The clang of steel, the roar of warriors, the taste of blood and dust-Viraaj Singh Chauhan was in the heart of war when the world tore itself apart. One strike, one heartbeat, and then-silence. When his eyes opened again, there was no battlefield. Thunder roared from machines racing over black roads. Glass towers pierced the night, the air stinking of smoke and metal. A king, stripped of the crown and kingdom, stood lost among strangers. Five years later, the world knew another name. Veeranshu Rajput. Not the warrior king, but the billionaire who bent empires to his will. Veeranshu had carved his throne from steel and glass, becoming one of the most powerful men on earth. - Mahira Sengupta had lived with visions all her life-palaces burning, skies collapsing, and a king with eyes like storms. She wrote them into novels the world adored, never confessing the truth: she had never seen his face. Only his eyes. Only his voice. "You brought me back, Mahira. Now nothing will keep me from you." She never knew her dreams had already stepped into this century. And somewhere, behind the mask of the most powerful man alive, the lost king was waiting.

On the night of her wedding, Princess Meera Shree Rajput sat draped in red and gold, her pulse trembling beneath the weight of silk and jewels. The air was too still, too heavy, as though the palace itself held its breath. A sound shattered the hush-footsteps, steady and deliberate. She turned. Her groom stood before her, his face veiled in a mask , a sword glinting in his hand. Before her lips could form a word, the blade found her heart. Her bangles struck the marble floor in a scatter of sound, her breath faltered, and the palace drowned in silence. When her eyes opened again, time had lost its meaning. Centuries unraveled like threads: Empires rose and crumbled, storms clawed at the stone halls, and still she wandered-unseen, unheard, bound to the place of her death. Until one night, headlights cut through the darkness of the courtyard. From the car stepped a man-his presence carved against the winter air. His gaze swept the ruins... and stopped on HER. For the first time in lifetimes, Princess Meera was seen.

An Historic Fantasy story

Trending🎉🙌🏻 #1 myth (12 december 2025) #2 Raja (26 september-2025) #2-historicalfiction (5 to 12 September 2025) #6-Rajput (5 to 12 September 2025) "He wore the crown. But she bore the weight." This is not just the story of a queen it is the story of a love so fierce it shaped kingdoms, won wars and destiny itself guides them towards each other. In these pages, you will meet Queen Mrinalika and her king, Adityan. You will see how they were bound by fate, how their hearts burned brighter than the deserts they ruled and how their love became both a weapon and a wound. This book is told in two seasons, two parts of the same unbreakable bond. (Season 1) Love and War .In a land where their kingdoms have been enemies for generations a young moonlight blessed princess and fire blessed prince dare to fall in love.Their story begins with a single stolen glance, blossoms amid shared battles and culminates in a defiant stand for their love against the weight of history and hate. Together, they fight not just for their thrones, but for each other until Mrinalika claims her rightful place beside the man who would move heaven and earth for her.This is the season where love conquers kingdoms. (Season 2) Crown and Conscience . Adityan as king face a moral dilemmas, another woman enters their world. What if then that same love is tested by duty, politics and sacrifice. You will feel the ache and you will walk beside Mrinalika the queen as she fights for dignity, for survival and for a love that refuses to die, even when the world turns against it. Through triumph and heartbreak, through whispered vows and silent tears, you will feel their love not only in its joy and passion, but also in its pain and resilience. This is the journey of a queen who rises, falls and rises again and of a king whose heart has always and will always, belong to her. May you rejoice in their victories, ache in their losses and carry their love with you long after the final page.

*Completed* In ancient times, where sword and shield reign supreme, a legendary warrior beauty Maanvika shines brighter than the sun. Her bravery and grace have captured the hearts of two mighty men Ranvijay a mighty king known as the King of Kings who seeks to make her his queen and dominate her heart a king who can kill for her she saves him years back and since then his heart belongs to her ,he embarks on quest to find that elusive woman ,on other hand Veer a fierce and loyal fighter, who would lay down his life for her.In a twist of fate,Ranvijay and Veer become rival. As the king's obsession knows no limits, he will stop at nothing to claim her, even if it means destroying the world. Torn between loyalty, love, and duty, Maanvika must navigate the treacherous landscape of war, politics, and passion. Maanvika life is a story of a historical epic, with a strong female lead, a love triangle and a battle for power and love. The intense conflicts and dramatic twists that will unfold.

