A forced royal marriage| 19 year old bride of Jodhpur A mature guy king --- - He's cold, royal, and gentleman. -She's kind, rebellious, and secretly possessive. ~She was once the unwanted queen. Now she's the one who owns the king.

"Do you know, Guruma told me how much she likes me being there." Thirteen year old Meenakshi spoke about her new life. "She is absolutely right. Having you around is like having our blessings around." Chitrama said, as she slowly massaged her bruised arms. "Who would not like you?" She asked, her question rhetorical. "My parents." Meenakshi whispered, making Chitrama look at her. She smiled softly at her, as she saw the little girl becoming a woman. "Does you feet not hurt you?" She asked diverting her attention. They were bruised from walking on the rocks and climbing trees. "No ma. I am used to the pain." Meenakshi said, making Chitrama's heart weep. "One day, you shall be cherished dear, so much that all this pain will be worth it." She said, caressing her soles, before she bandaged them. "I don't have any such expectations ma. And I don't wish to." She said, before she walked to the bathing area.

Sixth doomed consort? No-she leashed the crown prince instead. Psychologist Li Hana transmigrates into the body of Qi Yuwen, sixth bride to Crown Prince Wei Chenli. A man of haunting beauty whose previous wives all met tragic ends. Hana sees him not as a husband, but as her newest test subject, a toy, her most high maintenance patient, poking at every crack in his carefully constructed mask. What she doesn't expect? The predator doesn't like being caged-and now he's obsessed with the woman who dares leash him.

To survive, the peerless beauty Li Hua hid her face beneath mud and ash, fleeing the capital and the cruel Supreme Commander who broke her trust. She sought a quiet life in a remote coastal town, but instead, she ran straight into the arms of the empire's terrifying former God of War, Huo Ting. Fierce, towering, and completely devoted, Huo Ting doesn't just offer her a safe haven-he offers her the family she always dreamed of, alongside his clever adopted son, A-Ming. When her powerful ex-fiancé finally tracks her down to beg for forgiveness, Li Hua must make a choice: let the ghosts of her past drag her back into the dark, or step into the light with her ultimate protector.

Join our protagonist as she becomes the most vital part of dharmstapna. Will she side with Kauravas or Pandavas? Will she help Pandavas unite with their eldest? Will she help in the unification of radha-krishna? Will she fall in love and with whom? Is she really daughter of shiv-parvati? Watch our protagonist break all barriers and help her little brother🥺. Read to find out !!

"Marry me," Shaurya Singh Shekhawat muttered with pure hatred in his eyes, holding her arms in his vile grip. "You hate me," Akansha Dixit said, fear and determination in her eyes. "I do, and retribution is my right," Shaurya said. "And I have the right to a chance to justify myself," she said, her voice breaking under the increasing hatred in his tone toward her. "Like hell, I will. You destroyed my sister and now it's your turn to get ruined," he spat. "You will marry me, or see your family die," he said. "I will," she said, losing the battle. "One last thing, Mr. Shekhawat, the day you will know the truth, the truth will kill you," she said. He just scoffed, walking away, leaving her shattered while also making her stronger. If he thought he could make her weak using her family, then he was in for a big surprise, thought Akansha with sheer determination. ************ 5 Years Later ************ "One chance is all I ask, Akansha," Shaurya begged, sitting on his knees, ignoring the fact that he was a Chief Minister, the most powerful man of the state. "You are 5 years too late, CM sir," Akansha said with a cold face before walking away. "You are right... My rue is killing me every second," he whispered to himself. Shaurya Singh Shekhawat, a man everyone in the state admired, people's favorite leader, a very well-educated Chief Minister, and the youngest person to take office in the country. Successful-that's what everyone thought of him, but only he knew how much of a failure he was as a husband. Akansha Dixit, an aspiring student pursuing her Ph.D. in child psychology. She fell in love very easily, but only when she realized his reality did she understand how much of a mess she was already in. Amid selfish families, dirty politics, several misunderstandings, betrayals, and power-hungry wolves, will the innocent love survive, or will it succumb?

