:
https://www.wattpad.com/story/392146140?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=chahatwrts
Thank you so much for your time!
divizwrites
“Hey… I don’t know if you’re going to read this or just ignore it but I still wanted to say... please give my book a try.
It has a lot of humor, a lot of funny moments, and yes… some emotional, heart-touching parts too. It’s basically chaos and feelings mixed together. The kind that might make your heart swell a little… and maybe become your next obsession. You never know
And if you decide to give it a chance, who knows ... I might get an amazing reader (that’s you), and you might get an amazing book (this one ).
Sorry if I barged into your message board like this. And thank you for even reading this far ✨”
https://www.wattpad.com/story/347097746?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=divizwrites
InkEchoes19
https://www.wattpad.com/story/406795669?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=InkEchoes19 Intrested in 80es or 90es desi romance
shonawritess
If you're looking for a good rom-com, mysterious, suspens and comedy type 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?