"Samay ne unhe alag kiya. Samay hi unhe fir milaayega" 🪔🦚🐚🪕🦢 Some stories are written once. Theirs is written every lifetime. She is a filmmaker drawn to forgotten legends tales of star-crossed lovers, cursed rivers, shadow-beings, and divine echoes. Stories no one remembers... yet feel strangely familiar to her. Then there is him the man who appears in places he shouldn't, who knows paths she hasn't taken, and whose eyes hold a silence older than memory. Every story she uncovers pulls them closer. Every step they take awakens something the world forgot. And somewhere between past and present, dreams and waking, destiny and choice the Kaalchakra, the eternal wheel of time, begins to stir. Some bonds return with every birth. Some truths wait for the right moment. And some loves... refuse to end. KAALCHAKRA - a dark, timeless tale where myth bleeds into the modern world, and two souls walk a path written long before they were born

She knows that she loves him from her childhood but she doesn't know that is her biggest mistake . She thinks that he is love her that way she do . But it's her misunderstanding . The time more pass ..the distance between us more . He becomes rude and cold towards me and always insults me . He is not the one who i love . I don't why . In our children we used to play and make promises but now he is even disgusted himself if i touch his things ..... If you want to know what happens!! Then you should read. I can say this story doesn't waste time when you read it .. =========🍁🍁🍁🍁========= The cover photo is not my . I take the photo from Google. English is not my first language . So , ignore my grammar article mistake . It's my original story . So , don't cover it . Or i have to take steps .

𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟏 × 𝟐3 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: #𝟏 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 She saw him more than once. And every time, her heart betrayed her; racing, stumbling, fluttering like a caged butterfly chasing a memory. Her breath shortened, her chest tightened, and still, she said nothing. Because it wasn't her place. Because she was never meant to be seen. Until she was. Until the day she stood before him, not as a stranger in the crowd, but as his bride. The wrong bride. He had seen her before. Once in passing, her eyes barely a flicker in his peripheral vision, dismissed for a prettier pair. The second time, he saw her through a vow sealed in blood and duty. And rage erupted. Exacting. Demanding. She wasn't supposed to wear that dress. She wasn't supposed to carry his name. But now that she does... There's no turning back.

𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟕 × 𝟐𝟖 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: # 𝟐 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 Four years. Ask Zahir Pratap Ravalyan how many days, how many minutes, how many seconds those years hold. Ask me why, despite having everything -power, name, and the throne -I was never content. I was born to rule. Trained to conquer. Disciplined to reign. But now, all I want is to tear away the veil hiding the stranger who wears my wife's face. Because she looks like her. She breathes like her. Yet she is not my wife. Then tell me- Who is she?

𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗠𝗔𝗙𝗜𝗔 𝗦𝗢𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗖𝗔𝗣𝗢 - 𝗜𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗡 𝗕𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗘 𝙸 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 ℝ𝕒𝕨, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝙷𝚘𝚖𝚎, 𝙲𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝙾𝚗𝚎. 𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚑 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙰 𝚆𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙼𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝙽𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝗞𝗔𝗜 𝗝𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗦, 𝟮𝟮 A budding YouTube vlogger with a childlike mind, whose cuteness leaves women in awe, is bullied by men for his soft nature. Continuing his passion, his life went smoothly. Until one fateful day, he visits the hospital to meet his BFF, where he feels the predatory gaze of an Amber eye upon him. 𝗗𝗔𝗚𝗚𝗘𝗥𝗢𝗡 𝗧𝗬𝗡𝗔𝗡 𝗖𝗢𝗦𝗧𝗔, 𝟮𝟵 A Renowned Billionaire in society's eyes; in the Mafia world, he is the Boss of Weapons Trafficking and infamous for the title "𝗡𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗲." His stare alone is enough to instill fear in other Mafia bosses, with reasons shrouded in mystery. Then came a day when his aloof eyes fell on Kai-His Cute One. The day his gaze softened and hungered for Kai. His Purity. 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗞𝗮𝗶 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻 𝗖𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗮? 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗖𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗮 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗞𝗮𝗶 𝘀𝗮𝗳𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗘𝗺𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲, 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝘂𝗶𝗹𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀?

Love & Passion (LP) : Book One " For his pools of obsidian black gaze, I would paint the world red. " ~his ishi " For the warmth of her hazel gaze, I would surrender every breath, every fragment of my being. " ~her veer

Wrongly blamed for his brother's "suicide," billionaire Christian Holt forces Melody Evans into a revenge marriage and cruelly rips away their newborn daughter after divorcing her. Tormented to breaking point by his ruthless mother and scheming ex-girlfriend, Melody vanishes. She returns as an untouchable powerhouse CEO. Cold and unbreakable. Now Christian must face the truth and grovel like never before to reclaim the woman he destroyed.

She was born with a crown. He was raised with a gun. Eighteen-year-old Akashi Singh Ranawat is no ordinary girl-she's the hidden heir to the royal throne of Udaipur. After a brutal attack left her family dead and the world believing she perished too, she was raised in shadows and trained in silence. Now, freshly graduated from military school, she returns to Udaipur-not as a princess, but as Akashi Mehra, the adopted daughter of a humble restaurant family. Her mission? To live, learn, and one day reclaim her kingdom on her terms. But Royal Crown College, where her parents once fell in love, is no haven anymore. Enter Raunak Singh Rathore-twenty-two, ruthless, and heir to Delhi's deadliest mafia empire. Rules the students like a dark prince, and never loses a fight... or a girl. Until her. She defies him without knowing who he is. He marks her without knowing who she's becoming. What begins as a dangerous bet to break her turns into an obsession that could burn kingdoms to the ground. And in a college where everyone wears masks, only one truth remains: Crowns are forged in blood. But the deadliest ones are crowned in lies.

"I won't let anyone harm you..ever again." He promised, eyes filled with determination and possessiveness. Afterall, she is his...only his. "I know." She smiled kissing his cheek, her eyes filled with hope and happiness. ~~~ "I...I wi-ill protect you.." He pleaded, his voice cracking. He took a tentative step forward, but she recoiled, her body trembling with the weight of past pain. She looked at him, her eyes hollow, a tear tracing the line of her cheek as she let out a bitter laugh. "𝒁𝒂𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒎 𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒆 𝒗𝒂𝒍𝒆...𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒉𝒂𝒎 𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒊 𝒃𝒂𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆." 𝔸 𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖, 𝕣𝕖𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟. ~~~~~~~ 🔞