© All Copyright reserved to the writer, @PoohBear8435 only. Please do not copy, distribute or publish any of my work in any form. .... ... She sat looking at the big mirror blushing and thinking about her groom, she didn't even know his name. She eagerly waited for him to come and take her with him to his home, to their home. She was thinking what he would say, what his voice sounded like, what he would call her and how would she react to his actions. The things which she had never imagined in her life about marriage, home, romance, relationship etc., she was thinking about it all today. She hears the door open and she closes her eyes, her head bowed down, cheeks blushed while her chest heaved up and down due to heavy breathing. She hears a voice talking to her from a bit far. She had her back to him. "Hi, Thanks a lot. If you hadn't come, then I would have been on the streets. You really did a good job. The director was impressed with your improvisation though the role was small." She was confused, what is her groom speaking about. She opens her eyes and turns around to see him. Her face falls, it was not her husband. He hands an envelope to her and thanks her before he leaves. She takes the envelope still confused. She thinks - Oh! This must be a wedding gift from his friend. But what was he speaking about, I couldn't understand anything ... Marriage was not on her list but when it happened, it happened in a strange way. Read the book to understand how is this a strange marriage and how would this ever work. *Fictional story Was listed at #1 under SidNaaz on 21st Jan, 2021.. happiest day!! Started:. 21/12/2020 Completed:. 12/03/2021

Standing in the dimly lit room, facing Ankita, I took a deep breath. "Uhmm, honestly, I don't know how to confess to you, Ankita," I said, my heart pounding in my chest. The room was sparsely decorated with yellow balloons, her favorite color. It all happened so fast that I couldn't make it perfect. I hoped she would appreciate the effort. "What is it, Aryan?" she asked, her eyes wandering around the room. I gathered my courage and looked straight into her eyes. "I love you, Ankita," I confessed sincerely. Her body stiffened at my words, and she looked at me with numb eyes. I gave a small smile and continued, "I myself don't know how and when it happened, but I started falling for you, Ankita. I realize that I can't live with-" Before I could finish, she slap me hard, shocking me. I looked back at her, holding my burning cheek. She was looking at me with teary eyes."Ankita," I murmured in shock. "How could you, Aryan? I didn't expect you to stoop so low," she said, her innocent eyes now filled with pure disgust. I tried to explain, "Ankita, you're misunderstanding everything. I-" "Do you even know what relationship I share with you? I'm your brother's wife, your bhabhi, for God's sake! And you're lusting after your own bhabhi?" she spat at me, her words cutting deep. My entire body froze, and my eyes blurred with tears. I took a step back, the painful lump in my throat making it hard to speak. Is loving someone such a crime nowadays? What's my fault? Can anyone tell me? My intentions were never wrong. I swallowed hard, trying to keep my emotions in check. Destiny has given her a second chance to experience love again. Now, let's see what Ankita will do-𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐛 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬.

She entered the room, and the next moment she was thrown on the bed and he hovered over her pinning her both hands above her head. "What... are you doing?" she stammered, her voice shaking as she looked at him. His messy hair and red eyes radiated anger. "Why did you let him fucking touch you?" he growled, his gaze locked onto hers, demanding an answer. "He just... held my hand," she replied quickly, trying to suppress his anger. "He didn't just fucking hold your hand; he touched you for fucking 35 seconds!" he shouted, his voice echoing with disappointment. For a moment, she feared that she had lost him, that he would never trust her again and leave her, just like her family had. Next second his rough lips captured her soft lips in a kiss, with each deep suck on her lips he erased her insecurities devouring her mouth like graveman. The kiss was not the soft one it was rough, dominating and possesive one as if conveying his sadness, ownership and love. "Strip" He asserted in his deep dominating voice. "You too mister" she said in low yet determined voice showing her rights, ownership and dominance over him. ｡⁠♡⁠‿⁠♡⁠｡｡⁠♡⁠‿⁠♡⁠｡｡⁠♡⁠‿⁠♡⁠｡｡⁠♡⁠‿⁠♡⁠｡ "why are you doing this? " She said sobbing badly. "I want you anyhow," he said in a cold tone. "I was going marry him," she said helplessly. "That's the reason dove, I am going to marry you " He casually asserted. "But why me? " She whispered leaving her remaining hopes. "I am not answerable to you," he said in a harsh tone. "Be ready to become Mrs. Aadrika Kabir Singhania" he said leaving the place. _______________________ Tropes ✨ ~Grumpy X Sunshine ~Mafia X engineer ~30 X 24 ~Age gap ~Office romance ~Forced marriage ~Obsessed MML _______________________ What will happen when they will meet for their sibling's marriage proposal? She will be forced to marry him? Will they be able to understand each other? Indulge in A

