~Book 1 of Moon Historicals(Destiny Series) "If I can make you blush like that then surely I am shameless" said the man who saved me from being burned alive and married me. Abhyudit known as the ruthless monster had his eyes on the naive girl, his white rose who was unaware of his actions. Chandrali's fiancee is killed and she is humiliated but the monster, her saviour comes to her aid. But is this all the way it seems or does the monster had other motives? Will the rose be withered or will it bloom? Is this marriage a deception or is it a fairytale? Find out in the story. This story contains mature content and mature themes. Please be mindful before reading. The story does not have any resemblance to the real world in terms of names, people and places. Tropes King x common girl Dominant x submissive Destiny Ruthless male lead Naive female lead

In the resplendent kingdom of Devapadh, Princess Madhulikha's beauty and grace are celebrated throughout the land. During a festive visit, Sultan Zafir Al'Khayr of the empire of Sultanate of Qamara is captivated by her mesmerizing dance. Her every movement ignites a burning desire within him, and he becomes obsessed with the idea of making her his own. Using his formidable power and the grandeur of his realm, Sultan Zafir's will stop at nothing to claim the princess who has enchanted him so completely. As he uses his influence to ensnare her, Princess Madhulikha must navigate the treacherous waters of her new reality, where love and power intertwine in dangerous ways. Caught between the Sultan's relentless pursuit and her own fierce independence, Madhulikha faces a perilous choice: surrender to the Sultan's will or defy him at the risk of her kingdom's safety. *The Sultan's Obsession* is a tale of passion, power, and the struggle for autonomy against overwhelming odds. Will Madhulikha find a way to preserve her freedom, or will Sultan Zafir's obsession bring her world crashing down?

In the heart of British-ruled India, where the monsoon winds carried whispers of rebellion and the air was thick with the mingled scent of jasmine and gunpowder, a story was waiting to unfold-one that defied the rigid boundaries of empire, status, and destiny. Amid the cobbled streets and lush estates of jaipur, young Mira, barely eighteen, served as a housemaid in the grand home of Captain Edward Sinclair. Born into a family marked by hardship and resilience, mira carried the quiet strength of her ancestors in her dark eyes and moved with a grace that belied the harshness of her life. To the British officers and their families, she was invisible-just another native servant, a silent witness to the grandeur and the brutality of colonial rule. But to Edward Sinclair, an enigmatic and conflicted officer haunted by his own transgressions, she was an unexpected mirror to his conscience and a source of uncharted emotions. Bound by duty but restless in spirit, Edward bore the weight of secrets that had turned him into a pariah among his own kind, and it was in Anjali's presence that the sharp edges of his guilt began to blur. Their worlds were as different as the scorching sun and the cool, hidden streams of the Indian forest, yet fate conspired to weave them together. In the simmering tensions of an India yearning for freedom, their connection would challenge not just the chains of colonial power but the very notions of love, loyalty, and betrayal. This is a tale of forbidden passions and unspoken truths, where loyalty is tested, and hearts become captives of an era that sought to suppress them. As the empire's shadows lengthen and choices become as perilous as they are inevitable, Mira and Edward must decide if their bond will survive the fires of division-or be consumed by them.

The world around them was built on power, and power demanded sacrifice. Feroza Begum would never allow her prized possession to escape. The British elite would never allow their Viceroy to be tainted by an Indian courtesan. Their love was a spark in a house of gunpowder. And someone was waiting to strike a match. As passion turned to war and whispers turned to chains, there was only one question left. Would love set Inayat free? Or would it become another cage? Shabistan: A Caged Nightingale's Song A story of power, passion, and betrayal, set against the backdrop of British India's decadence and cruelty. It is the tale of a woman born into captivity and a man who thought himself above desire-both caught in a world where love is a weakness, and freedom comes at a deadly cost. The walls of Shabistan Mahal have seen many lovers. They have heard the whispered promises of men who swore they would return.

While researching colonization, Ira is pulled through time into 1770 Bengal-ravaged by famine and ruled by empire. There, she clashes with a powerful British officer... and falls into a forbidden love that could destroy them both.

