Highest Ranking #1 Rajasthan This is my first story it is written in a narrative way and sometimes in someone's POV. It is not in a proper format please excuse my mistakes. Hope to improve. This story is not related to any people but just an imagination and doesn't hurt or remark about any religion or norms. It's purely imaginative. Synopsis After her fathers death, 13 year old SATI is sent to Bombay for further studies. Eight years after her father's death Sati has returned to Bhairavgad with revenge on her mind. The last words her father told was about the passages inside the Bhairavgad Fort. To unravel what her father meant, she fully prepared herself these eight years of any obstacles that will come in her way. But her father's elder brother Kanwar Singh has placed a biggest obstacle in her way RUDRA. There will be a fair warning before in some chapters due to violence and mature content. This book is though for all age groups except for few chapters. Started: 15th April, 2019

[Sequel to The Girl With The Headscarf] [Highest ranking yet: #9 in Spiritual] » she came undone and it was a beautiful tragedy «

[2017 Watty Award Winner] [Featured Wattpad Story] [Highest ranking yet: #1 in Spiritual] » she tried her best to keep herself in wraps but he seemed determined to undo her «

Their love was like a wildfire. Once spread, there was no stopping them. What started as an innocent glance became the magnitude of their flame. * * * In a country, where justice had no value and freedom was suppressed, lived two souls. Lies tore them apart, hatred planted a seed in their hearts, families plotting against each other, and a tale of forbidden love. One was born from filth, but struggled to make his name and save himself from the tainted words of his people. The other was pure in every way, her lips hushed the secrets that laid behind her eyes and the pain that resided in her heart. Adar was not like the rest of the villagers. He was a prince in his own way, looking for his queen. A village of evil, people of danger, relatives of believers come together to create the heart-wrenching tale of Adar and Rabiya. •Cover made by @rukswrites• [Featured by Wattpad]

🔅🔆Sequel of The Crowned Prince. Can't be read alone, kindly read The Crowned Prince first.🔆🔅 As he said, "It's not going to be peaches and cream,it's going to be roses and thorns." And he was waiting to be torn by the thorns just to get a whiff of the intoxicating smell of that sinful Rose. 🔅🔆🔅 She settled herself beside him. He glanced up from his laptop and asked, "What happened?" "I am nervous.",she muttered. "Come here.", he kept his laptop aside and pulled her closer. She hugged him tightly, hiding her face in his chest. He possessively wrapped his arms around her as if hiding her from the world. "You are my Queen, you know that?",he patted her head. She nodded her head, but pushing herself more in his chest. Who will tell this Crown Prince, that it was not nervousness, but her craving for his attention, love and care. 🔅🔆🔅 "Enough!!",she showed her hand and said in a loud voice. "Mr. Rawal, tell your son to stay in his limits.",she looked at the aged man. "Why the hell are you talking to my father? Talk to me, woman.",that man said arrogantly. "Mr. Yogesh Rawal, if I would have been you, I would love to mind my own business. Don't you dare to talk to me in that tone,ever. Believe me, you won't love the consequences.", her sweet tone laced with venom. "How-" He started in anger only to be cut in middle by her. "You love to test my patience, don't you? Listen to me and listen clearly, if you want your little self to stay alive,might I add in a single piece then just shut your bloody mouth. My tolerance is hanging on a thin thread.", she whispered to make it clear to that thick headed man. 🔅🔆🔅 She is the woman. Woman of words and confidence. Woman who demand respect. Her aura, screaming authority. Her eyes, burning with embers. Her heart, blazing from years. Her soul, greedy to see someone's end. Beware! Nobody will be spared in THE QUEEN'S REALM. 🔅🔆🔅 Peep in to know more....

