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.

Some love stories are written in fate... but lost in time. When industrialist Ranvijay Agnihotri arrives in the quiet village of Mehargarh, he expects nothing more than a business venture. But fate has other plans. In the heart of the village, he meets Durga, a young woman with fire in her spirit and warmth in her soul. What begins as a fleeting attraction soon turns into an all-consuming love. Promising to return with his family and make her his forever, Ranvijay leaves for the city-only to disappear without a trace. Back in Mehargarh, Durga waits. Her calls go unanswered. Her world collapses when she is forced into marriage with a man who has always been obsessed with her, a man who played a cruel trick to separate her from Ranvijay. Years pass. Destiny intervenes. When Durga and Ranvijay cross paths again, his eyes hold no recognition but her heart refuses to forget. As buried truths resurface, so do the secrets that tore them apart. Will love conquer oblivion? Or will time and fate win once again? ....

He was the selenophine, she was the moon. Akshara Choudhary A tiny, wide-eyed 21-year-old girl, 5'4" tall and in her 3rd year of medical school, in white cotton, anklets tinkling like wind chimes. Orphaned at two, she knows her parents only from one faded photo. Her aunt's slaps leave red prints on her cheeks, yet Akshara smiles softly, murmurs "Kanha ji knows", and folds every hurt into quiet prayers. Simple plaits, small silver studs, and a heart that trusts karma completely-she endures hunger, chores, and cruelty with the innocence of a child who believes every tear is counted in heaven. Siddarth Sherawat He towers 6'4", 29, CEO of Sherawat Industries, a blade of muscle and midnight fury. Obsidian eyes freeze souls; arrogance crowns a heart shattered when his wife traded their newborn for richer blood. Love is poison, marriage a grave. Only Aditya-two years old, tear-streaked, craving a mother's ghost-melts the devil's ice. He'd burn worlds for that boy's smile, yet every bedtime fails to fill the void. Cross him and bleed. Love him and face claws guarding a broken storm.

"Vi... Viaan, please don't do this.. don't leave me, please come back. It's our wedding day. Plea...please I'm begging you." "Do not ever call me again, Ira. It's over between us." The line went dead. That was all it took for him to left me at the Altar for her. *** ~ A REBIRTH STORY From childhood, Ira Veyansh was always compared to Niya Kapadia. Niya ~ the maid's daughter who could do everything better. Studies, sports, looks, manners, obedience, everything. Everyone loved Niya. Ira parents, her brothers, even the family celebrated her like she was one of their own. Birthdays, dinners, small achievements... the praise always went to Niya. "Ira, you should be more like Niya." "I wish Niya was my sister." "Take a lesson from Niya." Day by day, Ira felt invisible. Starved for love and attention, she did things she shouldn't have, hurt Niya, humiliated her, even darker. But nothing worked. Then came Viaan. Her childhood love. The one she thought would finally make her happy. But he chose Niya too. The pain and humiliation were too much for her to handle. That night, walking alone in the rain after being abandoned at her own wedding, Ira was hit by a truck. A brutal accident that ended her life. But life gave her a second chance. A rebirth. She remembered everything. Every insult. Every betrayal. Every heartbreak. And somewhere in that second life... there is this man. Reevan. A man she was never meant to cross paths with. Forbidden. Yet somehow... tied to her fate. Now, the question is, will she let fate repeat itself, or will she change her story?

It should've ended with distance. A silence. A closed door. But instead, it began here-pressed against a balcony wall, with her breath caught between fear and temptation, and his eyes burning with something far more dangerous than lust. He didn't touch her. Not yet. But the threat of it lingered in the space between their bodies, in the way his chest nearly brushed hers every time he exhaled. She could feel the tension rippling off him, barely contained-like a storm pacing behind his ribcage, just waiting to destroy. "You shouldn't be here," he said, voice rough, low, and shaking with restraint. But he was the one who had cornered her. He was the one who couldn't stay away. And she? She hated how much she didn't want to run. Because this-whatever this was-felt like standing on the edge of something irreversible. "You're my employee," he snapped. As if the label could cage what was already unravelling inside him. "You're a mistake I keep choosing." Her eyes met his-furious, pained, exposed. "I never asked you to," she said, but her voice cracked around the lie. His hand lifted slowly, brushing the side of her jaw with a touch that contradicted everything his words said. Possessive. Tender. He stared at her like she was the very thing he was never meant to want-and the only thing he couldn't stop needing. "I've spent years building walls to stay in control," he muttered, his thumb grazing her lower lip. "You walk in and wreck all of it... without even trying." She swallowed hard. This wasn't love. This wasn't even hate. This was obsession-raw, electric, and utterly doomed. And as his lips hovered over hers, trembling with the weight of a thousand wrong intentions, they both knew- 🥀It started with a look. It spiraled with a touch. And before they could stop it, they were already each other's greatest undoing.

