Jiya Tripathi came to attend her cousin's wedding but in a twist of events, she became the bride. Now trapped with a grumpy zamindar and his unpredictable family, will she fall in love or convince him to leave her? ◖Age Gap ◖Desi Erotica ◖Soft Romance ◖Slow Burn Romance ◖Forced Marriage ◖Suspense

"She was the thorn fate shoved into his ruthless path... and now, the beast bows only to her." King Indrajeet Singh Rajput-the most feared name in all of Rajputana. At just 26, he's conquered more than half the desert kingdoms, his sword soaked in the blood of kings who dared look him in the eye. He has no heart, no mercy, and certainly no time for love. Until one hunt changes everything. A wounded Indrajeet stumbles into the quiet forest hut of Aarya Sahariya, a tribal healer with a sharp tongue and a soul made of sunshine. She's not royalty. She's not afraid. And she couldn't care less who he is. "Zakhm toh aapko sirf talwar se nahi, tevar se bhi milega, Maharaj." ("Your wounds come not just from swords, but from your ego too, Your Majesty.") For the first time, the Beast bleeds... and feels. When Aarya refuses his proposal, Indrajeet does what he does best-he takes. A royal wedding. A stolen bride. A war of fire and silk begins. But Aarya isn't just a girl from the forest. She has dreams-to become a doctor, to heal, to rise. In a palace where love is a weapon, and her own mother-in-law wants her erased, Aarya must fight for her identity, her education, and her heart. As desire turns into obsession, and enemies turn into soulmates, Indrajeet finds himself whispering, "Jo meri rani ko haath lagayega, uski dharti mein aag laga dunga." ("Whoever lays a hand on my queen, I'll burn their land to ashes.") Vote.Comment.Follow.♥️

⭐ FEATURED ON OFFICIAL WATTPAD PROFILES ⭐ It is said, "Everything is fair in love and war", but falling in love amidst animosity is exotic, painful but indeed selfless. ❤❤❤ Love is an emotion just like hate. This is a journey of turmoil between love and hate, a turmoil between ethics and responsibilities! Aparajita Singh Rathore, the Queen of Vijaygarh falls in love with Veerbhadra Singh Rajput, the Prince of Shivgarh but little did she know that he is playing with her emotions, her innocence and her soul. This is the journey of true love, betrayal and redemption! ❤❤❤ Anyone can fall in love with a perfect individual indeed. However, true love is not about loving the perfections, it is about accepting the imperfections and realizing the worth of innocence. Betrayal is never acceptable unless and until redemption is achieved! ❤❤❤ Let us begin the journey of Aparajita and Veerbhadra to find out how would the virtuous queen react to the betrayal. Let us see if Veerbhadra will realize his mistake and tread upon the path of redemption. Both the kingdoms have animosity towards each other since ages. Let's see what will happen to the future of these kingdoms! ❤❤❤ ⭐Featured in the reading list, 'KINGS, COURTSHIPS AND EMPIRES', of the Official @HistoricalFiction profile of Wattpad on 9th March, 2021⭐ ⭐Featured in the reading list, 'ANCIENT LOVE', of the Official @WattpadHistoricalRomance profile on 25th March, 2021⭐ Love you all 💜 Disclaimer: All the pictures used in the story belong to rightful owners and I have taken them from Google or Pinterest.

"𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕨𝕟𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 , 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖" ----------------------------------------------------------------- "Neither she loves you nor she belongs to you" her ex fiancee shouted in anger. He stood up from his king-like chair and walked towards him in a casual demeanor...."But she moans my name pretty loudly at night!" He hissed near his ear in a devilish smirk!!!! "Why are you doing this Kabir...you are playing with her , you don't , in fact you can't love anyone" he said being heartbroken by his previous statement. Tck...tck ...tck....he laughed like a devil and said..." You are right I don't love her in fact I don't love anyone...but that has nothing to do with me having her in my bed , under me ,at my mercy and you know the best part , you my dear baby brother can't do anything about it!!! Follow this journey of madness and possessiveness !!!! Highest rank🥇 #1 in Wattpad #1 in maturethemes

