Before they were born... Before their names were spoken... Before their eyes ever met... Destiny had already chosen them. Somewhere between prayers whispered before ancient deities, promises made beneath sacred lamps, and blessings carried through generations, two souls were unknowingly tied together by a thread no human hand could break. 𝐕𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐚𝐫 A woman with the heart of the earth itself gentle, resilient, and rooted like an ancient tree. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐫 A man born into a legacy larger than himself. A lion carrying the weight of a family name, a protector destined to stand tall even when the world demanded he bend. Their story was never merely a romance. It was the meeting of two destinies. A journey through love, loss, family, sacrifice, faith, and the invisible hand of fate that guides lives long before people understand its purpose. As hidden truths emerge and generations-old secrets begin to surface, Harsha and Veera find themselves standing at the crossroads of duty and desire. The world may call it coincidence. The elders may call it destiny. But perhaps the divine had written their story long ago. For when the Lion found the Tree... He found his home. And when the Tree found the Lion... She found the strength she never knew she possessed. Set against the grandeur of traditions, family bonds, sacred rituals, and a legacy that refuses to be forgotten, SIMHAVRIKSHA is a tale of soul-deep love, divine timing, and two hearts destined to grow together despite every storm. ❝Some unions are arranged by families. Some are chosen by hearts. And some are written by God long before either soul arrives on earth.❞ 🦁🌿 SIMHAVRIKSHA Where the Lion and the Sacred Tree become one destiny.

✿✿｡･:*:･ﾟ✿･:*:･ﾟ✿✿✿✿｡･:*:･ﾟ✿･:*:･ﾟ✿✿ To the women who were told to be silent, and chose to speak through their strength instead. To the men hardened by life, but brave enough to let love soften them. And to every soul caught between tradition and dreams- may you find the courage to live both. 💫 The Zamindar's Bride - Blurb She dreamed of white coats and stethoscopes. He ruled fields and farms with silence and steel. Varnika Kashyap, a bright 20-year-old aspiring doctor, had her whole life planned - until the sudden death of her parents shattered everything. Orphaned and vulnerable, she's coerced by her controlling aunt into a marriage she never wanted. Her groom? Vardhan Singh Rana - a 30-year-old village zamindar, feared by many, respected by all. Vardhan is everything Varnika is not - uneducated yet worldly, stoic yet intense, powerful yet rooted in tradition. He never asked for a bride, but his father's condition for inheritance forces him into the shackles of matrimony. Thrown together by circumstances neither of them chose, Varnika and Vardhan are strangers bound by a sacred vow. She is too naive for his world; he is too hardened for hers. And yet, amid the dusty courtyards, whispered secrets, and stifling expectations, a delicate tension brews. Will she find herself caged or cherished? Will he lose himself in love or keep building walls? A tale of forced beginnings, emotional awakening, and a love that neither of them saw coming.

Haya had plans. Plans to study, to dream a little longer, and maybe... to fall in love with the man she was engaged to. But sometimes, life changes before you have the chance to understand why. When her engagement is unexpectedly called off, the whispers begin. Relatives have questions, neighbours have opinions, and her family has only one concern-their honour. Within days, Haya is married to her older cousin. Zaid. A man she has feared since childhood. Quiet. Disciplined. Uncompromising. The kind of man who believes every problem has a right way to be solved. And Haya has never been that kind of person. Forced into a marriage neither of them asked for, they begin a life together carrying nothing but misunderstandings, resentment, and expectations. To Zaid, Haya is immature, stubborn, and unwilling to accept her responsibilities. To Haya, Zaid is another prison she never chose. But the longer they live under the same roof, the harder it becomes to hold on to first impressions. Because people are rarely who they seem. And perhaps the greatest mistake isn't judging someone... It's never asking for their side of the story. His Wife is a slow-burn arranged marriage romance about misunderstood people, unspoken grief, family expectations, and discovering that sometimes the person standing on the other side of your anger is carrying wounds you never noticed.

Four brothers. One empire. A love story written in power, passion, and destiny. They lost everything in fire. Now, they will rise from the ashes. The Rajvansh brothers-heirs to an empire, rulers of their worlds-had their lives shattered in one brutal night. Their family was burned. Their legacy stolen. Their past erased. But if their enemies thought they were finished, they had made a grave mistake. The world had turned against them. Now, they would turn the world into their battlefield. Revenge. Power. Blood. The Rajvansh brothers will not stop until their enemies kneel. Until love entered their lives. They were kings, but these women? They were the queens who could bring them to their knees. Between love and revenge, power and passion, devotion and destruction-who will surrender first? A tale of love, destiny, and the fall of mighty kings... in Sajdaa.

