"From Childhood i have desired him, Admired him, I can go to any extent to get him" Yashna Rajvansh, A Women who is madly in love with her childhood crush and ready to do anything to get him. "I don't believe in love or marriage, I have only one goal" Abeer Singh Rathore, A man who is feared across the continent. Will Love find their way ?

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

Mihika Dhawan, will find her world changed completely when she is forcefully married to The Don. Arhaan Singh Ranawat, just at the age of 28 he is considered to be one of the richest men of the country. For the world he is a buissnessman but it is just a cover for his real identity. He is The Don. He rules the country indirectly by controlling both the ruling and opposition party. Everyone admires him but secretly wishes to never cross paths with him. What happens when Mihika is forced to marry the heartless Don? Mihika is trapped in a marriage now with the country's most feared man. Everyone thinks he will make her life hell but is that really what he will do? What if he falls for her?

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 💖

𝑳𝑬𝑮𝑨𝑪𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 : 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑻𝒘𝒐 1980s, set in a village. On what was supposed to be the happiest day of her life, Sanjana's dreams are shattered when her fiancé, Rishabh, flees, leaving her humiliated and broken. To protect her family's honor, a hasty marriage ties her to Rajveer-a man she barely knows except for the fact that he is her sister-in-law's brother. ✨TROPES✨ ╰┈➤ Bahut saare smuts. (18+, guys.) ╰┈➤ Arranged marriage/Replaced groom ╰┈➤ Opposites attract ╰┈➤ Fish-out-of-water ╰┈➤ Stoic Hero and Fiery Heroine ╰┈➤ Protectiveness ╰┈➤ Clash of lifestyles ╰┈➤ Redemption and Growth ╰┈➤ Playful Tension ╰┈➤ Mutual Respect

SHE HATED HIM ,HE HATED HER LOVE WAS SOMETHING WHICH WAS NOT THEY CUP OF TEA BUT GOD BEING A CRAZY ONE HICHED THEM TOGETHER LETS SEE WHAT HAPPENS SHRUTI:A PURE BEAUTY, VERY CRAZY HER LIFE WAS A BEST HAVING A LOVEABLE PARENTS ,CRAZY SISTER AND A BUNCH OF NAUGHTY FRIENDS SHE IS A HARD NUT TO CRACK SHE IS DOING HER MASTER DEGREE SHREYAS:A HANDSOME HULK, HE IS A POSSESSIVE, COLD ATTITUDED ,ARROGANT MAN HE HATES SHAREING HIS THINGS WITH OTHERS HE HAS A SECRET NO ONE KNOWS EXCEPT HIS BEST FRIEND. WILL THE HATE BETWEEN THEM CHANGE INTO LOVE ?? WILL THEY FIND LOVE !! WHAT IS THE SECRET?? NOT WASTING MUCH TIME LETS JUMP INTO THE STORY RANKED 1st :Tamil On 23rd February 2020 RANKED 7TH :COLLEGE ON 3RD MARCH 2020 RANKED 1RD :EARNING On 5TH MARCH 2020 RANKED 1RD ON :CHENNAI ON 5TH MARCH 2020 ⚠️ WARING:I DON'T OWN THE PICTURES or the Cover ,EVERYHING IS FROM GOOGLE AND INSTAGRAM ⚠️some romantic sceans may occur ?‍♀️

What happens when a girl set to marry an old man, but then story takes an unexpected turn! •Village Love Story •Age Gap •Possessive ML × Cute FL •Smut •Hot Steamy Romance •Forced Marriage •He fell first but she fell harder

𝐄𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭 𝐱 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐲 𝐊𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 While I was convinced that I owned this game, my wife stood by me in her 6 inch-high heels, screaming that she, too, owned it. A story in which the female lead is as lethal as the male lead. She used to have feelings for her older brother's best friend. She expresses her feelings to him, but he rejects her, calling her a kid. Five years later, she is no longer the 'kid' he rejected; instead, she is one of India's most powerful businesswoman. He is a filthy-rich heir, and she is a wealthy heiress. He believes that love does not exist, yet her love for him has become an obsession. Thus she can go to any length to win him. They sign a marriage contract not because he loves her, but because he wants to use her to secure power. Hence all the exuberant lives of the couples feign in front of the public could be contrary in actuality. ᴛᴏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴀɴᴛꜱ ɢᴇᴛ ᴡɪʟᴅʟʏ ꜰᴜᴄᴋᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ᴄʀᴜꜱʜ ᴡʜᴏ ɪꜱ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴇʟᴅᴇʀ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ'ꜱ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ.

The story is set in a time when there used to be kings and queens. In the kingdom of Shravangarh, a girl is married to her King, her bestfriend, the one who knows her by heart.The beginning of their relationship is the beginning of war. So is their marriage just a responsibility or something else? This is a story about a Queen who is obsessed with her husband and a King who crazy about his wife. ☆Warning :This story contains mature themes (like sex, blood, violence) so proceed with caution. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. Readers discretion is advised.

Vihaan's POV The more you run from me, the worse I'll. become for you, jaan. Anayra's POV I'll run away from you, no matter what. happens next. ~ DESCRIPTION ~ "Please... let me go," she cried, her voice trembling as she struggled in his grip. Her small hands pushed against his chest, but his hold only tightened. Vihaan stood there, expressionless-his face a mask of cold dominance. "Never," he said, his voice low and final. Without another word, he dragged her closer to the sacred fire burning before the idols of Radha and Krishna. The flames flickered, casting shadows that danced over their faces. As he began taking the vows, his hand locked around hers, her tears streaming down like shattered pearls. She kept wiggling, crying, begging-but his resolve never wavered. When the final vow was taken, she looked at him through blurred eyes, hatred lacing her trembling voice. "I hate you," she whispered, before her body gave in and she collapsed-unconscious in his arms. For a long moment, Vihaan just stared at her pale face, a dark calm settling over his features. Then, with a faint, twisted smile, he murmured, "And I'm obsessed with you." He carried her out, placing her gently on his lap as he sat inside the car. His fingers brushed against her tear-stained cheek, his voice dropping to a possessive whisper. "You're mine... only mine." No one could have imagined that one day, she would be bound to someone like this-forcefully, fatefully, irrevocably.