𝗦𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗗𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗮𝗿-𝗲-𝗗𝗶𝗹~ 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗺 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 Iztiraar-e-Dil Completed Soz-e-Dil Completed Fareib-e-Dil Upcoming Read the contents for more details. Pictures and some quotes DO NOT belong to me and the copyright goes to the original people.

In a far away land, lived a princess, who fit in nowhere. Entwined in two fates, one full of roses and the other full of thorns. One choice - Hers.

Highest ranking: #7 in Horror [21.07.2017] Arnav is a 21 year old student of Harvard University who wants to study well and earn for his middle class family in Delhi. What happens when he falls for a mystery beauty?

This standalone story follows the journey of two morons - Arnav and Khushi as they navigate from childhood best friends to husband & wife.

Where do you find a love so potent, it crosses the boundaries of distance and time itself?

It all started when Princess Catheline married the dangerously attractive and recently crowned King of Anthreal, Xander. After their marriage, he never touched her and ignored her. It was like they were never married. Catheline fell in love with her husband, at first sight. However, Xander never returned her feelings. Catheline had a secret that her husband didn't know. That was a secret that she promised her father that she would never tell anyone. What will happen when a masked warrior woman helps her husband in his time of need? What will happen when he knows that SHE is the one under the mask? Can Xander let go of his fears to love her? Or would those fears drown him and destroy their marriage? Can Catheline earn her husband's love? Status: Finished [Warning: Sensitive topics and endless drama] #2 in one-sided love on 28/06/22 #1 in Kindness on 6/06/2022 #1 Medieval on 27/07/2022

Part 1 in Kalika Empire Series Shakrajit, the Crown Prince of Kalika Empire is infamous for his battle prowess. He is known for his shrewd political tricks. The hero of the people of Kalika Empire. The only ones who have seen his head bowed before them would be Kuladevi Rana Chandi Kalika, his mothers, and his Guru. Yet, she was only one who could boast that they could command him without a sign of rebellion. She. Mayurakshi, the Princess of Krishneri. Her greatest dream is to be her father's beloved little girl.

A ceremony where every family of the kingdom has to send their unwed and adult daughter to participate for being a substitute Queen and to satisfy the King. After death of Former King's Wife and Son, his mother who was a substitute Queen has came back into palace to claim her rights on her Husband and her Son's right on throne resulting him to be the King of the Kingdom he has grown up in. The ceremony wasn't something he hasn't heard of, his mother has told him many times how everytime the kingdom arrange the substitution ceremony where King of Kingdom chooses a substitute wife, and now being a King it's his chance to choose one, even after being surrounded by fifty beautiful women his eyes were drawn to that one who didn't even glance a look towards him from the moment he has laid his eyes on her.

THE DIMENSION ONE : A Debt repayment. She was embezzled on the day of her wedding. Manyata had lived her existence with the drizzle of gold all her life. Protected and kept safe, pampered and cherished. Had she known? The day she believed should be the happiest? She would be running in the middle of nowhere to be saved by a monster who had previously crossed her path once. Prithviraj was no prince, yet he had a borrowed throne. He sat high, but someone's seating position doesn't make one's sense that heightened. He took what was his, in the worst form. A girl. The one who stumbled on his chest, and now fell in the dungeon of his house. Was he the storm that took her away? Or was she the flood he never thought would come across? And never to forget the fact, That storm and floods are always accompanied by each other. Similarly, were these two meant to be? THE DIMENSION TWO : She was a girl he had witnessed for years. Always more exemplary than his previous encounters. But the more devious her exquisite beauty was the more deviant she managed to make him. But, those days of relinquishing her were bound to end, when the lover of the century was ready to lay himself down to whatever awaited him when he took his first step towards her. The future king of Jodhgarh was set to marry only those who are high-matched with him, to seek gain. But the prince has lost his heart already to the girl from another town. Manyata Daiwar was forbidden to know a man because for her the only one worth it was her brother. She never put forth her desires for her brother's interest. Until someone who sought to break rules was brought to life. But on the cost of what? Her being bounded by another. And not just rule, maybe tied around even with ropes.

3 brothers, 3 women and 3 stories The vicious love of royals is a combination of 1 family and 3 vicious romances 1. THE VICIOUS BET Daharthya Rajput, the Maharaja Sahab, ruler of Vardhgarh, the holder of immense power. This was his identity, one that everyone know of, but was it all a man of no manner had to offer? He was a bad man, no privation. A ludicrous person no repudiation. But what if even a bad man got themself a love story? A love story with another, bad woman. Ahilya Rajadi belonged to a renowned family in Gujrat. Did she know that her one statement and her attitude to Raja Sahab of Vardhgarh, Rajasthan have a consequence so treacherous? Did she know that she will win over a bet in a chess game? 2. THE VICIOUS RESCUE The man has the eyes of a devil. This is what a woman said when they met their gaze with bade hukum of Vardhgarh. They called him dangerous just because he looked like one. But are words truly justification for someone's real self? Ekvarthya might be a man with devil's eyes, but he was also a man with lord's heart. And when the eyes of the devil and the heart of the lord find a girl suffering under an epicure man. Will he save her like a deity or tear the world apart like a demon? Jinitya suffered and never complained, and prayed for faith but her questions were asked by the Satan of hell rather the god of heaven. 3. THE VICIOUS DEALER Samaira was promised to his brother, destined to be married to Daharthya, she was out of reach, the person he was never supposed to see, at least not with the eyes of what he first saw her. It was all boundaries, one that should never cross. But luck is always in favour of a man who deserves it. And Jasvanthya did. The chote hukum of Vardhgarh was affected by dreams of a girl he knew he could never have, but now she was there in his bed. Next to him. As his wife. And yet he can't touch her. Not look at her. How come being next to her, she is still unreachable as she was ever?