She was never meant to be seen. A simple girl with quiet eyes and a hidden past... until destiny placed her in front of the Prince of Bikaner. One moment changed everything. When an assassin's blade came for the prince, she stepped between death and royalty without hesitation, saving the heir to the throne with her own life on the line. Overnight, the mysterious girl became the obsession of the nation. The media chased her name. The world demanded her identity. But she asked for only one thing- to remain hidden. Yet fate had other plans. The moment the royal family finally stood before her, silence consumed the palace. Because the girl standing before them was not a stranger. She carried the same face... the same eyes... the same presence as the legendary Rani Sahiba-the queen who once protected the kingdom with her love and sealed it with a curse centuries ago. A curse that was never broken. A love that never died. She was his queen in their previous life. And destiny had returned her to him once again. In a story woven with royalty, forgotten promises, danger, rebirth, and a love that defied lifetimes, the Prince of Bikaner must uncover the truth before history repeats itself... and loses her forever.

His fingers trailed along her cheek. "Say it," Dhruvay murmured, voice raw with longing. "Say you missed me, wife." Roopa's eyes dropped to his wrapped hand again, the way it trembled slightly, the way he'd covered it with something that belonged to her instead of getting treated properly. Her throat tightened. "You bled, fought, got yourself hurt," she whispered shakily, eyes glossing with something unspoken. "And came all this way... for this?" His lips curled, amused, but that glint in his eyes darkened. "Tch. That mouth... I missed that too." She placed her palm on his chest, trembling fingers pressing against the thudding heart beneath. Not to push him away. But to feel him. To ground herself. To steady her pulse that threatened to race away. "If I say I missed you," she whispered, her voice laced with fear and fury, "what would you do?" "I'd never let you leave again," he said without a blink. "Not even to breathe." Tears burned her eyes, but she swallowed them. "And if I don't?" His gaze darkened. The smile faded like smoke vanishing in wind. "Then I'll still keep you," he said coldly. "But you'll bleed with me, wife... until you understand you were never meant to run." A gasp caught in her throat. He meant every word. Every scar on him was a sentence for her. "You're reckless," she whispered, "you terrify me." His expression flickered into something possessive, before he smiled again. A wicked, burning smile. "Good. Then maybe you'll stop running." His other hand slided beneath the hem of her top, resting possessively on her waist. "Now be a good girl, Roopa," he whispered, "and say you missed me." ~~❉~~ A forced marriage. A stolen past. And a love she was never meant to feel. When the truth comes out, will her heart betray her pride? Curious to know what happens next? Start reading DhRupa now.

DAILY UPDATES . A marriage forced by circumstances. A husband filled with resentment. A wife burdened by a secret. Advait Malhotra, the heir to a powerful business empire, never wanted to marry Saanvi Sharma. Believing she had trapped him for wealth and status, he treated her with cold indifference from the very beginning. But Saanvi carried a truth she could never reveal-a truth that had led her to accept this marriage for reasons far beyond money or ambition. Bound together by fate and divided by misunderstanding, they began a journey neither of them had chosen. A journey of secrets, heartbreak, and a love that would have to survive countless storms before it could bloom.

Warning: 18+ "He doesn't smile, he doesn't laugh. The only emotion I see on his face is anger. He hates everything about me, my views, my dressing sense and my forward thoughts. It's not like I challenged his views on purpose, I tried my best to follow the rules of the village, but it seems like he hates the very sight of me. How can I marry such a man? a man who despises my very existence?" Seher Shaikh is a NRI, she visits her hometown - Azamgarh and there she realises she had been bethrothed to Saad Nawab Khan, an illiterate man who had lived a completely different life. Circumstances force her and Seher is forced to marry the brutal man.

