Princess Saanvi, a girl obsessed with smutty novels found herself caged in a loveless marriage out of her own greed, now she must do anything to fulfill her desires of a great sex and romantic life even if it means to seduce her husband's brother. With the goodlooks, elegance and intelligence she possess it didn't take much for her to win the heart of her brother-in-law, Prince Mohan, who was perfect for her, as he is not only extremely charming but also the crush of many! But King Aniruddha, the elder brother of the brothers is the only problem, a man who is accused of killing his own wife after domestic violence, he will do anything in his power to tear their relationship apart. But why Aniruddha is so bothered by their relationship? Is it just his orthodox mindset or does he have some dark desires for his sister-in-law? Probably the start of a twisted love triangle. But who will win ? Can the hero protect her? Or will the villain get her?

He was my love, but I was just his path towards the crown which he never owned. When my parents warned me he was a terrorist, I laughed. I didn't believe them. Not until he robbed his own love and left her to die in tiny deaths, moment by moment. We weren't just a few years apart in age, but miles apart in our thoughts as well. Our origins were different, our upbringings were different, we lived in different directions of the world, and yet I never let any of these cause a crack between us, until he decided to build one. REVENGE. His revenge. I was born with the title of Princess, and he was forced to become a knight. He was ready to destroy both of us in the flames of his revenge, lapping around our relationship's newly dug grave. And yet, I stood there firm, unshakable, unbreakable, indestructible, ready to see what his extent was. Because no matter what, at the edge where he ends... I begin. Our marriage didn't only gave a new direction to our relation, but it also sparked an unspoken hunger in him. I don't know why I was getting punished for something I never did. Not only did I betray the promise to my parents, but I also betrayed my every boundary for him. My love for him turned to my dedication when he gave me the only reason to hate him. He put his blade on the neck of the only one I loved the most. So, I put my blade on him, slicing off all the threads of our never budding relationship. He wanted to win it all for the Crown. So, I destroyed it all for the Blood. It was the battle of Blood vs Crown. And the winner was yet to be announced.

Born and Bought up in small village, she has only known how to cook, how to fight and how to sow and reap the crops not the politics and life inside the palace, being an ordinary girl she has many dreams like getting married to a man giving birth to their child and giving the motherly love to those children she hasn't received in her life, the last thing she has ever expected was to walk to the aisle and getting Married to Your Majesty. He was a cruel heartless and manipulative King, Always putting his need before anyone, he has always been in control, and the sudden internal clash in his kingdom has shook his throne angering him and forcing him to take action even it means marrying a commoner.

It was all easy in her mind when she planned about it, but things have habit to not go in the way they were previously planned, with a mission to kill her brother and herself she stood proudly in court room, but fate had something else in her store, her brother died but she didn't, she was saved by the King who was there to took her with him, She was thrusted in a life she never wanted nor planned. Time hold power to heal every kind of wound no matter how big or how small they are, the only difference is sometime it take much more time to heal and sometime it's matter of few days, with each passing day she was feeling more and more alone, the only person she had around her was him, she didn't realise when her heart stopped hating him but at the end she was a mere mistress whose sole purpose was to provide him a heir and get back to her own kingdom and get killed by her own father... Spin off book is "There is no forever" based on Sara and Abhram ∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆ 1. Umm, I personally felt that love progress in the book was bit fast. 2. The book is a rollercoaster ride, and at some chapter you will find male character too good or too bad. 3. The female character is kind of stubborn but forgiving and kind. 4. There is mature scenes in book, so If you are below 18 or uncomfortable with the adult content, do not bother to go ahead. 5. The book doesn't revolve around lead characters only, I have tried to involve each and every character of this book till a certain limit. 6. May be few things frustrate you or make you angry, But I request you all to be polite and think before you make any comment because being a person I have feelings that get hurt easily and I am kind off bitchy person so I retort back rudely, so please place your opinion politely, if you feel that there is too much drama and all just quit reading, do not bother to leave violent and harsh comments. 7. Okay with all this? Go ahead,

Rudra was my love and so was I for him until I came to know that everything was just a game. Emotions and blood have that sacred bond that the thickness of blood matters on the emotions running through the nerves. Mine was the love, eternal love, and his was the revenge, deadly revenge. That two months were the most blissful of mine when I felt his love pouring over every bit of me. I was wet in the ocean of his love to the core that it did not take me to think twice to submit all of myself to him. To the extent that the title of the Princess, daughter of King Rajvardhan and Queen Abhishree, and pride of Mahabalesgarh did not matter to me. I gave all of me to him on that particular night. His love made me submit to the extent that I forgot that doing this before marriage would be considered a sin. The night was long, happening, and tiring, and I realized that by my state in the morning. The naked self, broken bangles, and a messed up bed. And, I was not alone to witness it. The whole Empire knew what happened between me and Rudra. My family shook to the core and I was broken to know that he left me just with a letter. "A scar your family gave to me and a scar I gave to your family" And, I was shattered to know that everything was just a plot for revenge. My tears did not stop for weeks. I could not believe how could I do that. How could I go deeper into him that I did not think about my family, their reputation, and pride? He ruined me, my life, and my family. The woman was considered to be the delicate flower of the family's pride and he burnt it by just plucking it. But, this was not to be done. Not with me, not with anyone and I made up my mind to extend the invitation of my ceremony to choose a suitor for marriage to his King, his Uncle, a eighty years old man searching for a young bride to produce heirs. And, to him to taste his food. The Revenge. Which burns Rudra for her now. Copyright@2023 Mature Theme!

