In the heart of Tamil Nadu's politics-where loyalty is currency and silence can kill-a lion rises from the red soil. Veeravel Thirunavukarasu, once a farmer's son, now a minister whose roar commands a state. But when he's forced into marriage with Kavya Selvarani, a quiet village teacher with eyes full of rain and rebellion, his empire begins to tremble. Because she isn't another pawn in his game-she's the one who dares to ask the lion if he's tired of roaring. Love, power, and betrayal collide in a story where every choice costs blood, and sometimes, redemption itself becomes the price of power. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "This is the rewritten edition of Veeran: The Price of Power. Same story, deeper emotion, new polish. If you enjoyed the earlier version, I'd love your feedback here too-your votes and comments keep this lion roaring 🦁💛"

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚'𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒐𝒏. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒅, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎. 𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒎𝒂'𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒚, 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆. 𝑰𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒕. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝒑𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒆𝒇𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒇𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚. 𝑯𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒔, 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏, 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔. 𝑯𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏, 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕.

He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.

She came out of the washroom, her stomach emptied from relentless vomiting. In her trembling hand, she held a pregnancy kit-two unmistakable pink lines stared back at her, declaring the beginning of a life growing inside her. She froze, eyes locked on the test. "No... no... this can't be happening," she whispered, her voice cracking before she collapsed to her knees, tears streaming down her face. Just then, the door creaked open. He walked in. The moment she saw him, she sprang to her feet, stormed towards him, and grabbed his collar. Her eyes blazed with fury and betrayal. "You cheated me! You trapped me in this marriage!" she shouted, her voice trembling with rage. "You manipulated me, married me, and now this?" she yelled, thrusting the test in front of his face. He stared at it in confusion, but as his eyes registered the two pink lines, understanding dawned. Slowly, a smile spread across his face. She's pregnant... She's carrying my baby... I'm going to be a father. His heart raced with happiness. His plan had worked. She threw the kit to the floor and began pounding her fists against his chest, sobbing, "Why? Why did you do this to me? What did I ever do to deserve this? You've ruined my life! I hate you... I hate you! And I will never forgive you!" A twisted, guilty joy stirred in his chest. As much as it hurt to see her like this, a selfish part of him felt victorious. He couldn't bear the thought of losing her-so he did what he had to do. If love wasn't enough to keep her, then maybe responsibility would be. At least now, she was tied to him... if not by choice, then by duty. He knew her parents would never let her walk away, not with a baby on the way. And maybe-the child could bring them closer. Maybe it could fix what he broke. He smirked, a dark thought creeping in. Now, she couldn't leave. She was TRAPPED WITH HIM. FOREVER.

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𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟐: 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐏𝐃𝐅 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 (𝟒𝟏𝟖 𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒) 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐒: - 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐒 - 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐒 - 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐒 (𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬) 𝐏𝐃𝐅 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊: 𝐈𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐁𝐢𝐨 "Also, Akshat, she's not weak, she can protect herself" She's weak, my Princess is weak, so small, so fragile, almost like a ball of fur, so innocent so pure, she's the epitome of every good thing in the world, she's the personification of fucking angel you read about. She can be feisty I know that, but her heart, I don't want it to break seeing the cruelty like that. But I can't leave her unprotected, Bhai is right, keep her close and protect her but never LOVE her. Fuck that. I already do it, never show love, she can't come out to be my weakness for my enemies to catch, I'll ignore her then she will find someone else, someone who wouldn't belong here, and then she would be with him while I would continue to protect her from the background. No one would know, she's, my weakness. No one would attack her; this world would leave her alone. If people say, she lives in dreamland, I would fucking make that dreamland from scratch. She would get every fucking happiness in this world. I will make sure of it. TROPES #Childhood Love #Obsessive Male lead #Bubbly Female lead #Mafia Romance #Grumpy X Sunshine

I am the only girl he can touch I am the only girl he can kiss I am the only girl he made love But I am not the girl he loves He loves her... his wife...his first wife And I am his second wife Manik is head of pratapgarh , he is dominant man with orthodox thinking. When he was 15, due to cursed he was not able to touch anyone. Whenever he tried to touch a person, he got rashes and he started feeling pain in his body He was married to Alya, it's child marriage. They got married they were kids. Due to his cursed, he was not able to touch Alya. His family was worried, because they wanted heir. What happened when Nandini become solution of their problem? Will Manik accept her as his wife? Will she get the respect , she deserve as his wife ?

WARNING!!! MATURE content inside for 18 years old and above! If you're an INNOCENT or NOT AN OPEN-MINDED reader, please refrain from reading this story! Carina was always been a shy girl. She doesn't know how to voice out her opinions and always awkward around people. After what happened to her mom, she was left alone. She had to deal with the cruelty of this world so she decided to change and make herself strong. But what if she meets the arrogant, cold but handsome CEO Regan Novell? Can a sheltered naive girl like her handle a person who was used to have everything he desires? "I want you and I'll make sure you will succumb to me" he whispered and playfully bit my ear. ****Check out it's sequel titled My POSSESSIVE ex-LOVER**** Highest rank #28 in romance #19 in mature

"Anu, there's no other way now. You have to go to Mumbai to handle this project." Anaira was expecting this. She didn't want to go to Mumbai. She had left something behind in that city and she was not sure if she was ready to face that again. "No dad, there must be some other solution. I am very new to this and I don't think i can handle this project." She tried reasoning with her dad. But everyone knew her capabilities and were very well aware that she will be able to take this responsibility. "No Anu, we know that you will be able to do this. Is there any other reason why you don't want to go there? " It was her dad again. She didn't want to argue with her dad any further on this. She knew she had to go. Her brother Anuj was supposed to handle this but his wife Sneha was pregnant. After they got the good news they decided that Anuj will not go as he needed to be there for his wife. Anaira thought for a while and told her dad she is okay to go to Mumbai. But only she knew how much scared she was. Going to Mumbai meant that she will have to face HIM. She was still suffering from the pain he had caused her. Please read the story to find out more!

Manik malhotra an arrogant hot and handsome man with wild desires.He wants to marry his girlfriend alya as soon as possible.But his parents marry him to a 14yrs old girl nandini.Lets see how they survive their relationship