🔅This story is not a historical fiction.🔅 🔅🔆🔅 He was standing in his balcony, feeling the cold night and sipping over his black coffee. Suddenly , he saw a silhouette in the garden moving near the boundaries. He placed his coffee aside and moved a little forward squinting his eyes to see the person but darkness created by trees at that place was not helping. He quickly went towards the garden instead of shouting for guards. When he was entering the garden , he saw that it was none other than her. She was climbing the walls and soon she jumped over the wall. He ran towards his car and ignited the engine.He followed her outside the palace keeping his speed slow. "Why is she sneaking like a thief?" "Is she the traitor whom he was searching for days, who was involved in data breeching?" All these questions flooded his mind seeing her walking speedily while tucking her hands in the side pockets of her hoodie. He was following her quietly and she was continuously walking on the black asphalt road in the midnight oblivious of his presence. His heart was beating fast with the anticipation, it was not like he had agreed fully what Rohan had said yesterday but now he was preparing himself to see the worst thing his mind ever could imagine about her. She was not like that. She can't betray him. But if she is the culprit then he will not hesitate before doing what he usually does to a traitor. She would get the punishment and the punishment is DEATH. 🔅🔆🔅 Welcome to the life of ROYALS. Royals whose lifes are unpredictable. Royals who rule on the people. 🔅🔆🔅 He says, " Don't you ever dare to hurt me, because if it will be my turn, you will have to google how to stop crying." 🔅🔆🔅 She says, " I refused to let it break me, I faced the tragedy, I felt the pain and it only made me stronger" 🔅🔆

*Wattpad Indian Ambassador's Featured Novel* [Milestones: Winner of Little Moonlight Award] {Highest Ranking - #2 in romance} {New Ranking System - #1 in issues, #5 in love, #1 in honeymoon} Anahita Maurya is the perfect image of an independent and strong girl, with a modern family background. Despite this, she's in an early engagement with her father's best friend's son, Yuvraaj. That son of a bitch knows nothing but to get under her skin. She despises him, no scratch that. She is scared of his presence in her life, and she does everything in her power to get out of his vice clasp - even if it means getting a boyfriend and defying her family. Rebellion to persuasion; everything's tried. One last leap of faith - to run away on her wedding day. This is perfect, except... Her boyfriend will never show up.

"Beauty is not what attracts the eye; but that what captures the heart." -Anonymous "Hypothetically speaking; life is a journey, physical beauty is materialistic and love is priceless. Hypothetically, our requirements when it comes to 'our life partners' are: Personality golden heart love respect But we humans are hypocrites! Hypothesis can never walk hand in hand with practical life When filling the form on a matrimonial site... Isn't it always that the description begins with 'fair and beautiful' or 'well settled and handsome'? Do we not look at the mirror, at our own reflection and judge ourselves harshly? I look at the mirror each day too. The difference is that I see myself in a different light than the rest of the world. They look at me and judge me instantly... And I... Well I happen to know myself better. I know that my abilities are far beyond what greets me in the mirror each day. I know that I desire more emotions from people than just pity and sympathy... You ask me what is wrong with me? I'd reply I am fine... Because I really am My reflection is perfect for me... I am more than a face. I am more than just physical beauty. I am that fire which will someday burn down this typical society..." ________________ Anindita; her name means 'beautiful and virtuous' She has been the center of her father's universe and the reason of her mother's smile. They were never rich... But they could afford her name... Her name that was her identity and whose meaning was synonymous to her appearance. Life isn't a bed of flowers... And neither is hers... This is her story... Of a swan turning into an ugly duckling... From being a VICTIM to becoming a SURVIVOR _______________ This story doesn't aim to hurt or offend anyone's sentiments. A work of pure fiction straight out of my own imagination. I do not support plagiarism of any sort

Mia Gibson and Hunter James were always meant to be. But dating the star quarterback that was destined to be in the NFL was not easy. Especially when even his parents believed you were ruining his career. With no other option Mia broke up with Hunter, pushing aside her feelings in order for his dreams to come true. Five years pass after their breakup. Hunter's dream came true however Mia's life turned out different than she hoped. But what happened when they cross paths once again years later? Old sparks start to fly but can they rekindle the love they use to have? New cover done by: @hornsOfARebel Previous COVER DONE BY the amazing @kimberly_white101

Two bets, one kiss, one night and it changed their life. PAKHI SINHAROY's biggest agenda was to hate the devil next door. A simple bet provoked her ultimate desires, but why did she found the devil beside her when she needed a protective shelter? The harsh reality and insane speed were ARYAN DUTTA's two best friends. His forever planned life was about to get into a whirlwind of the neighbourhood romance when the girl he despised offered herself in a sexy red gift wrap. Both wanted something else from life, but fate had other plans for them. Situations made them think - Is craving the forbidden so much tasty? Set in the city of joy Kolkata, story of two different individuals who are poles apart, childhood rivals. Yet one bet turned their life upside down. © J Josho Chatterjee 2014. All rights reserved.