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"

{Readers, read this book on time, and I will remove half of this book from here once it is complete} #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˗ TOP RANKING 🥇 #1 in VIRGINHERO #5 in WATTPADDREAMWORKERCONTEST2014 #7 in ASPIRATION #9 in VILLAGELOVE #10 in VILLAGEROMANCE #17 in DARKEROTICA #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?

"𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭, 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃." 𝐀 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐀 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐥 𝐀 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐀 𝐰𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞 7 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 1 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞? 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑜𝑢𝑡 ? 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑚 ? 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑦𝑎𝑙 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑠?

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*

Two maids were cleaning a vast chamber when the younger maid asked the older one, "Didisa, you have been working in the palace for two decades right. Please tell me why are we cleaning this already clean chamber?". The older one smiled and said, "Although this chamber is always kept clean, it should be cleaned before anyone can reside here. And above all, our Ranisa is coming back to the palace". The younger maid didn't seem to accept it as a good news and said, "Whoever may come, but they cannot become equal to our choti Ranisa. She is the most kind, generous and sweetest person I have ever seen. She had never gotten angry on any maids even if they make mistakes. Take my example, I have made such a blunder on my first day here, but choti Ranisa accepted me as her own maid. Who can match her in kindness or even sword fight? And moreover she is Ranasa's heart beat". The old maid sighed and said, "Our Ranisa may not hold the heart of Ranasa. She may not be well versed in sword fight. But there is a reason why she is still our Ranisa. Sometimes one may have to be harsh to deliver justice and not just compromise between the victim and the tormentor. The people should have some fear about getting punished if they do wrong. And that charisma is with our Ranisa". ----------------------------------------------------------- A young girl of 17 years, looked at the retreating back of her newly married husband with a sad face. Just then her brother-in-law seated beside her husband's empty seat said, "Why are you sad, Bhabhisa?". She replied, "It's Nothing devarsa". He glanced back at his bhabhisa one more time and thought, "I don't know when bhaisa will open up with bhabhisa about his heart. She thinks that he is not fond of her. But how would one explain, why he ate the saltless food without a complaint and glared at me to keep my mouth shut. Unless it is for his beloved wife".