"Yeh kahani hai uss rajkumaar ki jo kabhi takt tak pohoch na saka! Yeh kahani hai uss rajkumaari ki jo kabhi sukh pa na saki! Yeh kahani hai un dono rajgharano ki jo raaz chupaye huye hai zamane se! Yeh kahani hai uljhano mei bhi pyar ke jeet ki!" Two royals, an unexpected marriage! Will the pious bond of marriage survive? Will the souls that were troubled for long find their peace in each other? or will it end? Will the conspiracies succeed in destroying? Or From all this choas will arise an eternal bond? Drive in to know! Status📚:- Completed

"𝐝𝐢𝐥 𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐞 𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐡𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚 .. 𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐪𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐫 𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐚 .." A peace treaty that will change the fate of two kingdoms. But will it be for good or bad? A deception that will turn the life of a kind but alone soul's life upside down. She who just wanna live a happy life even if it's for one day. The one who had nothing to do with royalties. How will a treaty put her at stake? He is The youngest but most deadly ruler for his enemies. Maharaja Digvijay Pratap Singh , king of Vijayratha Empireof 17th century. The most unprejudiced ruler ever existed in 100 years of his empire. A man who is only 27 but his hold on whole northern parts of India is unshaken and is heading to south to conquer. A young 21 years old simple girl who's been living her life alone since the day she was born. Her life had been a uncanny puzzle for her. Not knowing whom she belongs to or who her mother is? A slave to a infuriating ill mannered princess who treats her like dust of her shoe. Reason? Even though they'd do that to all slaves but to her especially because princess feels being a slave and having nothing Yashika is a beautiful girl with her long dark Lucious hair, deep dark green eyes like forest, most curvy and attractive body a man could ever wish for and glossy skin in brown. Her eyes held mysterious magic of captivating that you couldn't resist and kindness that was as pure as lotus bloomed even in mud. WRITING UNDER WATTPAD CREATORS PROGRAM 📌

𓍯𓂃𓏧Book 1 of historical series..ᝰ.ᐟ ❥ 𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 ❥ "I am incomplete without you Just the way Stars are incomplete without the moon" ~Nayantara Rajput "And just like the moon, We must go Through phases of emptiness To feel full again." ~Anirudh Singh Rathore ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── The story revolves around Nayantara, the princess of Somgarh, and Anirudh, the prince of Rajgarh. They were childhood sweethearts who shared a deep affection for one another. Their parents arranged their betrothal during their early years, solidifying their bond. Both loved each other and were set to marry in a few months. But what happened that Somgarh and Rajgarh became enemy. and Anirudh denied to get married to Nayantara. ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── What will Nayantara do now? In fifteenth century no one wanted to marry a woman whose engagement was already broken.

BLURB My eyes went wide as I see my surrounding My head whips at my back Black marble eyes looking in mine I am sitting on his lap His hands on mine And And The man is the priest And we are in a temple " W...." My tongue still feels heavy because of the drug he gave me I shake my head Try to stand up his hold tightened around my waist No no I can not marry him I don't want to marry him He destroyed everything Me My love for him My...family Yes they are worried about me Suddenly I see the same man who is with him Standing beside the priest and playing with his sword I gulped What wrong I did that this happened with me " Stand up for the pheras " Priest said My heart hammering like it will spill out of my chest I start to shake No He place his hands behind my neck and other on my waist and stand up and took me up in bridal style I see on his face there is blood on his face his cloths My uncle's blood The person who loves me The person who is my family Why I trusted him Why I loved him Tear rolling down my face he sees in my direction I want him to see howuch I hate him How much I loate his He started to move I close my eyes To promise myself I will took revenge And destroy him like no one else I will destroy everything Even if it will cost me anything He completed the pheras " Put vermillion " The priest forward the red powder He make me stand with his one hand And took the powder in his hands And apply in my partition " I...Hhate..yo..." My voice breaking 🪷 Hello buttercups❤️😊 Here I welcome you all in my world full of emotions And loads of love❤️❤️❤️ This is my first book so ignore grammatical mistakes 😁 And do not forget to vote share and comment 😉 Bye buttercupps 💖

She stare at her new room, decorated with roses and candles. Oh yeah, my wedding night! She felt like her inner self mocking her and she walked toward the mirror. She stare blankly at her mangalsutra and sindoor. She was very excited for her new life. The groom with whom she was about marry- she liked him too. He was nice man and knew the gentle way to treat her. Unfortunately, someone had to ruin all her dreams in most worst way possible and tie her in a scared bond called marriage. ×-----×----×--- " I ain't any saint. They call me devil but darling, one thing I can assure you that nobody can love you like this devil do..." Probably, he uttered God's name after 20 years and that too as he saw her, his Aadhya who is unfortunately, standing like wall in front of his revenge. He might have thought thousand times before marrying her because she was nothing but his enemy's daughter but, Dev Agnivanshi also had to bow before love. ×----×----×----×--- The story of Aadhya and Dev is just different.

