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?

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞?? ◉𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙘𝙚, 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚◉ ◉𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙢, 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙚◉ ◉𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙚, 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚◉ 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆?? ⋇✿⋇✦⋇✿⋇ #2 in warriors #2 in stabbing #20 in war #1 in warriorprincess #5 in royalty #1 in royalblood

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 Ⅰ 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐏𝐔𝐓𝐈-𝐁𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐀 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘 Shefali Roy had lost her parents in a pandemic when she was just one year old. That was the first time she was orphaned. The next time she was orphaned was when she was seventeen. The army of the barbaric sultan invaded and burned down every house in the tranquil town of Muksadabad where she lived with her old grandfather. Shefali had to run into the wilderness of the outer world because she knew if they caught her then they would not even spare her death. Having been orphaned again into the hands of circumstances, the last thing she wanted was to faint in the longing road just to end up in the service she was so vividly running away from, prostitution. The youngest son of the royal family of Chauhans of Rajasthan was growing up unaware of the twisted future he was to face soon. It was only until one fine day that he saw a girl wearing a distinct piece of worn-out dirty cloth so beautifully draped around her body, nothing like what his people wear. All until his glance reached her curious eyes when he was blown away by the wilderness of her serenity. Having hated such women who indulge in prostitution all his life ever since his father, the king, started having serious affairs with them, will this hot-headed Chauhan of Rajasthan understand the unheard words of the girl who thought the most yet talked the least? It's not a tale of love and happy endings... it's a legacy of generations in the Royal family of the Chauhans dating back to the early 16th Century when pride met poise and turned wise. #1 in Bookworm #25 in Interesting #64 in Historical Fiction

What had I done? Rajveer Pratap Ranawat was a crime lord, king of the fucking underworld and I was here, in his den with nothing but a notepad and a pen. His presence was suffocating, bone chilling. "You think you can uncover my secrets, Miss Sharma?" His voice was a low, dangerous rumble, sending a shiver down my spine. "You're playing a dangerous game." I squared my shoulders, trying to muster the same bravado that had carried me into this lion's den. "I'm not playing," I retorted, my voice betraying a hint of defiance laced with unease. "I'm here for the truth, no matter how deep it runs." A predatory smile tugged at the corners of his lips, his dark eyes gleaming with something that sent a chill through me. "Oh, I know your kind," he murmured, taking a slow step closer until his presence enveloped me. "Bold on the surface, trembling underneath." "I'm not afraid of you," I insisted, though the way his fingers brushed against my arm sent a jolt of electricity through me. His expression hardened, his grip tightening just enough to convey his power. "You should be," he whispered, his breath hot against my cheek. "In my world, fear is survival." His eyes bore into mine with a primal intensity, a challenge and a warning wrapped into one. "You are already in deeper than you realize," he murmured, his voice softening imperceptibly. "And now that you are in, there is no turning back." The room seemed to close in around us and then is when I realised that I had stepped into a dangerous game-one where the lines between adversary and attraction blurred dangerously, threatening to consume me in ways I never imagined possible. "And you, my Dove," Rajveer's voice cut through the thick silence like a blade, chilling me to the core. His tone held a possessive edge, cold and commanding. "look like you are meant to be mine. And what is mine," he paused, his dark eyes boring into mine with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine, "stays with me."

Mr. Raichand, you are my boss, not my therapist. I don't find it professional." I told the man sitting opposite to me in his black suit and thumb pressing his lip as he continued to look at me. " Shivanya, things have never been professional between you and me ever since you walked in for that interview. Since then, I have thought about you in seven hundred ways, none of which closely resonates with me being your boss or you being my employee." The thing is, he doesn't mince words outside the Courtroom. I am sorry, what?" I asked, shocked. " You heard me right for the first time." He did not repeat him words but continued to look at me, standing a few feet away from and looking intimidating just as ever. The thing was, I hated being looked at for too much. Much of this insecurity came from being curvy and not being comfortable under my own skin. But his gaze was something else. It did not make me uncomfortable in the way people usually do, it was almost as if he was looking at me. Not my looks or my work, but at me. " You fail to understand, sir. When I tell you that I don't want your help in something which is not related to work, I mean it. Apart from that, if I find myself in a difficult position in a case, I know where to find you." I took a step back and turned around to collect my laptop and bag to leave but his voice stopped me again. " I have been waiting for you longer than you know of it Miss Chopra. You will find out soon enough." His words sounded dangerously close to a promise, sending a shiver down my spine as he once again sat down in the chair next to where I was standing. " Have a good day sir." I hurried out of the Conference room once I had everything. Ignorance is bliss, until it is not. She knows of it. He knows of it. He accepts it, she does not. They are not opposites but they are in no way similar either. But the real question is, will she acknowledge it?

An impulsive decision along with a sinister idea was enough to create a mess. The mess was big enough to turn the life of the person involved upside down. But an immutable decision was taken that tangled two people in the chaos, one who was not at fault and the other who was oblivious of everything.How will the two deal with the situation they got stuck in?To know more peek inside the romantic-thriller journey of our protagonists named "Bride In Blue"

Betrayal indeed hurts the most. But can anyone ever justify it? How cruel it sounds to even take side of something so heinous, isn't it? ****** She knew she was wrong yet she chose the path of treachery. She chose to be in the arms of another man, and let her marriage break into pieces. What could have led her to that step? Was it that simple or the pieces of puzzle tells another tale? To know more join the cast of Forbidden Desires and let them narrate their story of desire, love, lust and revenge.

Despite living two completely different lives, Darshan and Chinmay share the same dream...which is possibly what holds them together so close, through thick and thin. But one monsoon crashes into their lives and creates a havoc: patient begins to quiver, trust starts to shatter and their dreams...it's almost gone. Welcome to a story about friendship, trust, dreams and most of all - love.

"To begin with we are fools, thinking we would find the things we are searching for, in each other. If we had, we would've stayed together. We are fools and we fall for everything."

Standalone Previously known as Emotionally Unavailable Some stories begin after marriage, intertwining two souls that complete one another. Adhiraj/ Rishav Ranawat A hot, dashing man who runs away from the name of love. Anger sits on his nose, making it its home. Rudeness and arrogance is his second language. Personality so unforgettable that you can't help but look his way with admiration and lust. A self-made billionaire. Kaira Sharma Simple girl with high Morales. Shy and introvert for the world and a extrovert to her closed ones. She speaks in silence. Looking at the world with her own spectacles. Fighter but also gets frightened very quick. One glare and she take a step back but not at that cost of her-self-respect. Both get tied unwantedly in the holy union called MARRIAGE.