SUMMARY~ A story about real people. Real roots. Real Haryana. Where politics runs in the blood. Where family honor means everything. Where ambitions grow quietly - and then all at once. Vikram Singh Hooda - 28. MLA. A man whose calm is more dangerous than most people's anger. His whole life is his mission. Until one afternoon - everything shifts. Kirti Dahiya - 18. University student in Gurugram. The most extrovert person in every room - until she is standing in front of him. She has her own timeline. Her own terms. Nobody gets a chance before that. Nobody. He fell first. And harder. And She ~~ab sir jiii ne itna kar hi liyaaa h toh chal koi nii maan jaati huuuu --- Slow burn. Real roots. Real Haryana. --- If this sounds like your kind of story - Give it a chance. 🤍 By_Kedira June 2026

Arohi Sangwan was born fragile in a house full of power, where silence became her shield. Lakshya Choudhary, Haryana's feared young leader, carried rage behind calm eyes. One broken girl. One dangerous man. Between politics, obsession, fear and love, their story was never meant to be soft... it was meant to burn.

They came chasing dreams. They found power. A tale of ambitious leaders, fearless women, dangerous enemies, political rivalries, hidden conspiracies, unforgettable qawwalis, heartbreaking betrayals, and love that refuses to follow the rules. When loyalty is tested and power becomes an obsession, only one question remains... Who will survive the game, and who will become its biggest sacrifice? Some battles are fought for love . The deadliest ones are fought for power

He was the storm people feared, the name whispered in caution, and the man who never bowed. Veer Chaudhary-known for his power, feared for his rage, and respected for his unwavering loyalty-was a man carved from strength, pride, and silence. A true Jaat at heart, he lived by one rule: protect what is his, no matter the cost. Family was his weakness, loyalty his religion, and love... something he never believed was meant for men like him. Then came Mehika. Soft where he was rough, calm where he was chaos, and gentle in ways that made even his fiercest storms pause. She was grace wrapped in simplicity, a heart untouched by the darkness of his world. Everything about her was different from him-and perhaps that was exactly why she became impossible to ignore. What begins as an unexpected crossing of paths soon turns into a bond neither of them can deny. In a world ruled by power, blood, and unspoken rules, Mehika becomes Veer's safest place, while Veer becomes the shield she never knew she needed. But love is never easy-especially when the world around them is built on danger, duty, and old rivalries. Will Mehika be able to soften the man everyone fears? And will Veer allow himself to love when he has spent his entire life believing that men like him are only meant to protect, never to be loved? A tale of fierce loyalty, family bonds, quiet healing, and a love that blooms where no one expected it. Mhaara Sa Jaat is the story of a man the world knew as Veer Chaudhary, but who, in Mehika's eyes, was simply hers. ********* Copyrights ©️ Author Ishika where ever portion there of may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the Author.

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒎, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕. ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── I saw him destroying himself in front of my own eyes. Drowning in addictions. That were enough to kill him. I hated it. I hated it everytime he smoked in front of me. I told him to stop but he would just ignore the topic and start talking about something else. I tried my best to hold him tightly-so tightly that my hands began to ache. Finally, when I thought the storm was over, I loosened my grip, thinking that if I made him realize how it feels when the person you love starts running away, he would come running back to me. The moment I allowed myself to believe that maybe everything could be fixed. Destiny snatched him away from me.

Maine kaha tha na... ki main lautunga. Aur jab main lautunga, toh tumhari is napaak basti ki raakh par mera Tandav hoga! (I told you... I would return. And when I do, I will dance the Tandav of destruction upon the ashes of this unholy city!) Twenty-two years ago, the Raghuvanshi lineage committed a sin that the desert sands could never bury. To save their kingdom from a perceived curse, they shackled their own first-born-an eleven-year-old boy with bloodshot eyes and a heart full of fire-and cast him into the darkness. To the world, he was a Kalank (a stain). To his father, he was a monster. To the records, he was dead. Present Day: The Raghuvanshi Haveli is bathed in gold. The "Golden Heir," Aryaman Raghuvanshi, is set to marry the ethereal Nandini Suryavanshi. It is a union of power, politics, and a desperate attempt to erase the past. But as the Haldi ceremony begins, the omens turn violent. The sacred turmeric burns Nandini's skin, and the air grows heavy with the scent of an impending storm. While the city celebrates, a shadow has landed. He doesn't come for a crown, and he doesn't come for an apology. He comes to reclaim the debt written in his own blood. Ranvijay Singh Raghuvanshi is back. He is the ghost they couldn't kill, the demon they couldn't cage, and now... he is the groom they never saw coming. As the wedding bells begin to toll, the line between love and revenge blurs. Nandini is the prize in a war she didn't start, caught between a "Prince" who is running for his life and a "Monster" who has finally come home to claim his bride. "Ishq kalank hai, aashiq kalank hai... aur ab, barbaadi hi is mohabbat ka shagun hai." (lover is a stain... and now, ruin is the sacred omen of this love)

" My tongue is enough to make your legs shiver Mrs Ranawat ! " --- Ansh Singh Ranawat Shiv shakti coded 🦢 heyo royals ~ your author is back here 💖🫰🏻😭 as you know the previous you guys had read " Forced Wife " got deleted by Wattpad due to some scenes and characters matched with another book so I changed many things in this one even the name / CHRACTER'S / book theme...those who don't read my that one it's best for them and those who read so babies please adjust for your author and give the same love to this one too I'm sure it'll be worth your time as it's better then that one !!! note ~ - The book contains some harassed words and sexual assault so watch at your own risk - The book is an updated version of my recently book - tropes 🦋~ Mafia king × heart surgeon business tycoon × smuggler × killer CEO × doctor psychopath × gangster dark romance × royal romance × soft romance happy × sad haters to lovers women in revenge × villain Forced marriage × arrange marriage innocence × agression ego × lions × panther - Book story is mine only...ask before reposting - must follow my Instagram @royal_writes._ link in bio too for book updates - book is mutli couple coded 🦢 - book contains Hindi dialogue with English translation #1 book of royal series ~ - follow my Wattpad and do vote / comment on each chapter 😭😭🫰🏻 - let's go royals ~ 🦢💖🦋🐾🕊️🫰🏻 starting date - 15 / dec / 2024 your author Ashu ~

"So, you think you can keep up with me?" "No," he whispered, eyes locked on hers. "I don't want to keep up. I want to rise with you." She is his Moonlight. He is her Sunshine. Vardhan Malhotra, who has never met anyone capable of making him feel weak in the knees, confident yet cautious in his world of business and power, meets Anvika Shrivastava in a bustling university corridor, rushing with papers and determination, completely unaware of the world watching her every move. Anvika Shrivastava, an ambitious, intelligent, and radiant young woman-outgoing with people she knows, introverted with strangers, and entirely focused on achieving her dreams as a research scientist. Before they even realized it, they had become each other's world... yet a quiet storm waits on the horizon. Two souls, one love... can they survive the storms of fate?

He was born into power. Groomed for control. Raised on a lie that taught him love is something you take, not something you earn. Veer Pratap Singh is the future of Indian politics, ruthless, untouchable, and dangerously obsessed the moment he sees Bollywood's brightest star, Kiara Kapoor. She doesn't fall for power. She doesn't bend for influence. And she certainly doesn't belong to him. But in a world where image is everything and scandal is a weapon, one leaked moment is enough to bind their names together, and force them into a public relationship neither of them asked for. He wants her. She refuses him. And the system decides they belong together anyway. What begins as a political arrangement slowly turns into a battlefield of ego, emotion, and buried trauma, where obsession feels like love, resistance feels like war, and every step closer risks destroying them both. Because Veer was never taught how to love. And Kiara was never meant to survive him.

"the day i married you all my bad days started" he shouted at her. While she controled her tears not to show him how much hurt she was.. To know more please do read and let me know your opinions. Innocent female × dominant male.