In a twist of fate, a brilliant 21st-century girl awakens in the body of a mysterious ancient princess.📜.. Thrust into a world of silk, swords⚔️, and secrets, she meets a prince whose eyes hold both danger and destiny. As forbidden love blooms across centuries, the clock 🕕begins to tick on a curse older than time itself. Can love defy the chains of fate and bridges between worlds? Or will time steal away the only heart that ever felt like home?💗

He doesn't believe in God. She doesn't believe in love. But fate didn't ask for their permission. Ruthless. Feared. Obsessively in control-Rudra Singh Rathora never planned to marry. But when duty calls, he makes the ultimate sacrifice: a marriage of convenience to the innocent sister of his most loyal man. Dhanvi was never supposed to end up in a royal palace-let alone as the bride of a man who stares at her like she's prey and speaks like he's carved from stone. Cold. Distant. Dangerous. But something dark is stirring beneath the marble floors and ancestral curses. A forgotten palace. A whispered prophecy. And a voice that calls her from the shadows: "My Rani sa... my darkest desires await your return." As Dhanvi is pulled deeper into a world of rituals, secrets, and power-Rudra finds himself spiraling. Because the one thing he swore he'd never need is the only thing he can't let go of. In a kingdom where love is a weakness and loyalty is a weapon... Can a girl with trembling hands tame a man with fire in his veins? #DarkRoyalRomance #ArrangedMarriage #IndianRomance #PossessiveHero #WattpadReads #RudraAndDhanvi #CursedPalace #EnemiesToObsession #ForbiddenDesire #WattpadIndia

The portrait should have been nothing more than paint on fading canvas- Yet the moment the students stepped into the museum hall, the air shifted. It felt as if the walls remembered things -Prisha felt it first. Prisha Mehta-quiet, observant, orphaned-stood apart from her class, fingers grazing the railing as her eyes fixed on the newly unearthed painting. Princess Shivanya Maheshwari. The artist had painted her like a prayer. Long kohl-lined eyes. Dusky skin glowing beneath jewels. A soft mouth curved with grace. But beneath all the beauty, something felt terribly wrong. Prisha's heartbeat stilled. Because the princess didn't just resemble her. She looked exactly like her.The same eyes. The same bone structure. The same face. Her professor spoke somewhere behind her, recounting how Shivanya's kingdom fell to war centuries ago. How she died young, slain by the ruthless Prince Prithviraj Kshatriya-heir of the rival throne. That night, sleep refused to come. Something inside her whispered- Go back. She shouldn't have. She shouldn't have snuck past the locked museum doors, shouldn't have wandered alone through marble corridors lit only by thunder. But curiosity-dangerous, consuming-pulled her in. Thunder cracked above, rattling the walls.Prisha's breath hitched. And then-even before she could scream-the ground split open beneath her. The museum vanished. With a violent gasp, she clawed her way to the surface. Gone was the museum. Gone was the girl she had been. She staggered to her feet-drenched, trembling- maroon silk clinging to her body, gold heavy around her throat and wrists. She wasn't wearing her own clothes anymore.She was wearing the princess's. Prisha-no, Shivanya-stood in a storm-drenched forest. The only way back to her time was through the portrait. But to reach it...she would have to survive the kingdom that killed her once- -and the prince who was never meant to fall in love with her.

A Rebirth Love Story. Setting- 1870s Ancient India (when Britishers ruled upon India) Inaaya Sharma a 21 years old fresher who passion is only two things first, becoming a Archeologist and second, traveling off to new places all over the world. Whether it'd be an old temple or even an abondoned mansion. Fresh out of college she wanted to wander to new places and that's when she came across an abondoned mansion in Udaipur where Britishers used to live when India was under them. She wanted to explore that place for her fun but what she didn't know is that her destiny is completely going to change in that mansion and someone is waiting for her in other dimension or should I say from her past life. "Whose mansion is this, so big but so beautiful. I wish I could live in this kind of palace." God listened to her and her destiny changed. She found herself in the year 1870 when Britishers were the rulers. When she was trying to understand what was happening with her, she found herself in another dangerous situation because now a very cruel and ruthless Colonel Head Officer claimed to love her and wanted to marry her. ************************************** 🌸 "Henry Machester" 🔥 "yes, my love" 🌸 "wait, what? my love?" 🔥 "Yes, my love, my darling, my wife, my Inaaya Henry Machester." 🌸 "wait a second, when did I became your wife?" 🔥 "the moment my eyes fell on you, you were mine.So don't you even think of leaving your husband.Your husband is a very possessive man, he doesn't want his wife to look at any other man.So don't talk to any man other than me or I will give him slow but painful death in front of you and you don't want that, right?" 🌸 (inner thought) "god where have you sent me, why are you giving this punishment to me. Now how do I go back to my time and get rid of this delulu man." 🌸 "But we are not even married? How are you my husband?" 🔥 "We will, my love."

"MANTRA NAHI RUKNE CHAHIYE PANDIT." His voice roared across the hall. And just like that, the crowd forgot everything...except fear. Eyes dropped, breaths slowed....no one dared exist too loudly. (The mantras should not stop, no matter what, Pandit) HE circled around HER slowly, like a predator that had already claimed his PREY. And then... He turned. And seated himself like a KING on his throne. ON THE SEAT MEANT FOR THE GROOM. __________________________________ "Tumhare jism ka gunaah toh phir bhi mita diya jaa sakta tha... lekin yeh dil.... iss naacheez ne yeh sochne ki himmat kaise kar li ki yeh humari jaan ke naam se dhadkega?" ( "The sin of your body could still have been washed away... but this heart.... how did this wretched thing dare to think it could beat in the name of my Jaan?") AND JUST LIKE THAT HE PLUNGED HIS THICK FINGERS IN AND RIPPED THE MAN'S HEART OUT OF HIS CHEST AND CRUSHED IT RIGHT UNDER HIS FEET, Best Rankings #1 in historicalfiction #1 in historicalromance #1 in poetic #6 in king #1 in crowned prince

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?

The book will be available until 23rd August. After that, it will only be available on Stck in the paid version. "I can't believe you forgot to schedule that meeting, Raj!" he shouted into the phone, his voice cutting through the peaceful atmosphere. "This is the second time! If you can't handle your job, maybe I should find someone who can!" His words were harsh, each syllable dripped with irritation. His personal assistant stammered an apology, but Aarav was too enraged to listen. "You're fir-" he began, ready to fire him, but then the soft chime of Siya's payal reached his ears, cutting through his anger. It was a gentle sound, unlike the chaos of his work life, and it drew his attention away from the call. *************************************** Aarav Singh Rathore is a powerful 28-year-old CEO and ruler of Rajasthan. Known for being cold, rude, and quick to anger, Aarav is feared by everyone around him. He controls everything in his world, always protecting his family and making sure no one dares to disobey him. Siya Rajput is a sweet and caring 21-year-old who studies English Literature. Despite losing her parents and being treated poorly by her uncle and aunt, Siya stays positive and kind. However, she sometimes feels overwhelmed by her emotions, especially anger. When Aarav and Siya's worlds come together, will Aarav's cold heart soften? Or will Siya's gentle nature be tested by the challenges she faces?

Vashista , a 21 year old who finished 12th class, since then she is restricted to home and responsibilities. A very warm kind hearted woman. Devaraj, a 27 year old man who works in fileds and lives on his own as he doesn't have parents but a very stoic and cold hearted person but beneath all that he craves for love and affection. When Vashista and Devaraj gets married will they find love and be happy? Will vashista manage to make her way into Devaraj's heart? Will love ever bloom in their lifes? Dive into to know more!

#16 in desperate out of 3.1 k stories A boy never meant to even let air get his attention for nothing in return, was ready to give his all attenstion to her. She was the puzzle he never thought would be able to solve yet she was in his arm, in his mind and now in his breaths too. Vidhaan Singh Rathore, the name covered with his position as the King of Rajasthan, was deep down something else, something dark and something that we have Idea about. He was untouched with the thing love, for him his family is everything. He never know how to explain love in words or care until he found her. Him- Girl calm down, take deep breath it won't hurt. Siya- Vidh.. vidh.. siya... siya... gandi.... nhi... {Vidh.. vidh.. siya.. siya.. Not bad?] [she asked him in hope as if asking for something far away from this galaxy] Him- No siya is angle, and who hurt angle has to face devil too." Siya, unknown from records, abandond or sold by her parents after her birth too some mans. Those mans used her for there experiments and locked that angle in pain for atleast 18 years but one day sky itself start burning for her suffer and something unexpected happen. Here we go let's see how our devil like Rana sa will manage his only sunshine siya. Age gap Devil x angle She is innocent as heaven x he is ruthless as hell. She didn't know words x He will teach her Dark romance Broken soul x heartless man Mature contents Harassment scenes include's too. Mafia lead x medical puppet girl All rights are reserved © No copying were allowed in any way All and everything were writters own spirit so don't broke it. Love you Lavanyavan, Your loving author Lava~

Volume ll of Historical series. People believed, the Queen betrayed the king. They were infuriated, and wanted to punish her. Hence, she was given life imprisonment. Until, the king, everyone thought was died, came back and sat on his throne. Not everyone was happy by his presence. He got the hold of Pratapgarh, once again and decided to make his kingdom prosperous like before. King Abhiraj was well aware of the betrayal he faced by his most love woman. He ordered to bring her back in front of him. She deserved to be punished due to several allegations on her. He asked his subjects for a ten-day reprieve. He had many questions to ask from her, many truths to know. Was their love that weak? Did he not love her enough? Did he not deserve to be loved by anyone? This time, hatred was on its peak. Misunderstanding had taken root between the two of them. Who betrayed whom? Every question was waiting for an answer. Everyone was stunned when one by one the enemies removed their false masks. Conclusion was only destruction. Their love was unwritten, unknown and never-trusted by many. Embers of unwritten love. ..... Volume 2 royal series. Volume 1- Bride of crowned prince. This book is not standalone.