A short story. Two People. Ex-bestfriends. One is a doctor, Another is the hospital MD. She can't wait to shoot him with words, he can't stop her from doing anything. He feels responsible and she's the most irresponsible person you'll find. She wants to go away and he'll do everything in his power to keep her close He can't look away from her and Well, she can't look away too. What happens when time tests them? Make them ache for each other? But it's not sparks which flow in air, it's thier words and hidden pain, so how will the journey be. let's check it out ourselves. ✿ "You got 5 minutes. After that I want you to drop me back home because I'm nowhere near to drive after working 22 hours straight ofcourse as my boss because you can't loose such a good doctor in a car accident, Now can you?" His body stiffened, eyes darkened with anger "I was joking Mady. I really need sleep" she stated sheepishly, muffling a yawn. "Okay. I'll do now sit back here" He pointed to the couch and she immediately plopped down again. Eyes closing down with fatigue. "Did you have a proper meal?" he asked picking his received. "If you call three bites of a sandwich and eleven cups of coffee a meal then I did have one" she yawned, leaning back against the backrest. "You're addicted to caffeine" he mumbled, ordering something for them both in his cabin. "Can you stop mumbling under your breath? I'm already trying hard not to dose off here" she said with drooping eyes. "You really flip Sana Qureshi, one second you were fighting now you can't sit straight. Will you be normal anytime soon?" He mocked. "I'll someday Inshallah" she grinned sleepily. He sighed "Inshallah"

MARRIAGE OF CONVENIENCE "You didn't trust me" Guilt wash over her when a tear cascades down his eye. He is crying for the first time. She is the sole reason behind his tears. "I am sorry" She lowers her eyes in shame. He steps closer to her gripping her forearm with his left hand. A shiver rolled down her spine not due to their proximity but due to the tension vibrating between them. She looks up and her heart crack in response as betrayal brims his eyes. "You claimed to love me but you couldn't trust me. Is our love so fragile ?" His words cut through her soul. The question felt like a mock. Question on their relationship. Question on her trust for him. Question on her lover for him. "I trusted you with everything. I strip off my every layer for you. I bared my soul to you. You are the only one whom I allowed to do this and I get this in return. If this is what love feels like then I don't want it" He left arms with a jerk and heaved a sigh suppressing the anger bubbling inside him. Hurt visible on his face and his voice held a mixture of anger and pain. She had never seen him this sad. This helpless. She hates to admit that she is the cause of it. "Adhyan please don't---" "You are,you were and you will be my responsibility. So there is no chance I will hurt you, it would be best If I go away " Two souls bounded by sacred bond. Tied by the promises of their grandparents. Will they be able to fulfill their promises ? Or break them by breaking each other ? Join their journey to know what the future holds for them.

Highest rank: #26 in fanfiction, #1 in Arshi Won "CHARM AWARD" on IPKKND CHARM AWARDS-2K18 **UNEDITED- FIRST DRAFT** "Khushi, at least we can be friends right?" He asked hoping against hope. She kept mum displeasing him. "You're not ready to accept me as your husband at least we can be friends right?" He repeated his question taking steps towards her. She remains tight lipped sitting on the bed as if the other person was invisible. He sat beside her and put his palm on hers which rested on the soft bed. Next moment she shoved his palm and stood up abruptly. Her face screamed her hate. "I have enough friends in my life. And certainly I was in no need to accept you in my life. Don't ever come near me" She bit out harshly and added further breaking his heart into million of pieces. "MY HEART BEATS ONLY FOR HIM. AND IT WILL BEAT ONLY FOR HIM. YOU WILL NEVER GET A PLACE IN MY HEART. STAY AWAY" He stood too stunned to react anything. His love loves someone else. His conjugal life finished even before it starts. Is it his fault that he came second in her life??? ^^Cover credit: Sujzwriter^^ ****

Book #1 in Sinful Series RUDRANSHxAADHYA "Do you know what I do with traitors?" His voice was hard but shaky, like he was barely holding back his rage. I shook my head, fear gripping me as I tried to stay still. His lips twisted into a cruel smile, amusement mixed with malice. "I make them regret it," he whispered, his breath warm against my skin. The knife hovered near my throat. My heart raced, each beat echoing my terror. I didn't dare move or breathe as his eyes searched mine for any hint of defiance. "But since you're mine, and I can't hurt you," he continued, his voice calm despite the heat of his breath, "I'll go after the one who dared to touch what's mine. He won't see the next sunrise." Tears filled my eyes, and I shook my head. A cold chill ran through me as his tone turned deadly. "I'll make him suffer," he promised darkly. "He'll beg for mercy, but by the end, he'll wish he never even looked at you." His lips brushed mine as he whispered, sending dread coursing through me. "And when it's done, you'll know how far I'll go to protect what's mine." I looked into his eyes, the horror of what was coming sinking in. There was nothing I could do to stop him. The storm was coming, and it would leave only destruction behind. Join Rudransh and Aadhya on their rollercoaster ride, where betrayal and mistrust threaten to tear them apart at every turn. In a world where loyalty is fleeting and the line between love and hate blurs, they must navigate the dark shadows of their pasts and the dangerous forces that conspire against them.

