All rights reserved In the year 2025, young historian Vedika has dedicated her life to uncovering the lost stories of ancient India. Her latest expedition leads her deep into the Western Ghats, where legends whisper of a once-mighty empire- Mahishmati, now buried beneath time and silence. When Vedika and her team uncover the long-lost palace ruins, she feels drawn to one sealed chamber, untouched for centuries. Inside, she finds something.. A fragment of a broken mirror. The artifact calls to her in a way she cannot explain. Ignoring protocol, Vedika takes the mirror home. At first, it's just a piece of history to study. But soon, strange things begin to happen. The mirror hums faintly in her presence. Its surface seems to ripple like water. Then one night, as moonlight spills across her desk, she sees a reflection that is not her own. A pair of dark, watchful eyes stare back at her through the fractured glass. He speaks a language long dead, yet she understands every word. He calls her Devi. He tells her of a kingdom, of battles, of betrayal. Coming from a lonely home, Vedika begins to live for these midnight conversations. The voice in the mirror becomes her secret, her solace. The man within it feels impossibly real- commanding yet vulnerable, a ruler burdened by destiny. His name is Bhalladeva, Crown Prince of Mahishmati. The same Bhalladeva whom history remembers as a tyrant. As their connection deepens, Vedika sees the man behind the legend, the son striving for his father's pride. The prince overshadowed by his brother, the heart hidden beneath layers of ambition. She begins to wonder if history got him wrong. She faces a question that could change history: can love transform a man destined to be a villain, or is fate stronger than even the heart? A Rift in time for Bhalladeva is a sweeping tale of love, destiny, and redemption. A story where the past and future collide, and one woman's courage might rewrite the fate of an empire.

BOOK TWO OF DARK SERIES "Jo karta hun puri shiddat se karta hun, abb chahe woh nafrat hi sahi. Aur uss nafrat ki hadd junoon mein badal gayi. Tumhe paane ka junoon". ~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~•° Reyansh Rai Singhania, 28 years old, a billionaire and King of his own business Empire. Cunning, notorious and loves to play dirty games to trap his prey. But behind the facade of cruel bastard resides a broken man who was despised by his own family, who left him at his worst, he is all alone in need of a companion. Aastha Rajput, 26 years old, a doctor thriving to reach heights of success. She's kind to those who deserves and has potential to show right place to the jerks. Her 'go and fuck off' attitude indeed keeps them far away from her. She's getting engaged to her old school crush unaware of the upcoming storm. When fate plays, it plays hard, it will throw you in the games that were never meant to be yours. "You let him touch you, my minx, do you know what I do to them who touch my property? His words were dangerously calm, an invitation of death. "He's my fiance, for god's sake, he has all rights over me w----- "Never.ever.repeat.that. or I might fvck you right in front of him, and no one can stop me". He uttered grinding his teeth. It's true though, he is capable of crossing all boundaries, what he said is probably easiest for him. "I'm not your property". I spat back, knowing very well, it ignited his rage. "Ohh really, my minx . He stepped forward, his eyes darker than earlier. "keep that in mind, you're mine to ruin, mine to claim and mine to break". I don't want to accept but that's true, the leash of my life is in his hands.... It's him and me, end of the story, even if he's the villain. "Just like I save people, I can kill too. Get lost before I rip your limbs out". Plagiarism is highly prohibited 🚫

Under heavy editing (This is the most cringe-ish sh!t my 17 year old self wrote. This books requires a lot of editing so I am issuing a warning here. Read it at your own risk before you d!e of cringe.) ............................ Back in the 15th century when the times were tough and the kings were ruthless blossomed a beautiful love story. Baadshah Ashar and Rajkumari Meera. Two completey different people for two completely different cultures. Coming form different backgrounds have their own complications, but Ashar did not care about it. When he saw the Indian princess for the first time he knew that he would marry her. But it's not as easy as it sounds. Being rejected by the princess's father for the third time was not something the young King could accept. So now with no option left he decided to take it the matter in his own hands. Attacking her empire was the easiest option he could come up with after being rejected and insulted by the old king. But when the king invites him on a feast with his army he expects him to leave without any bloodshed but the young king comes back to kabul with the most prized possession of the Suryavanshi empire. Meera. But what about the princess. Being married to an unknown person and leaving her home going away to a place miles away. Will it be easy for her to survive? ...........................

