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He wasn't the man she was supposed to marry. But when her fiancé cheated on the day of their wedding, his elder brother stepped in - not out of love, but to protect her dignity. Sharvika never wanted Veeransh. She never forgave him for what she thought he'd stolen. So she wore the bridal red with rage in her heart and vengeance on her lips. Veeransh accepted her coldness, her silence, her subtle punishments - all without defense. He never asked for her love. He only offered quiet protection... and took every blame she threw like it was his to carry. But hatred is a fragile thing when laid beside kindness. And guilt? Guilt never stays buried forever. As truths unravel, so does her heart - piece by piece, in the arms of the man she swore to hate. A story of broken vows, silent sacrifice, and a love that was never meant to happen... but did anyway. ........... Tropes: Marriage of convenience Fiancé runs, brother replaces Cold wife × quiet, protective husband He takes the blame, she gives the pain Guilt. Resentment. Silent love. .......... Words count : ......... Started on : July 17, 2025 Completed on : ......... ! This story is complete work of imagination and it's completely mine ! ......... Pictures:- Pinterest (credits to the rightful owners)

"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.

"How are you so perfect?" I asked with my chin in my hands. He chuckled and asked, "I am?" "Mhm," I replied. He looked at me and with a smile, he said, "Maybe I'm perfect only for you." ================= At 27, Anu, a modest girl, receives a marriage proposal from a family. Soon, she discovers the suitor is Adarsh, her high school crush, who's seemingly perfect. As fate would have it, their marriage is arranged. They begin living together and gradually fall in love. Yet, Anu has some undisclosed secrets. Trope: Arranged marriage/ Closed Proximity ~~~~

𝙋𝙇𝙊𝙏 𝙋𝙐𝙍𝙀𝙇𝙔 𝘽𝘼𝙎𝙀𝘿 𝙊𝙉 𝘼𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙍'𝙎 𝙄𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙄𝙉𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉. 𝐀𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈, soft like monsoon rain - gentle but impossible to ignore. Graceful in her silence, resilient in her softness. Her smile blooms like dawn, even with a heart stitched from storms. She speaks in warmth, forgives like fireflies forgive the night, and still dares to believe in love. Anvesha is poetry in motion - fragile only in appearance, fierce in the soul. She is the kind of calm that heals what noise cannot. 𝐑𝐔𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐌𝐄𝐇𝐑𝐀 , a quiet storm - composed, unreadable, with eyes that echo unspoken wars. Strength cloaks him like shadows at dusk, calm but never cold. His love isn't loud, but once given, it consumes - fierce and unwavering. He walks like a man carved from silence, yet his presence roars. Beneath the sharp edges lies a soul that once burned for love, still smoldering, still waiting to be seen again. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ They were never written in the same sentence, yet destiny kept placing commas where it could've ended. He was silence wrapped in steel; she was softness stitched with storms. And somewhere between broken hearts and borrowed time, they found a kind of love that didn't arrive loudly- it lingered like a secret prayer, echoed like a familiar song, and stayed like a home neither of them knew they were searching for. But not every love story is written in ink. Some are carved in scars. And theirs? The world will have to bleed a little to read it. Join the journey of Anvesha and Rudraansh in my book, 𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄-𝐈𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝!

Rule No. 1: Never crush on your professor. Rule No. 2: Especially not the broody, no-nonsense kind who looks like he stepped straight out of a drama series. Rule No. 3: If you break rules 1 and 2... definitely don't end up in his kitchen at 5 AM making him breakfast. ...Oops. Thanvika Ranjithswamy swears she's just here for extra tutoring and nothing else. So what if she can't stop staring at his annoyingly perfect shirt sleeves? Or the way he says her name like it's the most natural thing in the world? It means nothing. (Probably.) Santhosh Ilamaaran knows better than to get involved. He's disciplined. Controlled. Focused. Until one stubborn student barges into his quiet life - with homemade food, uninvited opinions, and a smile that's slowly undoing all his carefully built walls. Now the table they share feels less like a place for lessons... and more like a place where lines get crossed, hearts get tangled, and rules get rewritten. A slow-burn, heart-squeezing, rule-breaking romance you won't want to leave.

Bairavan and Umaiyazh's story Police love story

Hero is madurai's feared don , lost his mother at young age , betrayed by his own father , have immense respect for his grandmother and feels burdened because of his grandfather's decision of giving the throne to him. Heroine is an innocent, pure girl , raised by her mother and grandmother in the interior remote village of theni , knows nothing about her father or her grandfather except for their death is tragic. How these two life's got entangled with each other, before even she opened her eyes on the earth for the first time.... , How the destiny bring the two of them together .... , Will the promise done to honor the honesty and loyalty be kept ? Or the mother's lie to keep her baby safe will succeed ? Lets dive into the story to find out .... LOVE OF A BRAVEHEART .... PS : PLEASE DONT SPAM THE COMMENT BOX WITH PROMOTION AND COVER CREATION MESSAGES 🙏

"Dev... Stop please... I know what you want" I cried. He looked at me with tears in his eyes. "What?" He asked as a breath left his lips. "Divorce right? You want divorce...." I said as my tears flowing down my cheeks. His anger change into pain. "Is that what you understood about me in this six years Sundari..." He asked and storm out from the room breaking a vase. I sat on the floor and burst out in tears. ** A south Indian romantic frictional story. It's a story between two cousins who married eachother after six years of love but it all started to fall out in pieces when a third person enters into their relationship will they find their way back??? Let's find out in the story ( but I swear that there is no sad ending ). There are some dialogues in tamil but there is translation below them...

A cute college love story... A story of a girl who loves her college senior who is also the brother of her school best friend... Shalini, a very normal middle class girl, little chubby cute girl who is pursuing a degree in biotechnology in a well reputed college... Nishanth, pursuing masters in biotechnology... Fair complexion, good physique, cute and handsome boy... For him... It's a love at first sight... For her... It's a love at his love... How did they end up in marriage?? Is it that easy for them?? To know more, smack the read button and enjoy a beautiful love story of a Junior and her Senior... ALERT⚠️ English is not my first language... So please bear with my mistakes in writing🥺💜 And there will be some Tamil words, I'll try my best to translate it in every place... All copyrights reserved... I don't own the cover page...

A car was moving faster that was chased by some goons who were chasing that two people inside that car to kill them... The car someone hide from the goons vission. That car directly went inside a old mechanical shead where so many cars were left.... The man driving that car parked it in between them ... That girl looked at the man in driver seat and asked "Why did you come inside.... Antha nainga kathaiye veliyave mudichirukalam... I don't have any idea why we are running avangala ena pudingida mudiyum" "yeah you are right but I just want to fuck you now just hoop on the back seat "... " What.... Are you for real " " Yes I am, just do what I said ,I just want to be inside you now" "You are impossible" "That I am... Now hurry up we will just have a quicke before they found out hiding spot" She did what he asked "Don't moan loudly diii they will find our hiding spot keep it low I will finish soon " She nodded and cupped her mouth he entered into her in single thrust.... They were moving fastly he captured her lips to swallow her moans and screams... After some time they both cum together..... He joined thier foreheads... Both were panting heavily... "That was amazing diii Miss. Creator " " you are insane Mr. Destroyer " He smiled at that... " And you love this insane person " "My bad " They heard some sounds indicating the goons were there... "Sari Officer Sir konjam velaiya pathutu itha continue panalama" "Yes madam... What not when I just now I got my energy booster " Within few minutes the goons were injured and taken by police Then that man turned towards her.. "Aduthu ena plan madam... " " Just continue from where you left" "Gladly " He again smashed her lips with his... Join the Intense love story of Aghat and Ashitha both are CBI officers... story will be in Tanglish i wil provide translation in comment ...