Desiromance Stories

She was a widow, a mother, and a woman who never asked for a second chance. He was the King of Jaipur, a man who ruled empires with power in his veins and scars in his heart. When Meera's groom runs away on the day of her wedding, whispers threaten to drown her family in shame. But fate twists cruelly, and Aryan Singh Rathore-cold, commanding, and unwilling-becomes her husband. Not out of love, not even out of duty, but out of compulsion. "To me, you're just a namesake wife," he warns, his eyes carrying the weight of a past he refuses to reveal. Caught between the innocence of her little daughter and the arrogance of a man who despises the very idea of marriage, Meera must learn to survive in the gilded cage of the Rathore mansion. But what happens when forced vows begin to stir emotions neither of them expected? Can a reluctant king and a broken queen find love in a marriage built on nothing but duty?

Impressive Rankings: #1 in Rajasthan (10/03/26) #1 in desiromance (7/03/26) #1 in Royal (23/12/25) #1 in oppositeattracts (23/11/25) #1 in CEO (9/11/25) #1 in wattpadindia (27/10/25) #1 in Arrogant (17/08/25) ------------------------------------- A Man.. Vayansh Singh Rathore As his name suggest he is the epitome of power, strength and most precisely danger. He is the crown Prince of jaisalmer and the future king. People tremble in fear if he looks at their way. Rumours says he even rules the underworld as much as the land of Rajasthan. He neither believe in love nor loves anyone.. A Girl.. Aarohi Jaiswal As her name suggest she is completely opposite to vayansh. She is sweet just like a sweet melody. She is carefree and a little bit clumsy. She firmly believes in love and loves everyone around her. A Devil and an Angel.. One Fire and one Ice What will happen when they will meet? Will he come to love her? ________________________________________ *A little mature content* Anti-Hero MMC

An accidental marriage ✨🥀 In a world where family honor outweighs personal choice, Maithili Sharma, an innocent and loving village girl, is forced to flee from a life she never wanted, leaving behind everything familiar. Gentle at heart and quietly strong, she faces every hardship with grace and unwavering kindness. When an accidental marriage changes her fate, she accepts it wholeheartedly, hoping for a future she can finally call her own. Meanwhile, Advik Goenka, who was slowly falling for his girlfriend -Arya, finds himself caught in the cruel hands of fate. One thing he knows for sure-he'll never fall for girl he married in accident. Yet Maithili, with all her love and innocence, can't help but fall for him, risking her heart and knowing she might get burned. A single wedding chain, blessed in a temple, becomes a silent thread connecting two lives destined to cross, testing courage, love, and the meaning of true freedom. Will fate bring them together, or will the chains of society and tradition keep them apart forever? She fell first. He fell harder.🥀 Read the story to find out ✨✨

Kabir Mehra, a popular lawyer who comes from a rich family. His family wanted him to become the heir of their company but he chose his own line. His life was fun and joy until one day at his 30th birthday his family forces him to get married. He refused and on his way to airport he met a car accident. His life changed , he had to marry a girl whom he never even talked to . ........ He entered the room to see that his bride was on floor doing something. He came close and she turned and gave him a sweet and bright smile and said" Chali uncle Ludo khelte hain. Aap mere dost hona ". He couldn't believe what he just saw. Aaira was a 24 year old yet she behaved like a 8 year old . Join this journey where he himself is her Healer and afflicter. Will he accept her or make fun of her hate her . #1 childishness #3 caring #2 lovestory

Loud cheers can be heard in the stadium. Arin! Arin! Arin! And the batsman hits the ball towards long off and it went up, up, And up towards the stands And it's a six. The crowd erupted in joy. Yayyyyyyyyy!!! And it's a century for their favorite Arin! Arin Malhotra!. He took off his helmet, gloves and just raised his bat towards longoff's stand where A girl wearing his jersey and a hat is standing smiling so hard that her jaws may came out. For the world it might be just a normal celebration but only the two of them knew the reality and the world has just stopped for them. It's just their moment where he bowed down to his life, his talisman, his backbone. To know more join in, the Journey of Anara Singh a simple middle class girl who is in first year of her college and how she become the heart of The rising star of cricket world Arin Malhotra? How they cope up with media and people monitoring his every movement and him being the National crush? I am not very good at writing description so just dive in and I hope you like it! #2 in College on 2nd October #1 in India on 31st October #1 in collegeromance on 6th November #2 in student on 8th November #1 in cricketer on 20th November #1 in secret marriage on 20th November #1 in hidden marriage on 20th November #1 in secret relationship on 26th November #1 in sports on 18th/20th December #1 in relationship on 20th December #2 in billionaire on 10th, 11th,12th Jan 2026

"Kshatveer! Ruko!" Yashvi screameed I didn't stop. I pinned him against the stone fountain, my hand around his throat. I wasn't a student anymore; I was a monster protecting its prize. I landed another blow, and another, until the boy's face was a mess of red. "Kshatveer! Tum usey maar daloge!" Yashvi was pulling at my arm, her small hands useless against my strength. I turned, my eyes bloodshot. "Get inside, Yashvi. Go to the classroom. Now." "Nahi! Tum pagal ho gaye ho-" "ANDAR JAO!" I roared. Yashvi's POV As soon as I saw him walking toward me-looking all calm and princely again after beating someone to a pulp-I lost it. My "elegant" mask shattered. "Teri MKC!" I screamed, the most foul, tapori abuse flying out of my mouth. "Pagal hai kya tu? Kyun maara usey? Wo sirf baat kar raha tha! Tu hamesha aisa hi karta hai, kutta, kameena, psycho-" Kshatveer's POV I was in front of her in a second. I slammed my hand over her mouth, pinning her against the wall. The smell of copper from my bleeding knuckles was between us. "No, baby... no," I whispered, my voice a dark, possessive melody. "No gande words. Not from those beautiful lips." #1 in bestfriend ( date - 5 feb 2026) #1 in slow burn ( 6 feb 2026) Kshatveer× yashvi grumpy × foul calm× violent dominant× dominant but not in front of him king × his bestie. obsessed × mad Get bitten and she bites Arrange marriage,arrange by him Psychotic ml Fierce fl

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 2 𝐎𝐅 : 𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐀𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 & 𝐀𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐣 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝗔𝗯𝘃𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗷 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲 - 𝟐𝟖 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒆, 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 - 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅, 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒂𝒍𝒍. 𝗔𝗸𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘁𝗮 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗮 - 𝟐3 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥, 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐂𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 - 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Two years ago, a single decision changed the fate of two people. A marriage happened in secrecy. Adhikrit Ranawat, King of Rajghar, a man bound by legacy and unbreakable limits, made a choice that flipped everything, his fate and her life. He chose Sanchi, held her hand quietly, pulled her out of a world that had never truly existed for others, and brought her into his. Sanchi Ranawat became his wife, only on paper. A queen by title. The world knew she was his. But she stood at a distance from everything that should have been hers. She held his hand, even if it meant being his wife only in name. She accepted her new life with quiet strength, respected by the family, adored by the elders, embraced by his world. The reason for their marriage is that no one knows, except them. But while she stood beside him, she was still surrounded by a past no one knew. Shadows that followed her into the palace. Secrets that never asked for permission before threatening to resurface. Adhikrit stood by her side, but did he ever truly accept her as his wife? He is ready to protect her. To destroy anyone who dares to touch what is his, but what happens when the threat is not outside the palace walls, but buried in the past of the woman he married? Sanchi carries secrets, deep scars which are never visible. But why did she agree to the marriage so quickly? why does she accept the distance between them without complaint? She tells herself peace is enough, but is it? Adhikrit tells himself distance is protection, but protection from what? He doesn't even know it. But there's always a question that refuses to fade, Is he keeping her safe... or keeping himself away? He built his kingdom on legacy and power, where love is considered the most dangerous weakness of all. A king cannot afford vulnerability, then Why did he choose Sanchi when no one stood for her? Was it duty? Or did he marry her because losing her was never an option?

