Volume llI of Historical series. There was a king, there was a queen, both separated. End of the story? Sacrifice in love, madness in love, overcoming every difficulty in love, but both of them gave a new definition of love. It was destined that they would meet but their love got burnt in the fire of hatred. Their own people planned their murder and end them mercilessly for power, throne and to satisfy their ego. What they thought was home turned out to be hell. They only had golden dreams but some cruel people crushed those dreams under their feet. What happened to these two lovers? Was this their entire journey? This body burns and turns into ashes but the soul never dies. They took birth again! And, This time, to hunt their enemies. Their love grew even more stronger. ....

Volume ll of Historical series. People believed, the Queen betrayed the king. They were infuriated, and wanted to punish her. Hence, she was given life imprisonment. Until, the king, everyone thought was died, came back and sat on his throne. Not everyone was happy by his presence. He got the hold of Pratapgarh, once again and decided to make his kingdom prosperous like before. King Abhiraj was well aware of the betrayal he faced by his most love woman. He ordered to bring her back in front of him. She deserved to be punished due to several allegations on her. He asked his subjects for a ten-day reprieve. He had many questions to ask from her, many truths to know. Was their love that weak? Did he not love her enough? Did he not deserve to be loved by anyone? This time, hatred was on its peak. Misunderstanding had taken root between the two of them. Who betrayed whom? Every question was waiting for an answer. Everyone was stunned when one by one the enemies removed their false masks. Conclusion was only destruction. Their love was unwritten, unknown and never-trusted by many. Embers of unwritten love. ..... Volume 2 royal series. Volume 1- Bride of crowned prince. This book is not standalone.

Volume I of historical series. BRIDE OF CROWNED PRINCE He was the crowned prince and she was his chosen bride. He was famous for being a heartless prince and she was the epitome of innocence. His aura was dark and powerful which kept people away from him. While, she had the power to pull anyone with her sweet speech, calm nature and love in the heart. He married her for just one purpose- Throne of Pratapgarh. Love was never certain in this relationship. But, when fate threw its dice, both of them made promises for many births. He was prince, Abhiraj and she was his bride, Sanskriti. Dark clouds surrounded their love. Lust, greed, enmity and hatred spread in the Royal family. 7 brothers fought for one throne and one wrong move, the king lost his queen. ....

He was the professor no one could ignore. She was the girl everyone overlooked. Professor Abhimanyu, 32, wasn't just another name on the faculty list...he was a presence. Known for his sharp mind, unmatched work ethic, and an aura of quiet authority, he taught Architectural Design like it was more than a subject... like it was a language of the soul. But he wasn't easy to keep. In just two years, he had already left two prestigious universities...never for better offers, but for something far more rare: his self-respect. He refused to compromise his dignity, no matter the cost. Then came Amrita. A final-year student. Always present, yet invisible. Always silent, yet full of unspoken thoughts. She wasn't the girl people noticed..she was the one they laughed at. The one who tried to fit in but somehow became the punchline instead. Shy. Introverted. "Boring," they called her. But they never really saw her. Because beneath that quiet exterior lived a mind that felt deeply, imagined endlessly, and observed everything. And yes... She had a crush on him. Just like many others. But unlike them, hers wasn't shallow admiration. It was something softer. Something deeper. She didn't just notice his looks, she noticed the way he spoke about design, the way he stood by his principles, the way he never pretended to be someone he wasn't. And maybe... he noticed something too. Not the loudest voice in class. Not the brightest attention-seeker. But the girl who stayed back, whose designs carried emotions no one else could draw, whose silence spoke louder than words. What happens when a man who values dignity above everything meets a girl who has never been valued at all? When admiration turns into understanding... When silence turns into connection... When two completely different worlds begin to align.. A story begins. Not loud. Not rushed. Not perfect. But real. Ranks - No.1 in Slowburn (24 feb 2025)

#1 in Armyman as on 29/04/2021 #1 in broken as on 21/12/2021 #21 in Chennai as on 29/04/2021 #1 in Chennai as on 20/5/21 #10 in Tamilnadu as on 29/04/2021 #2 in #tamilnadu as on 20/5/21 #1 in Tamil as on 20/5/21 #13 in India as on 20/5/21 #180 in romance as on 18/07/21 #1 in arranged marriage as on 19/08/2023 Fate rules everything in our life. We can't change anything at the earliest. Thats the thing that happened with Keerthana and Vikram. Keerthana is a carefree girl, who can't follow rules and regulations, even though her father is a strict army officer. She wants her man of dreams to be anything by profession, but except an army officer, for her dream is to lead a happy life along with him by her side. Vikram is a person who is too deep into army and he wants a homely, conservative and a disciplined wife, who obeys his orders. What happens when fate brings them together? How can they overcome the problems? Will they manage to mingle or again be a single? A story of love, hate, fight and pain...... Guys this is my first story in wattpad. I am a budding writer and do encourage me. Thank you for your support. PLAGIARISM IS CRIME. NO ONE CAN REPRODUCE ANY PART OF MY WORK. Started: 10/09/ 2020 Ended: 11/07/2021 Completed✔ My Beloved Officer © starlight_003 2020

Agni Dev is a dedicated cop were as, Adhira is a Doctor who is a social butterfly. When destiny brings them together their life changed....... OH...WAIT ✋ mmmhmmm...Nope definitely Not 👎 We'll go with simple words.... This is a psycho-killer story....I guess that will do🤭 ⚠️ Trigger warning ⚠️ BLOOD KILLING USAGE OF FOUL WORDS SLIGHT MATURE SCENES You can go ahead if you are comfortable with it. Warnings will be given prior. The story will be in TANGLISH... JUST GO WITH THE FLOW.....❤ 1 in #purple 💜

"Ahhh, leave me...I am sorry...please" A girl was begging and dragging by a very muscular man, was crying but the man was very deaf to hear her pleadings. He brought her to his room and threw her on the bed. He threw her ghungroo on the floor. "You want to dance, right? Then dance as much as you want but only in front of me, but next time you won't dance outside to this room, this is not your fucking brothel and you're just my prostitute so you are here only to entertain me." ************ "You wanted to become my wife, right? So, let's make you mine...." In a very dark room a girl was whimpering in a corner. She was too scared to look up but the man who was in front of her was not in the mood to show mercy on her. ************ "I can't marry you...and you can't force me to-" Before she could complete her sentence a very rough lips met to hers and shut her up. "You have to become my wife, Dhani! Because you caught my attention, beautiful" ************** The Sherawat brothers, the very powerful men in the business world and the black world. They belong to a very royal and famous family. This family has some strict rules which are followed by each and every family member. But are the new members able to follow their rules or not? 𝘿𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙧:- 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮.

Sometimes an unexpected turnings in life leads to biggest blessings! And that's how Vir Singhania & Madhvi Mehta's story begun. "Truth or Dare ??," Raghu asked me while patting my shoulders as I was in my deep thoughts. "Truth," I said not wanting to get trapped in their daring jobs. "Dude.. come on!! You are boring," they yelled and I shook my head in a no. "Okay.." they said and were murmuring something to themselves.. Ughh.. out of my reach so I could hear practically nothing than murmers. I sighed at these idiots. Suddenly Shyam pulled me by hand and I sighed again. "I said I'll go with 'truth' ," I said to him sternly. "Yup but we shall make this game even fun," he said with his signature smirk of spoiling my life. "No- ", before i could say that I'm leaving this game, I felt a sharp pain in my wrist straight on my nerves. It was an injection. Everyone were shocked. My friend, Raghu punched Shyam as he pulled the injection away. I was feeling dizzy. "Cool man Raghu!! It's just truth serum. Let's make it a bit more realistic. He will not lie at all and we shall get a lot of information," he said devilishly but i couldn't react at all. I saw a smirk on his face. "Are you sure it is a truth serum or what ? He's fainting.." my another friend Manan said tapping my cheeks. I'm feeling pain all over my body and I tried to tell this to my friends but they were busy splattering water on my face and they tapped my cheeks. "Lets take him to tent before teacher sees," Shyam's voice echoed in my ears as I felt I'm no more under my brain's control. They left me alone in the tent. The next morning to my horror, I found myself being a sinner and who had lost all of the innocence of my life as well as Hers. ⚠️Trigger warning: I'm not promoting sexual abuse/drugs/teen pregnancy. This is one pure fiction adapted to create awareness on social evils. Based on imagination. Thank you & Continue reading to know how the miseries and mysteries unfold.

𝕱𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖘𝖐𝖊𝖙; 𝕿𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖌𝖚𝖙-𝖗𝖚𝖘𝖍 𝖊𝖚𝖕𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖆 𝖊𝖝𝖈𝖑𝖚𝖘𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖊𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖋𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊. ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ 40 ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ, ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ, ᴠᴀꜱᴜɴᴅʜᴀʀᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴏꜱᴇᴘʜ ʀᴇᴜɴɪᴛᴇ. ʙᴏɴᴅᴇᴅ ʙʏ ꜱʜᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴄᴏɴᴄᴇʀɴꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ'ꜱ ꜰᴜᴛᴜʀᴇꜱ, ꜱɪᴅᴅʜᴀʀᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇʜᴀ, ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜʀᴜꜱᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀɴ " ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ" ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ᴏʀᴄʜᴇꜱᴛʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛꜱ. ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴜɴᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴜɴɪᴏɴ, ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅꜱ ᴄᴏʟʟɪᴅᴇ, ᴡᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ɴᴀʀʀᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴏʟᴅ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ɴᴇᴡ ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜꜱɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴅɪᴠᴇʀɢᴇɴᴛ ʟɪᴠᴇꜱ. ᴡɪʟʟ ꜱɪᴅᴅʜᴀʀᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇʜᴀ, ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ, ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴀ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴇxɪꜱᴛ, ᴏʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘᴀᴛʜꜱ ʀᴇᴍᴀɪɴ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ?