"Kill me or marry me." I said, lifting my chin, trying not to show any kind of fear in my tone. "You know that I can't kill you." He spoke after a good moment of silence. "Then marry me." I again said. I can't believe that I am doing this. I was literally convincing my biggest enemy to marry me at any cost. "And why would I marry you?" He asked in a sarcastic way. "Because you are responsible for my miserable state." I said. "So you want me to marry you out of compensation?" He asked. "Yes," I said, because I have to marry him. "You will regret it." He said it in a dangerous tone, and I gulped. "We will see." I challenged, and I felt him scoffing. "You will receive the invitation and the date of the wedding soon. Be ready for me to ruin the rest of your life." He said and walked out of the room. I kept standing there, gathering all the courage I have. ********* Maitreyi Kanwar, the forbidden princess of Rajgarh, seeking to take revenge for her family's death. She was a weak soul from her childhood, being a neglected daughter. But after losing everything in the war against Udaipur, she decides to be brave and take revenge on the prince of Udaipur. "I will show him what it feels like to lose one's whole family." ******** Pradhuman Singh Shekhawat, the prince of Udaipur, a dangerous soul in the mask of an innocent man. He hated one thing in his whole life, Rajgarh. Now that he killed both the princes of Rajgarh, he felt relieved. But suddenly the princess, who was hidden from the whole world, called him and asked him to marry her. "She herself asked for her life to be messed up, and I will surely fulfil her wish." The biggest irony? Her name is Maitreyi, which means friendship, and her intentions are completely opposite. But it wasn't like that from the beginning. BOOK #2 IN THE HISTORICAL SERIES, CAN BE READ SEPARATELY.

[PARTITION ROMANCE] 18+ She is a mute. He is a politician. And 1947 is burning around them. After surviving a brutal assault and losing her only family, Vrishty, a voiceless Hindu girl, is left alone in a town tearing itself apart. Hunted by the man who first claimed her, she hides in silence, until Meer, an emerging Muslim politician, becomes the only barrier between her and the chaos outside. Bound by guilt and an unexpected pull, Meer begins to realise his vicinity with the girl. But the nation which divided amongst the communal hate, will it be able to save these burning interfaith hearts, alive? __________________________ "In Islam" he continued quietly. "You cannot marry unless both agree... and unless both are Muslim" His expression twisted, a deep aching conflict. I shook my head, looking at him. As if almost pleading him. Noo...please....