Shivangi & Riyansh shivangi and aditya had been married for just two years also had a eight months old child but unfortunately aditya die in a car accident. it has been just been seven months since her husband died and she was getting married to her husband's elder brother in the pressure of her parents, in laws, and most importantly for her son.

Ayesha, new to the city, is innocent of the dangerous currents that swirl around Veer and the notorious Ahlawat name. While her friends warn her about the "gangster" whose dark charm stirs their desires, Ayesha remains blissfully unaware that her laughter has captivated the one man no one dares to cross. When a fallen jhumka becomes the silent symbol of his newfound obsession, Veer's world shifts. He has never desired anything as fiercely as he desires her light. But in a world where power dictates love, can an innocent heart survive the consuming 'Zid' (obstinacy) of a man who takes everything he wants? Dive into a raw, intense, and possessive tale where a ruthless hero's or we can say villain world is turned upside down by a single, unforgettable gaze, sparking an obsession that promises both danger and undeniable passion.

𝐀𝐂𝐏 𝐀𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 (𝟐𝟕 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬) He is a self possessed, dignified and stoic police officer. It is not like he is rude or egoistic but just protective for the people close to him, but with his normal calm and serene-self with his friends and family. 𝐙𝐨𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐝 (𝟐𝟑 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬) She is the popular diva of her collage whom everyone loves and is bubbly,chirpy and lively to be with. But talking about her she only loves to be with the people whom she loves because being an extrovert the time has taught not everyone is what they show ! An encounter between both of them and the sparks fly instantly but wait only from one side maybe ? But after that will they meet again ? ◇◇◇◇◇◇◇ 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 Slow Burn She Fell First Both Fell Harder Love At First Sight Bestfriend's Brother

Hello everyone! This is your author lakshita sharma, back after a long time with a story! A story of Lavika Raichand, a trained classical dancer and singer. Living separate from her uncle and his family in Kashi, trying to be independent by working as a teacher. Her parents met with an accident when is was just 17 years old. And Dr. Reyansh Singhania, cardiologist. Living with his family in Kashi. Doing his dream job as a successful doctor. Both have a totally different personality. A big switch came into his life when she entered with the sound of ghungroo, enough to make him fall for her. Desi vibes, past trauma, romance, etc.. all under a story! Let's see how these two will met each other, as you all know unexpected meets are the best. Let's witness the couple growing and glowing together with happiness or maybe pain. Surely the updates will be posted soon, see you soon with the new updates of the chapters! Also don't forget to be connected with me on my insta @lakshu_11.11 and give you precious suggestion to me over there!! Love you peopleeeee! Sweet

"On her wedding night, Vani learns the cruel truth-her marriage was never meant to be love. Ahaan, the man she has just married, storms into the room drunk, accusing her of ruining his sister's life. For six months he disappears, leaving her to suffer insults, blame, and a marriage built on misunderstanding. But when he returns... he finds a woman changed, a truth he never knew, and a love he never expected to fight for." 🛑Short prologue:- I woke up to the sound of dripping water again. Tap... tap... tap. For a moment, I didn't know if I was dreaming or alive. Then the cold floor pressed against my cheek, and the burning pain in my wrists reminded me I was still here... still chained... still breathing when sometimes I wished I wasn't. Darkness. The same darkness I had been waking up to for two days now. Or maybe more. Time didn't exist here. Only pain did. My throat felt like sand. My lips were cracked. My voice... gone. I tried to move, but the iron chains around my wrist clinked and pulled me back, cutting into my skin again. I bit my lip to stop myself from crying out. No point. No one would hear. And even if they did... no one cared. It had been six months. Six months since that night. Six months since Ahaan walked away from me... after breaking me... after spitting accusations that still echoed in my ears. He believed the worst about me. He thought I betrayed him. And after that night, he never looked back. Not once. And the painful truth was... Nobody else looked back either. Not my family. Not my so-called relatives. Not my friends. Everyone just left me. Everyone. I was alone in this house. In this suffocating place where every corner held a new punishment. A new way to remind me I didn't matter. A tear slipped out without permission, sliding down my cheek and into the dust below. Six months... and still not a single call from Ahaan. Not a single "Are you okay?"

