She was married before she understood what marriage meant. He forgot before he learned what love truly is. Pakhi, a sharp-witted girl from Jaisalmer, returns to her hometown after years of living like the past never happened. No one remembers the childhood wedding that tied her to a boy with royal blood Rudraansh Rathore, heir to Jaisalmer's throne, returns from abroad not just as royalty, but as the future king of an underground empire no one dares speak of. When fate brings them back into the same city, only one of them knows the truth... And the other is standing too close to danger or destiny... to see it coming. In a city where crowns gleam and secrets rot, what happens when a forgotten bride crosses paths with her king... again?

BOOK 1 OF THE UNEXPECTED SERIES In a world where tradition clashes with modernity, Vaidehi is a modern-day princess bound by society's rigid expectations. Saransh, a brooding prince with a shadowed past, one he's not keen to reveal. Despite his noble title, he's no stranger to scandal, secrecy, and keeping people at arm's length. When Vaidehi and Saransh first meet, sparks fly-but not the romantic kind. They can't stand each other. Her quick wit and stubborn defiance clash against his sarcastic retorts and cold demeanor. Their animosity is immediate, and they are more than happy to go their separate ways. Except, there's one problem: they're about to be married. Trapped in an arranged marriage neither of them wanted, the chaos begins. As they navigate the pressures of their families, societal norms, and the looming shadow of Saransh's past, they might just discover that love can blossom in the most unexpected places-even between two people who started out as enemies. In a world full of unexpected turns, will love find a way to conquer? __________ Tropes : Arrange Marriage Age-Gap One-bed Forced Proximity Hate to Love He fell first and harder Obsessed Grumpy X Grumpy Healing Through Love __________ 1 in Top Ten in India 1 in #himandher 1 in #royalstory 1 in #haterelationship 1 in #pyaar 1 in #comedy-drama _________ Hope you enjoy the story. <3🎀

"𝐇𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐡 𝐝𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐲𝐞... 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐚 𝐚𝐚𝐤𝐡𝐫𝐢 𝐝𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐠𝐚 𝐚𝐚𝐣." "𝐖𝐨𝐡 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚, 𝐣𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚." She was a widow, he was a mad king. She lived in white, her days as hollow as the bangles she shattered at her husband's pyre. He lived in red, a force of chaos wrapped in flesh, his path painted in the blood of the fallen, his throne a pyre of the conquered. His enemies feared his madness. His allies feared his boredom. He did not rage to conquer-he raged to feel, to break the silence that clung to his soul like the ashes of his fallen foes. She wasn't just a bride, she was the prize, the possession he won in a war. He extended his hand, rough and scarred, the hand that had broken empires and crushed crowns. His voice was a low rumble, a whisper wrapped in steel. "Yeh haath ek shauk nahi... ek zimmedari hai. Thukra dengi toh bhi, zindagi bhar yeh haath kisi aur ke liye nahi badhega." She looked at the outstretched hand, the hand that had shattered kingdoms, and her lips curled in a bitter, ghostly smile. "Vidhva hai hum... Bhagwan bhi maaf nahi karenge." He stepped closer, the air between them thick with unspoken promises and dangerous desires, his jaw tightening, eyes darkening with a madness only she seemed capable of awakening. "Jab mard pe daag lagta hai, uski kamai se dhul jaata hai. Magar aurat par jo daag lagta hai, woh uske marne ke baad bhi zinda rehta hai." His fingers twitched, aching to trace the curve of her neck, to feel the pulse beneath her fragile skin, to break the distance between madness and defiance. "Aap mere liye sirf kamzori nahi, junoon hai," he murmured, his voice rough, the words a dark promise. "Aur junoon ke raaste mein aane wale log sirf ek hi anjaam paate hain-maut." And in that stolen breath, where white met red, where restraint clash

Unki pehli mulaqat mein lafzon ki zarurat nahi thi , unki aankhon ne hi kissa likh diya. prem ka~ Previously known as his ardhangini-hind saga.

#Book 2 of Rathore's brother series ISHANI VIKRAM RAJPUT The wife of Vikram Rajput, Ishani is an innocent and kind-hearted young woman who hails from a humble middle-class family. Deprived of love and affection from her parents, she naively believed that marriage would bring her the warmth and care she always longed for. However, her dreams were shattered when she found herself in a toxic and abusive marriage. "Maa, please, I want to come home," she pleaded desperately. Her mother replied coldly, "Even if you die, don't come to our house-you are nothing but a burden to us." DEVANSH SINGH RATHORE Brother-in-law of Ishani and a single hot DAD,cold man and soft hearted only for his daughter(love) "A successful businessman and secretive mafia head, he exudes a calm aura that sends shivers down everyone's spine. After mysteriously leaving India five years ago, he returns with no explanation, a man full of secrets. He speaks only when necessary; his eyes do the rest, sending a chilling message with just one glance." Chlta firta BOMB both from looks and Nature ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ "Dedicated to all the girls who yearn for love, both soft and dangerous." ⚠️WARNING: This book contains mature content. there is a mention of abuse,suicide,rape,depression and murder(not by male lead) read only if you comfortable...

Arnav ♡ Aakriti ~ Aakriti Saxena's Age 19. A delicate soul wrapped in innocence, Aakriti is a BBA first-year student with dreams bigger than the sky-but wings clipped by her circumstances. She is beautiful, soft-spoken, emotional, and painfully shy. After the tragic death of her parents, she was forced to live with her uncle and aunt, who treat her like an unpaid servant. She bears the weight of their cruelty with silent strength. Despite everything, her heart is pure, and her emotions run deep. Little does she know, her life is about to take a shocking turn when fate entangles her with the coldest man she's ever met... But will she melt his heart-or lose herself in the fire? Arnav Singhania Age 27 Tall, intense, and dangerously attractive. Arnav is the CEO of AS Industries and secretly rules the underworld with an iron fist. Cold-hearted and emotionally detached, he lives in shadows, hiding pain beneath power. When Aakriti slapped him during an unexpected encounter, she unknowingly woke the storm inside him. Driven by revenge and haunted by a forgotten past, Arnav forcefully marries her-to punish, possess, and control. But destiny has its own plans... because Aakriti reminds him of something. Of someone. And for the first time, his frozen heart begins to tremble. But is it love... or obsession? ~ But can two broken souls heal each other... or will love get lost between revenge and redemption? Will fate bring them closer-or will their pasts tear them apart forever? ~ Dive into a story of intense emotions, slow-burn romance, and dark secrets where love is not a choice... it's a war. _____________________________________________

Book - 1 (Best friends series) Aditya x Meera 🎀 Meet Mr. Aditya Singhania India's most feared mafia king. Ruthless and merciless. He's the enigmatic diamond tycoon, commands attention wherever he goes. His chiseled jawline, piercing brown eyes and a cold, calculating demeanor mask his true identity. Aditya rules his shadowy empire with a iron fist. And there's Meera Sharma a short tempered and loving girl. Who want to live her life like all freedom. But, His Obsession is a wildfire, fierce and all consuming. In a world where power bent to his will, she is the one thing he cannot control, and that it drives him mad. Her laughter haunted his sleepless nights, her defiance ignites a dangerous hunger in his veins. He craves her like a man craves air, and no amount of chaos, bloodshed, or war can extinguish his need. His world was built on fear and respect, but for her, he is willing to burn kingdoms to ash. She is his addiction, his salvation, and his madness all wrapped in the one thing he was willing to ruin himself for.

She believed in love. He believed in nothing. Fate believed in chaos. A marriage of convenience. Two wounded souls. Two secrets. One marriage neither asked for. No promises. No emotions. Just a name shared... and a home divided. Anvika Khanna, an introvert sweet girl, once lit up every room she walked into-the heart of the Khanna family, with dreams spun from fairytales and ink-until her world shattered with accusations, betrayals, and a past too painful to forget. Stripped of her name and family, she built a quiet empire through her words, hiding behind a pen name... and a broken heart no one sees. She disappeared into silence... and her stories. Evyavaan Malhotra, the cold, elusive and the eldest heir of the powerful Malhotra empire, has learned to keep love at arm's length and wear a facade of grumpiness. He has demons of his own. Bound to Anvika by duty, not choice, he never wanted a wife-especially not one with a past wrapped in shadows. He swears to keep his distance-unaware she's already survived worse than his distance. But can love bloom in the silence between the storms? Or are some scars too deep to heal? •~•~•~•~• It's a standalone novel! This book contains content intended for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised. Copyright © - This story is a work of fiction and belongs to me. Do not copy or repost without permission.