Ivaan's eyes narrowed, looking at the kit in his hand "Perhaps, I should... just maybe.......... listen to you" he murmured, " but what can I say.......I prefer tending to wounds that cut deeper than flesh." Indu stood her ground. "You're trying to own others. People aren't supposed to be won; they're to be cared for and respected if you genuinely wish to keep them by your side." Ivaan's lips curved into a dangerous smile. He leaned in, their faces mere inches apart. His eyes bore into hers, a silent challenge suffocating her as she was unclear of his intention "Yet, I'm the one who won-whether its the war or.............. .......you." _______ He was a prince who had lost his heart. She was a princess who had a heart of gold. The cruel fate forced them together. But what started as a nightmare could it turn into a dream? This is not just a love story but a story of war..... The war was a game, where love, betrayal, and deception were as common as swords, arrows, and fire. Each player sought to outwit, outplay, and outlast the others, using various tactics and strategies, such as alliances, marriages, assassinations, sieges, battles, and plots. But in the end, there could be only one winner, and the price of failure was death. ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ A Single Tear drop left her Eye when she was standing there still. Head still high with pride. She had a decision to make before it was too late. She Looked at his Face with disgust filling her, looking at his face. She lowered her eyes. Closing them. Opening her eyes she looked straight at him. "I'm Ready" "I-I Will Marry You." .....this will be the end of you tyrant! She thought. When she saw him smirk. He thought he'd won. She swore to herself, she'd make him pay. She had to choose between her family her people and her freedom. He had to choose between his throne and his heart. They had to marry each other for the sake of their kingdoms. Will they find love or war i

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Her birth was a mystery. Still, she was the favorite princess of her kingdom. Her innocence, kindness, beauty, and dance were what make people like her. Her beauty was something that makes every man wants her to be his. But she was his at very first glance and after waiting for years he is here to take her where she belongs by her choice or by force. This is a story about mystery, promises, secrets, kingdom, and above all, it's a love story.

My Husband, My Monster. Mistakes? I've done enough in my life. But the biggest mistake was to fall for The Monster. Jaiveer Singh Rathore. I thought it to be the beautiful mistake, not realizing it would turn out to be ugly. I've sacrificed everything, destroyed my own self just to stay close to him. I tried to find a peace in him, not knowing I will be the one to left torn and hollow from inside. Jaiveer Singh Rathore is my custom-made hell and as much I want to get away from him, I found myself taking a solace in him. I've tried to stop myself, to stop the toxicity in me, but I can't. What happens when two toxic beings collide? They sucked the life out of each other until there is nothing inside. I am self-destructive when I chosed Jaiveer Singh Rathore for myself. Did enough destruction to get him all for myself. My Veer. My Monster. But is it enough? Will I ever be enough for him? ________________ I am ruined. Destroyed in such a way that there is nothing left to be fixed. But I don't pity myself. I've made myself what I am. Because I am self-destructive and so as Shravani Datta. She knew and still chose to chose me. A Marriage Pact. And her hopeful eyes that she will change me for good, not knowing she is stepping into a hell, and she will get as destroyed as me. She is unaware that my darkness will overpower her light. Shravani Datta is my custom-made heaven, the only human who have seen the real me. And I hate her for it. I hate her for understanding me and my tendencies. She shouldn't have chose me, she shouldn't have put herself in this situation, but she did. And now there is no looking back. She is stuck now. My Ravenous heart can't wait to ravished her.

The story or rather the historical story of Shivangi and Yuvraj Dev singh , two people from the course of history who set an example for the people living in present and the future to come. They became the talk of the world and is been recognised by people from all across the world. Let us take a straight sweep to know what all happened and how the two people became inseparable. { THE HISTORICAL EMPEROR 1 }

" Do not be mistaken little flower, you are mine and mine alone. Any man who looks at you longer than three seconds will be dealt in a manner I find fitting. This is my kingdom and I run it the way I see it competent." Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi, the king of Rajasthan announced as he occupied his big, intimidating throne and I stood as far away from his as I possibly could and I shivered under his mocking gaze. " The last time I checked, I was a living human being and not a thing to be possessed Ranaji. You may be the king and own this kingdom and the will of people here but you most certainly don't own me. I will not submit and neither will I do what you want me to. This is my life and I should be the one who makes decisions for myself." I don't know where this undiscovered confidence was coming within me in front of him but I was giving my best to not let it slip away. All I heard was a laughter which oscillated in the otherwise empty throne room as he stood up on his feet and started to walk to where I was standing. His gaze, which was mocking me earlier had now turned stoic which rooted me to the spot I was standing at. I couldn't as much as attempt to run away. " You are only helping me, little one. I am not the one to back out from a challenge and when the incentive is as ravishing as you, how can I lose?" He asked as he stopped merely inches away from me and with the back of his hand, traced the single strand of hair which was framing my face right till my chin, his fingers still lingering. There was a solid 0.001% chance that I could have avoided this trouble named Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi but who was I kidding? I was a walking trouble magnet and what was 0.001% if not an over-expecting hope of something not happening? Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi takes Siya Dhar's world by storm when she steals his heart without even have the knowledge of doing so!

"Mr Mehra you are in no position to interfere in my matters. I could have handled the situation by myself without you getting involved in it. I am confident in my capabilities and I can protect myself without anyone's help. I might be living in your house but it doesn't mean that you have any kind of power over me and you should know that it was never something I ever wanted." I said to the person who was standing in front of me in all his glory. "Mahi even though living in my house was not something you wanted but as now you are, you are my responsibility and I never fail to fulfil any. I absolutely believe in your capabilities but let me make one thing very clear, don't expect me to keep calm when someone is trying to lay a finger on what is mine." Kabir said clenching his jaw and started walking towards where I was sitting. He came closer and his eyes were bored into mine. His intense gaze made it difficult for me to move a bit or speak a word. He leaned closer to me and my breathing became heavier due to our proximity. "Talking about the power, very soon you will know who holds the power, little lady." He whispered into my ear and looked at me with a smirk playing on his lips This person might act almighty and gentle but there is no way in hell that I will allow him to affect me in any possible way, that's what I promised myself but to my utter disappointment I was failing miserably. He was affecting me way too much than I thought and I am not sure If I will be able to avoid this trouble or if I am doomed. What will happen when the two not-so-perfect people will find each other in the most unwanted way? The fate bringing them together is a blessing in disguise or an unfolding disaster?

At 18, Damon leaves behind his family and his best friend, Skylar, to join the army, shattering the bond they once shared. Sky is left to navigate life without the man who was her anchor, only for her world to be upended when Damon returns five years later, determined to prove he's the man she's always deserved. Together, they face love, loss, and the trials of rebuilding trust, all while uncovering the depth of their unbreakable connection. Back for Her is about passion, and fighting for the life and love you're destined to have.

Staring at the gun in his hand as he stalks towards me with a devilish smirk on his face, I feel the bone-chilling fear rises within me. My back is against the wall and I'm trapped as he stands in front of me, his body so close to me that I can almost feel it touching me, and somehow I crave for his touch. I stare deep into his kohl black eyes and somehow his eyes tell me everything that I need to know. He does have feelings after all yet is confused about them. "You belong to me!" He says harshly, and before I could even process his words his lips capture mine in a possessive matter.

In which a teenage girl sets her sights on the mafia don, and innocently seduces him. . . . . . . . . . . She gets what she wants because no one dares to refuse the Principessa. But when they can't give her the one thing she wants, she gets it herself. . . . . . . . . . . 19 year old Giana is beautiful, sweet and convey's innocence. Giana is also bratty, spoiled and manipulative. What happens when she's sent to live with La Famigilia after her own family dies? She craves the one man she can't have. The man that is to take care of her. The man that will always give her what she wants, yet the same man that tells her she can't have him. But like the brat she is, she doesn't listen. . . . . . . . . . . - Forbidden romance - Age gap - Dark mafia romance - Explicit sexual content Highest Ranks #1 in Spoiled #1 in Seduction #1 in SpoiledBrat