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒓𝒔-𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆: 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚, 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆? 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒊𝒕. 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕. 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒋𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚. 𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒅? 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒍, 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒅, 𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒋𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏? 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝑰 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏-𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒓'𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅. 𝑳𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒓𝒔. »»-----　✼　-----«« 𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒓𝒔 »»-----　✼　-----««

She was only six when her fate was sealed with his name. Thirteen years later, when Dua returns from abroad, everyone expects a westernized, rebellious girl. Instead, they find a soft, cultured young woman whose beauty and grace leave whispers of envy trailing in her wake. She is no longer the timid child everyone remembers, but a breathtaking young woman draped in grace and quiet strength. The entire haveli whispers about her beauty. Some admire. Some envy. But only one man burns with an obsession he can't control-her husband by nikkah, Taimoor Arsalan Shah. Cold. Powerful. Feared by many. Taimoor never wanted a wife chosen for him. Never wanted the childhood nikkah that tied him to her. Years later, he has built a life of authority, discipline, and unyielding pride. But when Dua walks back into his haveli, draped in innocence and quiet strength, he is struck with a possessiveness he never thought himself capable of. Her lowered lashes and trembling lips make him realize that the girl he once ignored is now the only woman capable of undoing him. She wants freedom. He wants her surrender. And in a world bound by family honor, secrets, and desire- love was never supposed to feel this dangerous.The girl he once rejected is now the woman he cannot let go of-even if it means breaking her heart to claim it. "You were mine before you even knew what marriage meant, Dua. And now... you'll know exactly what it means to belong to me."

In a cramped Bandra East flat, Haider and Tejas have built a carefully curated life between corporate slavery and hospital rounds. To the average viewer, they're just roommates-one focused on their respective careers. However, to each other they are everything and more. They are the opposite sides of the same coin, the price of love remains the same.

Tara Kalyani Sen had always believed life was simple, until one night everything changed. Then he appeared. Aahan Dev. A man of sharp lines, colder than the marble of his penthouse, yet with eyes that seemed to see far more than they should. He offered her a way out....but at a price she never imagined. A marriage. Not of love. Not of choice. And though every instinct screamed to run, a strange, dangerous pull kept her there; in the orbit of a man who could destroy her....or save her. In his world, nothing was simple. And in hers, nothing would ever be the same again.

Tujhse Hi Ghar Lagta Hai *(Home Feels Like You)* Naazlee never planned to stay. Almas never planned to care. When Naazlee arrives at the Khan household with too many suitcases, too much attitude, and a life she refuses to explain, the last thing she expects is to clash with someone like Almas - quiet, observant, and annoyingly composed. He walks with a crutch. She walks with walls around her heart. From awkward silences and sarcastic arguments to shared glances and unspoken understanding, their lives slowly begin to intertwine in ways neither of them can control. In a house full of chaos, laughter, and secrets... something soft begins to grow between them. But love was never part of the plan. And sometimes, the hardest thing isn't falling in love- it's realizing you already have. ✨ A slow-burn story about healing, home, and finding comfort in the most unexpected person. ---

Vedarth Srivastava He was once everything his family tried to raise, a spark that lights a room, warms you up and makes you forget your sorrows. But betrayal made him quieter. Now, the world sees him as arrogant and rude. He lets them believe it. Yet somewhere beneath the silence, the old Ved still exists, the one who picked up stray puppies and brought them home without thinking twice. He remains unaware of the storm dressed in suits and jhumkas, which is about to enter his life, without his permission. Treta Nigam Though shaped by tragedy, Treta refuses grief to govern her life. She is intentionally alive, effortlessly warm. She makes people seen within minutes. She's not scared to love, not wary of people. When people label her "loud" or "too much", she lets them. Because it's easier than explaining the depth behind it. She chooses laughter the way some people choose silence. Not because she hasn't seen darkness, but because she refuses to live inside it. For the past one and a half years, Vedarth's family and friends have treated him like glass. Careful. Gentle. Afraid he might break. But Treta? She doesn't treat him like he's broken. She treats him like he's an inconvenient ad interrupting her favorite Bollywood song. Whatever has fate planned?