Volume I of historical series. BRIDE OF CROWNED PRINCE He was the crowned prince and she was his chosen bride. He was famous for being a heartless prince and she was the epitome of innocence. His aura was dark and powerful which kept people away from him. While, she had the power to pull anyone with her sweet speech, calm nature and love in the heart. He married her for just one purpose- Throne of Pratapgarh. Love was never certain in this relationship. But, when fate threw its dice, both of them made promises for many births. He was prince, Abhiraj and she was his bride, Sanskriti. Dark clouds surrounded their love. Lust, greed, enmity and hatred spread in the Royal family. 7 brothers fought for one throne and one wrong move, the king lost his queen. ....

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏: 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·. "What?" she said, she couldn't believe her ears, that her Kabir ji would say something like that when he had been showering his whole life at her feet. "Kabir ji, if it's about last night, then let's solv..." "I don't want to fucking solve, and you are right I was just attracted to you physically and now that it's over, I don't see the point to be with you" I will never, ever fall. His voice echoed in her ears. "What are you saying? No no, you are lying, I know something is up that's why you are lying, is someone watching us? I'm sure, should I tell Akshu? Yeah, wait-wait, I will tell him" He held her hands and jerked her towards himself, "Your holes are way too fucking loose for me now, I don't care if you are alive or dead in an unnamed road, I don't give a flying fuck, I just wanted to fulfil my desires, and now I am bored with you, you don't make me feel anything when I fuck you, it feels like I am pounding on a sack, I disgust the feeling," .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·. 𝐀 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞? •MATURE CONTENT•

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. ______________________________________________________

Megha Biswas , a simple ordinary girl . But who said simple and ordinary are boring. A teacher by profession. Her life was really simple untill enters Mr. Vyas in his glory. Mr. Vyas. A man known yet unknown. An example of open book yet a mystery. Where will their life lead to when the Peace and Pistol will collide. Surely an extraordinary one . A simple girl and a mysterious man can be a deadly combo. Let's peep in to known more. Complete story on scrollstack. _______________________

Singhanias, a name that was looked up to and worshipped like God. They had everything and anything they ever set their eyes on. Money, power, authority and respect were just other ways of describing the family of Singhanias. For the world, the Singhanias were perfect but no one knew about the dark side of them. They were mafias and blood, gun, murder- the horrible things that everyone detested was like a game to Singhanias. And being the daughters-in-law of this lavish, wealthy and powerful family was what many girls dreamed of in the country but for the wives of the heirs of the family was like a walking nightmare. They were ordinary girls until the name- Singhania was lined with them which meant to deal with high-class people, paparazzi and follow strict protocols of the family and do nothing that would harm the Singhania family image. And the worst part was to act as perfect brides of the heirs in front of the world but what if heirs of the Singhania family were adamant to destroy and shatter them to an extent knowingly or unknowingly. One bride was ignored by her husband, one despised and one breaking slowly by her husband. Will the daughters-in-law of the family be able to change the pride of the family or will the heirs of the family will be the reason for their death? (P.S. The description of the story will be like a death to me. I hope the story is better than the description)

"You always make the same mistake, Pearl... What should I do with you, hmm?" he muttered, closing the distance and brushing his lips against her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "You're invading my personal space again, Saksham," she stated, her voice surprisingly steady, a desperate attempt to appear strong, a woman who'd outgrown the naive, innocent girl she once was. But deep down, the same vulnerability lingered, a fact they both knew too well. "Personal space... interesting," he chuckled darkly. "But you seem to forget, Pearl, there's no such thing as space between us. Because you were always mine to begin with." With that, he claimed her lips in a fervent, demanding kiss, a hunger that spoke of years of suppressed desire. "Mine to love, mine to possess, Pearl," he murmured against her, his words a toxic mix of affection and control. Shock and anger surged through her, and she pushed him away with surprising force, her hand striking his face in a resounding slap. The corridor, once silent, now echoed with the sharp sound, a testament to her defiance. "Never," she vowed, her voice trembling, and then she turned and fled, disappearing into the shadows. Saksham watched her retreating figure, a slow smirk spreading across his face, a cold glint in his eyes. He wasn't deterred by her resistance. In fact, it only fueled the flames of his obsession. 'Oh, Pearl, you just don't get it, do you' he thought, his mind racing with possibilities. Falak Kashyap, his "Pearl," was a fire herself, but her flame paled in comparison to the raging Ablaze that was Saksham Singhal. He was a force of nature, a royal who always obtained his heart's desire. And Falak was his ultimate dream, his only true obsession.

