This story can be read standalone. Anamika, the first wife of yuvraj(Crown Prince) Pratap Singh Rathod saw in her dream that all her maids are in a hurry to complete her dressing so that she could attend the puja(Prayer) with her husband. The puja meant for her to get pregnant or shall I say the puja meant for the heir of the kingdom. She was sure that it was a dream because she could see the younger version of herself in the mirror rather than the grandmother of three children. Only to realize that it is not a dream but a reality when she gets pain and saw blood due to the hairpin that the maids were putting in her head. Join Anamika in her journey of Rebirth. Read the full prologue inside the book.

Two maids were cleaning a vast chamber when the younger maid asked the older one, "Didisa, you have been working in the palace for two decades right. Please tell me why are we cleaning this already clean chamber?". The older one smiled and said, "Although this chamber is always kept clean, it should be cleaned before anyone can reside here. And above all, our Ranisa is coming back to the palace". The younger maid didn't seem to accept it as a good news and said, "Whoever may come, but they cannot become equal to our choti Ranisa. She is the most kind, generous and sweetest person I have ever seen. She had never gotten angry on any maids even if they make mistakes. Take my example, I have made such a blunder on my first day here, but choti Ranisa accepted me as her own maid. Who can match her in kindness or even sword fight? And moreover she is Ranasa's heart beat". The old maid sighed and said, "Our Ranisa may not hold the heart of Ranasa. She may not be well versed in sword fight. But there is a reason why she is still our Ranisa. Sometimes one may have to be harsh to deliver justice and not just compromise between the victim and the tormentor. The people should have some fear about getting punished if they do wrong. And that charisma is with our Ranisa". ----------------------------------------------------------- A young girl of 17 years, looked at the retreating back of her newly married husband with a sad face. Just then her brother-in-law seated beside her husband's empty seat said, "Why are you sad, Bhabhisa?". She replied, "It's Nothing devarsa". He glanced back at his bhabhisa one more time and thought, "I don't know when bhaisa will open up with bhabhisa about his heart. She thinks that he is not fond of her. But how would one explain, why he ate the saltless food without a complaint and glared at me to keep my mouth shut. Unless it is for his beloved wife".

In a time before Vikramaditya's reign, when curses still whispered through bloodlines and empires were yet to rise, three generations of rulers shaped the destiny of the Abhivart lineage. Abhivart: The Rise of the Realm is a sweeping saga of love, legacy, and divine struggle where warrior kings, prophetic queens, and unseen forces battle for control over fate itself. From the great-grandfather who uncovers a dark curse in the mountains of the north, to the prince who dares to expand beyond sacred borders, and the son who stands between cosmic energy and chaos. This is not just the story of rulers, but of the choices they make, the women who guide them, and the realm they forge. This codex to the Vikramsamhita series unveils the buried truths, forgotten romances, and origin of the power that still screams in the present.

|| BOOK THREE IN ROYALTY SERIES || ᴀ Qᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴛʜʀᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴜʟᴇ. ᴀ ʟɪᴏɴ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴛʜʀᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪɴɢ. LOKI X JIGNASA When the deceived assassin enters the territory of jagnya, to lit the kingdom in a wildfire, A spark is ignited. Born with slavery in his veins he fells into love with someone who despises everything which is not royal. They both are cunning, cruel and malicious. Here opposite does not attract. "Look at you, your royal highness, lying all naked under me, yearning for my single touch" CONTENT WARNING:- if you can't handle a strong woman or a woman who does not satisfy your social norms then this book is not for you. If you cannot handle a mannerless egoistic man then this book is not for you. Updates will start after Baisa will be completed.

•|| Book Two in a Royalty Series ||• A rose in the imbroglio with the devil incarnate. when lekha crossed vicinities abandoning her family kingdom and travelling to Rakshatra to serve her princess and friend, she gets entangled with the green orificed barbarian devil who rules his own hell. Born with common blood in their veins a fiery bud blossomed in the summer to become the prey of the devil incarnate. -------------------------------------------- A short story on Lekha and Meglos. *Cannot be read standalone. this book is a special gift to all my "Ranisa" readers who wanted more scenes with lekha and meglos* ON POPULAR DEMAND! All rights reserved © Aditi Singh Started on - 18 June 2022

Rudra was my love and so was I for him until I came to know that everything was just a game. Emotions and blood have that sacred bond that the thickness of blood matters on the emotions running through the nerves. Mine was the love, eternal love, and his was the revenge, deadly revenge. That two months were the most blissful of mine when I felt his love pouring over every bit of me. I was wet in the ocean of his love to the core that it did not take me to think twice to submit all of myself to him. To the extent that the title of the Princess, daughter of King Rajvardhan and Queen Abhishree, and pride of Mahabalesgarh did not matter to me. I gave all of me to him on that particular night. His love made me submit to the extent that I forgot that doing this before marriage would be considered a sin. The night was long, happening, and tiring, and I realized that by my state in the morning. The naked self, broken bangles, and a messed up bed. And, I was not alone to witness it. The whole Empire knew what happened between me and Rudra. My family shook to the core and I was broken to know that he left me just with a letter. "A scar your family gave to me and a scar I gave to your family" And, I was shattered to know that everything was just a plot for revenge. My tears did not stop for weeks. I could not believe how could I do that. How could I go deeper into him that I did not think about my family, their reputation, and pride? He ruined me, my life, and my family. The woman was considered to be the delicate flower of the family's pride and he burnt it by just plucking it. But, this was not to be done. Not with me, not with anyone and I made up my mind to extend the invitation of my ceremony to choose a suitor for marriage to his King, his Uncle, a eighty years old man searching for a young bride to produce heirs. And, to him to taste his food. The Revenge. Which burns Rudra for her now. Copyright@2023 Mature Theme!

