Book 1 of "Royal Tales" " She? She is going to die in my hands " The King's voice reverberated through the chamber. His sword hovered perilously close to Payal's delicate neck. A gasp escaped from Payal's trembling lips. Veer's heart raced, witnessing the harrowing scene before him. He cursed the cruel world that could not understand their boundless love. He stood frozen between love and duty. With trembling hands, Veer held his sword and raised the blade, facing not just his father but the king, his entire linage. " If she gets even a small scratch " His voice echoed in the hushed chamber, " No one will remain standing with their heads attached " He warned. He was ready to stand against of his own blood, just for his love. He was the prince who always wore a payal on his wrist, keeping a part of his beloved one close to him at all times. And she was the maid who never tasted love but witnessed unconditional love secured for her, in the eyes of a prince. What happens when a prince falls in love with a maid? What happens when their tale becomes a rumor of the palace? Is this love a sin? Read the book to witness the journey of Veer and Payal, fulfilled with love and pain. Starts on: 13 April, 2024 Ends on: 28 September, 2024

Yaduvanshi series #1 An Arranged Marriage Story. POWER!!!!! That's what he always wanted. He is king of a small kingdom of Madhya Pradesh but his power is not limited to Madhya Pradesh only. He is one of the richest men in India who holds the power of money in the market and of leaders in parliament. He is one of those chosen people who are running the country behind the curtain. Politician bows their head in front of him, businessman is ready to put everything at stake just to put their name with his company and a messiah to his kingdom's people. His soft side is for no one at least he does pretend that. But......... A small brown-eyed, honey-voiced girl entered his life. And from the very first moment he saw her, he started feeling a weird fluttering in his heart. She was chosen by his grandfather for him but he knew it was God's plan. She is a puzzle, He wants to solve her. She is scared, He wants to protect her. She fears love, He wants to spoil her. She is broken, He is her healer. Let's join Aashrit Singh Yaduvanshi and Meera Singh Yaduvanshi in the journey of love after marriage.

Rudra was my love and so was I for him until I came to know that everything was just a game. Emotions and blood have that sacred bond that the thickness of blood matters on the emotions running through the nerves. Mine was the love, eternal love, and his was the revenge, deadly revenge. That two months were the most blissful of mine when I felt his love pouring over every bit of me. I was wet in the ocean of his love to the core that it did not take me to think twice to submit all of myself to him. To the extent that the title of the Princess, daughter of King Rajvardhan and Queen Abhishree, and pride of Mahabalesgarh did not matter to me. I gave all of me to him on that particular night. His love made me submit to the extent that I forgot that doing this before marriage would be considered a sin. The night was long, happening, and tiring, and I realized that by my state in the morning. The naked self, broken bangles, and a messed up bed. And, I was not alone to witness it. The whole Empire knew what happened between me and Rudra. My family shook to the core and I was broken to know that he left me just with a letter. "A scar your family gave to me and a scar I gave to your family" And, I was shattered to know that everything was just a plot for revenge. My tears did not stop for weeks. I could not believe how could I do that. How could I go deeper into him that I did not think about my family, their reputation, and pride? He ruined me, my life, and my family. The woman was considered to be the delicate flower of the family's pride and he burnt it by just plucking it. But, this was not to be done. Not with me, not with anyone and I made up my mind to extend the invitation of my ceremony to choose a suitor for marriage to his King, his Uncle, a eighty years old man searching for a young bride to produce heirs. And, to him to taste his food. The Revenge. Which burns Rudra for her now. Copyright@2023 Mature Theme!

Dhara was an orphan who's always lived a life craving to know, how it would have been if her mother was alive. If she had a normal family like her other friends. Although she had one already. Rab Di Mehr- The Orphanage had given her a loving father like Daarji and a lot of brothers and sisters but she still wondered how it would be growing up in a normal household. Her dreams turned into reality as she was finally betrothed to marry the most popular Chakraborty in town. But is life always that simple or there are mysteries hidden behind the dark walls of the Chakraborty household? What about the mysterious backdrop of the Chakraborty Mansion? And the Puraani Baadi??? She didn't choose this...She was THRONED by the destiny...

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---------- (Sneak peak) "Oh my beautiful Fugl" he said as his finger tucked away a stray strand from my face. (Fugl = Bird) I still looked away from him, pissed. "Don't look away from me. This is a warning" And I ignored it. Soon, he grabbed me neck with one hand and waist from another and pulled me on his lap. My eyes widened at the position that I was in. My legs on the either side of his waist and my body on his lap. My core touch his and he was hard. He thrusted his hips upwards and I gasped at the feeling. "Don't ignore me love. I mean it, there will be consequences" and with that his hand shifted from my waist to under my skirt and he cupped my pussy, and I bit my lip. "Tsk" he said as his mouth attached to mine and his finger shifted my pantie aside and inserted his big finger inside my wet pussy. "My beautiful whore, look at you, all wet. This is what I mean when I say you are mine" And I kept my head on his shoulders as he moved his finger. ---------------------------------------------------------------- Read for the smut actually. <3

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" Marriage? I always find it useless. Means in a way I spend my whole life with a stranger. Not only him, but his entire family. After that, I don't even know how they will be." " What's use of saying this when-" " My marriage is already fixed since childhood. I know. No need to remind me the same thing again and again. I hate this marriage thing." WHEREAS. " I will cherish her forever just like you did to Maa. She will be the queen of my heart." ___________ Eternal flame of love. A journey filled with joyful moments. Where one will explain the meaning of love to the other and change her perspective. Love will grow eventually. One is fickle and the other is stable. One is talkative and the other is introvert. One values times while the other one don't. He like misty mornings but she lived for crazy midnights. He was the sun, She was the moon. one set then other rise. Both need each other. With these pollar opposite qualities they will learn ways to stay together peacefully. In between all this, For the throne, the family itself will become the enemy of the family. ___________ Previous name- eternal flame of love. New name- Two halves of a whole Start:- 12/ July/ 2023 End:- 15/ Aug/ 2023 A fictional story that has nothing to do with reality. The pictures shown in the story are not mine, Credit to the owner. Its my own story line. Don't report or copy it. its my hardwork. Atlast, Don't leave any negative comments. you don't like it then leave as simple as it sounds. and Let's meet in the story....