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.

"Y-your H-highness? I-i'm sorry b-but t-there m-must b-be a-a m-mistake..." A loud growl sounded through the whole ballroom causing me to start shaking and a whimper to escape my lips. This caused the King to stop growling. He pulled me to his chest and yelled out to the whole ballroom. "MINE!" Audrey is an Omega in the Rapid River Pack. Lucas is the Alpha King, Ruling over all and his own pack, The Moonlight Eclipse Pack. Audrey is beaten daily loosing all hope of every meeting her mate. Lucas just wants his mate but feels like she doesn't exist. What happens when the two meet at the Annual Lunar Eclipse Ball? Credits to @M_Rainberry for the amazingly wonderful cover!!!

She thought she was marrying the love of her life-until fate intervened. A forced marriage with a stranger turns her world upside down. What begins as resentment slowly unfolds into a love deeper than anything she's ever known. And he? A man who never believed in love, never wanted it-until he saw her. Something stirred in him, something unexplainable... like destiny had chosen this moment long before they met. She thought she was in love. He thought he was cursed. For first time she met the villian of her life. For the first time he found the goddess of his . She became his only wish. He became her only escape In a story of unexpected turns and hidden truths, two hearts collide to redefine what love truly means.

She was never loved. Not by the world. Not even by her own father the man who tried to sell her when she was only seven. Growing up unwanted, she stopped asking for fairy tales. She stopped believing in miracles. All she ever wanted was simple to be chosen. To be kept. To be loved just once in her life. So when marriage came, she thought maybe this was it. Maybe this was her escape from a childhood filled with betrayal. Maybe her husband would finally see her worth. But she didn't know the truth. The man she married wasn't looking for love. He was looking for revenge. Haunted by the death of his parents, he vowed to destroy the man responsible. And when fate placed the daughter of his enemy in his hands, he made a promise she would suffer for her father's sins. To her, he was hope. To him, she was punishment. In a marriage built on revenge and innocence, can love survive? Or will hatred burn everything before it even begins?

𝐇𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧🤍 𝑴𝒆𝒆𝒓 𝑨𝒛𝒍𝒂𝒏 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒉 was never the man who believed in love. Reserved, composed, and burdened by expectations, he agreed to marry 𝗔𝘀𝗸𝗮 𝗔𝗹𝗶 to fulfill a promise made - not out of choice, but respect. To him, marriage was an obligation... a bond wrapped in silence. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏 . 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍. 𝑨𝒛𝒌𝒂 𝑨𝒍𝒊 ,on the other hand, came into the marriage with quiet hope. She didn't expect grand gestures, just a corner in his world - a little space to exist, to breathe, to be seen. But Azlan's silence was louder than words, and his quiet care sharper than any workship. Until the small things began to change.🕊

"Mujhe marna manzoor hai, Ranvijay Thakur... par tumse shaadi kabhi nahi." - Vamika Chauhan, said in a cold yet trembling voice, her jaw clenched and eyes burning with restrained fury. "Poora UP band karwa do aaj raat 12 baje se pehle Vamika Chauhan ki doli uth kar rahegi." - Ranvijay Thakur, said in a dangerously calm tone, his gaze icy and fixed, fingers gripping the table as his authority crackled in the air. Ranvijay Thakur, 29 - Chief Minister of Uttar Pradesh & President of Thakur & Co. Cold, commanding and unreadable to the world - Protective, emotional and fiercely loyal only for his family. A man who rules by day... and controls the shadows by night. Vamika Chauhan, 24 - Criminal lawyer & owner of her law firm. Calm, sharp and bold - with rare blue eyes. Soft for her family, fearless in court, unbreakable in spirit. When law meets power... destiny stops asking permission.

♠Book one of 'Royal' series ♠ " He disliked her before he even knew her name. she hated him before she ever saw his face." Vedhira, the girl with a haunted past. Avyaan, the king with a ruthless soul. Tied by fate and torn by pride, they're forced into marriage neither wanted. But what happens when hate fades and desire burns through the cracks? secrets will surface. Hearts will bleed. And love....might just destroy them both.

"𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙮'𝙨 𝙙𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧. 𝙃𝙚 𝙨𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧." ************* Shivansh opened his mouth to reply, but before he could, Prisha closed the gap between them and pressed her lips against his. ************* It was sudden. Unpredictable. Her lips were soft but desperate-seeking safety, not just romance. His eyes widened, caught completely off guard. But he didn't stop her. Something in that moment held him frozen. He kissed her back, gently, letting her lead, letting her release all the pain she had buried. Her lips trembled, and slowly, tears began to roll down her cheeks. She broke the kiss and wrapped her arms tightly around him, sobbing softly against his chest. ************ Tropes/- Business man x hidden identity His enemy's daughter Touch her and die Touch him and you don't find your ash Devil x Roseheart She breaks x he heals Die for each other His vengeance her love Forced marriage Marriage at gun point Multi couples ************ Other couples/- Suhani Raichand x Rudransh khurana Vikrant Singhania x Vanshika ************ ➥UNLOVING ME

She was 18. He was 30..HE IS A KING Of marwar, Jodhpur. "I'm your wife, you can't ignore me rana sa!" "No, Kainaat... you're just a deal, a child." -"are u cheating on me?" She asked before breaking down. A forced royal marriage meant to end a long-standing rivalry between two powerful families. To him, she was a child bride - too young, too common, too unwanted. He gave her a palace, his last name... and nothing else. No love. No touch. No claim. --- - He's cold, royal, and ruthless. -She's kind, rebellious, and secretly possessive. ~She was once the unwanted queen. Now she's the one who owns the king.

I stood there, trembling slightly, my heart threatening to burst from my chest. The world around us seemed to blur, leaving only him - his presence, his warmth, the steady rhythm of his breathing. My voice came out barely a whisper, fragile, almost breaking under the weight of my longing. "Kya mein tumhare seene par sar rakh kar aakhri baar tumhari dhadkan sun sakti hu?" (Can I... can I rest my head on your chest and hear your heartbeat... one last time?) I asked, each word soaked in fear and desperation. I felt as if if I spoke any louder, the fragile moment would shatter into pieces. Mihir looked at me then. He didn't speak immediately. He just held my gaze, his eyes searching mine as if trying to memorize every fragment of me, every silent plea in my soul. And then, in that gentle, quiet tone that cut deeper than any scream, he said, "Tumne agar meri dhadkan aakhri baar sun li toh tumhari dhadkan humesha ke liye ruk jaayegi." (If you hear my heartbeat one last time... your heartbeat will stop forever). The words sank into me like ice, freezing everything inside me, yet setting my heart ablaze in a strange, unbearable ache. I felt a shiver run down my spine, but I couldn't pull away. Somehow, I wanted to feel him, wanted to feel the warmth of his chest beneath my head, even if it meant risking everything. ----------- What will happen if, with just one glance at someone, a person's life changes? How did that one look make that person fall to their knees in prostration? Will she be able to forget that single gaze that made her a prisoner forever? Was that meeting of eyes the will of the God, or just a lesson for her?