"Is it necessary to be a King's wife to become a queen?" : A kingdom is ruled by a King but the Queen rules the king's heart." : "It's my decision to choose him as my groom, and it is my responsibility to make him a king." : : Her altah coloured feet approached towards the end of the arena. The tinkling sounds of her anklets echoed. All eyes were fixed on her. Everyone was waiting eagerly for her to choose a suitable groom for herself. Kings and princes from different dynasties of Aryavart stood there with all their glory just to catch her attention but her eyes were fixed somewhere else. Holding the garland of Lotus she approached towards the end of the arena. Her eyes met his molten coppery ones as she put the garland around his neck making everyone shocked. Everyone present in the arena was astonished. Everyone had just one question in their mind - WHY DID THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PRINCESS OF ARYAVART CHOOSE A BEGGAR AS HER GROOM? ................ Join Avni in her journey to turn her husband into a king. Join Avni in her journey to become a true Queen. This story is dedicated to all those girls who are fighters and lovers. .............. Tropes- Indian royal marriage Romance Historical Arrange Marriage King and Queen Hey everyone, Har har mahadev. This is the very first story that I am writing it is completely fictional. Please give this a try. And help me to improve as well.

1985. The City of dreams. Red double decker buses, kaali-peeli taxis, radios, Doordarshan, video cassettes and rotary dial phones. DCP Amarnath arrives in Bombay with a mission, straight and clear: To tackle the notorious Crime Syndicates. As the city unravels itself, he learns that alongside the battle against organised crime, it is a full-fledged war against his uncooperative heart as it trips over relentlessly at the sight of the headstrong Gauri, who contrasts him in every possible way, beginning with her profession: Law. Before cellphones, before swipes-there was a Bombay kind of love.... Visit the BLURB chapter for a detailed trailer!

Siddharth Raghuvanshi, Kunwar sa of Rajasthan 🖤 Mishka Rajput , Bai sa of Jodhpur ❤️ Where he is dominating , she hates to be dominated. He is a cage but she is a free bird who loves the sky. He is a devil and she a devil controller . He is a perfectionist and she a bundle of clumsy goof ball. What will happen when this two opposite poles are tied in the sacred bond of marriage by their families not knowing that the two already hate each other's guts(maybe 😏) But you know what...! opposite attracts..🤭 What will happen to them ,if you want to find out...take a dive into the book... ' Love Tales of the Royals ' [ Warning: ⚠️ This is entirely my imagination, don't you dare copy my work or else you will lose all your hair then don't come to me...😌😌 ] Plagiarism prohibited 🚫 Top ranking.. #19 royalfamily

The entire Hallway echoed with a loud sound of slap, Arthur slapped the two mans who brought Harriet inside and they both fell on the floor with a thud sound and bleeding nose and lips. Harriet was shaking in fear and few sobs escaped from her shivering lips. She jumped out of her skin when Arthur held her wrist, he raised it up and planted a kiss on it.. " I am not killing you both for holding her wrist so tight...Now run bastards..!! " He growled at the guys on the floor. " Babydoll get me some wine.. " He said unbothered by Harriet's tears. He took few sips and his lips curled into a dangerous maniac smirk. " Stripe..! " He said and Harriet looked at him in shambles and tears. " huh..!? " a small sound left from her mouth. " I said stripe babydoll.. " He said again making holes in her body with his intense gaze. " Please.. - " Before Harriet could beg him, he threw the wine bottle to the opposite wall and it shattered into pieces. " Next it will be you..I hate repeating myself , stripe your clothes right now..! " He said in high pitched tone and Harriet started removing her clothes as tears started rolling down from her eyes without any pause. 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 Mafia King Arthur Raynott aka The Morris rules over the gritty underworld of organized crime, the formidable and ruthless killing. Harriet Winston an innocent girl longing to live peaceful life. As their worlds collide, a forbidden love blossoms, leading to a life neither could have anticipated. Yet, just when harmony seems within reach, the story takes a treacherous turn as the girl, harbours a dark secret, becomes determined to avenge the Mafia King who stole her heart, setting the stage for a riveting tale of passion, betrayal, and the high stakes of love in the shadows. Brace yourself for a tale where love and vendetta entwine leading to betrayal and pain. The boundaries between salvation and ruin blur in a world where

