Ranvijay Pratap Singh Rathore ....A 26 yr old from one of the most powerful royal family of Rajputs...though the country got independence and monarchy ended...but Rathore family still enjoys power and respect among the people of the states their ancestors ruled. Politically strong Rathores have their way with everything they want 20 yr old Ananya lives in every moment...she enjoys small things...she has a small dream to study and get a good job and travel the world....her best friend is the Rajput princess Raksha But Anaya's life takes a turn when Ranvijay sets his eyes on 20 yr old free spirited Anaya....making her life hell

---▪︎ A Wattpad featured story ▪︎--- What if you run away from one wedding only to get entangled in another-with a complete stranger? *** Doing things without thinking twice is Eve Kavinsky's second nature, just like that one time she nearly burst the science lab with explosive chemicals. But hold on, that's not the worst of it. The story of her life begins in the form of a runaway bride and chasing goons. Add in taking hasty vows and 'accidentally' getting married to a stranger while trying to escape the said goons. Remember how they say 'Stranger Danger'? It isn't until Eve signs an agreement of maintaining a marriage facade for a year to both of their advantages, with her accidental husband slash supposed stranger, does she realize the man she married isn't stranger but all danger. There's something about the criminal lawyer, Axel Hernandez, that is full of lethal calm and burning vengeance. The more she knows about him, the more he confuses her. Yet, somehow Eve's atoms connects with Axel's atoms just about right and they create explosive chemistry. Not just romantic ones, but also dangerous ones. And who knows, Eve might be hiding secrets of her own. Dark, twisted secrets.

Excuse me!? .. What? Marriage? What marriage are you talking about?" I shouted. Shreya, you are being called. You start in exactly 1.5 minutes. Hurry up!" shouted Rahul, my colleague. Without thinking I started running out of my room and like a klutz I am, was about to fall down when a strong pair of arms caught me. He helped me stand properly. "Aree you all right?" He asked. " Yes" I replied promptly. "I'm Kabir." He said extending an arm towards me. "And I'm late" I shouted and ran to the PR. I heard some chuckles. . . . . . . . Shreya Kashyap- She is a 24 years old Reporter. She loves her job and is dedicated to it wholeheartedly. She works in a reputed news channel. She is very confident and sarcasm drips off her tongue. She is her daddy's little girl and the centre of her brothers existence. She has been single is all the 24 years of her existence. Though she has a vast friend circle, her best friend is Anika, who is a reporter too. They both work in the same organisation and have known each other since they were is diapers. Kabir Rathore- He is 27 year old CEO of his own company. He has a very powerful aura around him and he loves his family and can do anything for them. He is a man of less words. He is his mummy's boy. He has many acquaintances but one best friend Dhruv Singhania who is the CFO of Kabir's company. He avoids the topic of marriage like plaque.

This amazing cover of the book is done by @TrendCazie. Thank you so much!!❤️❤️ Smriti Sharma- She is a 25 year old agent in Research and Analysis Wing (RAW) India. She is assigned a covert operation in New York to neutralise the terrorists attack in India which are being planned there. Not even her parents are aware about her mission. She lives in Delhi. Christian Grey- He is the usual arrogant billionaire. Owns Grey Enterprise. Loves his family and work. His great grandmother is an Indian. He loves her a lot and can do anything for her. Ladies drool over him. He has been into numerous relationships but none has been serious. Both are tied into an arranged marriage. Smriti did it for her country and Christian did it for his great grandmother. Will this arranged marriage survive or will they separate their ways after the completion of her mission. Stay tuned to find out more. PS- In the initial chapters, Christian will be unaware about Smriti being a RAW agent.

Shreya Kashyap- She is a 21 year old mass communication student. She loves her career line and is dedicated to it wholeheartedly. She studies in a prestigious college in Mumbai. She is very confident and sarcasm drips off her tongue. She is her daddy's little girl and the centre of her brothers existence. She has been single is all the 21 years of her existence. Though she has a vast friend circle, her best friend is Anika, who is doing the same course as her's and are in the same college. Kabir Rathore- He is 25 year old CEO of his own company. He has a very powerful aura around him and he loves his family and can do anything for them. He is a man of less words.. He has many acquaintances but one best friend Dhruv Singhania who is the CFO of Kabir's company. He avoids the topic of marriage like plaque, yet women die to be with him because of his sheer good looks and his billionaire status.

" Mumma, I am eighteen right now. I've not even started my college and you want me to get married to man who is six years older! This is not fair." I shouted, exasperated. " Swara, your sister has betrayed all of us and has run away from her own wedding. All the guests are waiting for the bride to come out. You know your grandfather's medical condition . He will not be able to take any shock right now and you if you don't go out, his hard earned reputation will get tainted and he may not be able to absorb this shock." Mumma tried to reason. " What about Aditya....? I call him jiju (brother in law) for god's sake maa!" I exclaimed. " He will be okay with this marriage." Amrita aunty said, entering the room. " Mumma...this is going to spoil three lives." I tried, talking sense. " Swara, beta please do this for both of the families." Aunty said, folding her hands in front of me. " I need to talk to him first." I demaded to which both of them obliged and within next five minutes, my so called jiju was standing in front of me. " I tried to reason out with them. Turns out they did not understand. Didi loves you. I think she must have been forced to take this decision." I said, defending Kritika di. " Forced? Her letter clearly states otherwise." He spoke with so much hatred in his voice. I kept quiet. " Get dressed and come to the mandap (pavilion)" He said and left the room, banging the door on his way. " Thank you so much ganpati bappa (god) for throwing me in this mess." I muttered and without an option, started getting ready. God, what is going to happen with my life now!

