Pratap and rathor most powerful family And Shanaya Princess of pratap And daughter in law of rathore Pratap who didn't even know they had a girl in there house when they finally found out it was already 23 year They bought her home but she was cold distant didn't try to bond with anyone And pratap family were in there own betray and problems No one try to have bond with her each one with there own 'resons' but she didn't mind even a bit And then she was married to vikrant singh rathore due to a promise New house New people But nothing changed She was still cold still distant Vikrant went to London and came back after one year But nothing changed Until one night A attack happen And Shanaya lost her memory of three years before she meet them They saw a diffrent Shanaya A cheerful and Dramatic one *** What has caused her to become cold and distant What happens before she meet pratap and rathore *** Don't judge by this deception I am not good at writing it Try it once

Burdened by her mother's alcoholism, Tarika Singh grew up far too soon-caring for a broken woman and a little brother who depended on her for everything. But fate, ever cruel and unpredictable, had other plans. Now she sits among five half-brothers she never knew existed, beside a father whose name echoed through her childhood like a ghost. The shocking truth unravels-she is the sole princess of Rajasthan. Yet, the title brings no joy. A tragic accident claimed the only two people she ever loved, leaving her shattered. Her heart, once tender and full of dreams, is now locked away-closed to love, untouched by warmth. Let's get indulge in the story of Tara and her family she didn't knew she had before and see what the story unfolds... DO NOT COPY MY WORK!!

They performed her last rites. While she was still alive. Akshara Maheshwari was erased from her own family before she could even understand what she had done wrong. Abandoned, forgotten, and declared dead, she disappeared from the world that once called her blood. Years later, she returns - not as a broken child begging for answers, but as AK - a name the world admires, fears, and follows. She doesn't come back for forgiveness. She doesn't ask for love. And she doesn't reveal herself easily. Because some wounds don't need apologies - they need truth, power, and reckoning. As the Maheshwaris celebrate, lie, and protect their secrets, the past claws its way back into the present. A past involving betrayal, silence, a sold child, and a savior who changed her fate. What happens when a family realizes the daughter they buried... is the woman who now controls their empire? And what if revenge isn't her goal - but taking back what was always hers? A story of abandonment, survival, silent revenge, and a girl who learned to smile while planning her return. Read to find out: Will the truth destroy them... or will Akshara destroy the truth first?

𝐕𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈- Once a strict and calm professor, Vedant has faced many challenges. Raised without family's love, he built his life on his own. His past is haunted by the loss of his mother, a pain caused by betrayal within his own family. To the world, he's strong and unbreakable, but inside, he carries deep wounds that few can see. "𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥" 𝐀𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐑-She was his student. quiet, insecure who secretly loved him but kept her feelings hidden. Situations kept them apart. Situations changed her as tough and closed off, refusing to let herself fall in love again. "𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 ,𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦" Will they accept this 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭..

A ruthless devil meets a fragile angel. And the fire fell in love with the snowflake. Abhimaan Singh Rathore is not just the heir to the multi-trillionaire Rathore Empire-he is its storm. Feared by all, loved by none, he's a cold-blooded genius with an IQ of 280, a photographic memory, and the deadliest reputation in both the corporate world and the underworld. Known as Shadow, the most dangerous hacker alive, Abhimaan is a silent psychopath who doesn't blink before destroying those who cross him. Girls swoon at the sight of him, but he doesn't hesitate to humiliate or even threaten anyone who dares flirt with him. No one touches him. No one dares speak without permission. He is the crazy devil-and he likes it that way. Until Viha Sharma walks into his world. A soft-spoken, kind-hearted girl from the holy town of Haridwar, Viha is everything he's not. An orphan herself, she arrives in Mumbai on scholarship, with dreams in her eyes and Mahadev in her heart. Simple suits, big black almond eyes, long straight hair, and a voice as gentle as the wind-Viha wants nothing more than to write, read, and live peacefully. She is the kind of girl who prays before exams, drinks classic cold coffee, and hides her dance moves when anyone's watching. But destiny plays its card when the devil sees her-and wants her. She doesn't chase him. She doesn't flirt. She doesn't even know who he is. And that's what drives Abhimaan crazy. His control starts to crack. For the first time, the untouchable devil wants to be touched-but only by her. She's the only girl who could melt his cold heart... And the only one who might just destroy him.

