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!

This is a 5 shots which is a love story of 2 Hindu brothers falling for 2 Muslim sisters

"Come back to me, light up my dreams again, I can't live without you, Zara." Veer is saying to the Moon. "Come to me, Veer, don't abandon me when I need you the most. Take me away with you." Zara says to the Moonlight. It's a modern retelling of the epic love story of Veer-Zara. Zara is a 21 year old girl with the dream of traveling alone throughout India. She left her home without telling anyone and arrived in the mountains. On her first day of trekking at a snow-filled mountain peak, she slipped and could have died but a stranger saved her. Veer (28) saved her and took her home to take care of her injury. They spent time together and enjoyed the best time of their lives. Veer helped her to accomplish her mission of travelling every place in her bucket list but the day he had to leave her, he confessed his love to her. And he gets to know she is already engaged.... On her marriage day, she realises she loves him too. But now the world is against them. Will their love win? Theme - Romance, Muslim girl x Hindu guy, Age gap, Family Drama, Erotic

In the March of 1940, when Muslim League of India declares to demand a separate state for Muslims living in India. Mehar Bano, eldest daughter of a Muslim League supporter in Kanpur, finds herself in catastrophic circumstances when a Hindu boy sends a marriage proposal for her. Her journey starts from 1940 to 1947, suffering everything that cut India into half, somehow managing to collect moments of love, compassion, and enlightening hope.

There are people whom we decide to abandon for the sake of society. And we tag them as 'Past' Meet Ruhanna. She is a single mother. Amazingly smart, sizzling and intelligent. She is no longer the girl talking for hours on any topic. Over the years, life changed her drastically. Meet Siddhant, an honest IPS officer. Handsome, powerful and sincere. He is the man any women in this world would pray for. From criminal cases to press conferences, he carries his charm everywhere. And like in every story, there should be a wicked villain. As tables get turned and life takes crazy jumps, you can decide who is the villain. A Hindu Muslim love story where love is simply a war. So are they still meant for each other? Or has their love been forgotten? An India based story. Highest ranking : #35 General Fiction as on 18/6/2016

Meet ASAD...... Mr. Asad Ahmed malik,26 muslim guy. strikingly Handsome and brilliant. He over took his father's business at the age of 23. He worked hard all these years, Now he is the richest man of the country, but known as very rude, Heartless, arrogant, and cold man. He never say "please" and "sorry" to anyone in his life. Women threw herself to him but he never give damn to them. He takes whatever he wants, by hook or by crook. What will he do when he fall in love with 22years old hindu girl Kavya, who loves dancing. Meet KAVYA.. Kavya thapar. A cute, sweet and beautiful middle class girl, but rebellious at the same time, who knows how to spoke for own self, own rights. She love dancing. she express her every emotions in dancing. Her life changes upside down when Asad forced her to marry him. What will she do?? Will she ever forgive Asad and accept him? Will she ever love Asad?? How will she fall for him?? To know read the story..."ASYA- LOVE IS THE ONLY RELIGION".

"What did you say to Papa yesterday?" Adhvita stood in front of him, eyes blazing with pain and fury. Her tears were ready to fall, but her pride held them back - for now. Ibrahim's heart sank. He had never imagined that the girl he once called his faith would look at him like he was a stranger. He tried to hold her hand. She pushed him away and shouted, "MAINE POOCHA AAPNE KYA KAHA THA KAL PAPA SE?" He couldn't speak. As if something was choking his throat. Red eyes. Silent tears. Fear. Not of being wrong - but of losing her. "...Divorce." The word barely escaped his lips. A loud slap followed. Her world shattered. "So you're leaving me?" she whispered, broken. He closed his eyes, nodded slowly. She trembled. Held his hands. Kissed them. "Just once... say it's a lie, Jaana..." Her tears fell on his hands like drops of pain. "I'll die without you." Her voice cracked, her soul screamed. She fell to his feet. Begging. Crying. Shaking. "Please don't leave me, Jaana... please... take me with you..." No one stopped him. No one held her. He bent down, kissed her forehead. "I love you." Vo jaa rha tha, Woh jaane ke liye hi to aaya tha. ★ Start ~ 14 April 2024 End~

"You forced me into this. You only want me for your pleasure. Come take it all from me. Rob me of the last thing you can take from me because after this, there will be nothing more that you can steal from me" Rukhsat said with fire burning in her piercing anguished eyes. "I have something more that I want to steal from you first. I want to own your soul and heart, your body comes after it" Arjun said with determination. ••○○•• This is Rukhsat's story. I hope to write in a way that it can be read as a stand alone but i would recommend for you to read 'The Game of Destiny' alongside, to make things easier.

Hey all!! This is all about a cute story of a Hindu girl and muslim boy. It's based on a true story... Hope you enjoy it.

*** "Stop trying to run away", Idris says as he holds Devaki by her shoulders. She glares up at him. "Never. I'll never stop. You'll have to kill me if you want to stop me", she tells him as she tries to struggle out of his arms. "Sorry, I'm not particularly fond of the idea of killing my wife", Idris says lightly as he brings his mouth closer. "Why? Why can't you let me go?", Devaki asks shaking her head. "Ask me anything. Anything else. I'll give it to you", he says desperately as he curves his palm around the side of her neck. "Let me go", she says. "I can't do that", he says bringing their bodies closer, ignoring the hitch in her breath when their bodies rub against each other. "I hate you", she whispers as her gaze flicks between his eyes and his lips that are closing in. "I know", he whispers as he tilts her head to the side before capturing her lips in a fierce kiss that had her relaxing against his body. * * * ~Devaki~ The partition of India and Pakistan wreaked havoc in the lives of people on both sides of the border. Devaki's case was not much different. Her life changed in a fortnight. Abducted and forced to marry into a Muslim family, she holds on to hope and willpower to find a chance to escape. But never did she expect her cold and indifferent husband to steal her heart. ~Idris~ Idris has his own reasons to obey his father and marry an Indian Hindu woman. His plan was simple. Get what he wants from his father and let the woman go. But what he didn't expect was the headstrong woman to barge her way into his heart and leave his plans to dust . ***** Join the journey of Devaki and Idris as they weave through life. What happens when their plans fail and they have to choose between what they want the most and their love for each other? Will they get what they want? Or will they choose each other? (Disclaimer: The dates, events and names of places in the story may not be accurate. The facts and events are bent to fit the story better.)