Three years ago, Ayesha Singh shattered Rudra Thakur's heart with a cruel confession-she never loved him. To her, he was just a stepping stone to a richer man. That night, Rudra disappeared from her life, leaving behind nothing but silence and shattered memories. Now, Rudra is back. Not as the boy who once worshipped her, but as a ruthless mafia king feared by all. And this time, he doesn't come with roses-he comes with a gun. On the night of her engagement to a man she barely knows, Rudra crashes her world, dragging her to the altar in chains. His vows are not made of love, but revenge. In his eyes, Ayesha is nothing but a liar, a gold-digger, and his prisoner. But Ayesha has secrets too-secrets that could burn them both to the ground.

Revenge and anger can drive a man to any extent. He either looses himself and drowns in the everlasting anguish or finds an unexplored path. Raja Rudransh Pratap Aditya of Jessore, Bengal, the mighty ruler known for his valour and his resistance against the Mughal Empire strives for a path of revenge from Kingdom of Harikela for the promise he made to his father on his death bead. A lie, a foe , a deceive and the ultimate betrayal. "Kidnap the Princess!" I growled at Anirban by minister. "But that's unethical Maharaj" he adjoined his hands, pleading me to not do this. "It was unethical for them to kill my father !" I screamed , the rage making me vibrate and the vision of my father's brutal death clouding my vision. I will kill them!! All of them!! Wage war against them even if I have to go through the unconventional way!! I will take away his daughter , Princess Sukanya and make her my mistress. ------------------------- 1 in #historicallove

Esme Things can become clear in a second. When I found Tanner in his office with that woman, so many things became obvious. Tanner's always held himself back from me, but now, secrets and lies come tumbling out into the light. He's never loved me and he never will. I'm no longer willing to be a placeholder in his life, and I have to end our marriage. Tanner I'd been married for four years to someone I didn't believe I loved because I thought I still loved another woman. A woman I had to give up when I chose to marry my wife after I got her pregnant. Now, the other woman's back, she's divorced and is telling me it's our time to be together. Just as soon as I divorce my wife, who's pregnant with our second child. The allure of the past was impossible to resist, so I gave in, met her at my office and my wife found us just...after. So many things became clear to me even before I looked into my wife's devastated eyes. What had I done? I knew what I'd done, and now I had to prove to my wife that she's the one I want.

•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)

"I can consider your request," he finally replied, causing her face to light up with hope. The weight of her desperation seemed to lift momentarily, replaced by a glimmer of possibility. But then, Kabir paused, making her heart sink. "On one condition," he added, his voice low and serious. The room suddenly felt suffocating, as if the air had been sucked out, leaving only tension and uncertainty. "Finish what we started the other day." His words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken desires and unfinished business. Kiara furrowed her brows, confusion evident on her face. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly. Her mind raced, desperately trying to piece together the fragments of their shared history. Kabir leaned in closer, whispering into her ear. "Spend the night here," he said, his words sending a shockwave through her body. Her eyes widened in disbelief, unable to digest what she was hearing. The room seemed to spin, blurring the boundaries between reality and fantasy. She had never expected this twist in their complicated relationship. Then she remembered a few months ago, during a moment of vulnerability, they had shared a passionate kiss. It had been a fleeting moment, a stolen connection that had left her breathless and yearning for more. She had come to Kabir to mend things between him and her best friend, Maya, but now he was suggesting something completely unexpected. Her mind raced, torn between the fear of crossing boundaries and the intoxicating allure of the unknown. Should she give in to her desires, risking everything she held dear? Or should she walk away, preserving the fragile equilibrium of their lives? story will updated every week

One minute they were complete strangers. The next minute they were standing at the alter, declaring themselves to one other. They didn't know each other. They had no connection or friendship built up beforehand. There was nothing in common with them either. Just a business arrangement between two families looking to increase their wealthy. Neither parties were fond of the idea, yet had no other choice but to comply with it. No matter how difficult and weird it was. If they had to then they had to. Oct. 2023-