Everything changed the day the King ordered me to seduce his son and bring him back to the Kingdom. He was my best friend. As per the order of things, a Yuvraj cannot befriend a Commoner girl. But we were. He was anything but nice and helpful to me, and in return, I betrayed him. The betrayal ran deep, costing him the trust of the last of his friends. I saw him becoming cruel. The man who struggled to kill a deer in the Gurukul sliced throats and smiled right in front of me. His anger was scary, and the scariest part was the redemption of what I did to him. "You shall marry me," his words were clear, emotionless. "I am getting married. My fiancé is waiting outside for me, Abhinan," I tried to say, but he clenched his jaw. "My father asked you to do something for me, and in return, I shall do something for him, too. He is on his deathbed, and his last wish is to see his grandchild. Since you are closer to him, you must do this," he almost ordered, and I took a step back, shaking my head. "Are you out of your mind? I am an adopted daughter of your Guruji. Nobody knows my family, my bloodline, my caste or my community. The throne will never accept me; your father will be tormented," I said, and he stepped closer. "Well, that's why you are perfect for it. I shall make sure that even after seeing his grandchild, he will never rest in peace," he exclaimed and took me from there. *** The story is set in the 17th Century. When only the Princesses were meant to sit beside the King on the Throne, Trisha transformed herself to become Trishalini, the most loved Queen in history. There was no bed of roses in the early days, but she ensured the people in her kingdom slept on them. Amidst the guilt, anger and redemptions bloomed a forbidden, dark love story of King Abhinandan and Trishalini, aka Trisha. Magicallovely Histrom Universe (MHU) Book #7 Copyright @ 2024 Mature Content!

Sitting on the bed, I was waiting for my husband to arrive. It was our wedding Night. I rolled my toes as the visuals of him slowly touching my cheeks, making love to me was blurring my vision again and again. I was trying to compress my frequent blush that were turning my cheeks warm like candles. My lips unknowingly turning into the slight smile. Suddenly, the door pushed open and I shivered slightly. I could hear the slow and faded footsteps of him coming closer. I couldn't see him as my eyes were low and even covered with the veil. I felt him sitting on the bed, a little away from me. He was Sultan Aashiq Ibrahim Khan, my husband, and my childhood love. Ever since, I started knowing this world. I had imagined him my husband. And now, we were married through an arranged marriage. "What's your name? Begum," His voice was dark and deep. But it made my smile vanished all of sudden. My heart started beating insanely. I terrified honestly. "Tell me," he asked again. My eyes turned teary as I realised that he had no clue about my muteness. Yes, I couldn't speak. I had lost my voice forever in accident. But, the much I remember my father sent him a letter revealing it. "What happened? Are you okay?" He asked with concern, pulling my veil up. The tears left my eyes and I shivered. I sucked on my lips as my throat turned dry. Even my cries didn't have any voice. I moved my fingers to signal him that I was mute, a voiceless princess. But, his eyebrows turned in a thinned line and a immense shock was clear on his face. "Your fa... Family lied to me?" He stood up from the bed in anger. *** The life was difficult for ladies back in 17th century but it was worse for specially abled. This is the love story of Ruhani, a princess who can't speak but has a lot to say. Ever since, she lost her voice, she learnt to nod for everything and when she married to her childhood crush. Her life turned a complete turn. Mature content!!! It also have triggering scenes!!!

He is the crowned prince of the Kingdom Rakshatra. Everyone in the kingdom feared him as well as respected him. He is well versed in all types of training, intended and given for a crown Prince. Some felt jealous and envious of his talents and achievements, especially his stepmother, who is the ruling Queen. On the other hand, The ruling King, who is his father, always felt his chest swell with pride while thinking about his son. But whenever the king looks at his son and his blank eyes, which veils the underlying hatred, he wished he was able to change the past. The Crown Prince who was once a notorious and innocent kid, had to transform himself into a tough guy after his mother's demise. But he never let his personal resentments come in between his work as a Crown Prince, which is why he is famous among all the royal princesses in the entire Bharatvarsha (Entire Hindustan consisting of different Kingdoms). She is the pampered princess of the Kingdom Hridaypura. Her brother and father, who are the Crown Prince and King respectively, would fulfill all her wishes. She was trained from a young age to behave as a proper Royal lady and also got all the disciplinary lessons, Royal etiquettes as well as financial lessons to handle the inner Palace which will consist of Royal women. Based on her performance assessed by the tutors, she is the most desirable woman among many princes and Kingdoms, who wants a graceful and kind lady. But is she really what everyone thinks she is? Or is there another side for her which is hidden from the world? These two are already engaged from their childhood, decided by their parents. Now when they are grown up, would he accept her? Her first impression on him is also the same, which he disliked the most. WEAK. But is she really Weak? His first impression on her is that of a heartless person. But is he really heartless?

"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙢𝙚, 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙄 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙪𝙨𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙." Even after having a palace full of family, I was familiar with feeling of emptiness. But at least I had my own mother or so I thought. After the betrayal of my own mother, I was left all alone. With the sense of decisiveness and a forced husband! But I am also not the one to cower. I will make sure he resents me his whole life. Then when did I mistake hatred for love? Rulers are known to be gruesome, unhinged. But I? I was known as a nightmare. Cross me and everything but death shall cross you. My people feared me more than they respected me except for this one disobedient, defiant girl and that girl was my wife. I was on a mission to bend and built her according to my will and I was even successful with it. Except now, I let her walk her all over my soul and brain as if she owns me. And the worst part? She does own me. #thirdbook in the Unwanted series