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Nandini: The Rajvanshi Bride
Nandini's POV "Do you like it, little bird?" Hukum asked softly. Heat rushed to my cheeks. I couldn't even look at him. The mere fact that I was sitting so close to him made my heart race uncontrollably. This was wrong. So wrong. He was the mighty Rajvanshi heir. The man everyone feared. And I... I was nothing more than a servant's daughter. Someone who never belonged in his world. Someone who should never have been here. A lump formed in my throat as tears blurred my vision. Without thinking, I pushed against his chest and quickly tried to move away. I needed distance. I needed to breathe. But before I could take even a single step, his hand wrapped around my wrist. With one pull, I was back beside him. My breath caught. "We're not done yet, wifey." The word hit me harder than it should have. Wifey. My stomach twisted painfully. I shook my head. "I'm not your wife." My voice came out weaker than I intended. "That marriage..." I swallowed. "It was a mistake." For a moment, silence filled the room. Dangerous silence. The kind that made my heart pound harder. Slowly, Hukum stood. His dark eyes locked onto mine. Unblinking. Unreadable. And then— A small smile appeared on his lips. The kind of smile that sent chills down my spine. "A mistake?" he repeated quietly. He took a step toward me. Then another. And another. Until my back hit the wall. Nowhere left to run. Nowhere left to hide. His gaze dropped briefly to the mangalsutra resting against my throat before returning to my eyes. And what he said next made the blood drain from my face. "Then tell me, little bird..." He reached into his pocket and pulled out something. Something that should not have existed. Something that could destroy everything I believed. "If our marriage was a mistake..." His fingers tightened around it. "Then why do I have this?" --- To be continued... 🔥
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The promise I married
He promised a dying man he would protect her. He never promised he wouldn't fall for her. Eshna had nothing. No family. No surname. No one to stand beside her. The only person who ever chose her was Kiyan Malhotra. Then he died. Now the world blames her for his death. Hunted by powerful people who want revenge, Eshna finds herself under the protection of the one man she fears the most. Avyukt Chauhan. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. To fulfill Kiyan's last wish, Avyukt marries Eshna. Not out of love. Not out of desire. Only because a promise must be kept. But promises are easier to make than emotions are to control. The more Avyukt protects her, the more possessive he becomes. The more Eshna tries to stay away, the closer he pulls her in. Soon, he is no longer protecting her from the world. He is protecting the world from what he is willing to do for her. Because Eshna was never supposed to become his weakness. She was supposed to be a promise. Instead, she became his obsession.
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₹103Nandini: The Rajvanshi Bride
Nandini's POV "Do you like it, little bird?" Hukum asked softly. Heat rushed to my cheeks. I couldn't even look at him. The mere fact that I was sitting so close to him made my heart race uncontrollably. This was wrong. So wrong. He was the mighty Rajvanshi heir. The man everyone feared. And I... I was nothing more than a servant's daughter. Someone who never belonged in his world. Someone who should never have been here. A lump formed in my throat as tears blurred my vision. Without thinking, I pushed against his chest and quickly tried to move away. I needed distance. I needed to breathe. But before I could take even a single step, his hand wrapped around my wrist. With one pull, I was back beside him. My breath caught. "We're not done yet, wifey." The word hit me harder than it should have. Wifey. My stomach twisted painfully. I shook my head. "I'm not your wife." My voice came out weaker than I intended. "That marriage..." I swallowed. "It was a mistake." For a moment, silence filled the room. Dangerous silence. The kind that made my heart pound harder. Slowly, Hukum stood. His dark eyes locked onto mine. Unblinking. Unreadable. And then— A small smile appeared on his lips. The kind of smile that sent chills down my spine. "A mistake?" he repeated quietly. He took a step toward me. Then another. And another. Until my back hit the wall. Nowhere left to run. Nowhere left to hide. His gaze dropped briefly to the mangalsutra resting against my throat before returning to my eyes. And what he said next made the blood drain from my face. "Then tell me, little bird..." He reached into his pocket and pulled out something. Something that should not have existed. Something that could destroy everything I believed. "If our marriage was a mistake..." His fingers tightened around it. "Then why do I have this?" --- To be continued... 🔥
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₹171The promise I married
He promised a dying man he would protect her. He never promised he wouldn't fall for her. Eshna had nothing. No family. No surname. No one to stand beside her. The only person who ever chose her was Kiyan Malhotra. Then he died. Now the world blames her for his death. Hunted by powerful people who want revenge, Eshna finds herself under the protection of the one man she fears the most. Avyukt Chauhan. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. To fulfill Kiyan's last wish, Avyukt marries Eshna. Not out of love. Not out of desire. Only because a promise must be kept. But promises are easier to make than emotions are to control. The more Avyukt protects her, the more possessive he becomes. The more Eshna tries to stay away, the closer he pulls her in. Soon, he is no longer protecting her from the world. He is protecting the world from what he is willing to do for her. Because Eshna was never supposed to become his weakness. She was supposed to be a promise. Instead, she became his obsession.
