Seventeen-year-old Aaryavi, the stepdaughter of Rajvardhan Singh Rathore Suryavanshi, returns from abroad to a royal family that barely accepts her. Amidst palace intrigues, hidden rivalries, and a mysterious newcomer, she must fight to protect her place - and keep her silent flame burning bright.

Looking at herself in mirror a lone tear fall from her eyes now she is a bride, a wife to a king, war bride which come like a deal to him. She is treaty to him, a burden he has to live with because of her father, a father she was proud of has made her Queen and buy her kingdom in hope that the king will protect her. But what they don't know is that the man they got her married has hurt her the most in this world. She has to spend her whole life playing the wife and Queen of a man who once she loved dearly and now hate deeply. The reason of her miserable life today got all the right to destroy her and crush her honour once again like he did in past.He had betrayed her and broken her beyond repair.

Aisha Agarwal An ambivert who loves code and books. Lazy, foodie and oblivious. Three words which perfectly describes her. Atharva Singh Rathore A crown prince whose world revolves around his family and work. Intimidating, smart and cold. Three words that the business world uses to describe him. Two completely different personalities where one is too practical and the other is too imaginative. A public figure and a socially awkward girl who are poles apart. Their indifference makes them the parallel line. But there is one thing common between them. Coffee. Both are coffee lovers. And, Two parallel lines are no longer parallel if there is a common point between them, right? A cup of coffee. Most especially a dropped cup of coffee. It was all it took for Atharva to notice Aisha. This is the story of Atharva Singh Rathore and Aisha Agarwal. Yuvraj and his Little Warrior. Join Atharva and Aisha in their journey of love. ©authorsamm T.W. Mention of drugs, tortures, rape, murder, anxiety, depression. #1 in Royals-24.09.023 #5 in fiction- 25.10.023 #1 in queen- 29.10.023 #2 in feelings- 01.02.024 #1 in modernroyalty- 04.08.024 #2 in India -20.03.25

What If The One You Cursed In Silence Becomes The Prayer Your Heart Whispers Every Night? ZAMINDAAR SERIES BOOK-1 ABHI-AAKHI

𝑨 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒂 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓....... In the realms of Pratapgarh and Ratnagarh, Prince Aaditya, known for his fearlessness and respect for boundaries, finds himself entwined in an arranged marriage. Meanwhile, Princess Ragini, known for her reserve and fear of expressing herself, struggles with her own emotions as she's tasked with marrying a stranger. Aaditya agrees to the marriage without much thought, guided by his belief in duty over personal inclinations. He is determined to find the culprit behind the death of his loved ones. Ragini, however, resents him for agreeing to the marriage without even knowing her. She's torn between obeying her father's wishes and her inner struggle to stand up for herself. He's is not the prince she is looking for yet he will claim her In the most unexpected way making her fall harder in love With him every passing minute making it hard for both of them to stay away from each other for a moment let alone a day... ........🥀........

Never in my life I imagined my whole twenty three years of my life changing with the single "yes" from HIM. I never wanted him to say yes! Hell, I never expected my father to propose for my marriage in the first place, with him.. that too in-front of the whole kingdom... to the King The RATANVEER CHAUHAN. And i have no clue why such a great king and the ruler wants to marry me, I never really knew him. I know nothing about him except his name. Probably it's the same with him, there is no way he could have heard of me let alone hate or.. love! Then Why ME??? And this is my story, the story of the Princess Sanyukta who was pushed into the loveless marriage by her own family. Her journey to unknown empire, his kingdom. Let's learn the difficulties she faced, joy that she enjoyed, Pride that she became and how her life turned upside down along with the people of "their kingdom" through her journey, the never ending saga of wisdom, charisma and love. This book is purely and totally fictional. No bias towards any religion or personality! If you want to dive into my magical world of love and war, peep in ❤️ PS: The pictures are taken from Pinterest and credits will be given to the concerned creator 🙌 And people while commenting please use English yaar🙏🏼😇

This story is all about journey of Arhaan and Jeevika and how they come closer and face the challenges of married life. --------------------------------- "Just be loyal to me and respect me and my family. I'll always stand by your side.", I said. She nodded her head in positive. "Words", I said. "Yes", she replied. ----------------------------------- What did you think when you first met me?" "Hah nice I saw you first on our wedding day. All I can say is that you looked absolutely beautiful, and I wanted us to wed off real fast and make you MY QUEEN". --------------------------------------- "I love you Mr. Arhaan Shrivastava", she said with a big smile. "I love you too Mrs. Jeevika Arhaan Shrivastava",I kissed on her forehead

She looked like an angel in that beautiful dress, so confident and her aura so mysterious like I have never felt. He thought to himself. He had never experienced this......it was a new experience for him. Was it so called the "Love at first sight"? Maybe, but whatever it was, it was beautiful and comforting, the thought of her to Viraj was calming itself. He wanted to make her his own. But his ego was contradictory. He snapped out of his thought and started speaking "Ms kaur I don't like people who are late and here- " but before he could continue, I spoke haughtily " And Mr. Singhania, I don't like people who order me around or think highly of themselves. Achievements :- #2 lawyer #1 sikh #1 singh #1 kaur **** This is my orignal story. ****I do not own all pictures that are attached to this story. Published on Wattpad only.

Zoya Siddaqui and Aditya Hooda never knew that their destinies were entangled since forever, but one wretched night when they receive a call and find their respective spouses, Yash Arora and Pooja Hooda dead in Mussourie, but in each other's arms, their definitions of love, trust and happiness changes forever. The next few months pass with Zoya putting up with Aditya's rage, and at the same time trying to clear her dead husband's name, while Aditya puts all his energy in taking Yash's revenge from his wife, Zoya. Somehow, the destinies again entangle and Aditya realizes how he was living a loveless marriage based only on friendship while Zoya understands that a marriage needs friendship also, with love. They let go of their pasts, and decide to start afresh, as friends. But while Zoya is at peace with her past, Aditya is not. He leaves the country to have some time to himself and returns after six months. Six months change everything for them. The once shy and under confident Zoya is now the buisnesswoman of the year, while the jolly, chirpy Aditya have become a calm, silent version of himself. Somehow, this time, destiny smiles at them as Aditya and Zoya fall in love with each other, with Aditya accepting it and Zoya rejecting the idea of love. Her father, in an attempt to keep Aditya out of her life, fixes her alliance with Arshad Habib, and no matter how much he tried, Aditya fails to make Zoya realize her love for him. It's her Nikah night today. The story of Aditya and Zoya, the characters from Bepannah! Will it end tonight or have a new beginning? A new version of Bepannah, my style! Welcome aboard, and join me in writing a new tale for Our beloved Adiya! Cover credits : @_sanskruti_10

-- PROLOGUE "Let me get this straight. We have nothing in between us, except for the deal we made that day" he spoke in a monotonous tone. "I am the one carrying your name behind me; we are married. how can you say we have nothing in between us? Huh" She yelled at him, tears blurred her vision, and she spoke her heart to him. "For god's sake, this marriage was to save you! Can't you get that? I did not do it willingly, I do not love you!!" He yelled back at her, shattering her heart into pieces. "Why can't you just love me?" She spoke, as she cried the tears of hurt, and pain. Her heart thumped loudly due to the shivering sensation She felt all over her body. "I never made a commitment to you, or gave you any false hope, neither did i say that i love you. Did i?" He asked her, in a very cold tone. She looked at him through her teary eyes. It's getting difficult for her to even breathe. "It was your eyes, the damn eyes. Who gave me the false hope. They say, "Eyes speak the truth," but what about mine? Couldn't you feel the sincerity within them, expressing my deep affection for you? Why didn't you see the love shining in them? Was it too complex to understand? Couldn't you notice the warmth as they gazed at you? They search for you in every corner, If only you realized how they silently echoed the emotions I couldn't articulate. They say, "Eyes never deceive." But what about yours? They played a trick on me when they met mine, painting a facade of a world that wasn't real. They made me feel loved, Leading me into a belief that crumbled, louder than your spoken promises. Why did they betray me? Was it your eyes or you that masked the truth?" He stayed still, not moving or saying anything at her statement. --