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"There is no need to search for a bride, Dadi. We do not require one. What we need is a surrogate. To fulfill my duty, I must find a surrogate who will carry the heir."****Mitali's brother spoke of an offer they had received from the heartless moneylender, Vijay Singh. A wealthy family was in need of a surrogate for their unmarried son and the proposal involved waiving interest and 20% of the principal if they agreed. The family was offering fifty lakhs, which left Mitali speechless. She couldn't help but feel torn between the glimpse of hope at the end of the tunnel and the gaping chasm that stood in her way."Mitali, if we accept this offer, we'll have thirty lakhs to spare after reclaiming our home. Please consider it," pleaded her brother, avoiding meeting her gaze.Trembling uncontrollably, tears gush from her eyes with reckless abandon as the very dreams she had woven are shattered against a final twig of hope. She watches in despair as her family, the apples of her eyes, are dragged down into the dark abyss of hopelessness.****What happens when desperation and debt force two different worlds to collide?#11 out of 2M stories in romance.…

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"We have the name of the man we want on this team - Abhay Malhotra." Avantika's eyes widened as if they could somehow swallow the reality of the condition laid before her. Each heartbeat hammered relentlessly against her chest, a cacophony of hope and fear that threatened to shatter her composure. Abhay Malhotra - the name echoed through her thoughts, dredging up memories she had long sought to bury.****"I've arranged a co-founder position for you at a promising FinTech startup. This could be the fresh start you've been looking for. But... but it is her company, Abhay. It is Avantika's company."Abhay's heart skipped a beat at the mention of Avantika's name. The memories of their last encounter flooded his mind, the hurt and disappointment etched in her piercing brown eyes as she accused him of betrayal. Guilt weighed heavy on his chest as he recalled the pain he had caused her, the trust he had shattered with his actions. Could he really face her again after all this time and expect forgiveness?****Avantika Sharma, a fierce entrepreneur, stands at a crossroads of hiring the man who broke her heart or losing an important investment for her start-up after her finance co-founder duped her. Abhay Malhotra had prayed for an opportunity, any opportunity, to fall his way after fall from grace when the offer from Avantika's startup knocks at his door. Can forgiveness bloom from the ashes of bruised pride?…

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"I don't love her in the way she does," said Vivaan, causing Vrinda's hopeful smile to fade into a heartbroken frown. She stood amidst two warring families, hoping for support from childhood best friend who had won her heart, only to be spurned away in the most shattering way possible. His reluctance to reciprocate her amour had thrown away her self-respect to the wolves waiting to pounce upon her. He had been the ray of hope in every tumultuous situation, but alas, destiny decided to throw her into the vortex of darkness; away from her beloved, torn by guilt for letting her family down, and withered by the anguish of betrayal."Why, Vivaan? Why did you break every promise made to me when I needed you the most?"…

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\ i-kl-zhən \ the act of emerging from the pupal case or hatching from the egg.An obedient daughter. A dutiful wife. An affectionate daughter-in-law. A kind woman.Somewhere whilst playing the many roles assigned to her, Madhuri Shukla née Mishra had lost herself and relinquished the dreams she had seen growing up in an idyllic town near the Uttar Pradesh-Delhi Border. Her world comes crashing down around her when she learns she suffers from sexually transmitted diseases which her husband had contracted during his dalliances. Instead of sympathizing with her, her loved ones, to whom she had devoted every moment of her life, cast aspersions on her integrity and declare her as the culprit.Every time she ticked a box decided by those around her to assess her worth, she had lost a piece of her. But she had no qualms. The building blocks of a splendid future, or so she had thought they were.But when those blocks fall apart and those who had taken turns to define her identity abandon her, will Madhuri find her true self she had left behind or will she resign to the unmerciful fate?…

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\ əˈprɪs.ə.ti \ warmth of the sun breaking through in winter."Marry?" asked Ranveer. "Last I remember, you refused me to marry me when asked!" Ranveer's search for hints of remorse in her eyes proved futile. "I'm sorry about that and about your fiancee eloping."A wry chuckle escaped Ranveer's lips. "Please, Suhani. I know you meant what you had said. And I know you aren't interested in marrying me, so why the meet and the proposition?"Suhani drew a sharp breath and a stern smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "Well, we can offer each other something that the other wants. Marrying me will help you and your family save face.""What does the proposition offer that you want?" he asked with his eyes narrowed. "A chance at motherhood."…

