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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"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."

A melodious laugh suddenly resonated in Anamika's ears as she looked in the direction from where it came. Anamika was mesmerised at what she saw. Eklavya was laughing heartily as he played around with the pups. Who also were chasing him with great pleasure. Anamika had always seen him with a frown etched on his heavenly crafted face, eyes jaded with annoyance, an overwhelming hauteur looming around him. But never had she seen him so carefree as he was looking at this moment. Fooling around with the pups as they chased after him, the smile on his face made him look amiable, his face glowing with cheeriness. At this moment he didn't look forbidden but rather amicable. The pups seemed to sense her presence as they hurriedly ran towards her and successfully placing his attention on her. Laughing at their enthusiasm she gave the bags to Rudra and captured both the pups in her arms. Eklavya strolled towards them leisurely with his eyes on the brown-haired girl who was busy teasing the little pups. "What are their names?" He asked in his usual deep voice that never failed to arrest her senses. And suddenly her lips felt dry and instinctively she moved her tongue over them sensuously. And the action didn't go unnoticed by his perceiving deep eyes. And so, her absolute resolution of avoiding him came crashing down horribly. ~~~~~~~~ Anamika is a 16 years old girl, and had just returned to her roots after staying for two long years in Varanasi. Now, she's back in Dehradun. With a family that includes her crazy grandparents, an elder sister and a little brother along with her parents, of course, Anamika is all set to have a blast these oncoming years. But what she never expected was to fall on a complete stranger on her first day at Dehradun, that too on her best friend's cousin, the brooding angel, Eklavya. ~~~~~~~ Swarna_Mriga. Eklavya @2019. Cover. All rights to its owner.

" 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!

Two neighboring clans. A raging war. Amidst the threat of defeat, the matriarch proposes a truce by marrying her daughter to the enemy clan. However, the princess suddenly dies before the marriage ceremony. The matriarch forces Luwen, an orphan, to take her place. With the use of dark magic, they transfer her soul into the princess's body and she marries the successor of the enemy clan. The star-crossed couple soon encounters dangerous situations where they must rely on each other to survive. What happens when a fake marriage becomes real and Luwen falls in love with the vengeful prince who wants to destroy her clan? Can she escape the hands of the evil matriarch who has control over her life, or will she abide by her orders to kill her husband? (Current word count: 60,000 - 70,000) Wattpad Editors' Choice - December 2023 Wattpad - Magical Times - December 2023 Wattpad - Fantasy Quest - February 2024 Wattpad - From Enemies to Lovers - March & May 2024 Copyright © 2023 by Kim_Knights

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