When the threads of their fates have been entangled since the beginning of time, what could one possibly do to free themselves? Two rival kingdoms, a decades long rivalry between the both, a prince, a princess, sworn enemies. When they cannot bear a second of looking at each other, their lives intertwine in such a way that the rivalry gets left behind. But before that happens, secrets lurking in the chambers of palaces, tucked away like a forgotten nightmare are once again revisited. The truths of families, rivalries, and enmity are rediscovered. Trusts are broken and rebuilt. Families are destroyed and recreated. Royal titles are stripped off and reassigned. And amid that battle, two people who swore to destroy each other may perhaps find a fate of their own- because not all battles are fought on the battlefield. A story of power, rivalry, hatred, revenge, and love-Feeke Rang: Vengeance of

"How dare you!!!" She screamed. And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing, because the next moment, he hissed, "Congratulations. That slap is just going to make you my wife." 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | Romantic-Thriller

Highly mature content A game of revenge, love, hatred and manipulation. #1 in desi love #1 in lonely #1 in adult-content #1 in recommendation #1 in watty #1 in fiction

The priest asked softly, "Pyaar karte ho apni patni se?" He smiled, his eyes instinctively finding hers. There was calm in his expression, yet something deeply intense beneath it. Then he whisper, "Pyaar toh bas ek shabd hai..." His voice carried devotion, not hesitation. "Main uski ibadat karta hoon." He paused, as if the truth itself needed space to breathe. "I don't need to worship God in temples. I have my own goddess - my wife." For him, faith was not stone or scripture. "My devotion begins with her..." "...and ends with her." 𝗩𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵×𝗦𝗮𝗮𝗻𝘃𝗶 ◦•●◉✿Tropes ✿◉●•◦ CEO × Employee Grumpy× Sunshine Forced marriage slow burn hate to love desi × videshi Untouched male and female He fell first but both fell harder

Not all love stories are soft. Some come with fire, fury... and unforgettable scars. They weren't just in love - They were obsessed. Addicted. Destroyed. Isha Mehra - graceful, grounded, and deeply in love. Kabir Oberoi - a wild, untamed soul with music in his veins and anger in his blood.He was the kind of man girls lost sleep over. A voice that could bring heaven to its knees. A smile that could melt sin. Every girl wanted him - But he? He only ever wanted her. She was the anchor to his storm. The one who could calm his raging anger with a single look. But then- One night. One incident. One mistake. And everything fell apart. Now, years later, she's built a new life. Successful business woman. And he's a broken rockstar with fire in his eyes and poison on his tongue. burning in the spotlight, still carrying the ashes of their past. The pain. The betrayal. The questions left unanswered. And the love that never really died. what really happened years ago? What was that one night... that tore them apart forever? What did she lose? And what did he never forgive? A love so deep shouldn't have ended. But it did. Now it's back-darker, fiercer, and burning with the weight of everything unsaid. ____ "Then burn me," I whispered, close enough to feel the brush of his breath against my cheek. "I'm not afraid of you." He smirked at my words. Then he lowered the gun. Slowly. Deliberately. It slid from my forearm, grazing over the sensitive skin of my wrist, tracing the curve of my elbow, then drifting along my shoulder with a deliberate, torturous slowness. He dragged it lower, the barrel brushing along my Body, as if daring me to react. My breath hitched. "You know what I could do to you... right here, right now," he murmured, voice low, dark. ____ This isn't just love. This is Mistaken Love. And it begins now. This book contains~ She fell first and harder Mysterious Revenge Betrayal Misunderstanding Violence Alcohol Abuse

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?

𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟏 × 𝟐3 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: #𝟏 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 She saw him more than once. And every time, her heart betrayed her; racing, stumbling, fluttering like a caged butterfly chasing a memory. Her breath shortened, her chest tightened, and still, she said nothing. Because it wasn't her place. Because she was never meant to be seen. Until she was. Until the day she stood before him, not as a stranger in the crowd, but as his bride. The wrong bride. He had seen her before. Once in passing, her eyes barely a flicker in his peripheral vision, dismissed for a prettier pair. The second time, he saw her through a vow sealed in blood and duty. And rage erupted. Exacting. Demanding. She wasn't supposed to wear that dress. She wasn't supposed to carry his name. But now that she does... There's no turning back.

Brotherhood Billionaires Book 1 Dedication ~ To The Girls Who Wanted A Man Who Will Burn Her Insecurities Into Ashes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~●○~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He never wanted a wife but destiny has some other plans for him . Rudra Pratap Singh Rathore one of the top youngest businessman in India. Ambitious , assertive , charismatic, Ruthless in business. Workaholic by nature and hardworking. He achieve everything he sets his eyes on. Shivanya Ranawat a simple introvert girl with simple life . Make sure that her life is as less complicated as possible . Loved by her family dearly and she never does anything to hurt them. What will happen when when two opposite personalities will collide ? Mature !!! ( 18+)

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 "𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐋𝐢𝐞𝐬" 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ᴛᴡᴏ ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴛ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛꜱ ꜱᴛᴜᴄᴋ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡᴇʙ ᴏꜰ ʟɪᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴘᴏʟɪᴛɪᴄꜱ: 𝐀𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐉𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥: 𝙃𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙍𝙪𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙎𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 I thought I lost you, until I realized you've carved yourself into my soul. She was always meant to be mine. Our future was decided. But we'd forgotten the fact that future is UNCERTAIN. 𝐉𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢 𝐀𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐚: 𝙎𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩, 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 Your eyes lied. Drowning me into darkness, digging a black hole right in the middle of my heart. He was my everything, until he made me realize not everything lasts FOREVER. The story of childhood sweethearts who were separated by lies but has anyone been able to change the fate?Join the journey of Akshat and Jhanvi to know, will the detached hearts once again meet or break into pieces? ✿✿✿✿ "𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞."