Rashmika, she was stepping into a fairytale wedding, until everything she knew was shattered. On the day she was to marry the man she loved, he betrayed her and attacked her kingdom. Heartbroken and desperate, she ran, choosing death over a life of defeat. Raghuveer, the powerful prince, saves her, but neither knows her past, and the secrets around them are dangerous. With her memories gone, and a kingdom full of lies, they will face a love born from anger, hate, and fate. She doesn't remember who she is. He doesn't know who she was. But destiny, destiny never forgets. What will happen when her memory comes back? What will she do when she realizes the truth? How will she believe that all this time she was in love with her enemy? Can love survive betrayal, lies, and fate? "You knew, didn't you?" My voice trembled, torn between fury and heartbreak as I raised the blade. "Rashmika, calm yourself-" Before he could finish, I pressed the dagger's tip against his throat. "Answer me!" I hissed, eyes scorching into his. A tense silence swallowed the room, broken only when he admitted in a strained whisper, "Yes, I knew." His hand seized mine, firm, but I did not flinch. I pressed the dagger harder, the sharp blade biting into flesh, crimson drops sliding down his neck. "I hate you, Yuvraj Raghuveer Singh Rajput," I hissed, voice trembling, tears carving paths down my cheeks. When he reached up, as if to wipe them away, as if I would let him touch me, I shoved him back with the force of every betrayal, every shattered trust, letting my rage explode, fierce and unrelenting. "I will never forgive you!" I screamed, storming out of the chamber, the metallic jingle of my anklets ringing like a warning with every step.

"𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎" 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒄𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 Cruel. Egoistic. Aggressive. 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐫𝐚𝐣 𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚 a shark in business world thrives on destruction his enemies, both professionally and personally. A heartless billionaire CEO came India to destroy his biggest enemy. He never intended to reveal his dark identity until the irony entangled him with the woman he barely knows. 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐚𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐢 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 Princess of Rewah and fiancée of his oldest enemy. It doesn't matter how gorgeous and ravishing she is. He'll do everything in his power to destroy prince included his gorgeous would-be wife. The only problem: he can't have her but he is taking her anyway into his darkness * Fearless. Ambitious. Powerful. 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐚𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐢 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 is beautiful princess and rightful owner of crown. A fearless and success determined woman who wanted to be top in business. She never planned to be someone's wife until-a threat of blackmail forced her to marry man she didn't want. Her life took bloody turn when she picked up the battle with her fiancée's business rival. Fighting cold-blooded Vanraj means opening the doors of destruction. Arrogant Vanraj never part of her life, she agrees to stand by her fiancée's side in game of vengeance. Craving her enemy's touch was never part of the game but she lost herself when he touched her soul. The powerful thing she could do: not fall in love with her enemy but she is falling for him anyway.

It is a forbidden love where she loved him silently for two years, after just one fleeting glimpse . One look was enough for her heart to choose him forever. "Sirf ek jhalak ne hi usse apna bana liya, phir do saal tak woh usi ek nazar ke sahare jeeti rahi." 🌸 He was never interested in love, emotions, or promises . Feelings were never his world-until he looked into her eyes . Something about them disturbed his calm and softened his heart. "Usne pyaar chaha hi nahi tha kabhi, par uski aankhon ne usse mehsoos karna sikha diya." 🤍 They both knew the truth they couldn't escape-different castes, strict families, and a society that fears love . "Mohabbat dono taraf se sacchi thi, par duniya dono ke khilaaf thi." 💔 Still, she waited with devotion, and he slowly learned to care 🕊️. "Woh chup chaap usse chahti rahi, aur woh bina kahe uska ho gaya." ✨ Now the questions remain... Will destiny let them meet again? 🌙 Will their families accept what society forbids? Or will this love stay unfinished- "Kabhi kabhi pyaar mil jaata hai, par use jeene ki ijazat nahi milti." 🥀

She came to Devgarh broken, carrying silence where her voice should have been. He was the Sarpanch-feared, distant, and a man who never crossed his own lines. What begins as protection slowly turns into something neither of them names... until care becomes habit, presence becomes comfort, and love grows quietly between them. This is not a story of saving. It is a story of choosing-again and again. A love built on respect, restraint, and the courage to stay. ~~~ 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒: Soft Romance Dark Themes Set in the 1980s Age Gap (25 × 30) Rural Royalty Rescuer Hero × Survivor Heroine Protective & Possessive (Healthy) Powerful Man × Quiet Strength Devotee Hero × Devotee Heroine Slow Burn Romance Found Family Feminine Power Rising Courtroom Justice Arc

Love & Passion (LP) : Book One " For his pools of obsidian black gaze, I would paint the world red. " ~his ishi " For the warmth of her hazel gaze, I would surrender every breath, every fragment of my being. " ~her veer

"𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 : 𝐀 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐥 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬" consists of four Interconnected books. ⚠️𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚁𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 : 𝙵𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚜. | 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 | ✧ᴀᴀʀᴀᴍʙʜ : ᴀ ᴛᴀʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ꜰᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ✧ ---𝕬 𝕽𝖊𝖇𝖎𝖗𝖙𝖍 𝕿𝖆𝖑𝖊--- She dreamed to be his family He destroyed her only dream. One impulsive decision and destiny laughed, Separating them, brutally. 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐎𝐧𝐞, 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐎𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐀𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 Fate brought them together in same place, where, they left each other in the same way until, prophecy rang between divine walls, "𝗜𝘁𝗶𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗸𝗵𝘂𝗱 𝗸𝗼 𝗱𝗼𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗴𝗮" 𝗘𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝘆 𝗼𝗿 𝗕𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗙𝗮𝘁𝗲, 𝗜𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗱, 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘂𝗻𝗲.

𝐇𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 - 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐭

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.

And that day, again, a 15-year-old screamed, which was expectantly unheard; her screams were muffled, suppressed, but she screamed, she screamed, she screamed in search of a Krishna in this kalyug. But did he come? He did not. Because he was busy bawling his eyes in his guilt, guilt of creating a vicious creature; Men. Are these even considered men? My head jerked to the left as I stared at my mother, tied with chains, torn clothes, and blood trickling down her forehead. Her satisfactory smirk flattered me as soon as her eyes met mine. Is this what we call Maa? "Agar dar ki aakho me dekhoge, dar tumse darega." These were the last lines of my father. Jaate jaate bhi bhut kuch sikha gaye. Even if this is how I die, I don't deserve an unworthy death like this. I refuse to die because the day I close my eyes, I will be doing it willingly. My hand stumbled upon Aruval; either this would be the end of me or him. Taking it in my hand, I hit it on his neck with all the energy I could summon up. His head jerked up in half as it landed just beside my mom's feet. His blood splashed over me giving me a sense of relief, tears shone in my eyes. Har asur ke vinash ke liye ek Krishna janam leta hai par is baar kali janamegi. Vinash toh tay hai ya uska ya Mera. "Toh likho laal kalam se, Gita ka unisva adhyay, Kaleen Singh Chauhan ki maut mere hatho hi hogi." And this was the rise of satan in the world of Rajtantra. Yeh tha ek ant: ka prarambh. A war between Bhay and Karma.