"THE RAJVANSHI'S" ~ An unfading love saga An Indian story of three billionaire brothers of India.. The "Rajvanshi's" the most renowned family. The name itself makes the people shiver. Nobody dares to mess with them. But what about the mess they have in their lives? Three brothers, three personalities, three love stories , three brides.. Six people, three couples and definitely a multicouple book. Tune in to the journey of "THE RAJVANSHI'S" ~ An unfading love saga Trending:- #2 cold husband {3/09/23} #1 cold husband {4/09/23} #5 romcom{10/09/23} #1 romcom{11/09/23} #4 romcom {12/09/23} #6 romcom{13/09/23} #3 cute{24/10/23} #5 cute {25/10/23} #7 Wattpad romance{24/11/23} #4 Wattpad romance {24/02/24} #1 Delhi {09/09/24} #4 brides {15/01/25} #1 Delhi {1/05/25} #1 Cold {03/10/25} #4 cliches {14/02/26} STARTED:-18/8/2023 ENDED:- 20/6/2024

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔, 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅-𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏. 𝑨𝒓𝒂𝒗 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒊 𝒇𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒏. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅. 𝑯𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔. 𝑵𝒐𝒘, 𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒔. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌?

𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 (𝟏𝟖+) 𝐓𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤, 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐝..𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐨❤️ 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 ✔️ . . . . . #1 Shorts #1 in short story #1 in shy love #2 in Humor

❝𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐦𝐞.❞ A hundred concubines lived in Emperor Sylvos' inner court - the heart of his thorned fortress. With a cruel ranking system, only favored concubines had the honor of meeting with His Majesty. And only the woman able to bear him a child could become empress. Raine Stjorme had climbed the ranks to the top. And after praying each night, she was finally with child. Yet all this was rewarded with the cruelest of fates. Murdered by the man she loved, Raine cursed Emperor Sylvos with her dying breath. She cursed his whole court as they snickered at her final moments. And her curse had taken root. Now, Raine awakens three years before her destined death, on the fateful day she first encounters the emperor. Armed with this second chance, she vows to make him fall - and to bring his empire down with him. But when faced with the tyrant who claimed her heart, could she still follow through? ✦✦✦ 𝙏𝙍𝙊𝙋𝙀𝙎 𝙄𝙉𝘾𝙇𝙐𝘿𝙀𝘿: -𝙀𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨 -𝙎𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 -𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙭𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙮 -𝘼𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙜𝙚 -𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚 -𝙑𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 -𝘽𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙨𝙨 𝙁𝙈𝘾 -𝙈𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙨

The story unfolds in the 1950s Madhya Pradesh, revolving around 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐚, an 18-year-old girl, who enters into an arranged marriage with a Thakur, a man ten years her senior. He holds authority over more than a hundred villages. But how did she became his purchased wife. Will love every bloom between them. Peep to know more. 18+ #1 Virgin Male ( 31/01/2025) #1 Character development (10/09/2025) This story contains mature themes and domestic violence. This story is written by following all types of wattpad guidelines. Don't try to report the story because it's already tagged mature and if readers feel uncomfortable then discontinue reading the story.

She leaves her family to live with a man she has never met. She's only read about him, and knows the hell she's getting into, but she does this to save her father's kingdom. In a time where women are used, abused, and punished without cause even for being literate without marriage to a royal bloodline, watch this young woman defy all odds, the idea of normalcy, and eventually conquer the heart of the king who is feared by all. "Why do you always test my patience?" "I don't mean to," Saya tells him, still looking in his eyes. "...I'm sorry" she manages to say. The king can't stand this, suddenly crashing his lips against hers immediately. How can she make him so furious but still manage to turn him on? Cover done by @__AK__WRITES ❤❤❤

Meet the brides of shekhawats SAMEEKSHA SHEKHAWAT belongs to a conservative humble family, they have their own laws and principles which taught Sameeksha to live in a certain way, modern ethics of the shekhawats is what she can't seem to take hold of and maybe that's what makes her husband DHRUV SHEKHAWAT despise her so much, he thinks that she doesn't deserve to be the eldest daughter in law of the shekhawats, let alone his wife. SURBHI SHEKHAWAT, once a cheerful girl suddenly turned rebellious, sad, and just so unlike her old self. she who always feared her father was set up with the most fun out of all the brothers YUVAAN SHEKHAWAT, he's funny, smart, intelligent, anything you could name, and most of all he's such a tease, he takes upon himself to make this marriage work and help his wife with everything he could. TAARIKA and ARJUN SHEKHAWAT, the celebrity couple, with their issues in the past. arjun's family refuses to accept her as the daughter-in-law of their house, but for the sake of their unborn child. they let them marry. Taarika has enough disliking for the family that she doesn't bother to fix her relations with them. she minds her own business and lives for herself and her family which consists of her husband and baby. While on the other hand, Arjun who's tired of the problems his family has with his wife decides to make it better between them. Follow along the story of shekhawats to know how life goes for the brides of shekhawats.

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. Please read whole story.male lead have a really good character development This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!

𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙬 𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙡 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙥𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙮... "𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝙸 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝" 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚌𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐. "𝙱𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚒𝚝... 𝙼𝚢 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝" 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎. 𝚃𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜. 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚍....