🔅🔆Sequel of The Crowned Prince. Can't be read alone, kindly read The Crowned Prince first.🔆🔅 As he said, "It's not going to be peaches and cream,it's going to be roses and thorns." And he was waiting to be torn by the thorns just to get a whiff of the intoxicating smell of that sinful Rose. 🔅🔆🔅 She settled herself beside him. He glanced up from his laptop and asked, "What happened?" "I am nervous.",she muttered. "Come here.", he kept his laptop aside and pulled her closer. She hugged him tightly, hiding her face in his chest. He possessively wrapped his arms around her as if hiding her from the world. "You are my Queen, you know that?",he patted her head. She nodded her head, but pushing herself more in his chest. Who will tell this Crown Prince, that it was not nervousness, but her craving for his attention, love and care. 🔅🔆🔅 "Enough!!",she showed her hand and said in a loud voice. "Mr. Rawal, tell your son to stay in his limits.",she looked at the aged man. "Why the hell are you talking to my father? Talk to me, woman.",that man said arrogantly. "Mr. Yogesh Rawal, if I would have been you, I would love to mind my own business. Don't you dare to talk to me in that tone,ever. Believe me, you won't love the consequences.", her sweet tone laced with venom. "How-" He started in anger only to be cut in middle by her. "You love to test my patience, don't you? Listen to me and listen clearly, if you want your little self to stay alive,might I add in a single piece then just shut your bloody mouth. My tolerance is hanging on a thin thread.", she whispered to make it clear to that thick headed man. 🔅🔆🔅 She is the woman. Woman of words and confidence. Woman who demand respect. Her aura, screaming authority. Her eyes, burning with embers. Her heart, blazing from years. Her soul, greedy to see someone's end. Beware! Nobody will be spared in THE QUEEN'S REALM. 🔅🔆🔅 Peep in to know more....

🔅This story is not a historical fiction.🔅 🔅🔆🔅 He was standing in his balcony, feeling the cold night and sipping over his black coffee. Suddenly , he saw a silhouette in the garden moving near the boundaries. He placed his coffee aside and moved a little forward squinting his eyes to see the person but darkness created by trees at that place was not helping. He quickly went towards the garden instead of shouting for guards. When he was entering the garden , he saw that it was none other than her. She was climbing the walls and soon she jumped over the wall. He ran towards his car and ignited the engine.He followed her outside the palace keeping his speed slow. "Why is she sneaking like a thief?" "Is she the traitor whom he was searching for days, who was involved in data breeching?" All these questions flooded his mind seeing her walking speedily while tucking her hands in the side pockets of her hoodie. He was following her quietly and she was continuously walking on the black asphalt road in the midnight oblivious of his presence. His heart was beating fast with the anticipation, it was not like he had agreed fully what Rohan had said yesterday but now he was preparing himself to see the worst thing his mind ever could imagine about her. She was not like that. She can't betray him. But if she is the culprit then he will not hesitate before doing what he usually does to a traitor. She would get the punishment and the punishment is DEATH. 🔅🔆🔅 Welcome to the life of ROYALS. Royals whose lifes are unpredictable. Royals who rule on the people. 🔅🔆🔅 He says, " Don't you ever dare to hurt me, because if it will be my turn, you will have to google how to stop crying." 🔅🔆🔅 She says, " I refused to let it break me, I faced the tragedy, I felt the pain and it only made me stronger" 🔅🔆

"What is your favourite colour?" Esha asked, her fingers grazing her husband's jaw as she leaned back lazily against him on their couch. "Green," he said in a blink, thinking about her in green. It was sight to watch his wife in green, their first meet was still vivid in his memories. She'd worn a beautiful green anarkali, and a pair of cream jhumkas. The light around in the restaurant helped her to shine like a star along with her twinkling eyes and he'd instantly felt tempted by the woman. "Ey! That's mine." She urged turning her head to meet his eyes. Giving her coy and beautiful smile, that's only and only reserved for her, he cupped her soft cheeks in his palms and pecked her nose, right on the piercing-he so loved, and whispered. "And you are mine, sweetheart."