Some stories are written in books. Some are written in destiny. And some... are written in blood, pride, and love. RIWAYAT OF VERSHA is a tale of tradition, power, passion, and two worlds colliding. 👑 Maharana Veervadana Singh Rajput (28) - A fearless Rajput ruler, master of archery and devoted to his horses, living by pride, discipline, and centuries-old riwayat. 🌸 Isha Verma (24) - A talented modern fashion designer who loves cooking, singing, and dancing, suddenly thrust into a royal world far from her own. A sudden twist of fate. A blinding flash. And Isha opens her eyes not in her world - but in his. A royal palace. Heavy jewels. Whispering maids. Ancient rules. And a pair of intense eyes watching her like she is both a mystery... and a threat. Two souls from different centuries. One bound by tradition. One born to break it. He is fire wrapped in royal pride. She is a storm disguised as grace. When her modern heart collides with his ancient riwayat, will love bloom in forbidden soil... or will history repeat itself in tragedy?

Alternative : When I picked up Nam-Joo, my Husband was born, 남주를 주웠더니 남편이 생겨버렸다 Author(s) : 초암 Her family used all their money for her extravagance and luxuries and brought a crisis of bankruptcy. While trying to figure out how to pay off their debts, she found a leaflet from the duke looking for a lost child. The reward is so much money that you can play and eat even after you pay off your debts! Following the memories of reading this book, right away, Lizelle picked up the boy who was caught in a tr*sh in a poor village. She took the lost Lapel and went to the duke. "This is the child the Duke is looking for." Duke Chester said, looking at me with a doubtful glance. "I need confirmation, so you should stay with my child in this house for the time being." The strange cohabitation of the three people started like that. However, Lapel keeps thinking of me as a mother and won't her leave. "Let's get married." Lizelle was startled by the unexpected words. "Are you insane? Did you drink?" "1 year. If you perform a contract marriage for one year, I will pay you 10 times the amount of the rewards you were given." "Can I call you honey?" And the contract marriage and marital life began. But why are my eyes constantly changing? Why do you keep coming every night! IMPORANT MESSAGE!! THIS IS JUST FOR OFFLINE READING PURPOSES ONLY!!

She had only wanted to have a working marriage and a happy family. Despite that, her husband leaves her for another woman after the loss of their unborn child, and just as she starts to pick herself up, she dies in a car crash. But this isn't the end of her story. Her spirit is picked up by her brother, a beginner god who needs help raising the hero of his fledgling world. Thinking he is offering her an opportunity to be a mother, she readily agrees, and he sends her down to his world with the gift of healing and a semi-ageless body to aid her on her quest. She quickly finds her little boy and is overjoyed to have someone to baby at last. But this hero doesn't want her as his mother. He wants her as something else. DISCLAIMER!!! This is the first 77 chapters of a 241 chapter book! You can get it for cheapity cheap on Amazon (ebook and hardcopy) or pay by the chapter on other sites. It's called 'Google it.' I advise the Amazon route, because we poor folk need to stick together.

BOOK ONE: FEROCIOUS LOVE CHRONICLES A wedding meant for love... stolen by madness." _______________________________________ Him: "Who deserves punishment, biwi?" Her: (barely audible, heart pounding) "M-me..." Him: (tilting her chin up, voice dark and unwavering) "And where, biwi? On our bed... or in the ashes of the man who dared to crave what's mine?" Her: (whimpering, body trembling) "P-please..." Him: (low chuckle, deadly possessive) "No, biwi. Please what?" He leaned in, his breath a sinful caress against her trembling lips. "Please what, baby? Use your words." "Beg me to break you. Beg me to make you mine-completely-until even your soul moans my name." His grip tightened, his fingers tracing fire down her skin. "Say it-" Her: (shuddering, surrendering) "Yours..." His lips hovered, his voice a dark whisper, laced with devotion and madness. ________________________________________ "You are the prayer my soul has bled for through lifetimes." "The flame my darkness bows before." "The only truth my chaos kneels to." "And now, biwi, you are bound to me-not by fate, not by destiny-by me." This isn't just dominance. This is obsession, possession, destruction, and worship-wrapped in the most sinful kind of love. Get ready to step into a world where love turns lethal, obsession burns wild, and surrender is the only escape.