" No! Get away from me. You are not my mumma and you will never be. I hate you and papa hates you too. I don't wanna talk to you.!" Sahil screamed. " Sahil, baby I am not trying to take your mumma's place. Please just let me tend to your would or you will get infection." I tried to pacify my four year old son. " No. I can do it on my own!" He shouted and ran back to him room. I sighed and knocked my mother in law's room. She is not fond of me either. Only two people in the house truly understand me, my father in law and my sister in law who is in her first year college. My so called husband wants nothing to do with me. I am only his son's nanny who is incapable of doing her job. " Where is Sahil?" The deep voice roared in the living room. " In his room." I replied not looking at him. " You had one fucking job. To take care of my son and you couldn't do that too." He directed his anger towards me. " 5...4...3...2...1" I counted backwards to calm my anger. " I tried to aid to him. He wouldn't listen to me." I said honestly. Without a word, he stormed into Sahil's room. " Like father, like son. God, why do you have to make things so difficult for me!" I exclaimed, climbing up to my room. Shivanya Sharma- A practicing criminal lawyer by profession, big softie at heart. She is loved by everyone and has a very supporting family. Has three close friends and can do anything for them. Is twenty five but still loves chocolates. Abhimanyu Singhania- A twenty nine year old entrepreneur. He used to be a jolly personality but after his wife Aditi's death, he built walls so high around him, no one can see the real him. He has a son, Sahil whom he loves to the moon and back and can fight with the world for him. Gets married to Shivanya only for Sahil. What has destiny in store for both of them? When two fireballs collide, will it lead to destruction or creation of something beautiful?

" Do not be mistaken little flower, you are mine and mine alone. Any man who looks at you longer than three seconds will be dealt in a manner I find fitting. This is my kingdom and I run it the way I see it competent." Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi, the king of Rajasthan announced as he occupied his big, intimidating throne and I stood as far away from his as I possibly could and I shivered under his mocking gaze. " The last time I checked, I was a living human being and not a thing to be possessed Ranaji. You may be the king and own this kingdom and the will of people here but you most certainly don't own me. I will not submit and neither will I do what you want me to. This is my life and I should be the one who makes decisions for myself." I don't know where this undiscovered confidence was coming within me in front of him but I was giving my best to not let it slip away. All I heard was a laughter which oscillated in the otherwise empty throne room as he stood up on his feet and started to walk to where I was standing. His gaze, which was mocking me earlier had now turned stoic which rooted me to the spot I was standing at. I couldn't as much as attempt to run away. " You are only helping me, little one. I am not the one to back out from a challenge and when the incentive is as ravishing as you, how can I lose?" He asked as he stopped merely inches away from me and with the back of his hand, traced the single strand of hair which was framing my face right till my chin, his fingers still lingering. There was a solid 0.001% chance that I could have avoided this trouble named Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi but who was I kidding? I was a walking trouble magnet and what was 0.001% if not an over-expecting hope of something not happening? Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi takes Siya Dhar's world by storm when she steals his heart without even have the knowledge of doing so!

When as a political alliance, Princess Khushi had to get married to 65-year old Maharaja Kishore, his existing wife, Maharani Anjali felt threatened. Sensing the new Queen as a trouble, Anjali asked her brother, Prince Arnav, to make Khushi's life hell. How could Arnav deal with Khushi when he had got attracted by her beauty? Will Khushi ever accept his advances? Will the lust ever change in love? And will they know? What's the end of this Kalanked immoral attraction? Based in Medieval India...to be exact 14th century, the novel is a journey of Prince Arnav and Queen Khushi's temptation, where Prince is snobbish, cold-hearted and arrogant. On the other hand Queen is quite opposite, a naive and inexperienced maiden. The story has adult themes, so your discretion matters. Now let's talk about the title. The literal meaning of the hindi word 'Kalank' is blemish. But here it is used in the sense of 'recrimination'. The story is not completely based on KJ movie, so you can breath a sigh😜😜😜. Just to inform the readers that my story is inspired from one of my favourite fanfictions which was left incomplete by its author...

He, a pilot. She, a hippie. He & she crossed paths on a flight. Few unknown jittery feelings decided to crawl in. Read the rest of the story of 'him' & 'her' becoming 'them' in my 2nd attempt as a writer, "On the flight"❤ *Can be read even if you never watched "Kaisi Yeh Yaariaan" Thanks for the beautiful edit @SamairaRajput