Vansh Suryavanshi. Thirty years old. Chief Minister of Rajasthan. Six foot five, broad shoulders, sharp jawline shadowed with stubble. Dark spectacles framed in real gold rest on the bridge of his nose, hiding eyes that rarely show emotion. His voice never rises. His temper never shows. And his control... never breaks. Ministers lower their gaze when he walks into a room. Police officers obey before he even finishes speaking. Because in Vansh Suryavanshi's world, defiance has consequences. And he has never accepted the word no. The night he sees her, he asks for something simple. A private dance. 🌸 Rimjhim Rai. Twenty-five. A girl who has spent years surviving in a brothel after her own father sold her and her sister. A girl who has learned to endure humiliation, cruelty, and desperation. But one thing she never lost... Is the courage to refuse. So she looks the most powerful man in Rajasthan in the eye and says, "No." 🌸 For a moment the entire room goes silent. Vansh watches her carefully, as if studying something rare. Then he steps closer. Close enough that she can feel the quiet authority radiating from him. His hand comes up, not harsh, but firm enough to stop her from walking away. When he finally speaks, his voice is low, steady... almost calm. "Tumhe pata bhi hai tumne kisko mana kiya hai?" A faint, dangerous smile appears on his lips. "Duniya mein log mujhe haan kehne ke liye line lagate hain... aur tum ho jo mana kar rahi ho." He leans slightly closer, his voice dropping further. "Rimjhim Rai... tumhe shayad abhi samajh nahi aaya." A pause. "Main un aadmiyon mein se nahi hoon jo kisi cheez ko do baar maangte hain." His gaze sharpens behind the golden frames. "Aur jab Vansh Suryavanshi kisi cheez par nazar rakh leta hai..." Another pause. "Toh woh cheez kabhi uski pahunch se bahar nahi rehti." _____________ What will happen, when obsession will meet devotion? Warning ⚠️ Mature Content Ahead 🔞 #1 politicalp

Village story~1990s ꧁༺𝗔 𝘀𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗿 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝗱,𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗻𝗼 𝗯𝗶𝗴 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗮, 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀༻꧂ ❖ ── ✦ ──『✙』── ✦ ── ❖ It is a simple yet spicy story involves two souls with different opinions and demeanors. What happened when they got tied together in an arranged marriage by their parents. The girl is very shy and innocent one. And the boy seems to be preserved and has slight anger issues. It's a romantic story with smut🔞 and fluff also.... Fluff>>>>>>smut✨ NO TRANSLATION IN ENGLISH!! (Hindi dialogues are there!!)

[WEEKLY UPDATES] "𝑺𝒊𝒓𝒇 𝒂𝒂𝒑𝒌𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒚𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒊 𝒌𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊, 𝑷𝒚𝒂𝒂𝒓 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒂𝒑𝒔𝒆" ◈──────❖──────◈ 𝐕𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭. 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐲. 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫? 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞. ✧──⭒༻༺⭒──✧ A replaced groom trope book.

|| Multicouple book || Manvik Oberoi and Naira Ahuja first met each other in Mumbai, where they immediately recognized a profound connection between them. After a year of being in a relationship, Manvik was all ready to introduce her to his family. However, just after the night he proposed her and they became one, she unexpectedly left him without explanation. Years later, fate brought them together once more, but this time, their reunion included a small four-year-old girl Maira Ahuja. ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Ishank Oberoi and Sanaya Kapoor never liked each other since their high school days, where they were fierce academic rivals each striving to outdo the other. After high school they persued different career paths, with Sanaya achieving success as a top model and Ishank establishing himself as a surgeon. Despite their separate journeys their mutual hate remained same. Or perhaps it could be characterized as an enduring obsession. What will happen if their family will decide to tie them both in a sacred bond called marriage? ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Ahaan Oberoi and Pankti Sharma, knew each other since their diaper days, blooming a deep affection for each other called friendship. Both could never stay away from each other, and decided to always be together as friends. However, Pankti started catching feelings for Ahaan in their teens but never dared to confess because of Ahaan's playboy personality. After surpressing her feelings for many years, an incident occurred in her last year of post graduation. Being drunk and enjoying the last party of their department they made a mistake, they had a one night stand with each other, Resulting in a accidental pregnancy.

