Samhita Maity, a historian, found excitement in discovering long-lost secrets of histories- a perfectionist in her work. However, there was one mysterious figure eluding her expertise-the exploration of the most celebrated king of ancient India, whose name resounded across the world. His unwritten and unfinished books ignited her curiosity, and day and night, her thoughts were consumed by him. Who was he beyond the exterior of a king? How did his empire attain such advanced and flourishing heights that even contemporary science couldn't reach? Why were only fragments written about him? Where did he vanish so suddenly? These questions lingered, morphing into an obsession. Driven by an insatiable desire to unravel his mystery, Samhita set on a daring journey through time, stepping into his kingdom. As the threads of time intertwined, Samhita became Rajadhiraj Vikramaditya's own obsession. She had entered the realm of an eagle, and now, there seemed to be no escape. Would she find her way back to her own time? Would he permit her departure or would she be held captive by the sparks of dominance and power that crackled between them? Could their individual dominances coexist, or would they crumble in the face of each other's compelling forces?

(Under slow updates) Running in the deep green jungles of an unknown forest , my feet were stained with blood and bruises I never wanted to marry him never in my life I was stuck stuck with a devil and I had to make a run for my life I kept looking back to make sure if no signs of Massacre and danger aka my new husband behind me only when I thought I was safe and done my eyes darted forward to a tree right infront of me I felt numb and drained of blood on what I witnessed legs right infront of my face while my lungs hitched and eyes went wide and heartbeat quickened to an unknowinglu terrifying beat moving a bit back what I noticed was the nightmare of my lifetime A JUNGLE FILLED WITH HANGING DEAD BODIES FROM TREES

𝙏𝙪𝙣𝙚 𝙠𝙮𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙖 , 𝙈𝙖𝙧 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙢𝙞𝙩 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙃𝙤 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞...... ♡ 𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙄 𝘿𝙀𝙀𝙒𝘼𝙉𝙄 ♡ Shashwat Rajvansh - An introvert, calm and ambitious guy studies in class 12th. For him "Rules are meant to be followed". He is a bookworm and topper of his class . He is prince charming of almost all girls of school but never give a glance to them . His dream is to join Indian army and for that he is studying very hard . He has no time for Love. Siya Malhotra - An exovert and chirpy girl studies in class 11th . She is always ready to break the rules and have zero interest in study . She has promised herself to not to fall in love but a sudden encounter with her senior "Shashwat Rajvansh" Changed her perspective about love when she slowly started falling for him who doesn't seem to be interested in her. The more she is getting to know him the more she is falling for him. ************************************************** "For me, Love is devotion." She said, her eyes were drawn to the resplendent Krishna idol. "Then I am devoted to you, Siya, the way you are devoted to your Krishna." He replied looking at her with an intensity akin to how a priest gazes at an idol. *************************************************** Jump inside the story to know more ❤️✨. ______________________________________________ There is no cheating, no toxicity and no love angle. It is just a simple school love story which includes Love, friendship and lots of fun that would probably take you back to your school days. ______________________________________________________

Book 1 in BURNING BETRAYALS (under polishing) What occurs when the four Rajvansh siblings are compelled by their father and stepmother to marry? With their own troubled pasts, will they be able to embrace their wives? How will they respond to the challenges that lie ahead? READ TO KNOW MORE

'𝙄𝙨𝙝𝙦 𝙟𝙪𝙣𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙟𝙖𝙗 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙚, 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙦 𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙚' After crossing the first phase of love, they now stand at the edge of a new journey-one that will test their hearts and devotion in ways they never imagined. "Like the moon awaits the sun after a long night, her heart held onto his light through every shadow and silence."

"A... Abhishek..." She gasp as his hand-cold and big-press against her bare stomach. "Say darling. I'm listening to your words. To only your words." He replies. His voice rough and husky. He pulls her back. His chest colliding with her back. Leaning towards her ears, his breath ghosting he says "Come on darling. We're officially husband and wife now. ." Her chest rise and fall, body arching towards him, giving him access of her sculptured neck. A sinster smirk crosses his face as he press his lips down her pulse point.

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐞. . . . . . . . . . . She was the storm- reckless mouth, broken dreams, and hope tattooed on her ribs like old poetry. The kind of girl who lied with a smile and fell in love like it was a battlefield. He was the stillness- a fighter by blood, a gentleman by choice, a heart sealed shut with ink and iron. The kind of man who didn't believe in chaos until she became his. A fake relationship forged in desperation. A deal with no rules-except don't fall. But hearts are traitors, and fate? A pyromaniac. But time was cruel. So were the truths they never said. But on foreign soil, their story begins again. But they're not the same people anymore. She's colder now. He's lonelier than he admits. Secrets unfold. Lies shatter. Love demands everything. Because sometimes the most dangerous kind of love is the one that was never meant to begin. "They weren't meant to last but fate keeps dragging them back to each other-until one of them chooses to stay." - Fake dating gone wrong-

"Life had been a series of moves with my mom, but then we decided to settle down so she could follow her dream of opening a bakery with her best friend. We even made a deal: I'd brave the halls of public school again, a place I hadn't seen since I was little, and in return, I'd help out at the bakery. It felt like a real turning point, a chance for some stability. But then... things took a bizarre turn. A horrifying encounter, a rush of unsettling sensations, and suddenly my world is tilted on its axis. I can't tell reality from fantasy. I can't tell if I'm a murderer, worse, or if I have simply gone insane. I'm praying it's the latter."

ᡣ𐭩 Into the Depths of Devotion Pyar ki dhadkan, parivaar ki mamta, aur rajgharana ki dastaan. ◇| Enter a world where passion and betrayal entwine, and truth hangs in the balance. Where the bonds of love and family are pushed to their limits. Will the truth emerge victorious, or will deceit reign supreme?¿ Embark with me on a journey that delves into the intricate web of love, family, and devotion || Pyar ki dhadkan, parivaar ki mamta, aur rajgharana ki dastan. Iss kahaani me uthe ap apne sapnon ki duniya me, jahan pyar, dhokha, aur schchai ki ladayi hoti hai. Kya schchai ki jeet hogi, ya dhokhe ki rajkaran? Aiye, is kahaani me kho jayein aur dkhiye ki kya hota hai jab pyar aur parivaar ki dhadkan ek saath hoti hai... -Avika