𝑰𝒇 𝑰 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏. ⋆ ── ⋆ ── ⋆ "Why do you avoid looking into my eyes? Are you afraid I'll fall for you?" he asked, his voice smooth beneath the moonlit sky. Her lashes lifted, revealing a hidden storm that met the desperation in his gaze. "No, I'm afraid you'll fall into my curse." ⋆ ── ⋆ ── ⋆ Secrets are sharp, silent, and dangerous. Kairav Goenka has never faced a scandal, despite coming from a highly influential background. He had lived away from chaos and remained untouched by deceit, but that all changed when he met a mysterious girl at college. Out of kindness, he decided to help her, thinking he would never see her again. But fate had other plans. She began to wait for him deliberately, and he started noticing her more than he should have. She exuded a quiet aura, composed and unreadable, intriguing yet unsettling, driving him in with questions she never answered and a past she never revealed. Before he realized it, he had become prey to her illusion, at the beginning of a journey he was unprepared for. How would he deal with this new girl? Read to find out.

Divya and her family move into a new home named Paradise. is that a real Paradise? With events that shake up the family. Divya is determined to protect her family. Will she be successful and will they all be able to survive in those wierd situations. **** Some of the facts that I'll be providing are true but are not relevant to any person living or dead. They are just experiences only. **** This book is dedicated to my parents for their valuable input of their own experiences two decades back. Thank you amma (mom) and thank you nanna (dad). **** Disclaimer.... All pictures and gif images are not mine, they belong to their original owners.

The Samrat of GANGGHOR has already reached his early age of thirty yet the position of his Samragyi was still empty. Even though the ministers of the royal court persuaded to claim the throne of Samragyi by sending their precious daughters in the ShtriMahal of the Palace hoping their daughters could win Samrat's love and favour, but all the intention fell into empty well. No matter what they do, they couldn't force the heavenly ruler to change his mind. When the ShtriMahal started to fell in chaos finding the mistress has become necessary. But who can read Samrat's mind? On the day of Samrat's Birthday ceremony, few assassins invaded the happy hour and turned it upside down. The assassin who attacked Samrat was caught yet this is not the end. The Devilish man wanted to punish the assassin himself but the situation was beyond his expectations.The assassin has the feminine figure with alluring beauty which caught Samrat's attention. He wanted to cage the assassin in his palace and he proposed a proposal. A Barbaric Proposal which is about to change the entire history of Gangghor.

"We shouldn't play with fire, Rooh," He spoke near my ears, pecking my jawline. I was breathing erratically unable to encompass my perturbation. "What if I want to play with it?" I said, my voice sensual, subduing my thudding heart. His hand went to my waist, and he squeezed it, kneading it. "It will burn you, Rooh. You don't know the vehemence of the burning blaze. It will eradicate your existence," His voice was dark and titillating, making me shudder at the intenseness. "What if I want it to deplete me? What if I want to get burned in this vehemence of burning blaze?" I contested. "Think before you articulate anything, Rooh. I am not a manageable man." "I don't like manageable things, Dev." "Once you are mine, I will never allow you to go. You will be mine in every fucking birth," He spoke out possessively. "I want to be yours in my every birth, Prince Dev Pratap Singh." ******************************************** Destiny - predetermined state or end. Destiny is not a matter of chance. It is a matter of choice. It is not a thing to be waited for. It is a thing to be achieved. Ruhanika Sharma is a simple girl with a filmmaking degree who loves history and lives in a fantasy world. Despite the challenges she faced throughout her life, she never lost her innocence and finds joy in the little things. Upon abruptly discovering herself in a distinct realm wherein all individuals are donning customary attire and preparing to greet the Crown Prince of Magadh, what transpires? What happens when she realizes she is in the past, specifically 800 years ago, rather than the present? What would happen if she attracted the interest of Prince Dev Pratap Singh, the Crown Prince of Magadh? How was she going to return to her own time? Moreover, what happens if she decides against returning? What if they were able to find comfort in one another? What will be their destiny?