"Ahhh, leave me...I am sorry...please" A girl was begging and dragging by a very muscular man, was crying but the man was very deaf to hear her pleadings. He brought her to his room and threw her on the bed. He threw her ghungroo on the floor. "You want to dance, right? Then dance as much as you want but only in front of me, but next time you won't dance outside to this room, this is not your fucking brothel and you're just my prostitute so you are here only to entertain me." ************ "You wanted to become my wife, right? So, let's make you mine...." In a very dark room a girl was whimpering in a corner. She was too scared to look up but the man who was in front of her was not in the mood to show mercy on her. ************ "I can't marry you...and you can't force me to-" Before she could complete her sentence a very rough lips met to hers and shut her up. "You have to become my wife, Dhani! Because you caught my attention, beautiful" ************** The Sherawat brothers, the very powerful men in the business world and the black world. They belong to a very royal and famous family. This family has some strict rules which are followed by each and every family member. But are the new members able to follow their rules or not? 𝘿𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙧:- 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮.

"𝒕𝒖𝒋𝒉𝒆 𝒚𝒂𝒂𝒅 𝒌𝒂𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝑨𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒊 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒉" "YOU CANNOT KNEEL BEFORE ANYONE, YASHWANT SINGH RAWAT!" Mayukta Singh Rawat's voice echoed through the hall, sharp enough to cut through the stunned silence that had settled over the crowd. Her furious gaze was fixed on the man before her. Yashwant. The prince remained on one knee, utterly unmoved by his grandmother's outburst. Not once did he turn his head toward her. His eyes never left the woman standing in front of him. The entire gathering stared in disbelief. A king was never meant to kneel before anyone.Yet here he was,on his knees,for her. "Bataiye, Noor..." His voice was calm, unwavering, carrying only sincerity. "Kya aap humse shaadi karengi? Kya humein yeh mauka dengi ki hum aapke ardhang ban sakein?" A collective gasp rippled through the room. Noor Tripathi stood frozen, her fingers clutching the fabric of her lehenga so tightly that her knuckles had turned pale. Her heartbeat thundered in her ears as she looked at the prince kneeling before her. "Yashwant, yeh kaisi pagalpan ki baatein kar rahe hain aap?" one of his relatives exclaimed in shock. "she is a commoner,you can not marry her ." But Yashwant didn't spare them a single glance. The world around him ceased to exist.There was only Noor,slowly, he extended his hand toward her. "Noor..." His voice softened. "Sirf tab, jab aapki marzi ho. Agar aap mana karna chahein... toh bina kisi jhijhak ke kar sakti hain. Main aapke faisle ki izzat karunga." Noor swallowed hard, hearing him when almost instinctively, her eyes searched for her father. He stood a few steps away, watching silently.For a brief moment, father and daughter looked at each other. Then, with the faintest smile, he gave her a gentle nod.Tears threatened to gather in Noor's eyes. She looked back at Yashwant, whose hand still waited patiently for hers,Her lips parted,Barely above a whisper,

#1 book from 'vows written in blood' series ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: Their worlds were different, but their hearts learned the same language. :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧

Doctor's Little Ardhangini A story set in 90's with that innocent heart The Age's are a little unacceptable in today's time, but in 90's they were normal, so think of it like that only Meera Garg - A 16 year old girl, who lost her parents in an accident and this left a big wound on her. Aryan Goyal - A 20 years old boy, who is currently studying for getting admission in MBBS abroad ( london ). So, what will happen when these two will cross paths. Stay tuned to know about it.

𝗔 𝘄𝗲𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗼𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗺 𝗿𝘂𝗻𝘀 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆... 💔 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝘂𝗽 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗜𝗣𝗦 𝗼𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗱👀✨ 𝗧𝘄𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝘀. 𝗢𝗻𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗴𝗲. 💍 𝗔 𝟵𝟬'𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘃𝗼𝘄𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄𝘀...👀💌