#1 all INDIA RANK ON 26oct 28 oct 3 march MAY JUNE and many more!! #1 die bollywood warriors cute ISHWASA X MUBARIZ Jab mohobbat itni badh jaye ki wo lafjon me bayan na ki ja sake to koi tareeka to chahiye na apni mehram ko batane ka ki unse mohobbat kitni beshumar ho gayi hai. Bas mahroo hamare bhi lafj khatam ho gaye hain, itni betahasha mohobbat ho gayi hai aapse ki ab appke jarre jarre par hamara nam likhne ka jee chahta h. Apne aap ko aap ko saupane ka jee chahta hai. Aapko is kadr khud me samana chahte hain ki khuda khud bhi aapko hamse juda na kar paye." " When love gets so much increased that it can not be described in words then we need to find a way to tell our beloved about how much we love them that how much we love them. Mahroo my words too felt finished. I love you so damn much that I want my name to be imprinted on each and every pore of your body. I want to submit myself to you now. I want you to diffuse in me such a way that god himself could not be able to put us apart." He again claimed my lips but this time I can feel the urgency, the desperation in his actions which I never felt before. He always kiss me lovingly and slowly but this one was totally opposite. His hands roamed on my entire waist but when he traced my belly button with his fingers a sound escaped my lips without my permission," Ahhhmmm". My body shaking with the sensations and he left my lips only to look into my eyes. Reviews~~~ * his actions are so intense🔥🔥 *Ahhhhhh 🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋 Oops sorry 🐛🐛🐛🐛 *lots of love 💖💖💖to the author ❤️❤️ I can never forget this story. ..... 👍🏻👍🏻 *ahhh aree ariz ❤️‍🩹😭🤌🏻 ek ariz to me bhi deserve karti hu na ??.me good girl hu 🙂 *Haayeeee Bhaisab sharam aa gyi ye pad ke toh *Taking ss of these lines and keeping them in my notes to show my future husband😭 ( or abhi 18 ki hu mein 🤡). These are just too good.✨🌹 *Marry me khwahish💖😘 Give it a ch

Raised in exile, Princess Zohra returns to the palace only to be surrendered to Sultan Sikander after his army forces her father into negotiation. Sent to his kingdom as a political guarantee, she expects a tyrant-but finds a ruler trapped in an unwanted marriage arrangement. When the Sultan's bride escapes on the day of the nikah, Sikander marries Zohra instead to protect his honour. What starts as a forced alliance slowly turns into a clash of wills, quiet care, and a love neither of them planned. ★First chapter : 2nd November 2024 ★Final chapter : 21st August 2025 Happy Journey :))))

A Periodic,after marriage love story.. (💖 Happy ending alert 💖) When a handsome, ruthless, and valiant Chief General Commander marries a girl who is soft-spoken and gentle but possesses deep strength of character, she aspires to become a physician. Main characters:- Parvateshwar Singh Rathore:- Royal chief General commander (Senapati). He is a valiant general ,who is reserved by his soldiers and feared by his enemies for his unmatched prowess on the battlefield. His demeanor is ruthless,his actions are well calculated and precise,showing no mercy to those who dared threaten his homeland . Emotionless on the battlefield, he remains focused solely on the mission at hand ,his bravery unmatched by any other.For him THE protection of his motherland is not just a priority but a scared duty. At a very tender age he was thrown in the battlefield that was surrounded by ruthless enemies ,So for him feelings like love and caring were foreign until he got married. Ayurvati Singh Rathore:- Wife of Parvateshwar The wife of Senapati, she embodies the epitome of compassion with her soft spoken nature and gentle demeanor. She aspires to be a physician but was married to Parvateshwar. She excludes kindness and warmth. Inspite being soft spoken Ayurvati posses a strong personality refusing to tolerate Injustice. When called upon she fearlessly takes a stand for herself. Will this martial union result in the bloom of love, or will it break over the course of time?

