𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟕 × 𝟐𝟖 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: # 𝟐 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 Four years. Ask Zahir Pratap Ravalyan how many days, how many minutes, how many seconds those years hold. Ask me why, despite having everything -power, name, and the throne -I was never content. I was born to rule. Trained to conquer. Disciplined to reign. But now, all I want is to tear away the veil hiding the stranger who wears my wife's face. Because she looks like her. She breathes like her. Yet she is not my wife. Then tell me- Who is she?

𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟏 × 𝟐3 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: #𝟏 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 She saw him more than once. And every time, her heart betrayed her; racing, stumbling, fluttering like a caged butterfly chasing a memory. Her breath shortened, her chest tightened, and still, she said nothing. Because it wasn't her place. Because she was never meant to be seen. Until she was. Until the day she stood before him, not as a stranger in the crowd, but as his bride. The wrong bride. He had seen her before. Once in passing, her eyes barely a flicker in his peripheral vision, dismissed for a prettier pair. The second time, he saw her through a vow sealed in blood and duty. And rage erupted. Exacting. Demanding. She wasn't supposed to wear that dress. She wasn't supposed to carry his name. But now that she does... There's no turning back.

𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐕 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐑𝐀 × 𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐜𝐞𝐨 × 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝕮𝖆𝖓 𝖇𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖆𝖘 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖊..... ══ ❀•°❀°•❀ ══ Riya... Just riya. No surname... She left that behind for good. For the past three years, she had been his personal assistant. Efficient, smart, and unfailingly reliable. From not even knowing how to work a coffee machine to anticipating what Aarav wanted before he even asked, she had grown so much. To most people, she seemed simply reserved, maybe even distant. But there was a heaviness in her eyes, an unspoken story she carried in silence, waiting for the moment it could no longer stay hidden. --- Aarav Malhotra... a man people didn't argue with. CEO and director of his father's legacy, he ran his office like a battlefield. Mistakes weren't forgiven. Mediocrity wasn't tolerated. He was sharp, cold, and precise, a presence that demanded attention. Yet behind the suit and the stern expressions, there was another side to him. Around family, his walls came down. The sharp edges softened. He became gentle and caring. To most, he was unapproachable. But to the few he allowed close, he was everything he seemed not to be. --- What happens when aarav asks Riya's hand in marriage for convenience? Would their story only be limited to convenience? Or will the two lives bloom into something beautiful? --- Age gap (6 years) Arranged marriage Trauma healing Slow burn --- #2 in india (29.04.2026 and more)

Behind the flashing lights of a New York nightclub, she hides her face... and her pain. Elle, known only as The Masked Dancer, performs not for fame, but for survival. Haunted by a dark past and terrified of any man's touch, she swore never to let anyone close again. When loneliness drives her to seek motherhood through a fertility clinic, she believes she's finally taking control of her life. But fate plays a cruel trick. A medical mix-up links her womb to a billionaire's DNA. Lucas Dimitri, the cold yet charming hotel C. E.O, donates sperm as a favor to a friend - never imagining that a clerical error would make him the father of two beautiful twin girls, Maya and Dorcas. When he meets them by chance, a mysterious bond pulls him toward them... and toward the woman who hides behind the mask. As secrets unfold and past wounds resurface, Elle and Lucas are forced to face the truth - that sometimes destiny chooses its own path, no matter how forbidden or unexpected. Love was never part of the plan. But neither was the miracle that bound them together.

𝔅𝔯𝔬𝔨𝔢𝔫 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 #2 𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒 ═════ ✥.❖.✥ ═════ Nitya Heer Tiwari had always been the strong one-the loyal friend, fierce and protective to her core. But when tragedy strikes, her life is shattered, leaving her a mere shell of who she used to be. Wracked with self-hatred and haunted by the past, she's lived in isolation, barely holding on. Now, an old threat resurfaces, threatening to destroy the last pieces of her fragile sanity. Desperate, she makes a choice she never imagined-striking a deal with the one man she vowed never to fall for. Aman Mehra. Flirtatious, charming, and irresistibly charismatic, he's the man everyone calls the "golden-retriever energy." But Nitya knows better. She's seen what lies beneath the surface, and she's sure she could never love someone like him. After all, the devil you know is better than the monster lurking in the shadows. Their agreement is simple: a marriage of convenience. He gets out of an unwanted engagement, and she gains his protection. But can a deal with the devil ever truly stay just business? A marriage of convenience. Or is it really? ═════ ✥.❖.✥ ═════ 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝐸𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ 🎀 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 🔞⚠️ This book contains mature content intended for readers aged 18 and above. Reader discretion is advised.