In the 18th century, Princess Siya Kumari of Mewar Face a swayamvar arranged by her father, knowing her choice was already made. Her longing for freedom contrasts with her royal duty. Meanwhile, in modern Mumbai, ruthless billionaire Ekansh Rathore dismisses emotions as weaknesses. His world collides with Siya's when she inexplicably time-travels to his era and faints in front of his car. Ekansh, intrigued by Siya despite his skepticism, helps her and begins investigating her mysterious background. Siya, disoriented by the modern world, is drawn to Ekansh's complexity, while he is captivated by her grace. Their interactions reveal a deep, unexpected connection that challenges their beliefs and emotional barriers. As their bond grows, they confront their pasts and insecurities. Facing personal demons and adapting to new realities, they find that their meeting might be more than coincidence. Their journey becomes a transformative exploration of love, healing, and a chance to reshape their destinies together. ********* Ekansh: "You know, Siya, I never believed in fate or love... not until you appeared in my life. You walked out of a different time, but it feels like you were meant to be here, in my world, with me." ................................ Author Note: ...................................................... Please first read 5 Chapters to Decide if you like or not🥲 ..................................................... feel free to comment

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 🌙 "They said tonight the moon grants wishes... I looked up - not in hope, but in ache. If there's a next life... Or another universe where time is kinder... I want him to be the one who runs after me - the way I run for him now. But I wouldn't let him ache the way he made me ache. I'd welcome him with the love I've always carried - through silence, through scars, through every night I cried without a sound. And as that wish left my lips, a single tear found its freedom."** - Iravya He was fire forged in steel- a warrior feared across continents, a blade loyal only to his crown... until her silence sliced deeper than any sword. She was softness wrapped in scars- a captive soul with a gaze too gentle for the cruelty of men, yet her heart burned with a love fierce enough to defy fate itself. They shared no language- but destiny spoke in stares, in wounds, in touch. This is not just a love story- It is vengeance dressed as fate. A thousand years couldn't silence it. A thousand lifetimes won't stop it.

[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....

*𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢.* Book 1 of ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs. A Royal Romance story. "Every curve of you is made to fit into my hands. My hands and my hands only." He lowered his mouth to her shoulder again, trailed moist lips to the nape of her neck. "Don't worry, My Angel," he whispered. "I'm made for your hands, too." ✧ Nikolai Ivanovich Petrov isn't just the youngest son of the Russian royal family-he's a mafia lord, a storm in human form. With the looks of a Greek God, he's a dangerous blend of beauty and power. His empire stretches across continents, built on fear, loyalty, and blood. Power is his addiction, and he's willing to do anything to claim it. To solidify his control, he needs one thing: a marriage. Not for love. Not for desire. But as a strategic weapon. And Radhika Bhardwaj, the naive daughter of a broken family, is the perfect pawn. Radhika was never meant for this world. A girl who once dreamed of freedom, now trapped in a marriage that serves nothing but Nikolai's ambitions. She didn't choose him. She didn't even get a say. Nikolai didn't care for her innocence or her life. For him, she was just another piece in his game. But in her, Nikolai sees something no one else has ever dared to show him: vulnerability, and a spark of light that might set fire to his world. Two worlds crash. Two souls collide. He doesn't care if she hates him. But he will own her anyway. "I hate you," she said. "I hate you too, baby," he replied. A man whose control over everything is absolute, can a single woman change the rules, or will she be crushed under his weight?

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--- 🌙 Isha: The Hidden Girl By Raipayal Isha is the kind of girl who slips through crowds unnoticed - quiet, soft-spoken, and always sitting in the corners of rooms she never truly belongs in. Hidden behind her smile is a storm of thoughts no one hears. Dressed in tradition and raised in silence, she's been taught that good girls don't speak too much, don't dream too loud, and never ask why. But Isha carries a secret - one that aches to be heard, one that could change everything. In a world that misunderstands silence, will Isha find her voice before it's too late? This is a story of unspoken pain, quiet strength, and a girl learning to be seen.