Aaratrika had been warned - never step inside the royal castle of Haydar. ○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○ He chuckled, a rich deep sound and continued ,"Were you expecting me to slip by the mere sight of your tears and fall to my knees right at your feet, Rani Sahiba?" I clicked my tongue fighting the urge to snap at him. Forcing a smile on my face, I said, "Did it work? Raja Sahab?" He leaned in, so close that I could feel his warm breath on my cheek and his smile in my bones, "More than it should have, Eranya" He gently brushed away a stubborn lock of hair from my face, tucking it behind my ear. His fingers lingered a little longer against my skin, sending a rush of blood to my cheeks. Our bodies were so close now, chest against chest, breaths mixing. Our gazes collided and I saw something shift in his eyes, darken. My heart started beating erratically. This felt right for all the wrong reasons. No. Yes. Finally. I instinctively clutched the hem of my choli tightly and closed my eyes, tilting my face and- His lips never touched mine. I blinked in confusion and watched as he stepped back, any traces of amusement completely wiped from his face within seconds. My blood ran cold. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰. But why was I still alive then?

Rabya was unwillingly tied up in a knot of marriage with the only son of a big Zamindar; Adhrit Singh Chauhan. She once had a happy life, trying to achieve her dreams in the metropolitan city by striving to become independent so that she can financially support her family. But then, her one mistake and she was forced to marry Adhrit who's a decade older than her and lives in that regressive part of a small town in Uttar Pradesh where girls are not even allowed to step out of their house. Will Adhrit ever be able to be loved by his wife? Or will she always remain his unwilling bride?

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

#Book-2 in Lost Royalty series ( CAN BE READ STANDALONE ) He is heartless, While she is a heart specialist He kills mercilessly, And she lives to save lives Both are accustomed to blood, but with different intentions: One to give back life, the other to snatch lives In the collision of their paths, will they find a way to reconcile their differences or remain irreconcilable opposites? What will happen when destiny plays its game, binding them in a knot of marriage of convenience, where both are forced to marry each other, just to fulfill a promise?

When Alaia married the billionaire, Agastya Singhania, she was okay to be stepped in a loveless marriage. She knew from the start that she'd always be the Unloved Bride but then what about the soft corner that she's going to develop for her husband? Will she ever be loved even if she loves him with all her heart? Will she ever be enough? How can she be okay with the fact that her husband is still in love with his girlfriend who's dead?