BOOK 1 HISTORY REPEATS ITSELF.......FIRST AS TRAGEDY, SECOND AS FARCE I ran as fast as I can towards my husband's chamber. I thought he left- ' RUKIYE RAJA JI! HUM BHI AAPKE SAATH CHAL RAHE HAI.' I woke you with a jolt, gasping and shivering. This not the first time that I've had this dream it has been years and with time these are getting more recurrent. The curiosity to see his face and to know him more is growing inside each passing day. I don't know anything about him....but I know that he is MINE ___________________________________________ Dr. Aarna being the youngest of her family has always been pampered, her wished were like a command to her dadu sa, baba sa and specially her Bhai sa. Everything seems perfect in her life- born with goddess like looks, dream career, luxury. What will happen when the life partner that she has been waiting for is actually the one who is sharing the same fate and DREAMS as she does. Amogh is the epitome of what you call a husband material. Built like a warrior, 6'4 with Greek God like looks with jet black long locks , respect his family and protecting them is his life. He is anything but rude and arrogant. A devotee of lord Vishnu. But what will happen that his wait for his Rani sa will come to an end in a very unexpected way. He still remember her from his dream, the dreams he is having for a decade. ___________________________________________ a single look was all it took for them to fell in love and start their journey but little did they know that someone is waiting for them to grow deeper in love so that later they can turn their lives into nothing but hell, someone who is waiting to burn them to ashes. Will they be able to know the mystery about their dream and change their fate from repeating the history? Is there something far more then just dreams they are looking at for all these years? RANKING #3 dispute - 02/06/24 #3 hukum - 14/06/24 #1 ranasa - 18/06/24 #2 agegape - 04/07/24

"𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕨𝕟𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 , 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖" ----------------------------------------------------------------- "Neither she loves you nor she belongs to you" her ex fiancee shouted in anger. He stood up from his king-like chair and walked towards him in a casual demeanor...."But she moans my name pretty loudly at night!" He hissed near his ear in a devilish smirk!!!! "Why are you doing this Kabir...you are playing with her , you don't , in fact you can't love anyone" he said being heartbroken by his previous statement. Tck...tck ...tck....he laughed like a devil and said..." You are right I don't love her in fact I don't love anyone...but that has nothing to do with me having her in my bed , under me ,at my mercy and you know the best part , you my dear baby brother can't do anything about it!!! Follow this journey of madness and possessiveness !!!! Highest rank🥇 #1 in Wattpad #1 in maturethemes

#BOOK 2 OF HER LOVE SERIES.... Can be read as a standalone.... # THERE ARE TWO PROLOGUES FOR THE STORY; THE OTHER ONE YOU CAN READ IN THE CHAPTER. "Apko humse kya chahiye?" she asked as she found herself cornered and pinned against the fridge in the kitchen. "HOW DARE YOU LET THAT BASTARD LOOK AT YOU WITH THOSE EYES!" he groaned, pressing his face into the nook of her neck, calming himself with deep breaths of her scent. "Veer, he just smiled-" she stammered, anxious from his anger, but he placed his finger on her lips, lightly rubbing it to savor the touch. "NO ONE IN THIS WORLD IS ALLOWED TO SMILE OR EVEN LOOK AT YOU LIKE THAT WITH THOSE EYES, AS IF THEY CAN HAVE YOU FOR THEMSELVES. BECAUSE I FREAKING OWN YOU." He declared, sliding his hands under her saree and cupping her. She simply nodded at his boundless possessiveness. Seeing her timid demeanor, he leaned down to whisper in her ear, "HE DARED TO LOOK AT YOU FOR 10 SECONDS. I DIDN'T EVEN ALLOW FUCKING MYSELF FOR MORE THAN 5 SECONDS SO THAT I DON'T LOSE MY CONTROL." Her breath hitched at his words; she realized he was right, and now that man was definitely going to pay for it. His hands stopped on the hem of her blouse, making her eyes wide. (❁'◡'❁)(❁'◡'❁)(❁'◡'❁)(❁'◡'❁) TROPES ✨ ~Obsessed FML X INFINITELY Obsessed ML ~SHE FELL FIRST IN LOVE X HE JUMPED HARDER IN IT ~ HACKER X CEO ~ OFFICE ROMANCE ~AGE GAP ~ BEST FRIENDS BROTHER ROMANCE (❁'◡'❁)(❁'◡'❁)(❁'◡'❁)(❁'◡'❁) "Hatred was easier than admitting she still remembered his touch." ~ Arushi "He thought leaving her would save her; instead, it destroyed them both." ~ Rajveer (❁'◡'❁)(❁'◡'❁)(❁'◡'❁)(❁'◡'❁) What will happen when she loves him with all her heart, only for him to shatter her completely? What if she asks him to leave her forever, but destiny brings him back into her life? What will he do when he discovers that she

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!