Sona is scared. No one has ever given her a reason not to be, not that she has ever let anyone in for that. Sona has always carefully planned out her life, fitting every piece of the puzzle called life accurately but that rule is about to be broken. Sona is getting married. To a Stanger. and Sona is scared. Devasya is anxious. No one has ever interfered in his life, not that he has ever given anyone an opportunity to do that. Devasya has created a plan for his upcoming life, he has been working hard for it anxiously for forever now, and just as he was about to pass the threshold of success, someone interfered. Devasya is getting married. To a stranger. and Devasya is mad. Unexpected surprises are the worst surprises. but they are still surprises, and sometimes it's in our hands to make these unexpected surprises, a little bit more surprisingly lovable. Devasya is about to learn that its not always necessary to walk on your path alone, sometimes it's feels good to walk while holding hand of someone. Sona is about to discover that life should not be always planned, sometimes it's nice to go with the flow because that's what life is. Life is an ocean and we all are the swimmers and now it depends upon Devasya and Sona to either cross this ocean together with the flow or go against the flow to change their paths. **** "And how do I check if I am happy or not?" "no one is truly really happy to be honest .everyone has something they always worry about so there is no way to "check" it. All you can do is find those small moments where your heart feels so happy that it feels like it's burning, your eyes shine so bright you forget to blink, or your lips can't help themselves and stretch into a huge smile. you just have to find those moments you know?Life is just a collection of moments making memories, its on you how and when to choose it. you decide how happy are you, no one does it for you." *** Previously titled: The two introverts

"Let me make it clear: this marriage means nothing to me. NOTHING," Ezheer said, his disdain evident as he tossed a stack of papers at Ashmika. "Here's the divorce agreement. Sign it." Ashmika, who had clung to a sliver of hope, felt her heart shatter as she picked up the papers with trembling hands. Her eyes fixed on the words "Marriage Contract." ........................... "Ashmika Ezheer Singh Rathore, get over here," he commanded calmly, his gaze locked on the small figure trying to hide among the crowd of students. However, His calmness only heightened her fear, as she knew a storm was about to erupt. ...................... **Ezheer Singh Rathore** Ezheer Singh Rathore, the ruthless billionaire and feared mafia lord, was known for his merciless nature. His name alone was enough to send shivers down one's spine. Everyone thinks he's heartless, a man devoid of any capacity for love. But little do they know that he's already surrendered his heart to a mysterious figure, a shadow he's been searching for past two years. However, his life takes a drastic turn when his grandfather blackmails him into marrying a girl against his will. **Ashmika Chauhan * Ashmika Chauhan, a 23 years old college student, was the epitome of innocence wrapped in traditional values. She was mischievous and playful yet carried herself with maturity. Witnessing the love between her mother and father which remained the same after years of marriage, she believed in true love. however, everything crumbles down when she find herself replacing her missing cousin sister and marrying a guy man whose world is as dark and cold as hers is warm and hopeful. "She's someone who fears the darkness, while he's someone who lives in it." What will happen when these two people, completly different from each other, get tied to the pure relation of marriage? To unfold these mysteries.. accompany me to the journey of their story.

Sneak peak: "How can a woman be so selfish?? Until yesterday she was with another person and today she's ready to marry me.. I can't believe this.. I will make sure to show her, what happens to people like her.. Now I can understand that.. money is the only thing that people value in this earth.." . . . "Get away from me!!! Never try to come near me.." roared Surya . . . "If this is my fate, then I have to go along with it..", said Sowriya without any emotions. ******************** This is a story about a couple who wants to be independent and at the same time wants some one to talk to or cry on their shoulder or be themself in their presence The leads Female lead -- Sowriya Male lead -- Surya Sowriya, 23 years, a graduate in Computer science, software programmer at a private company. SECOND daughter in a middle class family. Has a elder sister. Wanted to work in USA and earn more to build a house for their parents as she would be leaving them after her marriage with God knows who. After her marriage, she wants her father to stop working and use the rent they will get from the home she buys and take care of her mother. Surya, 28 years, owner of Radha Restaurants at USA, Masters in Business Administration, elder son of a joint family. Lives in USA to avoid certain situations in his family but visits 3 months once to meet the loved ones. Has a past love, broke up because she left for Higher studies and gradually stopped speaking. He was not interested in getting married even though pressurized by his family as he doesn't want to disturb anyone's life or... career. I'm excited to see how they meet and get married and live together. I will try to update every week.. This story is my own imagination. Please comment while reading..