1857 - The year the soil of India turned red, not just with blood... but betrayal. Meera Thakur is the daughter of a freedom fighter. Bold, furious, and loyal to her land. Captain Aaric Grayson is a British officer - ruthless, powerful, and disturbingly obsessed. When power collides with rebellion, and obsession meets resistance - a war begins that neither the country nor their hearts are ready for. ✦ Forbidden romance ✦ Enemies-to-lovers ✦ Obsession vs loyalty ✦ This is not just a love story. This is a war between pride, power, and passion. ⚠️ Historical Fiction | Dark Themes | Wattpad Original 🔥 Updates every week 💌 Drop your thoughts in comments

12th Century. A Ruthless King. A Rebel from the Future. Maharaja Veerendra Singh knows only war and power. Diya Gupta knows only justice and freedom. When fate tosses Diya into the world of Vijaygarh, she doesn't just survive-she revolts.

1st book of Cursed series in continuation of Shivanya series "You should stop staring at me like I'm some monster," Dhruv said coldly. Taara replied looking into his eyes "Then stop behaving like one, Rawal sa (prince) " For the first time in years... he laughed. But Dhruv didn't fall for her because she was soft. He fell because she walked straight into his darkness without trembling. "I ruin everything I touch," he warned her while caressing her cheeks Taara looked him straight in the eyes. "Then maybe I was born to survive ruin. " What Taara didn't know was - Dhruv had already decided something terrifying. He believed she was the only one who could break his curse. And he was willing to destroy the entire kingdom to keep her beside him. They called him the shadow of the kingdom. A person who doesn't have any identity of his own. Who lives under shadow of someone else. Prince Dhruv - the second prince of mahawargarh. A widower. Most intelligent and interested only in politics . A feared warrior. And the father of a five-year-old daughter who barely smiled anymore. People whispered that something inside him had died the night his wife did. But no one knew his real secret. No one knew the prince locked himself behind closed doors every night, drowning in dangerous addictions to silence the demons in his head. No one knew his hands trembled from withdrawal before battles. No one knew he believed he was cursed. And then came Taara. A maid who was too fearless for her own good. Too confident to lower her eyes. Too brave to fear a broken prince. She was just a maid working in his kingdom not aware of the fact...that she is going to be the curse breaker for him. " I am not innocent at all my little moon " he replied while moving towards her with slow steps " I am cursed " he smirked. Highy mature content

Gargee, is a very intelligent, beautiful and a sassy attitude type of girl. She has a weird kind of love for ancient weapons especially Bow and arrow( Dhanush ban). She has great love for music, art and dance . In simple words she is an allrounder. She is in love with Mahabharat epic. She is currently 25 years old and an entrepreneur and CEO of DIVINE company.Her company is successful and they make different kind of electronic gadgets. Due to her love for Mahabharat , she decides to make time machine with her highly skilled bunch of employees . She believes that if she succesfully made time machine , she can travel back in time to watch mahabharat actually happening. Their company made a time machine but they were unsure whether it will work , but no one was ready to sacrifice themselves for testing it. So atlast Gargee sacrificed herself but something went wrong in time machine and she fell onto the ground in completely different world. But little did she know that she will be a major part in the future of this world because it the era of mahabharat. Though she loved mahabharat but when she fell in different era, her memory about knowing mahabharat was magically lost and she became totally unfamilier to the place. This is my first story. There can be some grammatical or spelling errors. So please forgive me for that. DISCLAIMER -This story is completely imaginary. It is not meant to hurt anyone's feelings or respect for religion. But if it's hurting you in any way then you can leave reading it immediately. The story of the mahabharat will be bit different but I will try to align it with actual story as much as possible. Ranks: #1 in Mahabharat on 23/3/23 #3 in Mythological on 19/3/23

What if a woman of the 21st century, with dreams as vast as the sky, is swept back 900 years into the heart of the 12th century? Stranded by forces beyond her control, she finds herself in a world of knights and kingdoms, where destiny binds her to a prince-a man as cold as winter's frost, ruthless as the sharpest blade, and untouched by human emotions. Will destiny weave their souls together, drawing love from the depths of his frozen heart? Or will her yearning for home compel her to defy time itself and carve a way back to her world? In the clash of two worlds and two fates, will love triumph, or will time reclaim its own? Let's see how, against the backdrop of time's relentless march, their paths intersect and entwine, defying the odds and weaving a narrative of fate that spans centuries. Through the ebb and flow of history, let's witness how their lives intersect, each meeting a testament to the inexorable pull drawing them closer together. Warning ⚠️ : this contains mature scene (18 plus) and distributing scenes So read at your own risk