The story is set in a time when there used to be kings and queens. In the kingdom of Shravangarh, a girl is married to her King, her bestfriend, the one who knows her by heart.The beginning of their relationship is the beginning of war. So is their marriage just a responsibility or something else? This is a story about a Queen who is obsessed with her husband and a King who crazy about his wife. ☆Warning :This story contains mature themes (like sex, blood, violence) so proceed with caution. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. Readers discretion is advised.

She was born beneath a crown of gold... and now, she kneels before a man who wears the blood of her family, of her people. When Princess Layla Zahara's kingdom burns, she's dragged from the ashes and thrown at the feet of Malik Aza-el, the desert's ruthless conqueror, the monster whispered about in prayers and nightmares alike. He's everything she was raised to despise: merciless, untouchable, a god forged in the heat of war. But Malik doesn't want her kingdom. He wants her. A captive. A prize. A weapon to break, or a queen to burn beside him. A spoil of war. His war. And as the nights stretch long, where power tastes like sin and mercy is a myth, Layla must decide what's more dangerous: the hatred she swore to carry... or the hunger that now consumes her whenever his grey eyes find her in the dark. Because in Malik's world, even love bleeds. And the only way to survive him... is to become his equal. Or his concubine.

𓍯𓂃𓏧Book 1 of historical series..ᝰ.ᐟ ❥ 𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 ❥ "I am incomplete without you Just the way Stars are incomplete without the moon" ~Nayantara Rajput "And just like the moon, We must go Through phases of emptiness To feel full again." ~Anirudh Singh Rathore ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── The story revolves around Nayantara, the princess of Somgarh, and Anirudh, the prince of Rajgarh. They were childhood sweethearts who shared a deep affection for one another. Their parents arranged their betrothal during their early years, solidifying their bond. Both loved each other and were set to marry in a few months. But what happened that Somgarh and Rajgarh became enemy. and Anirudh denied to get married to Nayantara. ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── What will Nayantara do now? In fifteenth century no one wanted to marry a woman whose engagement was already broken.

𓍯𓂃𓏧Book 2 of historical series..ᝰ.ᐟ ❥𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑬𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔❥ "Don't you have any shame?! You are getting married in few hours and here you are with some other woman." "You are not some other woman! You are mine, my woman!" "No, I'm not. I won't be your secret, your mistress. That's why I've decided, I'm leaving Rajgarh. For good." "Don't you dare! Or I will hunt you down from anywhere in the world" ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Abhimanyu Singh Rathore and Kashmira Chauhan were never friends. Childhood rivals, bitter enemies, constantly bickering yet strangely inseparable. But something shattered between them four years ago. No goodbyes, no explanations, just silence. However, fate intervened and united them unexpectedly. Their paths crossed when Kashmira arrived in Rajgarh, his realm. The emotions they had long suppressed began to resurface, complicating their ability to remain apart. ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Join me in the journey of Abhimanyu and Kashmira to know if their love can survive or not. Will these enemies ever turn into lovers?

In the Kingdom of Hudaan, where betrayal was a birthright and deception a way of life, a storm was about to rise. Hayat Nazar, the cherished daughter of Hashmet and Mariyam, had everything she had ever wished for. With her wedding to Ahmar Shams-the love of her life-just around the corner, she felt as if she were living in a dream. A dream so perfect, it seemed untouchable. Until Sheikh Tayyab bin Zubair al Hudaan decided to destroy it. Once a man of honor, the Emir of Hudaan had become a shadow of his former self-a tyrant who ruled with an iron fist, a man feared and hated in equal measure. Where there was mercy in him once, now there was only darkness. Where there was once a heart, now lay a void filled with the need for revenge. And now, for reasons unknown to her, he had set his sights on ruining her. A cruel twist of fate bound them together, locked in a war neither had chosen but both refused to lose. Hatred was the only language they spoke, their every interaction laced with scorn and defiance. A twisted game of ruin had begun. Masks were donned. Every move, a calculated strike. Every word, a dagger in disguise. Lies became truth. Deception turned into an art form. Betrayal was no longer a choice but a necessity. But amidst the wreckage of their hatred, something unexpected took root. They had been ready to break each other. They had been ready to burn. But they had never been ready for this. For the one thing they had never foreseen was the one thing that could ruin them both. Welcome to the Kingdom of Hudaan, where secrets are buried deeper than the dead, treachery runs through the veins of its people, and love... love is the most dangerous game of all. "I would set fire to myself if it meant keeping you warm. I would shatter if it meant piecing you back together. Because if love is to destroy, then let it be you who ruins me." - Sheikh Tayyab bin Zubair