"𝙇𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙪𝙢. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙖𝙣 𝙍𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙞𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪,𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚,𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙖-𝙀-𝙏𝙖𝙝𝙚𝙧." ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ It was a political marriage. Last wish of his dying father. Getting married and increasing his legacy, that's all he wanted. He wasn't supposed to have feelings for her let alone feel possessive.But why does it feel like she belongs to him, she was his all along.She was. She thought her life was over. She was sure of it.But...then how did she end up here?Which year is it? She is a rajput princess?But didn't she just died? 𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝗋𝖺𝗃𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦.𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘢𝘯'𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯? Let's take a look shall we? #firstbook in Unwanted Series A/N: The first few chapters were written when I barely knew anything about vocabulary or knew how to write a story. I started writing on impulse so it may seem a little immature. But please don't judge the book by reading the first few chapters. I

To everyone who felt like they weren't enough. Noor Kapoor A Calm and ambivert Girl. Focused, Strong and Smart. Survived in this world Fighting with her Outer and Inner demons Alone. Holding Many Secrets in her Hearts but hid everything with that sunshiny smile. Abhiman Singh Chauhan His name itself is personification of power. CEO of CHAUHAN & SONS but mostly known as HUKUM of Rajasthan.He is the definition of morally grey man. His life is filled with enemies and darkness. But what will happen when a tiny 5'2 feet ray of sunshine will enter his life? ⚠️Warning:- This is a slow burn read. Also please checkout other warnings before reading. Ranked 2 in all over India on 13/10/23.🏆 Ranked 1 in all over India on 6/11/23🏆

Rabya was unwillingly tied up in a knot of marriage with the only son of a big Zamindar; Adhrit Singh Chauhan. She once had a happy life, trying to achieve her dreams in the metropolitan city by striving to become independent so that she can financially support her family. But then, her one mistake and she was forced to marry Adhrit who's a decade older than her and lives in that regressive part of a small town in Uttar Pradesh where girls are not even allowed to step out of their house. Will Adhrit ever be able to be loved by his wife? Or will she always remain his unwilling bride?

❝нє sταrτє∂ τσ єsτrαทgє нєr ƒrσм нis ℓiƒє, αท∂ τнєy вєcαмє sτrαทgєrs. ωнσ кทєω єαcн στнєr's нєαrτ, sσ вrσкєท αs τнєy ∂riƒτє∂ αραrτ.❞ ᴀ ᴄᴏɴɴᴜʙɪᴀʟ ʙᴏɴᴅ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛᴡᴏ, ʜᴇʟᴅ ʙʏ ʜᴏɴᴏᴜʀ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ʙʏ ᴍᴜᴛᴜᴀʟ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ. ᴡʜᴇɴ sᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛs ᴛᴡᴏ sᴏᴜʟs sᴛᴀʀᴋʟʏ ᴏᴘᴘᴏsɪᴛᴇ ɪɴ ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴsᴇǫᴜᴇɴᴄᴇs? ▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼ She wɑs wɑy innocent while he wɑs simply heɑrtless.He wɑs like fire while she wɑs like the moth,completely unɑwɑre of his heɑt.He killed people mercilessly while she spreɑd hɑppiness wherever she went. Both of them hɑd ɑ devɑstɑting pɑst ɑnd preferred to obscure it. ▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴍᴇɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘᴀsᴛs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ᴏɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ? ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ғᴀʟʟ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ sᴘᴀʀᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ-ᴋɴɪᴛ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇs ᴏғ ʟɪғᴇ? ᴡɪʟʟ ᴄᴜᴘɪᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀ sᴛʀɪᴋᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇᴍ? ᴀɴᴅ ɪғ ɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴇs, ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ sᴏᴜʟs ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴏᴡɴ sʜᴀʀᴇ ᴏғ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ's ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴏʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠɪʟs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴜᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ sᴜᴄᴄᴇᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴜᴄᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ? ▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