kinza Arsal Shaikh A girl who never believed in love , never believed in relationships and most of all never trusted the words " Pehli aur akhri mohabbat"[ first and last love ] according to her no one can ever love one person for lifetime no matter how good their partner is they'll eventually fall for someone else Azil Ali Khan A boy who loved her whole heartedly , a boy who loved her and only her and made her trust in " pehli aur akhri mohabbat "[ First and last love ] he made her believe that if their love is true even angels bow in front of them , if a person loves someone whole heartedly no one can snatch thier love from them and they'll never fall out of love That's my first rom-com novel so please show your love towards this and I am sorry for grammatical mistakes as English is not my first language, hope you will enjoy this story.

He is an Indian King and she studied about him in her history class. Jiera is a 22 year old, prolific history lover and also has too much love for Aakav, her crush. When Aakav takes advantage of it and tricks her into being a subject for a science experiment, she had no choice but to fall for it. But as her luck would have it, the experiment failed and she is now trapped in a historical land, something she only read about in her history books. Jiera, as modern and bold and confident that she is, struggles hard to meet the demands of a Royal Indian kingdom. Frustrated, angry, scared but eventually starts loving all of it. Also the King of the mighty land she is at, King Neelambar Or Neel. King Neel, a 24 year old,young king, taken responsibilities as early in life as he remembers, has no time Or interest in his personal life. His kingdom is all that is there to him. Until she enters. Weird, maniac,sick; that is what he calls her, but eventually falls for her anyway. But she has to go back, Neel is fated to die. What shall this unique interaction between a king and a modern girl bring?What shall be the conclusion of this love story? #1: Indian History (29-1-22) #3: time travel (9-5-22) #1: india (18-7-22) #8: romance (18-7-22) #1: fictional (27-7-22) #1: suspense (4-9-22) #1: Science (14-1-23) #2: Modern Fairytale (26-2-23) #1: Science-fantasy (3-4-23) Word count: 50,000-70,000 (A/N: This book is pure work of fiction. no king, or place mentioned in this book, exists in the history of India to my knowledge. this book is meant for entertainment and not to hurt anyone's believes. The book is imagined and written by Aastha Jain, and is only posted on wattpad. Plagiarism won't be entertained or taken lightly. so DO NOT STEAL MY WORK) STARTED : 14th Jan '22 FINISHED : 30th July '22

SIYAASAT the game of power, greed, envy, selfishness, conspiracy. The one who will win the game is called. The Ace of Spades. _______________________________ " Bhai" I entered my brother's office to call him outside. The office is dark and my brother is standing in the middle and 3 - 4 people are around him. " Bhai" I called him and everyone look at me startled. My brother looks at me like he wants to say something to me but can't say it. I take a step forward and the person who is standing in front of my brother turned and my breathing stopped. His face was covered with a white handkerchief but his eyes are visible. They are dark so dark yet alluring. I keep looking at him and he takes a step forward. My back collided with the wall and he come close to me. He come dangerously close to me and I close my eyes suddenly I felt him pull away and I open my eyes I see them all going but one thing caught my attention it's a shiny object which he held in his hand. A gun. _______________________ He raise his hand and filled my hairline with sindoor. " From now on you're husband and wife" the Priest announced. ________________________ I come into my room and locked the door. I turned and my eyes widened as I see him sitting on my bed. He looks at me and starts walking towards me taking predatory steps. He tried to intimidate me but I also look at him with the same intensity. He grabbed my hands and pinned them on the wall beside me and leaning closer I turned my face away. " Mohobbat karte hai tumse, toh kya pagal kar dalogi. Marte hai tum par, toh kya maar hi dalogi" he whispered in my ear. " Keemat," he said and I look at him. " Everything has a price you say yours. Keep your hand on it and it will be yours" he look at me with intensity. " Jo kahogi vo tumhara or tum hamari" I smirked because what I want he can't give me. " Palace" ________________________________ All the pictures are used belongs to their rightful owners.

"You are such a big bastard Aditya..Just because you married me forcefully, So do you really think that I will accept you as my husband.. Huh nonsense.. I hate you.. I hate you Mr.Aditya Mehra with all my heart, mind and soul..." Were her exact words which were still ringing in my ears... My heart still aches from those hurtful words thrown on me by her.. Join in a roler coaster ride of Aditya and Mirae in this forceful marriage where Aditya is a total prince charming and dream man of girls, AND Mirae is a stubborn girl who is a widow and still madly in love with her late husband... This book is solely my hard work so I order you that you have no rights to copy my work... So, Do. Not. Copy. My. Book.. As it has a copyright ©️ and I can file a case against you.. And I mean it.. And for all my innocent and genuine Muffins.. I love you so much..😍😘😘🥰 Thanks for reading..🤗🤗🤗 Enjoy..!!