#Top2 in India : 6/1/26 #Top1 in India : 7/1/26 #Top5 in India: 11/1/26 𝗬𝗨𝗩𝗔𝗔𝗡 𝗡𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗔: A 26-year old Professor, who is also a According to his students 'He is the most handsome man alive on the planet'. He is 6 '2 tall which makes him more attractive and handsome and not to forget his jet black eyes, perfectly gelled hair, light beard and especially his 8-pack body. He is the only son of a billionaire but nobody knows it. 𝗝𝗔𝗔𝗡𝗩𝗜 𝗔𝗚𝗡𝗜𝗛𝗢𝗧𝗥𝗜: A 19-year old, mischievous girl whose laugh never left her face and just finished her schooling. She can laugh anywhere in any situation because of which she always gets into trouble. She is 5 '1, which is not too short. Okay, "her words" had grey eyes with short hair till her shoulder and had a zero figure. She is the only daughter of the Chief Minister of the state which know one knows except her bestfriends. ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ To know more about them, Dive into the story. Suno itna tak padhe na.. toh phir aage padhne mein kya problem hai. Jao na please..*puppy eyes*

A forced marriage between a reserved businessman and a psychology student with a traumatic past becomes an unexpected journey of healing and love as Arhaan's obsession softens into genuine care, Minha learns to trust again, proving that even the deepest scars can fade with patience, respect, and true connection

He doesn't believe in God. She doesn't believe in love. But fate didn't ask for their permission. Ruthless. Feared. Obsessively in control-Rudra Singh Rathora never planned to marry. But when duty calls, he makes the ultimate sacrifice: a marriage of convenience to the innocent sister of his most loyal man. Dhanvi was never supposed to end up in a royal palace-let alone as the bride of a man who stares at her like she's prey and speaks like he's carved from stone. Cold. Distant. Dangerous. But something dark is stirring beneath the marble floors and ancestral curses. A forgotten palace. A whispered prophecy. And a voice that calls her from the shadows: "My Rani sa... my darkest desires await your return." As Dhanvi is pulled deeper into a world of rituals, secrets, and power-Rudra finds himself spiraling. Because the one thing he swore he'd never need is the only thing he can't let go of. In a kingdom where love is a weakness and loyalty is a weapon... Can a girl with trembling hands tame a man with fire in his veins? #DarkRoyalRomance #ArrangedMarriage #IndianRomance #PossessiveHero #WattpadReads #RudraAndDhanvi #CursedPalace #EnemiesToObsession #ForbiddenDesire #WattpadIndia

[ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐈 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ] ➥ 𝐒𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 was never meant to be cold, but life carved ice into her bones. Once a carefree child with an unrestrained smile her world shattered the night she was branded a murderer at nine years old. Since then, she has lived behind an unbreakable mask detached, indifferent, untouchable. A surgeon who saves lives but refuses to let anyone touch hers. To the world, she is rude, heartless, impossible to love. But they don't see the demons that claw at her in the dead of night. And then, another storm entered her life. ➥ 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚, his name commands power, bends wills, and lingers on sinful lips. By day he is a businessman feared and revered. By night he drowns in fleeting bodies and silk sheets losing himself in women whose names he never remembers. Love? A weakness he discarded the moment betrayal scarred his soul. But no one knows the truth. Beyond the wealth, beyond the charm, beyond the empire, lies a man who walks in shadows, his hands stained in blood a man who rules a world where blood is currency and mercy is a weakness. And then he saw her. She was cold, distant, untouchable. The first woman to look at him without submission and that's when he knew. He hated her. He wanted her. He wanted to break her, ruin her, own her. But she despises him. Loathes his presence. Rejects his very existence. Yet Rudra Singhania doesn't just take what he wants. He devours. She refuses to kneel, but she is the only one who can bring him to his knees. But what happens when he uncovers the truth she's hidden? And what if his own darkness costs him everything? Passionate Devotion isn't a fairytale. It's a war. And in Rudra's world, the beast always wins.

I hate her. But I love her a little too much in desi fits. Draped in elegance, she walks toward me. And as I sit in the wedding aisle, surrounded by rituals and vows I never asked for, she becomes the only thing my eyes can see. Astara Bharadw- No. MRS. ASTARA PARISKSHIT RAGHUVANSHI My soon-to-be wife. The one person I claim to despise. And yet, her mere existence makes my heart betray me. That is what I hate most about her. This marriage was never her choice. It wasn't fate's either. It was mine. I planned it. I arranged it. I told the world it was two powerful families coming together. The Bharadwajs and the Raghuvanshis. A union built on tradition, respect, and old expectations. That part was true. What I didn't say was this-I couldn't let her be someone else's wife. I knew everything about her. Her habits. Her fears. The way she goes quiet when she's hurt. I watched from a distance long before I stood beside her at the altar. She sits beside me, and the first thing I notice is her hand, extended as the pandit asks. Her palm. Her palm is adorned with intricate henna-dark, impossibly dark. How? I never loved her. Then why is her mehndi this deep? The thought cuts sharp. Did she write another man's name on her skin? My jaw tightens at the thought. That made me twist my neck. If she did, that man is already dead in my mind. Because whether I want it or not, once something becomes mine, it belongs only to me. ONLY MINE. ................🪷................ To know what happened next, step into the pages of this book. I promise-you'll feel every heartbeat 💗✨