In the 1950s, thirteen-year-old Sanjana is married off to a man twelve years her senior. Ripped away from a childhood she barely had the chance to live, denied an education, and raised by a mother who resented her for being born a girl, Sanjana's life shifts overnight when she is sent to a distant village as the wife of a powerful but emotionally distant Thakur. Read on to find out how she finds her home in the haveli, and melts the heart of the man who claimed her ;)

•UNDER EDITING• Abhimanyu Chowdhary-A mysterious 28 years old man. CEO of Chowdary group of companies. He has looks that every girl craves and go crazy. Rude, arrogant, cold-hearted man and a man of fewer words. He is broken right from his birth which made him like a king of darkness. Sitaara Dev Shetty- A 24 years old beauty with a brain. She has a beautiful smile that can make others feel serene just by looking at her smiling face. An epitome of beauty full of innocence and bubbliness. She has a past no one knew except her best friends and her brother. He is a miserable soul, She came as light into his dark world and became his reason to live. She is a shattered soul, He came into her life to mend her broken pieces. She became his drug for all his panic, anxiety and anger whilst he became her medicine to survive. They both came into each other's life's unexpectedly and everything turned into the best. They both became remedies to each other's pain. Without knowing to themselves they made a special place in each other's hearts. Their love for each other roared louder than their demons. They were a thunderstorm that brought sunshine into each other's lives. When you can't look on the bright side I will sit with you in dark and show you the brightest side - Sitaara And you are the moon, most beautiful in my darkness - Abhimanyu. So, guys let's peek into their story of mending each other's hearts, completing each other's happiness and becoming each other's home. It's a twisted story with betrayal, dark secrets, painful past. ****************************************** Zillions of grammatical mistakes, contain strong language and a few matured contents, read at your own risk!! Pictures used in the story are only for better imagination to make readers comfortable and are copied from Google or Pinterest.

Noor never meant to catch the emperor's eye. She was just a dancer-beautiful, skilled, but disposable in a world where women like her existed for men's pleasure and nothing more. One performance at the dying queen's birthday. One night that would change everything. Badshah Rehaan Shah is a warrior king who's conquered kingdoms but never lost control. Until her. Until Noor dances into his court and sets him on fire. His wife is dying. His daughter needs him. His empire demands stability. But all he can think about is possessing the one woman he absolutely shouldn't want. What begins as forbidden attraction explodes into obsession. He claims her in shadows and corridors, unable to resist despite the scandal. When his wife gives her blessing with her final breath, Rehaan does the unthinkable-he makes a dancer his queen. -he's marked her body with his name, filled her with his seed, and bound her to him with vows that break centuries of tradition. She must learn to rule or face certain death. He'll burn the empire before he gives her up. A tale of brutal passion, political intrigue, and love that defies every rule-where a courtesan becomes queen and an emperor becomes a man obsessed. For mature audiences. The story features explicit content 18+ , intense possessive relationships, taboo things and a historical Mughal setting that allows for creative liberties.

A wedding twist no one saw coming. One runaway bride. One cold-hearted groom. One unsuspecting girl thrown into a wedding she never imagined. When Astha Shukla agrees to attend a family friend's wedding, she never imagines she'll walk away wearing the bride's lehenga. But when the bride vanishes moments before the vows, Astha is pushed into a whirlwind decision to take her place and marry Vivaan sharma, the enigmatic groom with ice in his eyes and secrets in his silence. Everyone fears Vivaan. He's cold, calculated, unreadable and never lets anyone close. A man who doesn't speak unless necessary, and when he does-it's colder than winter rain. But behind that hard exterior lies something else. something no one dared to see or they never tried too. will Astha be able to sees that ? Thrown into a marriage neither of them planned, Astha and Vivaan must navigate family pressures, hidden pasts, and a slow-burning connection neither expected. As buried truths come to light and hearts begin to thaw, one question remains: Can a marriage born out of chaos turn into something real?

A royal family. 3 cold men and their twisted relationship with their partners. Let's hope for the best.

