Two maids were cleaning a vast chamber when the younger maid asked the older one, "Didisa, you have been working in the palace for two decades right. Please tell me why are we cleaning this already clean chamber?". The older one smiled and said, "Although this chamber is always kept clean, it should be cleaned before anyone can reside here. And above all, our Ranisa is coming back to the palace". The younger maid didn't seem to accept it as a good news and said, "Whoever may come, but they cannot become equal to our choti Ranisa. She is the most kind, generous and sweetest person I have ever seen. She had never gotten angry on any maids even if they make mistakes. Take my example, I have made such a blunder on my first day here, but choti Ranisa accepted me as her own maid. Who can match her in kindness or even sword fight? And moreover she is Ranasa's heart beat". The old maid sighed and said, "Our Ranisa may not hold the heart of Ranasa. She may not be well versed in sword fight. But there is a reason why she is still our Ranisa. Sometimes one may have to be harsh to deliver justice and not just compromise between the victim and the tormentor. The people should have some fear about getting punished if they do wrong. And that charisma is with our Ranisa". ----------------------------------------------------------- A young girl of 17 years, looked at the retreating back of her newly married husband with a sad face. Just then her brother-in-law seated beside her husband's empty seat said, "Why are you sad, Bhabhisa?". She replied, "It's Nothing devarsa". He glanced back at his bhabhisa one more time and thought, "I don't know when bhaisa will open up with bhabhisa about his heart. She thinks that he is not fond of her. But how would one explain, why he ate the saltless food without a complaint and glared at me to keep my mouth shut. Unless it is for his beloved wife".

(Book #1 of Battle series) His eyes blazing with a rare fire. His grasp on her hand was tight enough to leave a bruise, his sword inches away from her neck. "Where are you trying to go, my love?" he whispered dangerously in her ears She gulped nervously for all she can see was the sword which could prick her skin any moment.She looked around to find out that she was surrounded, everything was broken and tarnished, the silk curtains were shredded into pieces, courtesy of his sword. Her silence angered him, his patience was on the edge. The presence of his own soldiers annoyed him, he wanted her cornered by him, he wanted her to fear him... only him. He pulled her with sudden force, she stumbled a bit but then it was his hold on her only which didn't let her fall. He dragged her to a room and threw her on the bed. Her eyes widened with fear, she tried moving to the far end of bed but failed miserably when he pulled her towards him by her wrist. "Who the hell gave you permission to go?" He screamed at her "Answer me!" he screamed again, the intensity of his gaze sent shivers down her spine "No one." She whispered "Then, why the hell did you try to run?" Even though she had answer, she couldn't speak. Gripping fear constricted her throat. She was trapped forever because deep down she knew there was no escape, no way out of here. The only way to survive was the battle but even that was hopeless. ☆☆✧☆☆✧ Lavanya Chatura, the beautiful princess of Chaturajy. A rebel to traditions and a fighter. But a single war changed her life into something, there's no escape from. Harshveer Daksesh, the cold hearted king of Daksesh. A brave, powerful and perfect king with no love, kindness and compassion. Some even believe that he's not human but a fire, fueled by anger. Will enemies turn into lovers? Is a string enough to keep 2 souls together? Will they win the battle where there's no hope of winning? To find out read Hopeless Battle

#COMPLETE# Everyone always talks about the king and his love who is mostly the second wife, but no one thinks about his first wife. The one who suffers and go through pain of seeing her husband with another woman. This is a story about a same kind of woman the unloved wife. But she is not like others the one who will sit in the corner and cry. She is the one who fights for her rights and takes what she knows she deserve. An independent woman born in The wrong time line of the 14th century in Indian. Where woman were not given the rights they deserves she was fighting for her. A story about a strong woman. #Disclaimer# This story is a complete fake. Everything in it is my imagination. And it is only for entertainment. If reading this book hurts your feeling please leave. But if you like it then enjoy. Thank you. The Queen 2 is out now.

•|| Book Two in a Royalty Series ||• A rose in the imbroglio with the devil incarnate. when lekha crossed vicinities abandoning her family kingdom and travelling to Rakshatra to serve her princess and friend, she gets entangled with the green orificed barbarian devil who rules his own hell. Born with common blood in their veins a fiery bud blossomed in the summer to become the prey of the devil incarnate. -------------------------------------------- A short story on Lekha and Meglos. *Cannot be read standalone. this book is a special gift to all my "Ranisa" readers who wanted more scenes with lekha and meglos* ON POPULAR DEMAND! All rights reserved © Aditi Singh Started on - 18 June 2022

|| BOOK THREE IN ROYALTY SERIES || ᴀ Qᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴛʜʀᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴜʟᴇ. ᴀ ʟɪᴏɴ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴛʜʀᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪɴɢ. LOKI X JIGNASA When the deceived assassin enters the territory of jagnya, to lit the kingdom in a wildfire, A spark is ignited. Born with slavery in his veins he fells into love with someone who despises everything which is not royal. They both are cunning, cruel and malicious. Here opposite does not attract. "Look at you, your royal highness, lying all naked under me, yearning for my single touch" CONTENT WARNING:- if you can't handle a strong woman or a woman who does not satisfy your social norms then this book is not for you. If you cannot handle a mannerless egoistic man then this book is not for you. Updates will start after Baisa will be completed.

Two princesses. Both deemed "ill fated" by the society. One, whose very existence is a scandal and the other, a widow shunned for the misfortune that followed her marriage. In a twist of fate, their lives are intertwined. They are both in love with the same Prince. And both desperate to rewrite their fate. This is their story. **Previously titled Vaidehi**

He is the ruling King of the Vijayanagara kingdom. Each and every person in the kingdom respected him and as well as feared him. he is well known for his cold attitude. He is the man whom women murder each other to be with him, sadly for them he is not into them. she is the princess of Dharani kingdom. She is the unwanted princess of her kingdom, she is trained from a young age to behave as a proper royal lady and also got all the disciplinary lessons, Royal etiquettes as well as financial lessons to handle the inner Palace. she is the women whom every king or price dream of, but because of not getting any dowry no king or prince is willing to marry her. she is of 17 years. will these both end up together? will he desire for her? will she ever be able to accept him? He never liked submissive women which she is, and he don't want those women who thinks from their heart not from their mind. he hated them. for him those are weak. he never want them in his life.

•||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

He was cold as ice. His heart was though burning in rage. A rage which would be subdued only with the blood of the traitor who made his life miserable. He wanted revenge. His entire family was killed in front of his eyes. He was too hurt for himself to save them. If not his brother who saved him on time , he would have been a dead meat long back. All he wanted was blood. His blood thirst was never ending and that's the reason his empire is now the strongest in the entire world. Just like a breeze in the storm he had one good thing for himself which was "her" She was as delicate as flower. A queen who rules his heart ruthlessly and he was a willing puppet in her hands. Just for her smile he would beg in front of her. He was the beast but she tamed him with her simple smile. The King of Kings Maha Raja Abhayankara was a simple man for his love Vaidharbhi. His heart beats for her and she was his queen. His was good only for her and he proved the entire world that his life depends only for her. His quest for meaning of life lies only for her which she was very much aware of. She should fear him but she bathed in his darkness where she found herself shining even more brighter. A saga of love and pain of their eternal love. He was the king who he ruled the world and she is his queen who sat in the throne of his heart which he believed he doesn't have.

"This..." His lips parted but no words followed and his grip on my scorched hand loosened. "...Is a reminder that I have to burn several times more to rise again." A smile articulated on my lips and I intervened my fingers to his. ❁┈┈┈❅ ⋞〈 ✿ 〉⋟ ❅┈┈┈❁ Her kohl painted eyes smeared due to the tears of blood washing them away. Throughout her life, she desired his love, just a word from him was enough to expend her entire existence for his cause. From opposing her parents to getting him the throne, she did everything to support him but in all this, she failed to notice the demon within her love. Deceived her entire life, when thrown in the embrace of flames, she vowed revenge. Within the blanket of blazes her skin charred and like some twisted game, fate sends her soul to the body of her younger self. Revenge runs in her veins but the longing to live a little lingers too. Unfold the tale of princess Vijetri when she receives the dubious-looking boon of another chance at life. cover credits: @the.cover.craze Co-author: @behind-the-glasses