"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex. He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed. I nodded a little locking eyes with him fearfully. I witnessed a glimmer in his eyes and he removed his palm from my mouth slowly. I mustered up a little strength and asked nervously. "Kon hai aap aur yahan kya kar rhe hain," His eyes softened, looking deep into my eyes as if he could see through them as if he owned them. A strong wind surfaced, pulling away the fabric and revealing his face. It was him. My heartbeats raced wildly. He flickered his gaze to my lips for a few seconds, licked his lower lip a little with an unreadable emotion and peered back deeply into my eyes, delving into my soul. He replied in the raw, masculine and resonating voice I had heard months before. "Daksh naam hai hamara. Vivaah karne aaye hai aapse," *** I could not believe my eyes that he was standing right in front of me. The day I walked away from him, with a swarm of butterflies in the depths of my guts and belly, I never considered the possibility of crossing our paths again. I never thought we would get another chance in this life. Was it a wise decision of me to run away back then like that? The moments we shared back then flashed back into my memory. I started wondering if this was a coincidence or if he purposely located me. *** This is the love story of Daksh Pratap Rathore and Radhika Maan Singh. Storyline occurs in early years of 21st century(2001). A love saga bridging the gap between a city-born man and a village-raised girl. They are soulmates longing for love and solace from each other in different parameters. Let us dive into their journey of togetherness, and internal conflicts and see if and how they find solace with each other. First 2 chapters can be descriptive but I'm sure you'll like the story further.

Sylvia was forced to marry someone she didn't want. She thought she'd forever hate him. Only if she knew.

Reyansh singh rajput ~ Aradhya sharma Two different souls One yearning for love since childhood- one who only knows how to love selflessly. When a cold man meets a confident and bold women cause of a the business alliance the sparks begin. DIVE IN THE STORY TO KNOW MORE ABOUT THEM.

✿✿｡･:*:･ﾟ✿･:*:･ﾟ✿✿✿✿｡･:*:･ﾟ✿･:*:･ﾟ✿✿ To the women who were told to be silent, and chose to speak through their strength instead. To the men hardened by life, but brave enough to let love soften them. And to every soul caught between tradition and dreams- may you find the courage to live both. 💫 The Zamindar's Bride - Blurb She dreamed of white coats and stethoscopes. He ruled fields and farms with silence and steel. Varnika Kashyap, a bright 20-year-old aspiring doctor, had her whole life planned - until the sudden death of her parents shattered everything. Orphaned and vulnerable, she's coerced by her controlling aunt into a marriage she never wanted. Her groom? Vardhan Singh Rana - a 30-year-old village zamindar, feared by many, respected by all. Vardhan is everything Varnika is not - uneducated yet worldly, stoic yet intense, powerful yet rooted in tradition. He never asked for a bride, but his father's condition for inheritance forces him into the shackles of matrimony. Thrown together by circumstances neither of them chose, Varnika and Vardhan are strangers bound by a sacred vow. She is too naive for his world; he is too hardened for hers. And yet, amid the dusty courtyards, whispered secrets, and stifling expectations, a delicate tension brews. Will she find herself caged or cherished? Will he lose himself in love or keep building walls? A tale of forced beginnings, emotional awakening, and a love that neither of them saw coming.

𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 × 𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐲𝐚 34 × 22 She sit in horror,eyes flicking between his face and the weapon in his hand, then to her weeping family.Time seemed to stop. The priest.The guests.The walls.They all vanished.There was only Vikram and the cage he'd made for her. "You see, jaan "he murmured darkly"fate has brought us together And now,we are going to seal it..with marriage." Aradhya shook her head, voice shaking. "Please, sir..don't do this.I don't want to marry you.I'll never love you.Just leave me.." He smiled,that cold, monstrous smile."You don't have a choice.You bumped into me during the mehndi.And tradition demands we marry." "That's not a real tradition,"she whispered through her tears."You're just using it to control me." "perhaps "Vikram replied smoothly his voices calm but his his eyes flashing anger.."But it doesn't matter. You'll marry me.And that's final." The mangalsutra was next.Its gold chain and shiny diamond rested against her neck like a shackle.Her breath hitched.And then,the final blow vermilion.He smeared it across her hairline,sealing her fate with him in most brutal way ever. Vikram's eyes gleamed with victorious fire as he leaned close,his fingers tightening on her waist. "Now , you are mine.."he whispered "And no one can take you away from me." Aradhya's eyes flared."You'll regret this," she hissed."I won't be your prisoner forever." Vikram only chuckled. "I'm counting on it " he whispered "You'll learn to love me Aradhya one way or another.This is our destiny." "𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭.𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞..𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬."

#3 Top 10 in India on (30/5/26) #4 Top 10 in India on (01/6/26) The year is 1980. Sudha Gupta - a simple village girl with hundreds of dreams in her eyes - imagines a future full of hope, freedom, and happiness. But destiny had already written something very different for her. She is married to Dhruv Pratap Singh, a man she barely knows. An arranged marriage that suddenly changes the course of her life forever. Two strangers. Two different worlds. Bound together by tradition. Their journey is a rollercoaster of emotions - fear, silence, understanding, trust, and maybe love? Will they learn to accept each other? Will Sudha find the life she dreams of? Or will fate test them in ways they never expected? ✨ Let's step into their world and witness the beginning of Sudha and Dhruv's unforgettable journey. ✨