Rashmika, she was stepping into a fairytale wedding, until everything she knew was shattered. On the day she was to marry the man she loved, he betrayed her and attacked her kingdom. Heartbroken and desperate, she ran, choosing death over a life of defeat. Raghuveer, the powerful prince, saves her, but neither knows her past, and the secrets around them are dangerous. With her memories gone, and a kingdom full of lies, they will face a love born from anger, hate, and fate. She doesn't remember who she is. He doesn't know who she was. But destiny, destiny never forgets. What will happen when her memory comes back? What will she do when she realizes the truth? How will she believe that all this time she was in love with her enemy? Can love survive betrayal, lies, and fate? "You knew, didn't you?" My voice trembled, torn between fury and heartbreak as I raised the blade. "Rashmika, calm yourself-" Before he could finish, I pressed the dagger's tip against his throat. "Answer me!" I hissed, eyes scorching into his. A tense silence swallowed the room, broken only when he admitted in a strained whisper, "Yes, I knew." His hand seized mine, firm, but I did not flinch. I pressed the dagger harder, the sharp blade biting into flesh, crimson drops sliding down his neck. "I hate you, Yuvraj Raghuveer Singh Rajput," I hissed, voice trembling, tears carving paths down my cheeks. When he reached up, as if to wipe them away, as if I would let him touch me, I shoved him back with the force of every betrayal, every shattered trust, letting my rage explode, fierce and unrelenting. "I will never forgive you!" I screamed, storming out of the chamber, the metallic jingle of my anklets ringing like a warning with every step.

18+ strictly , it contains hindi smut Veeransh Thakur Sarpanch of village. His name is enough to make people shiver. Rude, Ruthless, fearless and emotionless After his father he take the position of sarpanch of village. 6 feet height, muscular body, fair colour, black eyes and handsome face makes him so hot. Suhani singh A beautiful introvert girl , lives with her uncle and aunt in city after her parents died. She is sweet , kind , calm and innocent. She never get love after her parents. But her life take 90° degree turn when veeransh entered in her life. This story set in village society. It contains mature scenes and language. If you are not comfortable then don't read . English is not my first language so ignore mistakes. Mostly dialogues is in hindi.. So if you looking for love stories with lots of smuts then you are in right place. So enjoy the story.

People always talk about the men in love and yeah you'll see it in this story too but it's more about the woman in love as we all know we go a little extra when we fall for a guy. A woman who carries the responsibilities of the past, a bar dancer and a man who hides behind his smile, an enforcer. One unfortunate incident led them to meet. Two lives altered. So play the dhols because this time their love is going to destroy us all. Well in the nicest possible way... Book 2 of Bhavika universe. A sequel to Bavri Ashiqui. Can be read as standalone. ☆Warning :This story is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. It contains mature themes (like sex, blood, violence etc). I do not promote anything, it's all fictitious and just for the sake of entertainment. Readers discretion is advised.

The parting of shivanya's hair which was supposed to be filled with Vermilion is now filled with the blood of her husband " samrat Rudraksh Pratap Singh ". The life of shivanya had taken a tragic turn from that moment she had met him . She had sacrificed herself to the devil himself who didn't even think once to behead someone for his own pleasure . Rudraksh Pratap Singh. The king of Delhi along with controlling more than half part of hind was a cruel and deadly king but now he had trapped a princess of ajmer with him in the name of marriage . The king who never even lowers his gaze will he knelt down in front of his Rani sa .

This is a Mahabharata fanfiction... ----------------------------------------------------------------- In the realm of three interconnected kingdoms - Hastinapur, Gandhar, and Kuntiboj - a tale unfolds that weaves together the fates of diverse characters. ----------------------------------------------------------------- At its heart lies the enigmatic birth of Karna, a child born of Suryadev's radiance and bearing the essence of a hidden deity. As his story unfolds, Karna's destiny becomes a bridge between worlds, leading to the convergence of royals, mystics, and devotees. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Amidst secrets, curses, and unexpected alliances, "Threads of Fate: Karna - The Son of Two Worlds" explores the choices that shape destinies, the bonds that transcend blood, and the ultimate path to fulfilling an otherworldly legacy. -----------------------------------------------------------------