In a world where power is everything, the Shekhawat men rule from the shadows-ruthless, untouchable, and hidden behind the façade of billion-dollar empires. Their secrets are buried deep, their sins masked behind tailored suits and cold stares. No one dares to cross them. Until they do. Yashika, Meher, Trisha, and Tanishka-four women bound to the Shekhawat brothers by fate, deception, and secrets too dangerous to unveil. Each step they take, each vow they make, pulls them deeper into a world where love is a weapon and loyalty is a curse. Yashika fights against a marriage that was never meant to be hers. Meher walks a thin line between silence and rebellion. Trisha plays a game even she isn't sure she can win. Tanishka, the wildcard, is the one threat they never saw coming. But in a world where betrayal is inevitable and love is a dangerous illusion-who will survive, and who will burn?

Every middle-class lane in India has an Anjali. You see her drying clothes on the terrace, her glass bangles clinking, her eyes carrying a quiet tiredness that no one bothers to ask about. When Anjali married Raghav, she didn't ask for the world. She just wanted a small corner of happiness. Instead, she got the Sharma household-a place where the walls are thick with old rules, and her presence is only acknowledged when there is work to be done. Raghav is there, tied to her by a holy knot, but he's caught in his own daily struggles, leaving Anjali to fight her quiet battles all alone. From the kitchen to the courtyard, it's a constant compromise. It's the ache of never being enough, of being treated like an outsider in the place you're supposed to call home. It's the story of every woman who smiles through the steam of the pressure cooker while her heart is breaking inside. But how long can a soul survive on just crumbs of affection and respect? Sins of Alter is not a fairy tale. It is the raw, beating heart of a middle-class home. It's Raghav and Anjali's journey through the small joys, the heavy sacrifices, and the quiet fight of a woman trying to find her place in a world that keeps pushing her into the shadows.

𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒊𝒕? 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆...𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂. __________________________________________ |● 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐍𝐈×𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐑𝐀𝐌 In a world where power whispers louder than screams & silence kills, where the walls have the stories that are meant to be hidden, where some vows are made in blood. Some in shadows, he sat on the throne. The throne born of ruin. And she-unseen, unheard, unwanted-was the only one who ever looked him in the eye... and didn't look away. She didn't belong to him. But she wasn't hers anymore either. He wanted to drag her into his world, ruin her with his silence, mark her where no one else could see. And yet, he stood there-cold, controlled, burning. Because the ache wasn't the worst part. The fact that he liked it was. Two unseen souls. One forced bond. And a storm no one saw coming. #2nd book in "His Bride" Series. ●Started on 3rd October. ROY♡

This is the continuation of the story that began with Prithvi.. (volume 1) - http://www.wattpad.com/story/5433945-prithvi-vol-1 Note posted on 5 October 2022 'Prithvi' is an ongoing story. It was in 2008 that the story began to flow through me. I continue to be as passionate about it as I was back then. However, I do not know how long it would take to be completed. I do not know how many more volumes or chapters will be required. I update chapters only once a month, and even that doesn't happen at times. But if you would still like to experience this story, please go ahead and give it a try. I hope you enjoy reading 'Prithvi' as much as I enjoy writing it.

It all started in 2025. Our planet had recently recovered from a pandemic which took away thousands of lives but still.......we all survived and life came back to normal after many efforts of ours and our world leaders. But who knew that this pandemic was nothing compared to what humanity was about to see. The Vedas and other ancient scriptures had depicted that Kalyuga will be the worst 'Yuga' for the humans. But this was far more than worse and far early than predicted. That night.......that one night of 'Amavasya' was just the beginning of the darkest days of 'Kalyuga'. We were so fascinated by the theories of science that we started to consider the ancient stories and ancient beings as myths. But that 'Amavasya' came just like a slap on our faces. Cursed to a life of misery and slavery, all we could do was pray but our prayers remain unanswered even today after 1000 years of that night. Because those whom we expect to answer our prayers.............were also cursed.

🔅🔆Sequel of The Crowned Prince. Can't be read alone, kindly read The Crowned Prince first.🔆🔅 As he said, "It's not going to be peaches and cream,it's going to be roses and thorns." And he was waiting to be torn by the thorns just to get a whiff of the intoxicating smell of that sinful Rose. 🔅🔆🔅 She settled herself beside him. He glanced up from his laptop and asked, "What happened?" "I am nervous.",she muttered. "Come here.", he kept his laptop aside and pulled her closer. She hugged him tightly, hiding her face in his chest. He possessively wrapped his arms around her as if hiding her from the world. "You are my Queen, you know that?",he patted her head. She nodded her head, but pushing herself more in his chest. Who will tell this Crown Prince, that it was not nervousness, but her craving for his attention, love and care. 🔅🔆🔅 "Enough!!",she showed her hand and said in a loud voice. "Mr. Rawal, tell your son to stay in his limits.",she looked at the aged man. "Why the hell are you talking to my father? Talk to me, woman.",that man said arrogantly. "Mr. Yogesh Rawal, if I would have been you, I would love to mind my own business. Don't you dare to talk to me in that tone,ever. Believe me, you won't love the consequences.", her sweet tone laced with venom. "How-" He started in anger only to be cut in middle by her. "You love to test my patience, don't you? Listen to me and listen clearly, if you want your little self to stay alive,might I add in a single piece then just shut your bloody mouth. My tolerance is hanging on a thin thread.", she whispered to make it clear to that thick headed man. 🔅🔆🔅 She is the woman. Woman of words and confidence. Woman who demand respect. Her aura, screaming authority. Her eyes, burning with embers. Her heart, blazing from years. Her soul, greedy to see someone's end. Beware! Nobody will be spared in THE QUEEN'S REALM. 🔅🔆🔅 Peep in to know more....

Samhita Maity, a historian, found excitement in discovering long-lost secrets of histories- a perfectionist in her work. However, there was one mysterious figure eluding her expertise-the exploration of the most celebrated king of ancient India, whose name resounded across the world. His unwritten and unfinished books ignited her curiosity, and day and night, her thoughts were consumed by him. Who was he beyond the exterior of a king? How did his empire attain such advanced and flourishing heights that even contemporary science couldn't reach? Why were only fragments written about him? Where did he vanish so suddenly? These questions lingered, morphing into an obsession. Driven by an insatiable desire to unravel his mystery, Samhita set on a daring journey through time, stepping into his kingdom. As the threads of time intertwined, Samhita became Rajadhiraj Vikramaditya's own obsession. She had entered the realm of an eagle, and now, there seemed to be no escape. Would she find her way back to her own time? Would he permit her departure or would she be held captive by the sparks of dominance and power that crackled between them? Could their individual dominances coexist, or would they crumble in the face of each other's compelling forces?

"How could I ever compete with her? She's everything I'm not." "She was right in front of me. Only I was too blind to notice it." Watch 2 broken people, with their own share of heartache and insecurity find their path to each other. They've been given a chance to heal their broken heart and love. Will they grab it tight? Or let it go?

"Her intoxication spreads like a venom inside me" .... This book revolves around King Rajadhiraj Vikram Pratap Raghuwanshi and his Queen Shivanya Rajadhiraj Raghuwanshi. The tale of the two historical protagonist begins when they are forcefully arranged with each other by their respective families. Hatred brewed in both their hearts for being tied to each other without their consent. Delving further, we see that Princess Shivanya is a notorious rebel who loves going against proper etiquette and ethics, whereas Prince Adhiraj is psychopath with an unpleasant past, he is of course the heir apparent of his Raghuwansh clan and Someshwara Dynasty. Adhiraj is smitten by his wife's intoxicating beauty, clearly unknown of Shivanya's psyche of being a warrior and a certain rebel naturally, he is confused weather to hate her or to lust on her, whereas Shivanya makes up her mind to destroy the man she is destined to marry. Her innocence soon follows one of the deadly sins popularly known as lust; his lust. She has no knowledge of love while he thinks love as a waste of time and that he is not capable of loving. A hero can sacrifice you to save the world but a villain will destroy the world to save you And in her case he was the villain The villain of his own tale. He had the demons which mirrored her own. Join them in their journey of love, hate, lust, desire and innocence. ADHINYA QUEEN OF ADHIRAJ #ongoing

"Her love was lustrous and naive like a child while his was strong as armour and forever wild." . . A saga of the two souls who are forbidden for one another but are ready to tear apart the world if its comes to their love, a massive clash that follows after that and the lives affected by it. . . {This is the spin-off of Begusarai and cannot be read stand-alone.} . . Cover @kuromi2210