ONLY for 18+ audience. Keerthi felt a hand under her chin,coaxing her to look up ,as she met with warm brown eyes,in their darkest shade. Her eyes went to her husband's lips,wetting her own involuntarily,when she felt Vikram's hold tighten. She blushed,looking down,her face felt on fire. Vikram pulled her chin up, forcing her to look at him. "Keerthi", Vikram started gruffly,his voice laced with desire, their lips merely brushing, teasing one another,"We should go to sleep now if you don't want it to continue any further." Keerthi's face flamed at her husband's insinuation. But dammit,she wanted to be kissed. For the first time ever.

•Completed• *Read only if you can accept the grey shade of life* The Kazi was called in, a few prayers were read in a tongue unknown to her and then she agreed to being his wife with just two words, three time for a life time. Two people, A Rajput Princess Meera and the Mughal King Haider, two people from different worlds, two very different people, how will they find peace and love in a relationship which built on hatred and revenge. PS : the description doesn't justify this story. #1 in India (08.02.2021) #1 Princess (30.08.2021) #2 in marriage (18.09.2020) #5 in Pakistan (02.03.2022) #1 in Royal family (27.09.2020) #1 in muslim love story (11.10.20) #1 in desi (29.10.2020) # 1 periodic (08.03.2021) #3 King (19.06.2021)

Shivika Kulkarni is fire and you don't play with fire. Orphaned at 5, her parents died in a car crash and she was raised by her paternal uncle and his family. Her uncle loved her just like his own daughter but her aunt and cousin would barely stand her and to be honest, that one feeling was mutual. They were too shallow for their own good. As a child, she used to stick to herself and did not have many friends but one, Imran Mirza who was her neighbor back in Kolkata. Going to law school was her dream because her parents were both lawyers and she always looked up to them even if she didn't get the chance to know them. Her dream did come true and she is a lawyer with a multinational law firm based in Mumbai and lives in a flat there which her parents left for her. Devansh Rajput loves to play with fire. Being the eldest son of the king and queen of Udaipur, he is the one who handles all the family business. Trailblazer by actions but a romantic by heart, he believes in love. If the media and paparazzi is to be believed, he is a playboy because he is a prince but the people who really see him, know him as a man of honor, a person with virtues and a family guy. He has always had it easy in life and never really faced struggle but yet, he feels for the underprivileged and runs various charities for them and this is what the media does not know. His best friend and confidante is his younger sister Misha whom he loves to death and she is the one who understands him the most.

" 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!

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖱𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖥𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗒; is said to be one of the most powerful family of the country. The Rathore empire rules the business world just like family ruled the country years ago. The Rathores still get the enormous amount of respect which they got when they ruled. The Rathore heirs are alike yet completely different from each other. The only common thing between them is their surname and their love for each other. Each of them adorns a different personality with their dark and dominating aura. One is referred to as arrogant, second as emotionless, third as aggressive, and fourth as ruthless Being a wife of the Rathore heir means dealing with the media, fulfilling the requirement of a perfect daughter-in-law, maintaining the criteria of the family, and at last dealing with their twisted husband which is the most difficult task in the world! One is referred to as calm, second as kindest, third as vulnerable, and fourth as hearty. And the marriages of The Rathore heirs are another mystery... Each marriage is twisted with conspiracies, secrets and mysteries which are dug deep inside the wall of Rathore Palace. Join the tale of 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝑭𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚.