This story is written mostly in English (about 98%), with some Telugu (about 2%) along with translations. -------- He leaned close to her, his words brushing softly against her earlobe, "Oka sari na kallalo kallupetti chusunte...nenu cheppaleni samadhanam appude dorikedi emo." [If you had just looked into my eyes even once... and maybe you'd understand the words I could never say] Tholi Prema... oka kshanam kaadu, oka parichayam kaadu, oka prayanam... oka madhuram aina modati paata adi neetho modalayindi. Hrudhayam nilavadhu... nee pai unna prema maruvadhu. [First love... isn't just a moment, isn't just an acquaintance, it's a journey... a sweet first song, and it began with you. The heart hasn't stopped... the love I have for you won't change] Everything you're about to read is true... but I've never confessed to him in real life. The story ends with a plot twist my real life hasn't caught up to yet. Happy reading 🩷

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 - 𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 " 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐦 𝐈 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 , 𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐯 ? " " 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭'𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 , 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲 , 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 , 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 . "

They are the heirs of the most powerful family in the country; a family celebrated for their valour, togetherness, love, fame, talent and of course, power! Love knocked on their parents' doors and changed their lives forever. Now, years later, love knocks on the heirs' doors expecting familiar tales of sacrifice, pain, separation, yearning and unconditional love. Will the heirs experience love as deeply as their parents did, or they would give up in front of the ache it brings along? Join Arina, Ekansh, Roohan, Veer, Ivaan and Idhaaya in their journey to finding love of a lifetime! This is Shiddat Reprise ~ The Mehrotra Odyssey Resumes with the Mehrotra Heirs. Stay tuned! PS - Read the first book of the series, Shiddat - Love that transcends boundaries before beginning this. Highly recommended.

He was my love, but I was just his path towards the crown which he never owned. When my parents warned me he was a terrorist, I laughed. I didn't believe them. Not until he robbed his own love and left her to die in tiny deaths, moment by moment. We weren't just a few years apart in age, but miles apart in our thoughts as well. Our origins were different, our upbringings were different, we lived in different directions of the world, and yet I never let any of these cause a crack between us, until he decided to build one. REVENGE. His revenge. I was born with the title of Princess, and he was forced to become a knight. He was ready to destroy both of us in the flames of his revenge, lapping around our relationship's newly dug grave. And yet, I stood there firm, unshakable, unbreakable, indestructible, ready to see what his extent was. Because no matter what, at the edge where he ends... I begin. Our marriage didn't only gave a new direction to our relation, but it also sparked an unspoken hunger in him. I don't know why I was getting punished for something I never did. Not only did I betray the promise to my parents, but I also betrayed my every boundary for him. My love for him turned to my dedication when he gave me the only reason to hate him. He put his blade on the neck of the only one I loved the most. So, I put my blade on him, slicing off all the threads of our never budding relationship. He wanted to win it all for the Crown. So, I destroyed it all for the Blood. It was the battle of Blood vs Crown. And the winner was yet to be announced.

𓍯𓂃𓏧Book 2 of historical series..ᝰ.ᐟ ❥𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑬𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔❥ "Don't you have any shame?! You are getting married in few hours and here you are with some other woman." "You are not some other woman! You are mine, my woman!" "No, I'm not. I won't be your secret, your mistress. That's why I've decided, I'm leaving Rajgarh. For good." "Don't you dare! Or I will hunt you down from anywhere in the world" ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Abhimanyu Singh Rathore and Kashmira Chauhan were never friends. Childhood rivals, bitter enemies, constantly bickering yet strangely inseparable. But something shattered between them four years ago. No goodbyes, no explanations, just silence. However, fate intervened and united them unexpectedly. Their paths crossed when Kashmira arrived in Rajgarh, his realm. The emotions they had long suppressed began to resurface, complicating their ability to remain apart. ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Join me in the journey of Abhimanyu and Kashmira to know if their love can survive or not. Will these enemies ever turn into lovers?

"I had never expected this from you. Why did you lie to me if nothing was true?" I spoke my heart out shamelessly because today the limits were crossed. He knew exactly about my feelings and he still played with them. He mocked my emotions, my love, my respect for him. I don't have anything left for him anymore. I don't know where am I getting my anger from, but I cannot withstand this much insult.

A girl "Tara Oberoi" and the guy "Mihir Raichand" tied in the marriage which was against their will. Her being the repacement of her sister and him being her biggest hater. A girl who never recieved love from anyone in her family or her siblings and a guy who was always pampered by the entire family. Will it last long? Will they ever fall in love with each other?? what's the truth behind everything?? To know these answers just be ready to read the upcoming chapters🎀 Tropes:- ☆Replaced bride ☆Marriage of convinience ☆Forced marriage ☆Age gap ☆Mystery ☆Dark romance

A Royal family renowned for their illustrious name and fame, A family full of pride and rage, A Family for which everyone bows their head - The Agnihotri's. This story is about boys who possess a unique blend of qualities - they are cold, rude, powerful, self-assured, confident, and charming. They have an undeniable allure, despite the devilish side they sometimes exhibit. Their faces radiate heavenly looks, yet their personality is made by the Devil. This combination of traits makes them fascinating and captivating to those around them, drawing them in with an irresistible force. The boys' personalities are complex and intriguing, offering a glimpse into the complexity of human nature. What if the lives of those boys intertwine with those of the girls who are brimming with passion? The ones who know how to put everything in its rightful place, and who refuse to bow their head to anyone. Who can predict the tale of these four couples, each distinct from the other?

Four brothers. One empire. A love story written in power, passion, and destiny. They lost everything in fire. Now, they will rise from the ashes. The Rajvansh brothers-heirs to an empire, rulers of their worlds-had their lives shattered in one brutal night. Their family was burned. Their legacy stolen. Their past erased. But if their enemies thought they were finished, they had made a grave mistake. The world had turned against them. Now, they would turn the world into their battlefield. Revenge. Power. Blood. The Rajvansh brothers will not stop until their enemies kneel. Until love entered their lives. They were kings, but these women? They were the queens who could bring them to their knees. Between love and revenge, power and passion, devotion and destruction-who will surrender first? A tale of love, destiny, and the fall of mighty kings... in Sajdaa.

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?