"Ek lootere se vivaah?" she scoffed, fire in her eyes. "Kabhi nahi! Hum aapki patni nahi... aapki mrityu ka kaaran banenge. Aur yeh humara pran hai." - she spat, her rage hotter than the steel sheathed at her waist. He just smiled. Dark. Dangerous. Unfazed. "Aaj humara vivah hai... aur dulhan toh aap zaroor banegi. Chahe prem se ya.... zabardasti se." - his breath a sinful whisper, grazing her lips like a promise carved in fire. ╰⊱⋅ ──────── ⋅⊰╯ Aparajita - the Princess of Sangamgarh, raised to rule, not to surrender. Veerath - the infamous Bandit King, feared across kingdoms, untamed and unstoppable. They weren't meant to cross paths. But fate doesn't ask for permission. She vowed to destroy him. He vowed to own her. Love was never the plan. But desire? It's the most dangerous rebellion of all. ╰⊱⋅ ──────── ⋅⊰╯ TROPES • Historical Romance • Enemies to Lovers • Age Gap • Princess × Bandit • Grumpy × Grumpy • Forced Proximity • Forced Marriage • Forbidden Love ╰⊱⋅ ──────── ⋅⊰╯ Aparajita: The Bandit's Desire 𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝟭 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙍𝙏 𝙏𝙧𝙞𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙮 Let the rebellion begin...

Updates are available Monday to Friday at 11:15 am. This is the tale of Princess Maithili, who put her entire life at stake when she agreed to marry the crown prince of the rival kingdom, unaware of the secrets the future held for her. As the darkness of the past crawls towards her, will she be able to cross that fog of darkness or will she be another victim of it? Let's uncover the journey of Maithili - Royal Vows, Rival thrones together... This story includes mature and sensitive topics that might be triggering to some. Considering it is my original work, I hope the readers will like it. This is the first book of the series - Vows and Rivalries Start - 10 August 2025 End - Ongoing

Never in my life I imagined my whole twenty three years of my life changing with the single "yes" from HIM. I never wanted him to say yes! Hell, I never expected my father to propose for my marriage in the first place, with him.. that too in-front of the whole kingdom... to the King The RATANVEER CHAUHAN. And i have no clue why such a great king and the ruler wants to marry me, I never really knew him. I know nothing about him except his name. Probably it's the same with him, there is no way he could have heard of me let alone hate or.. love! Then Why ME??? And this is my story, the story of the Princess Sanyukta who was pushed into the loveless marriage by her own family. Her journey to unknown empire, his kingdom. Let's learn the difficulties she faced, joy that she enjoyed, Pride that she became and how her life turned upside down along with the people of "their kingdom" through her journey, the never ending saga of wisdom, charisma and love. This book is purely and totally fictional. No bias towards any religion or personality! If you want to dive into my magical world of love and war, peep in ❤️ PS: The pictures are taken from Pinterest and credits will be given to the concerned creator 🙌 And people while commenting please use English yaar🙏🏼😇

"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?

He was my love, but I was just his path towards the crown which he never owned. When my parents warned me he was a terrorist, I laughed. I didn't believe them. Not until he robbed his own love and left her to die in tiny deaths, moment by moment. We weren't just a few years apart in age, but miles apart in our thoughts as well. Our origins were different, our upbringings were different, we lived in different directions of the world, and yet I never let any of these cause a crack between us, until he decided to build one. REVENGE. His revenge. I was born with the title of Princess, and he was forced to become a knight. He was ready to destroy both of us in the flames of his revenge, lapping around our relationship's newly dug grave. And yet, I stood there firm, unshakable, unbreakable, indestructible, ready to see what his extent was. Because no matter what, at the edge where he ends... I begin. Our marriage didn't only gave a new direction to our relation, but it also sparked an unspoken hunger in him. I don't know why I was getting punished for something I never did. Not only did I betray the promise to my parents, but I also betrayed my every boundary for him. My love for him turned to my dedication when he gave me the only reason to hate him. He put his blade on the neck of the only one I loved the most. So, I put my blade on him, slicing off all the threads of our never budding relationship. He wanted to win it all for the Crown. So, I destroyed it all for the Blood. It was the battle of Blood vs Crown. And the winner was yet to be announced.