(Book #1 of Battle series) His eyes blazing with a rare fire. His grasp on her hand was tight enough to leave a bruise, his sword inches away from her neck. "Where are you trying to go, my love?" he whispered dangerously in her ears She gulped nervously for all she can see was the sword which could prick her skin any moment.She looked around to find out that she was surrounded, everything was broken and tarnished, the silk curtains were shredded into pieces, courtesy of his sword. Her silence angered him, his patience was on the edge. The presence of his own soldiers annoyed him, he wanted her cornered by him, he wanted her to fear him... only him. He pulled her with sudden force, she stumbled a bit but then it was his hold on her only which didn't let her fall. He dragged her to a room and threw her on the bed. Her eyes widened with fear, she tried moving to the far end of bed but failed miserably when he pulled her towards him by her wrist. "Who the hell gave you permission to go?" He screamed at her "Answer me!" he screamed again, the intensity of his gaze sent shivers down her spine "No one." She whispered "Then, why the hell did you try to run?" Even though she had answer, she couldn't speak. Gripping fear constricted her throat. She was trapped forever because deep down she knew there was no escape, no way out of here. The only way to survive was the battle but even that was hopeless. ☆☆✧☆☆✧ Lavanya Chatura, the beautiful princess of Chaturajy. A rebel to traditions and a fighter. But a single war changed her life into something, there's no escape from. Harshveer Daksesh, the cold hearted king of Daksesh. A brave, powerful and perfect king with no love, kindness and compassion. Some even believe that he's not human but a fire, fueled by anger. Will enemies turn into lovers? Is a string enough to keep 2 souls together? Will they win the battle where there's no hope of winning? To find out read Hopeless Battle

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? ...........................

Revenge and anger can drive a man to any extent. He either looses himself and drowns in the everlasting anguish or finds an unexplored path. Raja Rudransh Pratap Aditya of Jessore, Bengal, the mighty ruler known for his valour and his resistance against the Mughal Empire strives for a path of revenge from Kingdom of Harikela for the promise he made to his father on his death bead. A lie, a foe , a deceive and the ultimate betrayal. "Kidnap the Princess!" I growled at Anirban by minister. "But that's unethical Maharaj" he adjoined his hands, pleading me to not do this. "It was unethical for them to kill my father !" I screamed , the rage making me vibrate and the vision of my father's brutal death clouding my vision. I will kill them!! All of them!! Wage war against them even if I have to go through the unconventional way!! I will take away his daughter , Princess Sukanya and make her my mistress. ------------------------- 1 in #historicallove

He stood far, at the entrance door, eyes trying capturing her beauty as she moved her body, dancing gracefully in the presence of so many people. She was beautiful from every aspect, and the statement get more dangerous as he realize that she is very well aware of her effect at each person presenting in the hall. For a second, she glance at him before looking away arrogantly. He chuckled, knowing the reason behind her previous attitude. " Woman.....I don't like them, except my bhabhi-sa and sisters." Shivansh uttered, his words were opposite of his actual feeling. ~~~~~~~~~~ " Such an arrogant!" Satya could not stop herself from commenting as her 2 hours ago encounter with an unknown man is messing with her mind, not letting her do anything. She was just trying to help him, even though she dislike Men but he had to show his arrogance. Had it not been her mother, who has decided to keep him in their house for some days because of his injury, she would have snap at him. " I hate men..." She whined and sat on her bed angrily. ~~~~~~~~~~ A promise, a commitment, respect, payback were some reason which made Shivansh Agnivanshi to marry someone he did not like. " Oh fuck! she ran away!" Shiv exclaimed, happy that his wife of 1 hour ran away, leaving him. Satya, an epitome of grace. Shivansh Singh Agnivansh, a royal. Both met, united, then separated only to unite again. It is the saga of Shiv-Satya, An epitome of Grace and Royalty. ********** Start- 27/ Jan/2024 End- 18/ March/2024

Married in the mothers' wombs, this is a story of two individuals and how they overcome the many obstacles life throws at them in a traditional backward country. The next king and his first wife. This is unlike any other classic Indian romance I have ever been across. A lot of interesting things occur in the life of a modern prince and his simplistic wife. A radical prince who wants to break all the norms of society and a simple princess who just wants a normal palace life. Can they survive the world when evil is brewing right in their family? Many attempts to break those two apart by the very woman who got them together and his second marriage put their relationship to a damper but can they manage to stay together?