This story concerns a highly esteemed royal family residing in Udaipur, Rajasthan. The unwanted marriage of the to-be-crowned king of Rajasthan. The king of Rajasthan was unwillingly betrothed as part of his duty to provide a Queen for his kingdom. On the other hand, we have our female lead completely unaware of what's in store for her. With a very supportive business family, will she be able to take control of her life for the future? "Is there a happy ending in store?" "Will a love story unfold?" "Will the kingdom finally find their long-awaited queen?" "Will two opposite hearts ever cross paths?".... ~@meera_wrt.k

"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

ONLY SAMPLE CHAPTERS AVAILABLE!!!! A story set in the 1950s in a rural area: The tale revolves around a 16-year-old girl named Chavi, who is married off to the zamindar (landlord) of the village, a 22-year-old man. What will happen when she begins her new life in his home? Will she be able to find happiness? Start:- 26 dec 2024 End:-15 march 2025

𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 × 𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐲𝐚 34 × 22 She sit in horror,eyes flicking between his face and the weapon in his hand, then to her weeping family.Time seemed to stop. The priest.The guests.The walls.They all vanished.There was only Vikram and the cage he'd made for her. "You see, jaan "he murmured darkly"fate has brought us together And now,we are going to seal it..with marriage." Aradhya shook her head, voice shaking. "Please, sir..don't do this.I don't want to marry you.I'll never love you.Just leave me.." He smiled,that cold, monstrous smile."You don't have a choice.You bumped into me during the mehndi.And tradition demands we marry." "That's not a real tradition,"she whispered through her tears."You're just using it to control me." "perhaps "Vikram replied smoothly his voices calm but his his eyes flashing anger.."But it doesn't matter. You'll marry me.And that's final." The mangalsutra was next.Its gold chain and shiny diamond rested against her neck like a shackle.Her breath hitched.And then,the final blow vermilion.He smeared it across her hairline,sealing her fate with him in most brutal way ever. Vikram's eyes gleamed with victorious fire as he leaned close,his fingers tightening on her waist. "Now , you are mine.."he whispered "And no one can take you away from me." Aradhya's eyes flared."You'll regret this," she hissed."I won't be your prisoner forever." Vikram only chuckled. "I'm counting on it " he whispered "You'll learn to love me Aradhya one way or another.This is our destiny." "𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭.𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞..𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬."

Bhawna Sinha, Cute, lazy, silly, have crush on her handsome and charming neighbour Aryan Saxena who is ACP officer while she is studying in college. Both developed feelings for each other without talking to each other, without making long eye contacts but through sweet moments. But what will happen when they will start conversations with each other, when they will be close and when they will make eye contact...Uff...That feeling will be amazing. I hope you will love their sweet journey of love and risky adventure as well. Why risky?? For that you have to peek into their story ! This is my 4th book in series. First book 1) to make him smile ! Second book 2) their incomprehensible Love ! Third book 3) Our stealing Love ! COPYRIGHT ALERT- this is my work and My hardwork. If I see anybody Copying my work on another platform then I won't hesitate to report about that person! Sorry if I sound rude but It's my work and effort and I can't let anyone use it simply! I have published my work onky on Wattpad Nowhere else!!!! #no.1 Rank in Wattpad (July 2024) #no.1 Rank in Indian #no.2 Rank In India #No.3 Rank in Romance #No.3 Rank in Romcom #No.2 Rank in Indian #No.4 Rank in Agegap #No.3 rank in Crush #No.7 Rank in Romance #1 rank in collegelove #1 mysterious #1 rank in silentlove # No.2 Rank in WattpadIndia #3 rank in wattpadindia #8 rank in college love #9 rank in romancestories # 19 rank in indian love #3 rank in india #3 rank in ACP #36 rank in lovestory # 181 rank in indianromance #No.4 rank in neighbour #8 rank in Butterflies (feeling) #No.28 rank in wattpad #No.3 rank in Police #10 in RomanceStories #23 in wattpadindia #No.20 rank in Curvy #No.2 in India #No.4 in Romcom #2 In Romance #3 India

Jai Agnihotri (28) Our Handsome Cardiologist. Staying in his village running a clinic of his own, a well mannered and Educated Hottie of his Village. He who is so focused towards his work and is Pure Desi encounters with Vishakha Arora, (26) who is a psychiatrist, she wants to run away from her work place and have her own hospital to stay away from the hell. She loves her work but not her boss (female). She is Modern and want's a break from her job and she do gets it but to somewhere she isn't willing to go her Fathers Village. There she meets Jai in the most amazing way, which starts hatred/Fight among them. Will this hatred change into love? What will happen when Vish will go to stay up in a place where she doesn't want to go? You will get all the answers ! Open the book and fall into their world ! now jump out from Aarav, Varun, Rahul and Aryan's book for a while ! Give Chance to this Doctor now, maybe he can be your next favourite Lead (for girls) and for Boys maybe Vish the best lead 😉. (Chapter 60 of to make him smile have a glimpse of them (vish and Jai)) This book is my original work so any one who tries go copy any of my work, I will complain about copyright against him/her for stealing my work. Copyright action's - If My work will be copied by any means or way, there will be strict actions against the person ! So beware and produce story with your own mind, no need to be a cheater ! (Sorry for sounding rude but My work means a lot to me) #1 Rank - Indian #23 Rank - Hatelove #123 Rank - India #30 Rank - DoctorLove #15 Rank - Sensual #3 Rank Enemies to Lovers

