𝗧𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀. Because even in the darkest times, honour can bloom into love and love into freedom. ⚠️ This story contains mature and explicit content. Read at your own risk (18+). --- Set in 1960s Bengal, Gunjan Saha, a 17-year-old girl whose eyes still hold the innocence of monsoon skies, yet whose heart knows only fear and silence. After her mother's death, she endures her stepmother's cruelty, dreaming only of kindness, freedom, and being seen as someone worthy of love. Riddhiman Roy Chowdhury, the 29-year-old son of the village sarpanch, returns from London as a gold-medalist barrister determined to reform his village. But destiny has another plan... one that ties his fate to a fragile, innocent girl. One night, Gunjan runs barefoot through the lanes, escaping the men her stepmother sold her to, and destiny leads her to him... the man who would rewrite her story. When whispers taint her name for taking refuge in his house, Riddhiman does the unthinkable... he marries her. Before the same eyes that condemned her, he takes her hand and gives her honour. Bound first by duty, their marriage slowly becomes a sanctuary of trust, hope, and forbidden desire. As Gunjan learns to smile again, Riddhiman fights the one battle he never expected... the battle of his own heart. A man of reason and law. A girl of innocence and faith. Bound not by romance, but by righteousness and something far more fragile... unspoken love. But what happens when duty starts to feel like desire? Will he ever see her as more than a responsibility? And will she find the freedom she's been longing for... in the heart of the man who became her protector?

Book 1 of Royal Romance An Indian Royal Romance Once the pride of one of the greatest empires, Princess Saanvi's world shattered when a scandal erupted-linking her name to a notorious prince from a neighboring kingdom, known more for his charm than his honor. The accusation was false. She knew it. But with no proof to defend herself, the truth was buried-and so was her place in the royal court. Exiled by her own blood and cast away in disgrace, Saanvi sought refuge in a foreign empire, even grander than her own. There, among humble villagers, she rebuilt a life from the ashes of betrayal. Earning their trust was not easy, but she endured. A year passed, and with her royal past hidden and her identity buried, survival became her only goal. Until a rare opportunity arrived-one that would lead her back to the palace, not as a princess, but as a maid. A single encounter with the enigmatic and brooding Prince Rudra changes everything. Drawn to the mysterious maid with regal eyes and a quiet strength, Rudra finds himself entangled in the very scandal that once ruined her. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘆 𝗵𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿. As truths unravel and loyalties are tested, what will Princess Saanvi do when she discovers the secret Prince Rudra has guarded all along?

"𝐇𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐡 𝐝𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐲𝐞... 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐚 𝐚𝐚𝐤𝐡𝐫𝐢 𝐝𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐠𝐚 𝐚𝐚𝐣." "𝐖𝐨𝐡 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚, 𝐣𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚." She was a widow, he was a mad king. She lived in white, her days as hollow as the bangles she shattered at her husband's pyre. He lived in red, a force of chaos wrapped in flesh, his path painted in the blood of the fallen, his throne a pyre of the conquered. His enemies feared his madness. His allies feared his boredom. He did not rage to conquer-he raged to feel, to break the silence that clung to his soul like the ashes of his fallen foes. She wasn't just a bride, she was the prize, the possession he won in a war. He extended his hand, rough and scarred, the hand that had broken empires and crushed crowns. His voice was a low rumble, a whisper wrapped in steel. "Yeh haath ek shauk nahi... ek zimmedari hai. Thukra dengi toh bhi, zindagi bhar yeh haath kisi aur ke liye nahi badhega." She looked at the outstretched hand, the hand that had shattered kingdoms, and her lips curled in a bitter, ghostly smile. "Vidhva hai hum... Bhagwan bhi maaf nahi karenge." He stepped closer, the air between them thick with unspoken promises and dangerous desires, his jaw tightening, eyes darkening with a madness only she seemed capable of awakening. "Jab mard pe daag lagta hai, uski kamai se dhul jaata hai. Magar aurat par jo daag lagta hai, woh uske marne ke baad bhi zinda rehta hai." His fingers twitched, aching to trace the curve of her neck, to feel the pulse beneath her fragile skin, to break the distance between madness and defiance. "Aap mere liye sirf kamzori nahi, junoon hai," he murmured, his voice rough, the words a dark promise. "Aur junoon ke raaste mein aane wale log sirf ek hi anjaam paate hain-maut." And in that stolen breath, where white met red, where restraint clash

Are you really my father? -" She said" Is this how you are going to do with me? Just kill me please, I can't tolerate all of this. I can't just married an old man, he's 80 year old -" she cried and said" I had so many dreams about my future but you broke them all, why did you break them father? Why !! Should I even call you father now? Don't cross your limits, srinika ! -"her father yelled at her" He's the king of Tirajgarh, the second most powerful country and the king, If we had refused his request, he would have destroyed our kingdom. -" her father said" Oh father, Don't lie to me, I've heard everything,I listened very carefully to what both of you were saying. you were very happy. How dare you Srinika, have you forgotten your values? Don't say anything, I don't want to hear anything. *He was about to slap her when Srinika's mother came and stopped him* She has grown up now, you can't slap her like this. " srinika mother said" Then why she's not behaving like that -" He stared at srinika mother eyes" Please refuse this marriage, our Srinika is too young for him, we both will find a good groom for her. " srinika mother said" So why do you have to remain a servant of Tirajgarh? Do you even know what would have happened to us if we had refused to marry her? -" he yelled at her" Father, please you can't do this to me -" srinika beg " I apologise srinika, but I can't do anything. Fine, If you can't do anything then I will do something to stop this marriage. What are you saying, you lady, don't do anything like this that will put you to shame. "her father said" Don't worry father, just wait -" Srinika said and left the room" SRINIKA ! SRINIKA ! "Her father yelled"

{Read the book ongoing, I will remove half of this book once it's completed} ERA ONE IN SWATI UNIVERSE #1 The Daughters of Rati Series. ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 𓆩🖤𓆪꒱ ˎˊ˗ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐢𝐥. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐧. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. When Siya, a fiery 25-year-old city girl, is forced to marry a 35-year-old village Pradhan (sarpanch), she prepares for a dull life of silence and submission. But on their wedding night, she discovers something shocking-her powerful, respected husband, Raghav, is still a virgin. Naïve, untouched, and completely innocent. And so she takes control. Siya teaches him desire, pleasure, pain, and worship on her terms. From shy glances to blindfolds and whispered commands, their nights turn into dark rituals of lust and learning. But the more he obeys, the more he hungers. And soon, the innocent husband becomes a man who would destroy the world to keep his wife moaning beneath him. In a village where women are meant to be tamed- She's the one holding the leash. ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 𓆩🖤𓆪꒱ ˎˊ˗ Ongoing: 31 July 2025 TOP RANKING 🥇 #1 in VIRGINHERO #1 in EROTICAROMANCE #1 in ASPIRATION #1 in WATTPADDREAMWORKERCONTEST2014 #1 in WATTPADFICTION #1 in VILLAGELOVE #2 in SLOWBURN #3 in DARKEROTICA #4 in STORY #6 in DESIROMANCE #7 in INDIAN WIFE #7 in DOMINANT FEMALE #10 in VILLAGEROMANCE #32 in AGEGAPROMANCE copyright @authorswati

🆂🅸🅳🅳🅷🅰🆁🆃🅷 × 🅰🅰🅳🅷🆈🅰 Once, their hearts beat in unison, united by love, now drifted apart. One heart loves more deeply than before, a love that aches with longing and devotion, yet remains unreturned. The other heart, once filled with affection, now harbors a deep hatred, fueled by betrayal or pain. Their love has twisted into something painful-one heart longs desperately for what's lost, while the other is consumed by hatred. What was once an unbreakable bond is now a divide. After seven years of continous searching of her, they meet again, and they are no longer the persons they were. He's determined to make things right, to give her every reason to reclaim what has always been hers - the love, the place in his life, the bond they once shared. 𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢- At 26, He is a 6'4" CEO of AS GLOBALS and next in line to lead Suryavanshi Enterprises. Known as "ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀ ᴋɪɴɢ" in the underworld. 𝐀𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐲𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 - At 25, she is a 5'7" stunning and powerful woman, CEO of Shivendra Enterprises, and a devoted follower of MahaDev. Known as "ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴏɴ ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ", she rules both business and the underworld with fearsome strength. What they don't know is that deep in the shadows, hidden truths, buried for years, are about to surface. They will fight - not just to survive, but to make those responsible pay for their sins. The truth will come out, and they will make sure justice is served. Join me on the journey of Siddharth and Aadhya- A Saga Of Fierce Love and Betrayals. •☆•𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐫... 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒•☆•

#Book 2 of Rathore's brother series ISHANI VIKRAM RAJPUT The wife of Vikram Rajput, Ishani is an innocent and kind-hearted young woman who hails from a humble middle-class family. Deprived of love and affection from her parents, she naively believed that marriage would bring her the warmth and care she always longed for. However, her dreams were shattered when she found herself in a toxic and abusive marriage. "Maa, please, I want to come home," she pleaded desperately. Her mother replied coldly, "Even if you die, don't come to our house-you are nothing but a burden to us." DEVANSH SINGH RATHORE Brother-in-law of Ishani and a single hot DAD,cold man and soft hearted only for his daughter(love) "A successful businessman and secretive mafia head, he exudes a calm aura that sends shivers down everyone's spine. After mysteriously leaving India five years ago, he returns with no explanation, a man full of secrets. He speaks only when necessary; his eyes do the rest, sending a chilling message with just one glance." Chlta firta BOMB both from looks and Nature ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ "Dedicated to all the girls who yearn for love, both soft and dangerous." ⚠️WARNING: This book contains mature content. there is a mention of abuse,suicide,rape,depression and murder(not by male lead) read only if you comfortable...

In the heart of a vibrant city, Ishita's bakery radiates warmth and familiarity-a cherished retreat for locals. Yet beneath her gentle smile, whispers hint at a hidden resolve and a past marred by unspoken injustice. Across town,But one man is close to unraveling her secret. Ranveer, a sharp and intuitive detective, is tracking down a string of vigilante killings, unaware that the woman he loves is the one behind them. As the mystery tightens, their paths cross in ways neither could anticipate. How long can Ishita remain invisible? And what will happen when Ranveer uncovers the truth? In a world where trust and deceit are intertwined, one question lingers: Can justice truly be served without sacrifice? Ranveer commands respect as a prominent businessman, his polished exterior belying a relentless drive to follow cryptic clues. Drawn to an unidentified enigma lurking in the shadows, he pieces together a puzzle that promises to upend everything he thought he knew. In a world where every comforting facade conceals a secret, how long can the truth remain buried beneath layers of deception?

A story of a Prince, a most eligible bachelor, 1st youngest business man and won lots of awards of business tycoon. His past changed him totally. "Love" and "girls" are most hated word for him. But destiny played it's game. He fell in love with his arranged wife. Hardest. But what will happen when his own love, his own wife will betray him? Break him? __________________ *I gripped on her shoulder. my eyes burning with hate, betrayal she gave, but I still asked her, I want to know from her* "you shared them location? " "y-yes.. bu~" "you were behind it all? " "please list~" "you tried to kill them? " "let me exp~" "yes or no" "y-yes... i-i was the o-one" my grip lossen on her shoulder. " aapka aur humara rishta khatam... chali jayiye... it's over... don't show me your face" *I said while losing grip on her shoulder. my throat hurt for not being able to shed my tears because she doesnt serve this. I turned away from her, my heart aching, shattering in pieces*