Devasena, the daughter of Indra, has been engaged to Skanda after Skanda's legendary victory against the powerful demon, Taraka. Her father Indra, believes that the marriage will strengthen his position in Heaven as his daughter, the offspring of the King of Gods shall be marrying the Commander-in-Chief of the Gods Devasena, believes she wants to follow her heart and dreams - she does not want to bind herself to a man who she knows has already given away his heart to another woman, the feisty tribal huntress Valli. She does not want to be constantly overshadowed by the fame and splendor of Skanda nor be used as a political pawn by her father in his never-ending chess games to retain his often waning power in Heaven Devasena is talented, blessed with intellect, beauty and a pleasant temperament but she has never been one who enjoyed war and hunting. Devasena fears that with her deep interest in more nurturing spheres, she may never develop camaraderie with the War God as the tribal huntress Valli had, a man who had earnt fame and name for his celebrated military exploits across the three worlds Little does Devasena know that behind the intimidating reputation of the "War God" was a man who was witty, compassionate and loving - little does she realize that his heart may have been touched by Valli first but she would always have a special irreplaceable place in it

A crown prince fall for a girl. He thought she was a simple, nervous and normal middle class girl. what will happen when she was not he thought simple and normal but strong and even capable to talk to a powerful minister in the country without any fear and she was completely opposite to his views. "Are you really a princess?" he asked looking really shocked. "I am." that was the only words left from my mouth. But, it was not only that she have to save her family and people who are suffering from years... A curse is waiting to break.. A family without heirs from last hundreds of years.. A spirit who's waiting for the things which were taken from her and revenge from their family?? An unknown voice disturbing her from her childhood.. Will she able to solve this mystery?? Will she able to stop the spirit who is waiting for her revenge or going to die in spirit hands? Can she able to save them and win her love?? Or she going to lose both family and love??? Read it to find more about princess drishya's story!!!

This story can be read standalone. Anamika, the first wife of yuvraj(Crown Prince) Pratap Singh Rathod saw in her dream that all her maids are in a hurry to complete her dressing so that she could attend the puja(Prayer) with her husband. The puja meant for her to get pregnant or shall I say the puja meant for the heir of the kingdom. She was sure that it was a dream because she could see the younger version of herself in the mirror rather than the grandmother of three children. Only to realize that it is not a dream but a reality when she gets pain and saw blood due to the hairpin that the maids were putting in her head. Join Anamika in her journey of Rebirth. Read the full prologue inside the book.

Vrishali was popularly known as the life of the party. She had a natural ability to make friends with anyone she met. Everyone adored her, and she had yet to find her perfect match amidst all the chaos of her college parties. However, she was not interested in dating anyone at the moment. She was content with being single and wanted to enjoy her college life to the fullest without any commitments holding her back. She always had this belief in the timeline in her mind. 'Meeting. . . Knowing. . . Dating. . . Live-in. . . Marriage. . .' Marriage has always been somewhere in the back of her head. She didn't believe in the concept of love at first sight or the prospect of marrying someone she hadn't lived with. She is fully committed to enjoying her college life to the fullest. However, when her grandparents invite her parents to spend the summer holidays with them in India, she reluctantly agrees to go along. To her delight, she discovers that she will have the opportunity to meet one of the country's royal families during her trip. But that's not all stored for her. When things take a 360°, she couldn't do anything except listen. Until it crashed all her beliefs in one go, they said love doesn't need to come first, then marriage. It can be the other way: first comes marriage, then comes love, filling you like slow happiness in a desert of sadness. "We meet for a reason― to fill the empty parts, to make it a little over the top, to try the filmy drama in a drama called life."

triplet jeons most dangerous pyschos mafias kings and billionaires of whole world always uses girls for pleasure themselves doesn't believe in love ,destiny, Fate or God share everything from childhood but what will happen if they arranged marriage with beautiful, innocent, sanshakari type of girl who always believe in God , positive personality and jeons madly get obsessed with her but little they don't know she not normal girl but QUEEN OF NAAGIN who protect nagmani from evil bless of lord shiva and Waiting for revenge let's find out more 👉🖤

Vishnu is having problems in his marriage to Arizona... despite being a loving husband and father he just does not get what is wrong in his marriage. Then suddenly Arizona books a trip to Arabia ....how will Vishnu do around three hot princes that all want him and a little prince that wants to call him mother? Read and see if Vishnu will become .... Clue👑

•||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