"Why? Why? Why?!" Rivaan's voice shattered the silence like a whip. His chest heaved as he shouted, "Why did you do it?! You know how much I trusted you!" He stared at her hurt, disbelief, fury, and heartbreak all colliding in his eyes. Never in his wildest dreams had he thought she would do this. "Rivaan, listen to me. I didn't want to do it," she whispered, her voice shaking. "Then why?" he snapped. "It's... it's complicated." "Then explain it. Or I swear, I'll tell everyone what you did," he said, his voice low and dangerous. Just then, Anamay walked in. The tension in the room thickened. "I know why she did it," he said quietly. "No! Don't say it, Anamay. Please!" she cried, her voice breaking. "It's okay if he hates me. But if he finds out about her-he won't be able to take it. Please..." Anamay's eyes burned with resolve. "I won't let anyone disrespect you again. You want the truth, Rivaan? Then listen." At that moment, Naina appeared at the door, her face pale, eyes wild with grief. "Tell me where my babies are. Please, Rivaan," she begged. "Tell her to give them back. I'll do whatever you want-just give me my babies, please..." She dropped to her knees, breaking down completely. ~~~~~~~ 🕊 Want to know what really happened? Read the book. 🕊

"Oye mister I know you are my boss but it doesn't mean you can come to my home at midnight " I say .. As usual he is standing looking at me with no expression and he say in his deep voice and angry "are you pregnant with my baby?" . " yeah so, are you here for ask me this at midnight you can ask me that in morning ". when are you going to tell me that? he asked me in angry. maybe never I say in very low voice..... so if you want to know what happened to a bihari girl who come to USA for a work and meet with his arrogant boss and become accidentally pregnant with his child ... To join her journey read the story..

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.

⚠️story is available on goodnovel⚠️ They both belong to different worlds. Two different worlds never meet but in their destiny, something else was written. Circumstances brought both of them in front of each other. She was a woman helpless to disguise herself as a man in a most dangerous illegal gangster place. While he was a most known Chef and a billionaire. They came into a contract that bring them together under the same roof. Having their insecurities they somehow managed to come to friendly terms and then stages upgrades with several ups and downs. Like other contracts, their contract as well came to an end. Sadly unexpected things happened to her during the period of the contract. Poor her fall for him even after knowing that his heart belongs to someone else. Will she survive the suffering of the love?

She could easily recognize that touch. Sharon knew it was him. She could feel him against her body. His hands still on her wrists. He smells different though. The ally was dark so she couldn't see him clearly but she knew he was looking at her. Taking her appearance in. He always does... did that. His breath was fanning her cheeks. It was always same. She couldn't think properly when he was this close. She could feel his eyes on her lips as he ran his thumb on her lips. Before she could think straight and push him away. His lips were on hers.. *** 4 years after an ugly divorce, their paths cross again. Not only did he separate her daughter from her but also is now engaged to her ex-bestfriend Lillian. But she has a secret she vowed to protect from him. They hate each other. But some say 'There is a thin line between love and hate' #11 in romance on 06/07/2016

"Niya" he called her by standing in the middle of the sitting area but got no response in return. She always used to wait for him with a smile on her face,and she always used to come within a second if he called her, but today it was different. He wanted to see her. He went towards the kitchen to see whether she is there or not, but there was no one in the kitchen. His heart was clenching in unknown fear, and it was thumping faster. His mind was telling him that something is wrong, but he consoled himself by saying everything is fine, but his heart was still not ready to beat at a normal rate. "Niya!" He went towards her room by calling her, but there was no response from her side, so he slowly opened the door and what he saw next made his heart drop to his stomach. ▪▪▪▪▪ He gave her only his hatred when she was yearning for his love. He loathed her presence when she used to love his presence. He was busy in breaking her heart when she was busy mending his heart. He wanted to bring darkness into her life when she wanted to bring light into his life. She was living only in one hope, that one day she would get his love, but one day it also crushes. Since then, she stops excepting anything in life. It is said that 'we don't know the value of things until we lose them'. And it's true, we don't value or appreciate them until we lose them. What will happen when his hatred turns into unconditional love? Will he be able to mend her heart, which he has broken? Or will it be too late? What will he do when he comes to know about HER HIDDEN PAIN ? ☆☆☆ PLEASE DON'T TRY TO STEAL MY WORK, I WILL NOT TOLERATE IT. I DON'T ALLOW MY WORK TO BE USED IN ANY WAY OR ADAPTED IN ANY WAY WITHOUT MY PERMISSION. Copyright ©️ 2021 by Vel