Dark Romance| Strictly 18+ Warning: Mature audience only. "𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫." Abhimanyu Singh Rajput was shackled in the memories of past, a honey-brown eyed beauty bringing him to a point of oblivion. She became his need, a drug that filled through his senses and left him craving for more but she was gone, leaving him alone in the darkness of night. Without her, his life became an abyss, dark and empty, sucking his sanity and ruining him. His love for her was pushing him into depth of destruction and he won't stop until he has her by his side, even if it means going unhealthy lengths to have her. Sinister plans were made, blood was spilled, hearts got tainted, obsession reached it's peak and a lethal tragedy was created. ___ Triggering warning :- Contains Trauma, violence and suicide.

"You snatched my love from me, I will snatch this thorne from you" A powerful prince who got betrayed by his own loved ones for the power and throne now he will snatch that from them "Celebrate diwali as much as you want this time because soon everything is going to turn dark for you all" The only thing which run in his mind is getting the throne. He had loss the faith in love until she came in his mind _________ "You marry me for this throne.. Right" She said while staring at his eyes which are showing different emotions. He pull her closer to him holding her waist making her eyes widen than said with his deep husky voice "I marry you for the throne but now I love you" To know more about there dark romantic historical story. Read my new ff "Takht" Your authornim Aarvikim ❤

**Story is gonna be slow paced. Read only if you have patience. 🔥** Isha Sharma married a driver whom she had just met. She was taking a huge risk. However, the last thing that she expected was that her husband, Shivam Pratap Singh was none other than the most mysterious billionaire in the city. She doesn't know the identity of her husband and think he is just a driver of a Billionaire. From this marriage she had twin children. Thus, she worked hard to support this family. She was the queen of the entertainment circle. When she meets the king who dominates the business world, Will she finally learns her husband's true identity? For more Let's read this Romantic story on Wattpad! All credit goes to : Su Su Su Ru Yi (Hidden Marriage : A Heaven-Sent Billionaire Husband) *Original* Note : This is not my original work. It's a Chinese Novel. I'm not claiming any sort of right over this. I liked this novel very much so I'm just gonna make Indian version of this novel coz I'm sure many of them will like it.

ABHYANSH SINGH RANAWAT, the most feared man in the country, was crowned at the tender age of 14, exposed to all the cruelty power-hungry people threw at him to obtain the throne and he reciprocated all the cruelty with triple force to keep the power and protect his people. Kindness, compassion, sympathy, and forgiveness have no place in his reign. He not only is a king by birth but by profession, runs multi-billion dollar companies, across the world which operate Ajmer as the base as he wants to stay in his palace close to his kingdom and people. Despite the country's independence 75 years ago, the place still follows monarchy and for the people, he is the king. No one ever saw him displaying any emotion, some call him a cold monster, some call him a living form of destruction, and many other names but the most prominent one among them is THE ROYAL BEAST. The one name that could send shivers to any human taking breath on earth. ISHA RAJPUT, the kind princess of Mewar, home-schooled since childhood, has always dreamed of having friends, spending time with them, sharing problems, and having someone to stand up for her. She is hated and detested at every moment of her life but still has a hope-filled in her life. An optimistic soul trying to keep up the smile on everyone's face around her. The day she hoped she would finally get freedom from her palace where she is caged for over 15 years, she is thrown into another cage, this time forever. Will she ever be able to live the normal, love-filled life that she has been dreaming of since she was a child or her life will be destroyed by none other than The Royal BEAST, the synonym of destruction ?? Note - This story might be offensive for some people, there is abuse in the starting few chapters, And it has male dominant character, kindly do not read the book if you are not comfortable, constructive criticism is appreciated, no derogatory comments are acceptable, kindly maintain the decency while commenting. Thank you.

Hidden Marriage Series #1 Maaysa: An orphan girl who is trying to make it through in this Cruel and Ruthless world without having anyone at her back. A 20 Years old girl who doesn't have a lavish meal to eat, An expansive dresses to wear yet the same girl who wears her Precious smile on her face to make her space in this Selfish world. Baraq Yousofi: A smart man ruling his family business with a sharp mind and Clever Strategies. A man who loves his family like no other. A man for whose Family is the top priority. What will happen when he has to hide something big from his family? What will happen when they both will be tied in a Sacred bond of Marriage? As moreover a Hidden Marriage!? ~*~ Updates would be regular from December.