Someone once asked me: if I were to be reborn one time what would I want to be? I answered, "General" Because I like it when girls are tough and yes, no need for the romance part because, in the end, guys prefer girls who need to be protected. Little did I know my wish could come true when I got run over by a car one day and woke up as an infant the next day. DISCLAIMER! NONE OF THE IMAGES I'VE USED IN THIS STORY IS MINE. THEY BELONG TO THEIR RESPECTIVE CREATORS TO WHICH I ADDED REFERENCES IF I FOUND THEM (MOST OF THEM ARE FROM PINTEREST AND GOOGLE IMAGES). I AM JUST THE WRITER AND THIS IS MY FIRST ORIGINAL STORY. THIS STORY IS ALSO AVAILABLE IN POPINK! PLEASE CHECK IT OUT IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO GIVE SOME SUPPORT :) Highest rankings: No.1 in General No.1 in Reincarnate Mo.2 in Female protagonist No.3 in Reborn

All rights reserved In the year 2025, young historian Vedika has dedicated her life to uncovering the lost stories of ancient India. Her latest expedition leads her deep into the Western Ghats, where legends whisper of a once-mighty empire- Mahishmati, now buried beneath time and silence. When Vedika and her team uncover the long-lost palace ruins, she feels drawn to one sealed chamber, untouched for centuries. Inside, she finds something.. A fragment of a broken mirror. The artifact calls to her in a way she cannot explain. Ignoring protocol, Vedika takes the mirror home. At first, it's just a piece of history to study. But soon, strange things begin to happen. The mirror hums faintly in her presence. Its surface seems to ripple like water. Then one night, as moonlight spills across her desk, she sees a reflection that is not her own. A pair of dark, watchful eyes stare back at her through the fractured glass. He speaks a language long dead, yet she understands every word. He calls her Devi. He tells her of a kingdom, of battles, of betrayal. Coming from a lonely home, Vedika begins to live for these midnight conversations. The voice in the mirror becomes her secret, her solace. The man within it feels impossibly real- commanding yet vulnerable, a ruler burdened by destiny. His name is Bhalladeva, Crown Prince of Mahishmati. The same Bhalladeva whom history remembers as a tyrant. As their connection deepens, Vedika sees the man behind the legend, the son striving for his father's pride. The prince overshadowed by his brother, the heart hidden beneath layers of ambition. She begins to wonder if history got him wrong. She faces a question that could change history: can love transform a man destined to be a villain, or is fate stronger than even the heart? A Rift in time for Bhalladeva is a sweeping tale of love, destiny, and redemption. A story where the past and future collide, and one woman's courage might rewrite the fate of an empire.

The portrait should have been nothing more than paint on fading canvas- Yet the moment the students stepped into the museum hall, the air shifted. It felt as if the walls remembered things -Prisha felt it first. Prisha Mehta-quiet, observant, orphaned-stood apart from her class, fingers grazing the railing as her eyes fixed on the newly unearthed painting. Princess Shivanya Maheshwari. The artist had painted her like a prayer. Long kohl-lined eyes. Dusky skin glowing beneath jewels. A soft mouth curved with grace. But beneath all the beauty, something felt terribly wrong. Prisha's heartbeat stilled. Because the princess didn't just resemble her. She looked exactly like her.The same eyes. The same bone structure. The same face. Her professor spoke somewhere behind her, recounting how Shivanya's kingdom fell to war centuries ago. How she died young, slain by the ruthless Prince Prithviraj Kshatriya-heir of the rival throne. That night, sleep refused to come. Something inside her whispered- Go back. She shouldn't have. She shouldn't have snuck past the locked museum doors, shouldn't have wandered alone through marble corridors lit only by thunder. But curiosity-dangerous, consuming-pulled her in. Thunder cracked above, rattling the walls.Prisha's breath hitched. And then-even before she could scream-the ground split open beneath her. The museum vanished. With a violent gasp, she clawed her way to the surface. Gone was the museum. Gone was the girl she had been. She staggered to her feet-drenched, trembling- maroon silk clinging to her body, gold heavy around her throat and wrists. She wasn't wearing her own clothes anymore.She was wearing the princess's. Prisha-no, Shivanya-stood in a storm-drenched forest. The only way back to her time was through the portrait. But to reach it...she would have to survive the kingdom that killed her once- -and the prince who was never meant to fall in love with her.

Lin Ziqi, a woman in her forties, is a dedicated wife and mother, having always adhered to the expectations laid out by her parents and husband. She married the man they chose for her, built a life around him and their children, and worked tirelessly to uphold the values of loyalty and obedience. However, her sacrifices go unappreciated. Her husband has a mistress, and in a brutal turn of events, it is her own son who, manipulated by this mistress, murders her. In her final moments, as she takes her last breath, Lin Ziqi's only regret is the life she could have had if she had chosen the boy from her past-the one who had waited for her, hour after hour, after high school, with a single withered rose in his hand. She wonders what her life might have been like if she had chosen to be loved, rather than loyal. When she dies, the world changes. Lin Ziqi wakes up. She is no longer a forty-year-old woman bound by regret. Instead, she is back in high school, the very place where her journey had once begun. Her best friend calls her attention to the present as the teacher asks her to answer a trigonometry question. Lin Ziqi's heart races. She is *reborn*. The realization hits her like a wave-the chance to rewrite her story, to make different choices. As she walks out of the school building, her gaze lands on him-the quiet boy who waited for her, holding that same withered rose in his hand. Lin Ziqi smiles softly to herself and approaches him. This time, she accepts the rose without hesitation, placing a kiss on his right cheek. The boy, taken by surprise, blushes but smiles in return. The world feels different now, a world where the past cannot hold her back.

If you love zero tears and no-nonsense as well as strong women (who never suffers), then this book is for you. Trust me, my female lead is a powerful intelligent woman who has the guts to set people straight (without losing her sanity in the most humorous way). What happens when you are forcefully taken away from your parents only to be placed in the Sultan's harem? Where every women in the harem is hell-bent being becoming the sultan's favourite in order to gain the political power. What is more important? The peaceful life without political restrictions or the destiny to become the Sultana of the nation? How will you survive in midst of people who are busy amongst themselves to scheme and yield for the unconditional power? Well, enjoy the journey of Serena, an innocent girl who turns into a fearless leader and sets everyone straight. (My promise of bringing positivity continues. I assure zero tears and strong positive characters) (Cover by @life_is_going_on)

Everyone deserves a second chance. But Xie Li Na certainly knows that she doesn't deserve it. All those mistakes she committed earned a good punishment. And she had received it all. But still, that man's sad eyes makes her feels distressed. 'Shen Yun Tian, this time I will love you. I promise' ------------------------------------- This is an original story and this writer apologized for any mistakes Started on 25/1/2019 28/2/2019 #1 in reborn 25/4/2019 #1 in romance

"Please, let me go" I don't know why she wanted to kill me. I thought she was my best friend. She stabbed the knife into my chest, "He said only if you are dead, he'll accept me" I spatted the blood from my mouth, "H-He?" "Yes. When he confessed his love to you, do you remember how you rejected him?" "I d-did that because I k-knew you like -him" "Oh stop your drama 'I am a good girl' show. I have lots of money, I have so many ways to get what I like. But he asked me you to be dead. so of course to get what i want, I'll go to any extreme" Again she stabbed me in the same place, "Be a good a girl and have a Eternal sleep. Don't worry, I'll lead a happy life with the one I love" Before I closed my eyes, I saw her evil smile which pained me a lot. Why I have to die like this? It's unfair for me. I can't accept dying like this. It's really not fair. -------------------------- Daily update guaranteed. Please support me. Thank you.