Destined With You ~ 1 Aarohi X Vihaan AAROHI DESHMUKH Aarohi is 25 years old. She is beautiful, humourous and loving. But also rude, arrogant and egoistic. She is a Fashion Designer. She is the founder and CEO of her own company, named Chic Couture. She is a Badass with a good heart, soft but strong, unapologetic and honest. She is the type of woman you go to war beside not against. She has a moment of weakness where she starts to believe she needs someone to save her. She loves boxing. She doesn't want to be with anyone in her life. But her destiny is against her, and once again her path collides with her past. After this, many changes come in her life which she never expected. ♡ VIHAAN SHEKHAWAT Vihaan is 27 years old. He is handsome man having a bold personality; although his personality is like a Big spot(who is arrogant and harsh; defined by his status in life as being the apex of success with all the money in the world in his bank account). He lives in Mumbai. He hates people getting close to him. He loves to stay alone. He is the CEO of Shekhawat Groups of Companies. There are only two things he loves, first his family and second his work. Vihaan's name lies under the top five billionaires of the country. His destiny was also against him. His path again collides with Aarohi whom he never liked before. His life changes completely after she comes into his life. ♡ Aarohi X Vihaan "I don't want to be with you again Vihaan." "There is no way to run away from me. Now I can't let you go again from my life." ♡ "I don't like that your ocean-like eyes only gave me death glares. I loved the moment when they looked at me with love again." "These eyes never looked at you with love again, Vihaan." ♡ ✷Troupes✷ Second Chance Billionaire X Millionaire Touch her and die Opposite Attracts Obsessed with each other Love to Hate 🔁 Hate to Love. ~[Unexpected Twist]~ •━❪❃❫━•

You and your family came to see me-I said no. Baat khatam. Rishta kahin aur dekh lo. And LEAVE. ME. ALONE!" My chest heaved with emotion, my vision blurred with tears I was trying hard not to let fall. But he didn't even blink. He simply looked at me with that dark, unreadable gaze... and then moved toward me, slow and steady, till I was pinned between his car door and him. No one could see us like this. He leaned in, caging me with his arms on either side of my head. His breath brushed against my skin as he whispered, "You don't wanna marry me... hmm?" I looked away, panic flaring again. He tilted his face, locking eyes with mine. "Bolo." I whispered, "No..." A cruel smirk curled on his lips. "Toh phir kis se karni hai shaadi?" he whispered. "N-no one..." He straightened up-now towering over me-and then, without warning, grabbed my waist and lifted me off the ground. My hands were caught between us, pressed to his chest. "A-Aahan-what... what are you-" I stuttered. "Shh," he murmured, lips brushing against my cheek. "You've said enough. Ab suno." "We're getting engaged in one week. Then the rest of the rituals. And after that," he paused, tightening his grip on my waist, "we'll get married." "Chahe tum khud mandap tak aao... ya main tumhe zabardasti le aaun. Samajh aaya, jaan?"

Three girls. Three boys. Six stories tangled in one school hallway. Haniya Farooqi never believed in love-especially not when it came in the form of Izaan Mirza, the arrogant head boy who thought the world revolved around him. Aleena Rahman had already lived her love story once-with Aman Siddique, the boy who broke her heart when she needed him most. And Nyra Qureshi? She was still holding on to a childhood promise made by Ariz Khan, her calm amidst chaos. When the girls transfer to St. Clair High for their final year, sparks fly and old wounds reopen. Between whispered rivalries, second chances, and a love that never really faded, hearts will clash, collide, and maybe-just maybe-heal. Because sometimes... Love doesn't arrive gently. It storms in, unapologetically.

Mahnoor was a second-year history student. Sharp-tongued, fiercely independent, and never afraid to speak her mind. Her latest coursework focused on the lives of powerful figures who had shaped India's history. That was when she discovered him. An emperor unlike any other, undefeated in war, feared by rival rulers, praised by historians, yet infamous for his cruelty. The deeper she read about him, the more her hatred for him grew. It was clear to her that the textbooks tried to balance his brilliance by sugarcoating his brutality. To Mahnoor, his name was soaked in blood. One afternoon, while sitting in the university library, she seethed to her friend, "Still. If one of those women had rebelled, her name would be in this book today. I'm angry that none tried to do so." "I wish I was there. I really do." "I would have said things everyone was scared to utter to his face. He wasn't feared because he was powerful, rather, he was feared because people feared for their lives. And that is not power." "He won't be remembered because he was great, but because he did things no one could ever forget." That night, on a rainy street in Mumbai, her car nearly hit an old woman who was crossing the road. Mahnoor quickly got out to confront her, but before she could speak, the old woman looked straight into her eyes and cursed her. "So, you wish you were there? You think you could speak, rebel, and change history with your voice? Then go. Let's see how your voice will be heard in a palace where a woman's opinion holds no importance. Your freedom will shatter because rebellion there means death.