They were never meant to be part of each other's lives... yet fate kept pulling them into the same story again and again. What begins as coincidence slowly turns into emotional chaos when past connections, unspoken feelings, and unexpected choices collide in ways no one is prepared for.

Aarav Singh Rathore was born into power. The youngest Chief Minister in the country. The face of discipline. The pride of a political dynasty that never bowed. He has a legacy to protect. A surname that weighs heavier than love. And a future already decided for him. Vihaan Mahesh Sharma was born into music. A classical vocalist who believes in raagas more than reputations. A man who refuses to bend his truth for society. Soft-spoken, stubborn, and dangerously honest. Their worlds were never meant to collide. But one night. One choice. One promise whispered before God. They become husbands. In secret. No media. No family. No witnesses. Only sacred fire. Now Aarav is being forced into a political marriage with a woman chosen by his party. And Vihaan? He is the secret that could destroy everything. Power demands sacrifice. But what if the sacrifice is the only person who feels like home? Belonging To The Throne is a story of forbidden love, secret marriage, political drama, possessiveness, jealousy, longing, and two men trying to choose each other in a country that may never choose them back.

Vikram, a 36 year old police officer known for his sharp mind and unshakable discipline, has spent years living alone, buried in duty and danger. His life is predictable-early mornings, long shifts, crime scenes, and a silent home waiting at the end of the day. Everything changes when his sister requests a favour that he cannot refuse. Her daughter, Kalyani Raj, a 21-year-old graduate searching for opportunities in the city, must stay with him for a few months. What begins as a temporary stay soon becomes a journey of two lives intertwining-unexpectedly, intensely, and permanently. Whether their bond turns into love or remains an emotional connection...

Meenakshi strings flowers, yes, that's all she is, a flower girl. She is just a pair of hands in a palace that has never once looked down to see whose hands make the beauty it wears so carelessly. She has watched the one everyone fears in the whole Mahishmati, Bhallaladeva, the Yuvaraj, from behind a pillar for years. She has counted his heartbeats from across a court hall, and she has chosen night-blooming jasmine for his wedding garland because it blooms only in the dark, and she has never met anything lonelier. All she was supposed to do was hand the garland to the priest and disappear. Yes, that's all, but instead the crowd pushed the one wearing simple cotton clothes holding the garland as life, along with the priest who was blind and the stars which would not wait. And now she is locked in a ceremonial chamber until sunrise with a man the entire kingdom calls a monster, bound by sacred thread and the most beautiful garland she has ever made, the one she made for him, the one she poured her heart into without ever admitting why. Now he is furious, and she is terrified, and the night is long, very long. And somewhere between the silence and the wine and the jasmine blooming deeper in the dark, the monster starts to crack. Mature | Short Story | Valentine's Special

This story is set in late 1980s- early 1990s in rural area. The marriage is formed due to unseen circumstances when the bride's groom didn't arrive and for justice, a man was commanded to marry her. The woman has heard the truth of other marriages but still dreams of a good husband and the man is calm person who is obedient son but nothing really mattered to him. How will their marriage go? This is a prequel to Mera Rangsaaz (Veer's story) and can be read as standalone. ☆Warning :This story contains mature themes. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. I do not promote anything written inside it, it's just for the sake of entertainment. Readers discretion is advised.

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The heart is a complicated thing, it's supposed to keep you alive. Situated in the left side of your chest, pumping blood through your body to keep you going. Then, Nandini wonders, how can it betray her like this. It's supposed to beat for Nandini, with the sole purpose of keeping her alive, so how can it start beating for someone else? 18+

What if Devasena had a hidden twin? What if the baby who never cried was seen as a bad omen? A sign of destruction in the future? What if that baby was left alone on the forest floor, meant to be devoured by wild animals? But fate had other plans. The mountain people, who never left their land, happened to cross that path at the right time. They found the infant and took her into their arms and into their hearts. She was raised as the daughter of the mountain tribe's leader in a world far from the kingdoms of men. They named her Valli, after their goddess who married the god of war, Murugan. Blessed with a brilliant mind, she was taken under the wing of Rishi Vamadevananda. He taught her archery, swordplay, poetry, and the sacred texts. Though she never liked to fight, she learned to protect herself. Her true passion was poetry. Her people were known for their fine and rare silks. Though they never mingled with the outside world, their silks travelled across kingdoms. Valli, the lover of art, helped craft the finest fabrics and added her own touch: a secret verse embroidered on each piece. One of her silks, stitched with her soul, found its way to a palace. And it touched the heart of a man the world feared. Bhalladeva, Prince of Mahismati, who craved only power, was drawn to her words. For the first time, his heart listened. And the man the world feared began to smile, just for her. In front of her, nothing else mattered. The heart wants what it wants. What happens when the hidden twin steps into the light? When a forbidden romance is caught in the fire? Can the villain protect his love? His muse, his soul, his desire-his everything? The Villain's Muse

The story is set in ummm.. Wait, this time it's the modern world. A normal girl forced to marry a mafia man with dark past. Very basic, right? Just one detail. The girl is an avid dark romance reader and calls him Sunshine from their first meeting i.e. their wedding day. Oh! And the man? He is the usual grumpy cold blooded male lead who likes his guns, sunglasses and cigarettes but he loves his new addiction more. So let the tale begin.. ☆Warning :This story is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. It contains mature themes (like sex, blood, violence etc). I do not promote anything, it's all fictitious and just for the sake of entertainment. Readers discretion is advised.