𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝟒 [ 𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴, 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘱 𝘪𝘵 ] The first great Princess of Sagala noted as loony, who was the infamous for her crazed admiration towards the Prince Harish of Lothal. The burdensome fantasy was a great headache for the both kingdom. To get over Prince Harish decided to get engaged with Princess Shaila of Wattair. After failing in love and returned by the man she loved, the loony princess couldn't stand the pain and ended her life. But when she woke up again, she wasn't that weak, unruly and loony anymore. Her changed personality was the shocking thunder to the whole kingdom. It striked in everyone's heart and the wave caught the attention of the fearful demon prince. Now the destiny of Sagala is about to change which a spice adding in the story. Afterall when the phoenix rises from ashes everything is bound to change. 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒔 #1 - ashes (02/03/23- 21/03/23) #1- strong (11/04/23)

"Do you know, Guruma told me how much she likes me being there." Thirteen year old Meenakshi spoke about her new life. "She is absolutely right. Having you around is like having our blessings around." Chitrama said, as she slowly massaged her bruised arms. "Who would not like you?" She asked, her question rhetorical. "My parents." Meenakshi whispered, making Chitrama look at her. She smiled softly at her, as she saw the little girl becoming a woman. "Does you feet not hurt you?" She asked diverting her attention. They were bruised from walking on the rocks and climbing trees. "No ma. I am used to the pain." Meenakshi said, making Chitrama's heart weep. "One day, you shall be cherished dear, so much that all this pain will be worth it." She said, caressing her soles, before she bandaged them. "I don't have any such expectations ma. And I don't wish to." She said, before she walked to the bathing area.

Part 1 in Kalika Empire Series Shakrajit, the Crown Prince of Kalika Empire is infamous for his battle prowess. He is known for his shrewd political tricks. The hero of the people of Kalika Empire. The only ones who have seen his head bowed before them would be Kuladevi Rana Chandi Kalika, his mothers, and his Guru. Yet, she was only one who could boast that they could command him without a sign of rebellion. She. Mayurakshi, the Princess of Krishneri. Her greatest dream is to be her father's beloved little girl.

•||Book one in Royalty series ||• The Tales of Rakshatra #1 Zravasaya X Tanirika When one of the strongest kingdom on earth is abducted ruthlessly by the barbarian prince from the Romania, The other kingdoms make a decision of signing a treaty with the ruthless empire by offering their princesses as a bride for the greatest king of the Rakshatra. Born with the royal blood webbed in the clutches of slavery a fire ignited with another to write one of the most enchanting love sagas in history. "Marrying one of the princesses was a political arrangement but it became my possession when my eyes fell on you. " All rights reserved © Aditi_Singh

A fearless modern girl decided to ignore the real history and go with her flow. Becoming a proper young lady who is abandoned by her own family was indeed hard. However, the worst has yet to come. Until one day, she was summoned to go back to her family manor. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ••• His presence alone exudes the dignified air of a noble. Wearing a mask caused people's fear. Her fearless actions impressed him, and at the same time, he drew a line between them. 𝙒𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙚𝙧𝙖?

"We shouldn't play with fire, Rooh," He spoke near my ears, pecking my jawline. I was breathing erratically unable to encompass my perturbation. "What if I want to play with it?" I said, my voice sensual, subduing my thudding heart. His hand went to my waist, and he squeezed it, kneading it. "It will burn you, Rooh. You don't know the vehemence of the burning blaze. It will eradicate your existence," His voice was dark and titillating, making me shudder at the intenseness. "What if I want it to deplete me? What if I want to get burned in this vehemence of burning blaze?" I contested. "Think before you articulate anything, Rooh. I am not a manageable man." "I don't like manageable things, Dev." "Once you are mine, I will never allow you to go. You will be mine in every fucking birth," He spoke out possessively. "I want to be yours in my every birth, Prince Dev Pratap Singh." ******************************************** Destiny - predetermined state or end. Destiny is not a matter of chance. It is a matter of choice. It is not a thing to be waited for. It is a thing to be achieved. Ruhanika Sharma is a simple girl with a filmmaking degree who loves history and lives in a fantasy world. Despite the challenges she faced throughout her life, she never lost her innocence and finds joy in the little things. Upon abruptly discovering herself in a distinct realm wherein all individuals are donning customary attire and preparing to greet the Crown Prince of Magadh, what transpires? What happens when she realizes she is in the past, specifically 800 years ago, rather than the present? What would happen if she attracted the interest of Prince Dev Pratap Singh, the Crown Prince of Magadh? How was she going to return to her own time? Moreover, what happens if she decides against returning? What if they were able to find comfort in one another? What will be their destiny?

Chitralekha. Just like her name, her beauty was immense, but she never cared for it. From a very young age, dolls were replaced with wooden swords. Chitralekha grew up leaning how to fight and win wars. Being the princess of Marwar, a once prosperous empire that was now at the brink of ruins, she was only brought up as a soldier to protect her family. A cruel father and four equally cruel brothers. Witnessing the horrors of the reality of her father, Chitralekha takes it upon herself to save her people from her own father. So what does she do? She joins hands with the enemy. She's ready to trade her right of the throne for the betterment of her people. But does that satisfy the enemy King? Is it all really as black and white as it seems? Come find out... . . . Rankings :- 07. 07. 24. #1 in ancient history #2 in female warrior #8 in Historical Fiction #86 in Royal blood

In the novel "The Prince and the Peasant", the male lead prince Chen Heng Li was once betrothed to the Western Border's General first daughter, Bai Fan. But the male protagonist never really liked Bai Fan as she was rude and unruly. As the plot unravels, Chen Heng Li met the female lead, Ming Shu, who was an orphan. Both the leads went against the world just to prove their love for each other. As for Bai Fan, she ended up dead as a result of her own wicked schemes. As you can guess, I am not the female lead. In this world, I am Bai Fan, daughter to Western Border's General Bai Long He. I am one of the countless villains in the story. Add up the fact that in the story, I won't have a happy ending. So I decided to change my fate. How tiresome. original story•••

Being a second wife is rather like learning to perfect a set of aerial maneuvers. There are seriously complicated stunts involved: trapezing around the first wife, learning when to appear and disappear at exactly the right moments, tolerating your mother in law, enduring the concubines, and getting the husband in your bed. No one expects to be a second wife. No one does.

His chest glistened with water droplets dribbling down the glowing bronze skin. Resting, his strong muscular back against the rocks on the lake side, head lulled backwards, onyx eyes closed in utter salvation. "Your spying on me is utterly useless young tulip." Ink eyes opened, resting upon my little frame making me freeze. "What are you thinking? You have got this one chance....run away." He offered his eyes watching my each and every movement like a hawk. "I am a prisoner sire, I have heard stories....tales of how war prisoners are mercilessly butchered if they are caught and I can't afford to die....not yet...I have someone to feed and I will do anything for them." "Anything?" He asked in eerily calm voice. I nodded slowly a lump forming in my throat as my eyes glistened with tears with the scenes of men using my eighteen year body flashed infront of me making me tremble. Water splashed around as he rose to his full height inside the lagoon, his eyes solely focused on me, his feet moving forward, closing our distance altogether. "Azarios" I stiffened, my eyes snapping to his in utter surprise as I heard the name leaving his plump lips. His identity, the name which echoed throughout the dynasty making every living soul shudder. Killer Commander Beast He was the commander of Gladiators. Azarios, the Gladiator of Ambrose. "You will be the bride of mine." "You are my enemy, my contender, the person I hate with everything....every fibre in my soul." she fumed. "Too bad then... you are the person I love with every cell in my body." *No toxic relationship*