"Untie your lehenga," he said. "Huh?" I blinked, pretending I hadn't heard. Or maybe hoping I hadn't. "I said..." His gaze slid over me, heavier than touch, "untie the string of your lehenga." "And?" I asked, trying to match his tone. I hated how breathless I sounded. "And..." He whispered, "Insert your fingers down there. Then lick it slowly. Show me if your little jungle medicine works. Maybe I'll join you later." My hands froze. What? My eyes snapped to his. He was watching me-like a hawk that had already stripped away every feather I'd used to hide. He knows. He knows. 𝗛𝗲 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝘀. ❖ She was never meant to be his bride. 𝗦𝗵𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘆𝗮 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲 was the jewel of Rajgarh - a woman born of fire, trained in every royal art, even the forgotten ones whispered in hushed tones by dancing courtesans. He was meant to destroy her. 𝗥𝘂𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗿𝗮𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵, the ruthless crown prince of Devgarh, didn't want love. He wanted vengeance. She was the sister of the man who broke his own sister's heart. And so he took her. As a bride. As a weapon. As a wound. But what he didn't see coming... was the ache she awakened in him. The way her silence burned deeper than screams. The way her defiance tasted of poison and honey. Now the war is no longer on the battlefield. What happens when the enemy begins to crave her? This isn't a love story. It's a slow-burning fire. And a marriage soaked in secrets, storms, and stolen breaths. "She will break... the day I stop touching her with hate." And when he finally touches her with something else- Will she still be his enemy?

"Humpe vishvaas karti hai aap?" He asked, his voice deep, touched with something possessive, something intimate. (Do you trust me?) His fingers found the lace at her back, toying with it slowly. His eyes never left hers-watchful, patient. It wasn't just about trust. It was a question laced with heat, with meaning. There was a pause. Not of doubt, but of weight. Then her lips curved in a quiet smile, soft as a petal opening to dawn. "Khudse bhi adhik." (More than myself.) That was all he needed. He lifted her without a word-her giggle light, her bangles chiming. Her ghagra fluttered as he carried her inside. The bed waited, simple and quiet. He laid her down like a prayer, eyes never leaving hers. Their lips met-slow, aching. Her fingers undressed him. Clothes fell. Skin met skin. Under the sheet, he moved with her-gentle, deep, worshipful. She gasped, clung to him, whispered his name. One rhythm. One afternoon. One unspoken truth.

Book 2- VV Royals Series (Can be read as standalone) . Mriganayani was raised to be the perfect princess of the Mahindra Dynasty, silent, obedient, destined for a marriage chosen by the throne. In a kingdom where royal women exist only to secure alliances and bear heirs, she secretly longs for more. More freedom. More choice. More power than her fate was ever willing to offer. But the night of her initiation changes everything. Good girl Mriganayani, who followed every rule her entire life, breaks the most sacred one when she chooses him-Vadya, the captured enemy warrior feared across kingdoms. A man who has never bowed to a king, a queen, or a blade. Yet for the princess who meets his gaze with trembling courage, he would kneel. He would shatter. He would worship. A forbidden romance. A story of power and vengeance. A journey of a young woman discovering the fire she was never meant to hold.

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?

Book 1- VV Royals Series (Can be read as standalone) Gayatri is the only virgin of the Tridhara Palace's Royal Vaishyalay. She is a dedicated devotee of the enigmatic god Nivarth, the god who has taken birth as the prince of Tridhara Palace. Gayatri's life takes a dramatic turn when she catches the god's attention. What happens when the very deity she worships begins to defile her? Destined for a purpose greater than she can comprehend, Gayatri may hold the key to salvaging Nivarth, the god of winter, from himself. Will the god's dangerous allure consume her, or will her love change the mischievous god's ways?

ATTENTION LOVES ! Major changes made from chapters 31-39 and chapters 45-47 Check them out ! Shivanya's life took it's first turn towards adventure when she saw Rudraksh Rana at her father's Rajya Sabha. Though she had no idea who he really was, his aura allured her towards the darkness he seemed to hold within himself. She was enthralled the moment her eyes landed on him and for days she tried to rid herself of his haunting yet beautiful thoughts. Little did she know that there was a moment awaiting her. A moment where his russet brown eyes would become a big part of her life. Little did she know that she would find home in that darkness he held within himself. This is the story of Shivanya Katyayani Kedar, A Queen who was Mahadev's devotee. A Queen who became Rudraksh Rani. India was divided into Aryavarta, The North and Deccan, The South. The country was still bounded by the shackles of colonialism and conquerors. Shivanya is the daughter and heir to the King of Werewolves of Aryavarta. King Kedar led Neelkanth Pack based in Southern Kashmir. Shivanya is a fierce fighter, a warrior, a woman with immeasurable beauty and commendable strength.... How will she overcome the dark dangers, the rule of Sultans, Audacity of Gritaans and immense hate for her soulmate ? How will she face the shadows slithering in the dark woods ? How will she become one with the one she so recklessly loved ? A magic potion - Ingredient list. 1. Romance. 2. Historical fiction. 3. Werewolf, Fantasy. Except for India, everything is fictional. I do not own the cover. It's a movie poster I liked. Badges - #3 in Desi.