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Sinfully yours 18+
Two years ago, Naina Singh destroyed the man who loved her With a single sentence. ❝ I don't love you, Alex. I was only attracted to you. ❞ Those words shattered Alex Volkov and ended a love story that once felt unbreakable. He never begged. He never asked her to stay. He simply watched her walk away and buried every memory of her along with the heart she left behind. Or at least, that's what he thought. Two years later, fate throws them back into each other's lives. The girl who broke his heart. The boy she never stopped loving. Only this time, they aren't ex-lovers. They're family. Forced to live under the same roof, Alex and Naina find themselves trapped between a painful past and feelings that refuse to die. Every glance is a reminder. Every touch is a mistake. Every secret threatens to destroy the lives they've built without each other. But what Alex doesn't know is that Naina's breakup was never the truth. She lied. She left. And she broke her own heart in the process. Now, as buried secrets begin to surface and old wounds are torn open, Naina must face the consequences of the choice she made years ago. Because some lies don't stay buried forever. And some loves are too sinful to forget. ❝ She was the girl who broke him. He was the boy she never stopped loving. And fate gave them a second chance neither of them asked for. ❞ - Sinfully Yours
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Nandini: The Rajvanshi Bride
Nandini's POV "Do you like it, little bird?" Hukum asked softly. Heat rushed to my cheeks. I couldn't even look at him. The mere fact that I was sitting so close to him made my heart race uncontrollably. This was wrong. So wrong. He was the mighty Rajvanshi heir. The man everyone feared. And I... I was nothing more than a servant's daughter. Someone who never belonged in his world. Someone who should never have been here. A lump formed in my throat as tears blurred my vision. Without thinking, I pushed against his chest and quickly tried to move away. I needed distance. I needed to breathe. But before I could take even a single step, his hand wrapped around my wrist. With one pull, I was back beside him. My breath caught. "We're not done yet, wifey." The word hit me harder than it should have. Wifey. My stomach twisted painfully. I shook my head. "I'm not your wife." My voice came out weaker than I intended. "That marriage..." I swallowed. "It was a mistake." For a moment, silence filled the room. Dangerous silence. The kind that made my heart pound harder. Slowly, Hukum stood. His dark eyes locked onto mine. Unblinking. Unreadable. And then— A small smile appeared on his lips. The kind of smile that sent chills down my spine. "A mistake?" he repeated quietly. He took a step toward me. Then another. And another. Until my back hit the wall. Nowhere left to run. Nowhere left to hide. His gaze dropped briefly to the mangalsutra resting against my throat before returning to my eyes. And what he said next made the blood drain from my face. "Then tell me, little bird..." He reached into his pocket and pulled out something. Something that should not have existed. Something that could destroy everything I believed. "If our marriage was a mistake..." His fingers tightened around it. "Then why do I have this?" --- To be continued... 🔥
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₹171The promise I married
He promised a dying man he would protect her. He never promised he wouldn't fall for her. Eshna had nothing. No family. No surname. No one to stand beside her. The only person who ever chose her was Kiyan Malhotra. Then he died. Now the world blames her for his death. Hunted by powerful people who want revenge, Eshna finds herself under the protection of the one man she fears the most. Avyukt Chauhan. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. To fulfill Kiyan's last wish, Avyukt marries Eshna. Not out of love. Not out of desire. Only because a promise must be kept. But promises are easier to make than emotions are to control. The more Avyukt protects her, the more possessive he becomes. The more Eshna tries to stay away, the closer he pulls her in. Soon, he is no longer protecting her from the world. He is protecting the world from what he is willing to do for her. Because Eshna was never supposed to become his weakness. She was supposed to be a promise. Instead, she became his obsession.
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