~Glimpse~ "Dusro ki Cheezo ko Lena, Acchi Baat Nahi Hoti hai Bai sa." She looked back and my eyes met those Beautiful Orbs, A small frown spread on her Calm and Gorgeous Face as She turned her face back towards the Peacocks and asked. "Aapko Humara Note nahi mila? Humne Aapki Desk per Rakha tha." "Note Toh Mila par, Hume Apni Cheeze Baantna pasand nahi hai" I said, Trying to Tease her. But Her being the Innocent person, She turned to me and Closed the book, Before forwarding it in my direction. "Sorry, hume pata nahi tha. Actually I love reading and When I saw this book it fascinated me, so I thought... But It's Okay I will read it some other Day." She passed me a smile and kept the Book On the Ground for me to Pick. I held her hand and Kept the book back in her Hand making her Look at me with Confused Eyes. "Humne Kaha Hume Pasand Nahi hain, iska ye matlab nahi ki Hum Seekh nahi Sakte. Hone wali biwi hain aap humari, Zindagi Baant rahe hain aapke saath chizein Baantna bhi seekh Jayenge." □■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■ ~Protagonist~ Abhimanyu Singh Rathore, 29 year old Young Man Known as Hukum of Rajasthan by the Residents of Rajasthan, While He is known as a Sharp minded Business Man in the Industry. Ridhima Mishra, a 24 -soon to be 25- year old Psychologist, Not Psychiatrist, Hope you know the difference, Is know as a Kind and Understanding Person by the people around her. □■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■ To see how their love story will Unfold, Do check out my book Hukum's Biwi, Which is the First book of Rathore series..

'𝙄𝙨𝙝𝙦 𝙟𝙪𝙣𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙟𝙖𝙗 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙚, 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙦 𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙚' After crossing the first phase of love, they now stand at the edge of a new journey-one that will test their hearts and devotion in ways they never imagined. "Like the moon awaits the sun after a long night, her heart held onto his light through every shadow and silence."

𝙏𝙪𝙣𝙚 𝙠𝙮𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙖 , 𝙈𝙖𝙧 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙢𝙞𝙩 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙃𝙤 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞...... ♡ 𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙄 𝘿𝙀𝙀𝙒𝘼𝙉𝙄 ♡ Shashwat Rajvansh - An introvert, calm and ambitious guy studies in class 12th. For him "Rules are meant to be followed". He is a bookworm and topper of his class . He is prince charming of almost all girls of school but never give a glance to them . His dream is to join Indian army and for that he is studying very hard . He has no time for Love. Siya Malhotra - An exovert and chirpy girl studies in class 11th . She is always ready to break the rules and have zero interest in study . She has promised herself to not to fall in love but a sudden encounter with her senior "Shashwat Rajvansh" Changed her perspective about love when she slowly started falling for him who doesn't seem to be interested in her. The more she is getting to know him the more she is falling for him. ************************************************** "For me, Love is devotion." She said, her eyes were drawn to the resplendent Krishna idol. "Then I am devoted to you, Siya, the way you are devoted to your Krishna." He replied looking at her with an intensity akin to how a priest gazes at an idol. *************************************************** Jump inside the story to know more ❤️✨. ______________________________________________ There is no cheating, no toxicity and no love angle. It is just a simple school love story which includes Love, friendship and lots of fun that would probably take you back to your school days. ______________________________________________________

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.

1 in #India 12 in #arrangedmarriage "You're mine, Jeea. Don't ever forget that." His voice is a siren, enchanting me, making me dizzy with the need to be close to him. "I know, Mr. Rathore. And you're mine." I peck his lips and he squeezes my neck in return. I can still feel the embers of his angry, lying just below the surface of his skin. "Always, jaan. It's a pleasure to be yours." His lips meet mine in a slow kiss which quickly turns into something passionate, neither of us willing to back down. I take his anger that he drowns into this kiss and show him my love in return. * Jeea Mehta has always lived in the shadow of her perfect older sister. But when a twist of fate forces her to marry Dhruv Singh Rathore-a wealthy, enigmatic man who was once promised to her sister-Jeea finds herself caught in a marriage she never wanted and a life she doesn't understand. But Dhruv is not an easy man to please. He's distant, ruthless, and heartbreakingly unattainable. And yet, beneath his icy exterior, Jeea glimpses something more-something that makes her heart betray her at every turn. As hidden truths unravel and undeniable chemistry ignites, Jeea finds herself caught in a dangerous game of love and resentment. Because while she was never meant to be his bride... she might just become something even more unexpected-his weakness. #1 in chicklit #1 in forcedrelationship

"𝐝𝐢𝐥 𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐞 𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐡𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚 .. 𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐪𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐫 𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐚 .." A peace treaty that will change the fate of two kingdoms. But will it be for good or bad? A deception that will turn the life of a kind but alone soul's life upside down. She who just wanna live a happy life even if it's for one day. The one who had nothing to do with royalties. How will a treaty put her at stake? He is The youngest but most deadly ruler for his enemies. Maharaja Digvijay Pratap Singh , king of Vijayratha Empireof 17th century. The most unprejudiced ruler ever existed in 100 years of his empire. A man who is only 27 but his hold on whole northern parts of India is unshaken and is heading to south to conquer. A young 21 years old simple girl who's been living her life alone since the day she was born. Her life had been a uncanny puzzle for her. Not knowing whom she belongs to or who her mother is? A slave to a infuriating ill mannered princess who treats her like dust of her shoe. Reason? Even though they'd do that to all slaves but to her especially because princess feels being a slave and having nothing Yashika is a beautiful girl with her long dark Lucious hair, deep dark green eyes like forest, most curvy and attractive body a man could ever wish for and glossy skin in brown. Her eyes held mysterious magic of captivating that you couldn't resist and kindness that was as pure as lotus bloomed even in mud. WRITING UNDER WATTPAD CREATORS PROGRAM 📌

Rabya was unwillingly tied up in a knot of marriage with the only son of a big Zamindar; Adhrit Singh Chauhan. She once had a happy life, trying to achieve her dreams in the metropolitan city by striving to become independent so that she can financially support her family. But then, her one mistake and she was forced to marry Adhrit who's a decade older than her and lives in that regressive part of a small town in Uttar Pradesh where girls are not even allowed to step out of their house. Will Adhrit ever be able to be loved by his wife? Or will she always remain his unwilling bride?

"I am ready but there is only one problem that my month has come". She said while controlling her smile. Abhirath asked in confusion "what? month?? What is that". She blushed-"monthly bleeding problem don't you even understand this, then how will you handle the whole kingdom". Abhirath looked at me with disgust. Abhirath provoke: she has big mouth to tell me such thing without feeling shy. I ordered-"come and sleep". Verenya provoke: I laughed in my heart and swear against him that I will gonna make him regret for this marriage... Yes i can't hurt him physically because i care for Bundi but i can tease and torture him. I giggled. I took other side of the bed and fall asleep. Next day Verenya provoke: I wake up early in the morning and saw Abhirath sleeping peacefully and calmly. I didn't understand how can he looks so calm while he was sleeping. Suddenly one idea popped in my mind and I giggled. I try to look for any paint but there was nothing in room. Only items and flower petals were in the room. My eyes fall on my 'vermilion' box and I run towards my dressing table and took half of it into a plate and added water in it and it become bright red colour. I slowly walked towards him and start making ugly drawing on his face through my fingers. Made few circles on his cheeks and red dots on his nose and wavy lines on his forehead after doing so much to him i couldn't able to control my laugh and i took my vile and left for bomb to explode. ______________________________ "There is only one happiness in this life, to love and be loved." In this story u will see : How unexpectedly one daring princess fall in love with the prince who want her in exchange of her kingdom. Lets see how these two stars will meet and how they are destined to destiny. ❤

"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex. He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed. I nodded a little locking eyes with him fearfully. I witnessed a glimmer in his eyes and he removed his palm from my mouth slowly. I mustered up a little strength and asked nervously. "Kon hai aap aur yahan kya kar rhe hain," His eyes softened, looking deep into my eyes as if he could see through them as if he owned them. A strong wind surfaced, pulling away the fabric and revealing his face. It was him. My heartbeats raced wildly. He flickered his gaze to my lips for a few seconds, licked his lower lip a little with an unreadable emotion and peered back deeply into my eyes, delving into my soul. He replied in the raw, masculine and resonating voice I had heard months before. "Daksh naam hai hamara. Vivaah karne aaye hai aapse," *** I could not believe my eyes that he was standing right in front of me. The day I walked away from him, with a swarm of butterflies in the depths of my guts and belly, I never considered the possibility of crossing our paths again. I never thought we would get another chance in this life. Was it a wise decision of me to run away back then like that? The moments we shared back then flashed back into my memory. I started wondering if this was a coincidence or if he purposely located me. *** This is the love story of Daksh Pratap Rathore and Radhika Maan Singh. Storyline occurs in early years of 21st century(2001). A love saga bridging the gap between a city-born man and a village-raised girl. They are soulmates longing for love and solace from each other in different parameters. Let us dive into their journey of togetherness, and internal conflicts and see if and how they find solace with each other. First 2 chapters can be descriptive but I'm sure you'll like the story further.

Samhita Maity, a historian, found excitement in discovering long-lost secrets of histories- a perfectionist in her work. However, there was one mysterious figure eluding her expertise-the exploration of the most celebrated king of ancient India, whose name resounded across the world. His unwritten and unfinished books ignited her curiosity, and day and night, her thoughts were consumed by him. Who was he beyond the exterior of a king? How did his empire attain such advanced and flourishing heights that even contemporary science couldn't reach? Why were only fragments written about him? Where did he vanish so suddenly? These questions lingered, morphing into an obsession. Driven by an insatiable desire to unravel his mystery, Samhita set on a daring journey through time, stepping into his kingdom. As the threads of time intertwined, Samhita became Rajadhiraj Vikramaditya's own obsession. She had entered the realm of an eagle, and now, there seemed to be no escape. Would she find her way back to her own time? Would he permit her departure or would she be held captive by the sparks of dominance and power that crackled between them? Could their individual dominances coexist, or would they crumble in the face of each other's compelling forces?