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"You took away my parents from me, stole my childhood, and crushed my heart like it was nothing. But yet, I feel something for you and my mind is still conflicted about our relationship."Atharv's words tore through the air, his voice trembling with rage. His eyes were ablaze with a mix of hurt and sorrow. Her breath stopped and her heart raced as dread filled her veins with ice. She had never imagined his words, not in her most wondrous dream or terrifying nightmare. This unexpected happening had drained the life out of her body, leaving her numb and broken.Killed his parents? How?Broke his heart?His complaint had confirmed her yesteryear fantasy of reigning his heart in a way that broke her own heart. The agony ripped through her bones until all that remained was an empty void where her heart once was."You are no different than them - full of lies and deceit! My mind screams that you are nothing more than a puppet master pulling strings, pushing buttons, playing with feelings like it doesn't matter. My family has already been broken beyond repair by your manipulative kind, and I won't let you do the same to me. Not again." # 258 dark out of 123K stories# 384 heartbreak out of 151K stories…

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She revered him with remains of her torn soul. The monsters of his childhood ravaged his soul, yearning for solace.Her battered heart continued to image him, yet the earnestness could not allay the misery smiting his heart.He was the essence of the most exquisite of her dreams and also of her worst nightmares, when in reality she could feel his fingers slipping through hers despite her earnest attempts to hold on to him. She was certain that if 'perfect love' indeed existed, her passion for him would qualify for the epithet. But what did they say about 'perfect love'?Unconditional. Eternal. Tragic. She had little doubt if her love embodied the latter two ideals but, unconditional? Conditions invariably apply, don't they? For the boon of his love, she had no objections to sacrifice herself. And yet, sometimes love was not enough. Will the conditions pull apart the foundation of their eternal and tragic love? Will he succeed in fighting away the demons of his past?…

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Goa Special Ops Division enlists the help of Dr. Swadha Agarwal-a tenacious and meticulous house surgeon-after two students disappear from the esteemed Bhuvaneshwari Medical College without a trace, except for a riddle hinting at them, dating before their disappearance. DSP Vikrant Arora-the sincere officer-in-charge-must partner with the young intern to disentangle the web of lies woven by those at the college to uncover the truth.The pressure mounts as a student fades into darkness every fortnight - the night of Asthami, or the eighth day in the Hindu lunar calendar - with no ransom calls from the kidnappers or bodies of the previous victims showing up. Each kidnapping and each betrayal made it clearer their enemy is not alone. Will they unravel the mystery of the kidnappings, racing against the time and foiling the attempts to spread chaos, or will they lose in the quest to neutralize the madness ravaging the state?Featured under Hidden Gems by Wattpad Romance Profile…

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"I will accept your resignation but under one condition," said Vikram Singhal, playing with the paperweight akin to the manner he was playing with the woman trembling in fury."And why are you under the impression that I will respect that condition, SIR?"Shikha feigned determination, knowing that if Vikram Singhal wanted something, he would get it by hook or by crook. She knew that her words would merely count as feeble and futile efforts of a fawn to fight off the mighty lion and nothing more.Her shivering form and quivering lips had given away her fears to her predator. His pupils dilated with desire and a lethally addicting ecstasy as he inched closer every moment in fulfilling them."You cannot leave the company without serving your notice period, until and unless, you pay me a compensation of ₹3,00,000, and as far as I know it is not possible in your case to bring that amount. That leaves you with no choice, but to comply with my wishes," said Vikram. He smirked victoriously at her rattled form.She inhaled sharply, gathering every bit of strength remaining in her and hoped against the hope that he would not demand what she had imagined."What do you want, Sir?""You. I want you."__________Vikram Singhal, a ruthless and shrewd gangster, ruled the business world under the guise of a business owner and ruled the whole of Uttar Pradesh as a dictator, till he fell for the impressionable Shikha Agarwal after a chance encounter. Shikha Agarwal, an orphan raised by her elder sister, believed the world was full of beautiful roses like herself, till the thorns of those roses surface in the form of a certain Vikram Singhal. They were two different worlds which had clashed because of his obsession, but will they ever merge to create one beautiful world for themselves?*Slow burn. Not a submissive heroine.…

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Daksh Malhotra - a womanizer and a ruthless billionaire - tears apart the life of Asmita Sharma - a vivacious and ambitious young woman - when he finds himself enamored by her. Asmita tries to pick up the broken pieces of her life and strives to fly away from her demons, but will she succeed or will her spirit succumb to his merciless advances? _________________________________________He felt pity for the devastated woman standing in front of him, but the only thing that mattered to him was possessing her and making her his. He did not know where the fatal attraction would lead them to, but he had every intention to act on it - no matter what it ensued."Think whatever you want, but my condition will not change. If you don't want Sunita's love to leave her at the altar then you will have to marry me and be my wife." The finality in his voice made Asmita shudder at the mere thoughts of his words turning into reality. She despised him for playing with her dignity. How could she barter her dignity for her friend's happiness?~When passion meets inspiration, obsession is born.~*Not a love story.…