𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟕 × 𝟐𝟖 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: # 𝟐 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 Four years. Ask Zahir Pratap Ravalyan how many days, how many minutes, how many seconds those years hold. Ask me why, despite having everything -power, name, and the throne -I was never content. I was born to rule. Trained to conquer. Disciplined to reign. But now, all I want is to tear away the veil hiding the stranger who wears my wife's face. Because she looks like her. She breathes like her. Yet she is not my wife. Then tell me- Who is she?

𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟏 × 𝟐3 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: #𝟏 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 She saw him more than once. And every time, her heart betrayed her; racing, stumbling, fluttering like a caged butterfly chasing a memory. Her breath shortened, her chest tightened, and still, she said nothing. Because it wasn't her place. Because she was never meant to be seen. Until she was. Until the day she stood before him, not as a stranger in the crowd, but as his bride. The wrong bride. He had seen her before. Once in passing, her eyes barely a flicker in his peripheral vision, dismissed for a prettier pair. The second time, he saw her through a vow sealed in blood and duty. And rage erupted. Exacting. Demanding. She wasn't supposed to wear that dress. She wasn't supposed to carry his name. But now that she does... There's no turning back.

Like the collision of two stars, they crashed into each other, unexpectedly and unforgivingly. Avni perceives him as an intrusive man. Despite the irresistible and suave charms, she is determined to avoid him. Except for Viransh, she is a risk and a mystery that he vows to unravel and uncover the shattered woman hidden beneath the facade of an impudent heiress. Amidst the chaos, they draw closer to each other, sailing toward the shore of love. But shadows of their past loom like giant waves, threatening to turn over their fragile ship. So does the billowing black smoke of secrets inscribed in Avni's diary. Will they let the tempest of their pasts consume them? Or will they build an anchor of strength to weather the storm together?

My Husband, My Monster. Mistakes? I've done enough in my life. But the biggest mistake was to fall for The Monster. Jaiveer Singh Rathore. I thought it to be the beautiful mistake, not realizing it would turn out to be ugly. I've sacrificed everything, destroyed my own self just to stay close to him. I tried to find a peace in him, not knowing I will be the one to left torn and hollow from inside. Jaiveer Singh Rathore is my custom-made hell and as much I want to get away from him, I found myself taking a solace in him. I've tried to stop myself, to stop the toxicity in me, but I can't. What happens when two toxic beings collide? They sucked the life out of each other until there is nothing inside. I am self-destructive when I chosed Jaiveer Singh Rathore for myself. Did enough destruction to get him all for myself. My Veer. My Monster. But is it enough? Will I ever be enough for him? ________________ I am ruined. Destroyed in such a way that there is nothing left to be fixed. But I don't pity myself. I've made myself what I am. Because I am self-destructive and so as Shravani Datta. She knew and still chose to chose me. A Marriage Pact. And her hopeful eyes that she will change me for good, not knowing she is stepping into a hell, and she will get as destroyed as me. She is unaware that my darkness will overpower her light. Shravani Datta is my custom-made heaven, the only human who have seen the real me. And I hate her for it. I hate her for understanding me and my tendencies. She shouldn't have chose me, she shouldn't have put herself in this situation, but she did. And now there is no looking back. She is stuck now. My Ravenous heart can't wait to ravished her.

My Husband, My Devil. "GET RID OF IT" She thought she heard something wrong, Not reacting she just stared at his face no emotion, nothing, just his flawless emotionless face. "Huh?" "I know you are pregnant and I want you to get rid off it, Sayantika" and that's when she thought he couldn't be any more heartless, he chosed to shock her all over again. "This is my baby and I don't want to" She moved back nodding her head in no. "You want me to give this relationship a chance right?" Saying he stepped closer, his calloused hand cupping her tears strained cheeks. "Just abort this, I promise to be with you" the softness in his left bitterness in hers. "I wanted, I wanted to stay with you to give this relationship a chance but not anymore" Completing her speech, She jerked his hand back, angering him to such extent, that all he wanted that moment was to hurt her. "Wait wait wait, does it mean it was you who spiked my drink and forced me to consummate with you, damnnn I never thought you will stoop this low for money and luxury ; a certified gold-digger indeed" like everytime he chosed to abuse her verbally, but this time his words didn't hurt her this time, She was used to his taunts now. From being the good and loyal companion to the good Obedient wife, She did everything for him and in return He hurted her again and again, by his words by his actions. "Just to let you know that if you are planning to public our marriage and to tell everyone that we are married and now you are carrying my child then I promise to destroy you and your family and I won't back off" He threatened. "You still have a chance, I will change myself the way you want, either this baby or me" the change of his words , the bipolaritic tone and everything about of him so complex. 'How did she fell for this man?' She thought and then chuckled internally. "I am choosing this baby over you , PREPARE THE DIVORCE PAPERS I SHALL SEE YOU IN THE COURT"

The world had always envied the family of Rajvansh yet had fallen on their knees for them. They have been powerful yet a family of criminals. And in the family was stuck Vedika Rajvansh- The wife of the eldest son. There was nothing Vedika could do to change the conservative mind of the Rajvansh family and neither she could do anything to change the coldness of her husband towards her. She gave him everything, her soul, her virginity, her heart, yet that heart shattered when she found herself holding the divorce papers in her hand. It only took few seconds to take her everything by her heartless husband. Abhimanyu Rajvansh is a cold-blooded criminal. The world saw him as one of the most eligible bachelors of India after his divorce, but no one knew the reason of it. He was a devil in disguise as the said and known for his heartless ways that he was and he proved this true by divorcing his wife, he left her bruised, broken and scattered. But what if he was not going to stop being heartless for now. Vedika thought she was away from his him, unknown to the fact that her heartless husband had returned to take something precious from her this time but was Vedika going to let him succeeded in his mission.

An Arranged Setup that Sparkled into a Love Story of Its Own. »»---♡---«« 'His nose is crooked!' 'I think he has some gray hair!' 'He looks too mature for his age!' 'Nah! He is seven years older than you!' 'One of his eyes seems smaller!' 'Don't you think he is smiling too much in this photo?' 'God! I wonder how, even after looking at hundreds of biodatas every day, none could catch my parents' attention. With every biodata they see, they manage to point out some flaw or another.' »»---♡---«« An Indian Arranged Marriage Story. Modern-day marriages are no cakewalk, and arranged marriages are certainly not. Set against an Indian backdrop, "Love Unrushed!" explores not only the complexities of an arranged marriage but also the pursuit of individual happiness within the confines of societal norms. If you are up for a simple and subtle blooming love story, ponder-worthy thoughts with social stigmas and taboos effortlessly slipped in here and there, and some real, relatable characters, then this story is definitely for you. You will find a part of Riya and Aditya hidden within you as they navigate their arranged marriage, unveiling the hidden layers of their personal and professional insecurities. There will be no unrealistic villains or overdramatic plots, but this story will undoubtedly highlight the true version of how marriages are arranged in India. Thus, this book tends toward a realistic portrayal with a touch of fiction. Please be kind. This book is under editing and the chapters with (•) are recently edited. Rest are in progress.

Book 1 of wounded series ☆---•°○°•---☆ They were tied together by a thread, we name as marriage but she wasn't ready. Aadhya Malhotra, Being betrayed by the love of her life on her wedding day, she had to marry him to save the reputation of their families and the one incident grew the thorns of insecurities around her heart. Aayansh Rajvanshi, who had everything one could ask for, a loving family, caring friends but that one person who he always craved for but hated at the same time. Growing up while fighting with his emotions and the only thing he could express himself was anger. How things will turn out when these two will try to cross each other's boundaries. Will they be able to heal each other or will things get more messed up when some incidents of their pasts will start effecting their present. To know, walk through their journey with your author ♡

❝Mummy, meri shaadi karvado.❞ Aditya Shrivastava had lived half of his life third-wheeling his friends and their partners. While they went on dates, he was debugging a hundred lines of code. While they got married, he was breaking sweat for an early promotion. Now they're all happy and settled, and he can't help but envy them. Getting a girl on his own was an impossible feat to achieve for Aditya. He couldn't even keep a stable eye contact with people of the opposite gender. Hence, he heavily relied on his mother to get him hitched. He was desperate for a life like his settled friends, unaware there's more to a relationship than book-y romance and cuddle nights. And when he crosses paths with Priya Mathur, the elder sister of the first potential bride he wishes to meet, his life goes spiralling in a whirlwind of sweet and sour love he hadn't expected himself to fall for. Cover credit: @ mystwhizzpuzz on IG

•UNDER EDITING• Abhimanyu Chowdhary-A mysterious 28 years old man. CEO of Chowdary group of companies. He has looks that every girl craves and go crazy. Rude, arrogant, cold-hearted man and a man of fewer words. He is broken right from his birth which made him like a king of darkness. Sitaara Dev Shetty- A 24 years old beauty with a brain. She has a beautiful smile that can make others feel serene just by looking at her smiling face. An epitome of beauty full of innocence and bubbliness. She has a past no one knew except her best friends and her brother. He is a miserable soul, She came as light into his dark world and became his reason to live. She is a shattered soul, He came into her life to mend her broken pieces. She became his drug for all his panic, anxiety and anger whilst he became her medicine to survive. They both came into each other's life's unexpectedly and everything turned into the best. They both became remedies to each other's pain. Without knowing to themselves they made a special place in each other's hearts. Their love for each other roared louder than their demons. They were a thunderstorm that brought sunshine into each other's lives. When you can't look on the bright side I will sit with you in dark and show you the brightest side - Sitaara And you are the moon, most beautiful in my darkness - Abhimanyu. So, guys let's peek into their story of mending each other's hearts, completing each other's happiness and becoming each other's home. It's a twisted story with betrayal, dark secrets, painful past. ****************************************** Zillions of grammatical mistakes, contain strong language and a few matured contents, read at your own risk!! Pictures used in the story are only for better imagination to make readers comfortable and are copied from Google or Pinterest.