What if Lakshmi herself was cursed to forget the one soul who loved her through every lifetime? Not an avatar. Not Radha. Not Rukmini. But the true goddess herself. Born again and again only to lose her memories each time before she could remember him. In Kaliyug, Ishani hated gods with her whole heart. Especially Vishnu and Krishna. To her, they were silent deities who watched suffering without saving anyone. But death changes destinies. After a tragic end, Ishani is reborn in Dwapar Yug as Princess Ishira - beloved daughter of the feared king Kansa. Raised in power, luxury, and blind love, Ishira grows cruel, arrogant, and fiercely protective of her father... unaware that the boy destined to kill him is the same soul waiting lifetimes for her to remember him. Far away in Vrindavan, Krishna watches her from afar. Patiently. Painfully. Lovingly. Because even her hatred cannot stop him from loving her. And this lifetime... Will either break the curse forever- Or break them instead.

His gaze locked into mine, intense, unwavering. "I need a verbal answer, little rose." I could hardly find my voice, but it escaped in a trembling whisper, "Y-yes... Abhii." In the next breath, he pulled my flush against him, his hand gripping the back of my neck. His lips found mine, gentle only for the first second before deepening. His kiss was commanding, urgent-sucking on my lips as if he'd never let me go. I tried to match him, to kiss him back, but his force, his hunger was overwhelming. All I could do was yield, surrender, let him take control. Wounded King is connected to the world of Shattered Silk, but it is a complete story on its own and can be read without reading the first book. Abhishek Rana never wanted a wife - only a name to offer someone with no one left. When he finds Naina, orphaned and alone, marrying her feels like fulfilling a duty... nothing more. "Not a single chapter wasted-every page pulls you deeper into a slow-burn that won't let you go." A slow-burn, age-gap romance between two broken souls forced into an unwanted marriage - and a love neither of them saw coming.

"You think you're a ghost in these halls, Aurora, but I have memorized the frequency of your breath. Go ahead-run. But I am the horizon; no matter how far you go, you are still within my sight. I will dismantle every version of a life you've built without me until the only thing left for you to lean on is my shadow. You aren't just a part of my world; you are the pulse I use to measure it." - Evander Laurent __________ In the hallowed, gothic halls of Ardencrest University, being a 'Ghost' is a survival strategy. Scholarship student Aurora Lane knows the rules: stay invisible, protect her brother, and avoid the gaze of the Elite. But she made one fatal mistake. She was noticed by the Crown Prince. Evander Laurent doesn't just lead; he possesses. He is a mastermind who views people as chess pieces, and he has decided that Aurora is his most prized prize. He doesn't want her heart-he wants to be the very air she breathes. He is systematically isolating her, tearing down her world until he is the only thing she has left to hold onto. In a game of psychological warfare and dark obsession, Aurora must decide: will she break under his control, or will she learn to rule the shadows he created? He's not just watching her. He's rewriting her reality. ____ "The Crown Prince |18+" is the first book in the Princes of Ardencrest Series

Book two of Aanyati - a warrior That inauspicious day left behind a broken soul which could never repair. This is the story of Aanyati who survived even in the worst and then came out the best , this is a story of how she gathered herself and became the strength of her children , a story of love , betrayal , heartbreak , death , life and the real dharma . That day left her with nothing , her love was gone so was her strength , the people she trusted to her death betrayed her , the people which she called her own left her . But she survived . Her children became her support , her sakha guided her and she emerged as the best to make her enemies suffer the worst . Don't read without reading the first part ...

'This is between me and my wife. ' He said and grabbing Meherunnisa's hand he left. He didn't even wait for Ayesha to say anything. He dragged Nisa along with him to the hotel room. She was silently sobbing. He stood right in front of her.'Why are you crying?' She bit her lower lip as she could not understand what to reply to him. ' I asked you why are you crying?' ' I don't know. ' she replied while wiping her eyes. He peered at her and suddenly grabbing both of her forearms he pushed her against the wall. Nisa became puzzled. This was the last thing she expected. She looked at him with shocked eyes. He was looking directly into her eyes as if staring directly into her soul. ' I hate it when someone touches what's mine.And , you are mine. '

In the quiet land of Mahishmati, Princess Jaya lives a simple life, loved by her people and untouched by the desires of power or beauty. Her heart, however, belongs somewhere it never should - to Krishna. Not in hope. Not in expectation. Only in silent devotion. As her swayamvara approaches, Jaya prepares to choose a husband among strangers, forcing herself toward a life she understands... away from feelings she refuses to name. But something within her begins to change. A dream. A voice. A presence that feels too real to ignore. She never wished for him. She never imagined him. And yet... her world no longer feels her own. 💓My Dear Lord 💓 A story of devotion, fear, and a love that crosses a line it was never meant to.