An arrenge marriage tale dating back to 1970s.... A business man and a middle class girl are tied in a bond of marriage, where they accept each other whole heartedly.... One has high temper while the other is soft hearted. Many unexpected things they have to tackle in their journey. Sometime they may face it together , in somecase they may distance themselves. How will they begin their story with eachother? Facing all ups and downs together how will they stand beside eachother ?.... Let's dive in their story....!!! Another reminder Not every 70s story has the daughter-in-law work like a maid or listen to taunt. | I don't own any of the picture I have used in this story, the credits goes to the original owner |

She was born into politics. He was born to rule it. When Indu's father - leader of the opposition - strikes a desperate deal to save his party, he offers the one thing Prithvi Devraj might take: his daughter. Cold, calculated, and destined to become the next Chief Minister, Prithvi doesn't believe in love - only power, loyalty, and control. Now bound to her father's greatest enemy, Indu is forced into a marriage she never wanted... to a man whose name she grew up fearing. But Prithvi doesn't touch without consent. He doesn't raise his voice.He destroys in silence. "I won't touch you unless you ask me to... But if you ever betray me- I'll make you wish you never walked into my world." In the war of politics, hearts are collateral. And in a house where passion burns colder than power, someone's going to get hurt.

Book-2, It's in series. 18+, Mature, do not read if you are not comfortable. Characters are morally grey. The male lead and female lead both are toxic in their on way. Do not judge. If you don't like a single thing in this book, please don't read further but don't stress me with your bitter comments. I welcome criticism but in a positive respectful manner, I will not tolerate disrespect personally towards me. And if you like the book please read further and comment, can advise me also on my mistakes. I am here to improve my self, so you are the audience and your feedback matters the most, just below my self respect. He had everything in his life, a person could ever desire. From a friendly and loving parent to brother like freind to a dream job. He liked his life that way, completely under his control from the childhood, whatever he desired in his life he hot them full filled one way or another. From school's silly compitition to achieving a seat in a prestigious medical college. From kissing the most beautiful girl in the school to breaking the heart of front page model. No one can match his obsession, from winning in the underground fight club to solving most problematic cardiac problem. He never thought his life will take one unwanted , bitter turn from his controlled, desirable , everything perfect life. And no one can match her obsession with him. From the day she understood desire, she desired only him. She mapped the way he talks, walks, speak, eat, drink or even breath. She had done everything to make him her. From childhood wishes from shooting star, teenage solah somvar, to black magic. She had never thought one day her all wishes from childhood to adulthood will become true but the price she won't be able to .

𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐀𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚 ᴀʙʜɪᴍᴀᴀɴ: ᴛʀᴜꜱᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀʜᴀɴᴀ, ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀʀʀʏ ʏᴏᴜ, ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴇʀɪꜱʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ᴛɪʟʟ ᴍʏ ʟᴀꜱᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ. ɪ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴇᴀʀʏ ᴇʏᴇꜱ, ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅꜱ ʜᴇʀ ꜱʟᴏᴡʟʏ, ᴡʜʏ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ? ꜱʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴀɪᴅ. ᴀʜᴀɴᴀ: ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ, ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ, ɪ ᴀᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ʙɪʟʟɪᴏɴᴀɪʀᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴍᴀɴʏ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ɢɪʀʟꜱ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴍᴇ, ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴀ ᴄᴜʀꜱᴇ, ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴅᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇ ᴀɴʏ ʜᴀᴘᴘɪɴᴇꜱ- ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜱᴀʏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ʟɪᴘꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ᴏᴡɴ ʟɪᴘꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ʟɪᴘꜱ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴋɪꜱꜱɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ꜱʟᴏᴡʟʏ, ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴋɪꜱꜱɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ꜱᴇɴꜱᴜᴀʟʟʏ, ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ɢᴏᴛ ʟᴏꜱᴛ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ʟɪᴘꜱ, ʜᴇ ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇʀ ʙʏ ᴍʏ ᴡᴀɪꜱᴛ, ɴᴏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ. This story contains Mature and abusive contents and many things like this which might triggered you so read at your own risk because i will not gonna tolerate any judgement about my characters. If you are sensitive then leave this book. Chapter 1+ 2 are combined

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