"Mommy, can Uncle Carl stay with us tonight for dinner?" Velma asked, giving me those cute puppy eyes of hers, I could hardly say no to. "And why is that?" I questioned sweetly. "Because I want to make him my daddy," she giggled. *** Alma got herself tangled in a one-night scandal orchestrated by her step-sister and had to secretly marry the Heir of the Harris multi-billionaire company, Carl Harrison, to cover up for her stepsister's crime. Three years later, Carl and Alma's step-sister reunited, and what did Alma get in return? A divorce file was thrown at her face. Not knowing Alma was pregnant with his child after humiliating and firing her from his workplace, rendering her completely helpless and almost losing her baby... Alma left the country for good. Four years later, Alma is back, to take over her family's business after being one of the powerful successors in the business industry. Alma and Carl crossed paths again, not only did Carl regret his past actions of years back of how he had treated his ex-wife, he started falling for her, and he soon realized she had a four-year-old daughter who looked just like him. WARNING: TRIGGING SCENES AHEAD!

Chitra, has always been the forgotten princess, neither the king nor the kingdom remembers her, probably as her mother was never a royal. Her life was never peaceful with all the royal drama in it and all she ever dreams is an escape from this palace and the love and respect she never got. Arjuna, king of a strong and powerful kingdom Abhiras. All he ever requires is power and prosperity of his kingdom and love? Such words doesn't exist in his life. But the kingdom requires a Queen and he requires a queen as powerful as him. With a greater love comes the strongest weakness. A story of true love of a forgotten princess and a valorous king, can their love withstand the palace politics? Can the princess prove herself to be righteous and a brave queen? ~•~ #2 in Historical Fiction ( 5-9-2020 ) #1 in India (15-8-2020) #1 in WattpadIndia (9-8-2020) #2 in husband ( 4-5-2020 ) #2 in Wife ( 13-6-2020 ) #3 in Indian ( 5-6-2020 )

[ COMPLETED ✔ ] Author : She is a cloud and he is thunder . If she is alone she is beautiful but if she is with him she will be more powerful . HE WANNA MARRY FOR REVENGE BUT ENDED UP MARRYING AN INNOCENT GIRL MISTAKENLY WHO IS NOT A PART OF HIS REVENGE . . Sriya is a sweet , simple 20yr old girl who is quite charming and enjoying her last day of her college ( graduation day ). She proudly received her certificate and the honour of being the topper. She felt so happy and sad at the same time that her family couldn't attend her graduation coz her younger sister's is playing basketball 🏀 and got selected for national team and today is her first match. She never thought things would go terrible to her. when she saw a group of man wearing black suit looking like bodyguards surrounded her with guns , they said : miss you gonna come with us . she was so astonished and shivers went through her spine ,when they came closer she was so scared and she fainted . when she woke up and saw she was locked in a darkroom and she started searching for the light she felt so odd , her body feels so heavy . she found the switch and turn on the lights . she saw the room is fully decorated with flowers , colourful curtains etc. where am I ? is there any function going on here ? why the room is so decorated ? she thought and then her gaze fall on the mirror .she was so shocked to see herself in the mirror. what ? why am I in this bridal costume ? she said to herself. Just then the door opened and a voice said "oh ..! so glad to see you awake My Sweetheart" . . . . . . So , guys this is a desi soft romance book with hot and cute romance . I hope you guys enjoy the story . ---❤️---

|STEAMY ROMANCE| 18+ "Oh, how bad I want to corrupt you, ruin you. But you're not ready for that." As much as I want her beneath me, writhing, begging me to stop. There is a time and a place for all that, which now is not the time nor place. A blush forms on her cheeks as she looks away. I put my finger under her chin and gently lift her face. "Look at me, my love. I want to see those beautiful cherry cheeks of yours." I love how responsive she is to me. Seeing her blush and shy away from me is one of my favorite things about her. "Stop, Ansel," she giggled. "You can't just say things like that and expect me to remain unfazed". I find it amusing that she is completely unaware of the power she has over me. God, if we didn't have to leave, I would've shown her what she does to me. "I'm not going to apologize, my love. You make me want to give you the world, yet corrupt that innocent aura you have. Let's go, darling, we are going to be late." I take her hand and guide her to the passenger side of the door, opening it, allowing her to climb into the car. Walking to the drivers' side, I get in making sure she is buckled, before buckling myself. Once I see her buckled, I start the car, putting my hand on her thigh. When Emory Miller attracts Ansel Dubois' attention, things are destined to happen.