He was my love, but I was just his path towards the crown which he never owned. When my parents warned me he was a terrorist, I laughed. I didn't believe them. Not until he robbed his own love and left her to die in tiny deaths, moment by moment. We weren't just a few years apart in age, but miles apart in our thoughts as well. Our origins were different, our upbringings were different, we lived in different directions of the world, and yet I never let any of these cause a crack between us, until he decided to build one. REVENGE. His revenge. I was born with the title of Princess, and he was forced to become a knight. He was ready to destroy both of us in the flames of his revenge, lapping around our relationship's newly dug grave. And yet, I stood there firm, unshakable, unbreakable, indestructible, ready to see what his extent was. Because no matter what, at the edge where he ends... I begin. Our marriage didn't only gave a new direction to our relation, but it also sparked an unspoken hunger in him. I don't know why I was getting punished for something I never did. Not only did I betray the promise to my parents, but I also betrayed my every boundary for him. My love for him turned to my dedication when he gave me the only reason to hate him. He put his blade on the neck of the only one I loved the most. So, I put my blade on him, slicing off all the threads of our never budding relationship. He wanted to win it all for the Crown. So, I destroyed it all for the Blood. It was the battle of Blood vs Crown. And the winner was yet to be announced.

Ira Ranawat lived a quiet, secluded life in London. She did bartending at night, was a librarian in the day. It didn't pay her bills, but money wasn't what she worked for. For her, life had always been bound to the four walls of her room. Being born in an influential family as a bastard child doesn't allow you much freedom. So, when she was set free, she took the chance and never looked back. The only rule she had to follow? Never step back in India. Easy, right? It was. Until one fine evening, at the stroke of midnight, the sturdy door of the club opened, revealing the most gorgeous man she had ever seen. Ira made a mistake. She fell for the man she was never destined to meet, let alone find a happy ending with. And lo and behold, loving someone, as always, only took from her. Leaving her abandoned, again. Tragic, isn't it? Well, that's how all epic love stories end.

COMPLETED ON SCROLLSTACK In the wake of her return to her home country, Sara Rajawat wanted only two things: to help her brother achieve his revenge, and get started on her own. In the span of twenty years, she had very meticulously planned out the five cold blooded murders of the five monsters who had stolen the light of the day from her sister's eyes. It's time, for once, she sleeps peacefully now. But then enters Yuvraaj Singh Chauhan, her ex husband, with a set of his own questions, still wearing their wedding ring. In the six months they were married, he had never glanced at her, let alone speak to her. Except for when they fought, with weightless things and hateful words hurled at each other so loud even the palace walls had shuddered. Their marriage was a disaster, and the only sane decision was to walk out of it. So what makes him think she owes him any explanation? But if she knows one thing about her ex-husband apart from being an uptight and the most unempathetic person to ever walk on the face of the earth, then that he's stubbornly in hate with her. She knows nothing about where his hatred stems from, neither does she care. She never did. He is an insignificant fragment of her past, and she wants him to stay as such. But maybe that's exactly what's keeping him hooked to her. Because Yuvraaj Singh Chauhan, for anyone, is unforgettable.

Rudra Rana Singh Rawal was abandoned at the age of two. Stolen name. Stolen identity. Stolen crown. He has lived the life of a thief despite being a Prince. There's only one thing he is surviving for: Revenge. And there's only one person he's living for: His Esther. Who's more important? The reason that's keeping him alive, or the reason he hasn't given up for? He's afraid he'll have to steal one to win another. But revenge is a war. It cannot be stolen. It should be won. And this time, he's determined to rise as a winner. *Content and Trigger warning: This book contains past references to abuse, child molestation, and suicide

Taranya Singh Chauhan stands between two truths. Both wearing a mask. Which one will she believe? The one wearing the night, or the one doused in light? Will she make a right choice? Or will she make a choice at all? *Content and Trigger warning: This book contains past references to abuse, child molestation, and suicide. Cover Image SRC: Pinterest Cover Image Credit: © Mike Heath

Secret: The most fatal weapon of the mankind. But careful, for it depends on whether you're capable of wielding it. Taranya Chauhan never was. She wasn't ready for the world awaiting her, neither for the secrets it held. But when she was shoved headfirst in it, she knew she had to swim up to not drown. Now it's a matter of time before she finds out who's pulling her underwater and who's helping her on the surface. *Content and Trigger warning: This book contains past references to abuse and child molestation.

COMPLETED ON SCROLLSTACK Sara Rajawat has walked half her journey for vengeance alone. Things are getting tougher. More dangerous. More brutal. She might not be prepared to control the tsunami of consequences threatening to engulf her. So he steps in. With a wedding ring in his hand. Her ex-husband, the King of Jaigarh, a man feared by all, defied by none. And offers her his power, his throne, his sword, wanting nothing in return. Or so she is made to believe. Because once the Queen obliterates all the pieces on the board, the King is taking her for himself. *Content and Trigger warning: gore language, violence, graphic description of sex, mentions of suicide, past trauma.

What are the odds of a love happening between a man with failed parents and a woman who is a failed parent? In a normal setting, none. However, there's was no normal setting. When the second-in-line Prince of Jaigarh starts receiving death threats from a patient's husband he recently operated on, the royal palace goes into chaos. He's immediately appointed a bodyguard, who much to his chagrin, happens to be his brother's closest loyal. They don't see eye to eye. And they cannot stand each other. But bound to his brother's words, he accepts the woman, on a condition that she stays at least five feet behind him. And it was supposed to stay that way. Before he comes face to face with someone from the past, someone who had told him he'd die single. As they say, desperate times call for desperate measures. Which is how he ends up introducing his bodyguard as his new girlfriend who he's so besotted by. In a nutshell, it's a set-up. So what could go wrong? Turns out, when feelings get involved, everything. cover credit: @mystwhizzpuzz on IG

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After a fierce battle, he claimed my kingdom-and my fate. I am bound by duty to my people, but it is a duty that demands the greatest sacrifice. To save my kingdom, I must marry the man who conquered it. One bound by the crown, the other by my heart. When the king of Suryagarh attacked our kingdom, he did not just conquer our lands-he shattered countless lives. Thousands of widows, children left without fathers, and girls who were only beginning to understand the world. The loss was beyond words. And yet, to save them, I had no choice but to throw myself into the flames of my own sacrifice. I sent the king a marriage proposal through my father. My father was always against it and he must have hidden the truth about me from him. I don't know what he said, but I couldn't back down. I couldn't let my people suffer more. They needed me. Sitting before the holy fire, ready to take vows with my husband, not as a wife but as a mistress, I was shedding silent tears beneath my veil-not because of the sacrifice but because of the price I will pay for it. It all began with his words: "I always loved you. It was always you, never someone else." But the reality was different: "So you were always a manwhore?" "Yes, and you are my whore." And it ends with: "You promised to stay with me during this time. I am still waiting for you. Please... do not let me down." This is a story of a time when women were nothing but objects to be used and discarded, tied down to the bed by the chains of society and sweet taste. But the queen made sure none of them were deprived of their rights. Her legacy was one of hope, as she become the first queen to free courtesans from the shackles of slavery, granting them the freedom they deserve. She married the powerful king of Hind to save her kingdom, but in doing so, she never expected he would become the very reason to turn her life upside down. Mature content included!