Tale of an 18 year old Ridhima ,an orphan who lives with her aunt D'Souza.On a regular day ,while working as a substitute of her aunt as a butler ,she bewitched a ruthless and arrogant Mafia king ,Vansh Rai Singhania. The Rai Singhania's were not only a big name in India but the entire world as it was headed by world's biggest and ruthless Mafia leader ,Vansh Rai Singhania. Vansh ,who was on the other side of 35 , chose to stay aloof from wordly politics and family drama , usually dwelved in his business. He had no one to call his own until he came across the beauty at his abode and decided to make her his . Madly obsessed in his nymph's love ,he married her and vowed to protect and cherish her till eternity. Dive into the story to see how the Mafia couple's love thrive amidst a dysfunctional family filled with hatred and conspiracy.

This is the continuation of the story that began with Prithvi.. (volume 1) - http://www.wattpad.com/story/5433945-prithvi-vol-1 Note posted on 5 October 2022 'Prithvi' is an ongoing story. It was in 2008 that the story began to flow through me. I continue to be as passionate about it as I was back then. However, I do not know how long it would take to be completed. I do not know how many more volumes or chapters will be required. I update chapters only once a month, and even that doesn't happen at times. But if you would still like to experience this story, please go ahead and give it a try. I hope you enjoy reading 'Prithvi' as much as I enjoy writing it.

"Falling in love is like holding a candle. Initially, it lightens up the world around you. Then it starts melting and hurts you. Finally, it goes off, and everything is darker than ever, and all you are left with is the... Burn." He had known her since she was eight, a tiny, unwelcome presence in his life. As a 16-year-old, he seethed with resentment, his eyes burning with a fire that rivaled the intensity of his hatred. Every time their paths crossed, his anger flared, threatening to consume him whole. He couldn't bear the sight of her, the sound of her laughter, or the way she smiled with an innocence that only fueled his rage. To escape the torment, he fled to a foreign land, seeking solace in the unknown. Years passed, and the embers of his hatred slowly died down, reduced to smoldering ashes. But when he returned, the last thing he expected was to find the little girl he once despised now blossoming into a beautiful, captivating woman. Her eyes, once sparkling with mischief, now shone with a quiet strength, and her smile, once a source of annoyance, now stirred something deep within him. As they navigated their complicated past, their mutual hatred transformed into a fierce, all-consuming love. He was vocal about his feelings, his words pouring out like a torrent, but she trembled with fear, hesitant to surrender to the passion that threatened to engulf them both. For his love was a force of nature, wild and untamed, capable of destroying everything in its path. Yet, she couldn't deny the way her heart skipped a beat when he was near, the way her soul stirred when he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. She was trapped in a vortex of emotions, torn between the fear of his love and the thrill of the unknown. A love that knew no limits. A love that was poisonous for both of them. . . . This is a RiAnsh Story based on color's Show "Ishq Mein Marjawan 2". Thanks for reading.

This is the continuation of the story that began with Prithvi.. (volume 1) - http://www.wattpad.com/story/5433945-prithvi-vol-1 Note posted on 5 October 2022 'Prithvi' is an ongoing story. It was in 2008 that the story began to flow through me. I continue to be as passionate about it as I was back then. However, I do not know how long it would take to be completed. I do not know how many more volumes or chapters will be required. I update chapters only once a month, and even that doesn't happen at times. But if you would still like to experience this story, please go ahead and give it a try. I hope you enjoy it reading 'Prithvi' as much as I enjoy writing it.