Ashlesha, I promise you. You will fall for me one day! This story is fiction based, there are no such characters and incidents. language- Hinglish

RYAN SHAH is a 28 year old hot fierce politician , belongs to a royal family. he is egoistic , dominating , rude , cold person with major anger issues. " You are soo naked in my head right now " ****** VARYA KASHYAP is a 21 year old beautiful medico. Being a middle child she never got the love of her parents but she never let this thing come in the way of her life. " Should I call you daddy then " * Tropes * Hindu × muslim Forced marriage Enemies to lovers Family feud Age gap

❀° ┄──────╮ 𝒟𝑒𝒹𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃: 𝘛𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘺. ╰──────┄ °❀ Ibrahim Alaamah who is a pure Muslim guy. A man of his words, well mannered, a bit short tempered, serious who also has a hobby of collecting luxury cars. A workoholic person who always keeps himself away from relationship stuffs. ❝ 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. ❞ ~ ᴵᴮᴿᴬᴴᴵᴹ ᴬᴸᴬᴬᴹᴬᴴ Amaya Verma who is a pure Hindu girl. A girl who loves fashion, chubby, lively,a bit badtameez but soft hearted. A girl who never compromises with her things and choices in her life. ❝ 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. ❞ ~ ᴬᴹᴬʸᴬ ⱽᴱᴿᴹᴬ 𝘕𝘖𝘞 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘘𝘜𝘌𝘚𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕 𝘈𝘙𝘐𝘚𝘌𝘚- 「 ✦ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ɪꜰ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴘᴏʟᴀʀꜱ ꜰᴀʟʟꜱ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ? ᴡɪʟʟ ꜱᴏᴄɪᴇᴛʏ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ? ᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏɴ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇ ʙᴏᴜɴᴅᴀʀɪᴇꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟɪꜰᴇ? ✦ 」 ➽───────────────❥ ☾₊‧⁺ ┄──────╮ 𝑀𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝐻𝓊𝓂𝓃𝒶𝓋𝒶 ╰──────┄ ⁺‧₊☽ ~𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐, 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪 𝘫𝘢

❝ 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆 ❞ Series of different stories which are filled with care, tears, emotions, regret but at last ends with a lot of love. Collection of desi romantic short stories from my wild imagination which will lead your imagination wild. Come and join the journey of infinite love with little spicy romance here. (Not edited.!! Have a lot of grammatical and spelling mistakes) ●This book will contain mature content. ●This book will have Hindu/ Muslim short stories. Started on:- 26/02/2022. Roy♡

the cold ceo mafia king who become selfless after meeting her

Alam e Muhabbat - عالم محبت ✹ 𝗡ineteen-year-old Anabiya Khan is a lovely definition of purity. Sheltered all her life, she is hesitant to step out of her shell and has yet to unravel her limitations. However, despite her seemingly sealed fate, destiny maneuvers her controlled life to accidentally collide with the most brutal embodient of raw masculinity, completely changing her life as she knows it. For the 𝘁hirty-one-year-old Punjabi feudal lord Sardar Jalal Alam Shah, his pleasurably hedonistic life is destined to be upended by the flames of an intense newfound love. Yet, unbeknownst to Anabiya, he's willing to risk it all. Set in the rural areas of PAKISTAN, Ishq Zaat unfolds a social romantic tale of two strayed souls observing a divergent elemental life indulged in desperation, grief, and separation-but, above all, by the selflessness of their ISHQ! * * * The story عِشق ذات mentions materials such as profanities, obscene language, graphic violence, and other mature themes. FEUDAL ROMANCE POWERPLAYS | #1 Copyright ©2025 by Husna

"Woh muskurahat bhool hi nahi paata main,woh chehra mere samne se hat ta hi nahi..." "Mohabbat ho gai he usse?" "Nahi. lekin agar phir woh muskurahat mere samne ayi to lagta he ke ho jae gi...." __________ "Itni jaldi haar gai usse?" "Usse nahi hari....Khud se haar gai hun" __________