FEATURED ON WATTPAD HISTORICAL ROMANCE Lavanya, the daughter of Siravuri Bhargav, the General of Maheswari, was a cheerful girl by morning but a messiah of the poor and homeless people at night. She was the most wanted person of Maheshwari and was chased by royals, especially Prince Virendra like crazy. Things take a drastic turn when the King of Maheswari asked Lavanya's hand in marriage with his son Prince Virendra who was known as God of War because of being cold and ruthless in battle fields. ♡⑅*˖•. ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ .•˖*⑅♡ "Your eyes...they are so familiar." Prince Virendra uttered subconsciously while his eyes stared deeply into a pair of beautiful, big round eyes. "My wife Lavanya has the same eyes as yours." "My eyes are unique, prince. Don't you dare to compare my eyes with any other woman!" Sanvika Devi withdrew her dagger that was resting against the epidermis of Prince Virendra's neck while animosity was evident in her voice. She glanced at Virendra before walking away. "You will never know that your wife Lavanya is Sanvika Devi." She mumbled in a low voice such that the prince couldn't hear her. ♡⑅*˖•. ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ .•˖*⑅♡ ©️ KavyaAgnihotri, 2020 (No proofread, unedited version) Started: 20th May 2020 Finished: #9 in historical fiction #1 in Prince #14 in warrior #6 in wattpadindia #2 in royalty

In this final book, Seth and Saga must untangle the mess they helped create, all while fending off a pissed off Eri. ***** Seth and Saga aren't what one would consider lucky people. So far they've done nothing but make everything worse. As Saga battles her own urges with Eri lurking around in her head, she has to face the fact that maybe killing isn't the answer to everything. Seth is put to the test when he has to adapt to no longer having his wings, and try to keep Saga off the dark ledge. Content and trigger warning: This story contains scenes of violence and sexual activity. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

"Princess. The title was never meant for me." The story starts with "Once upon a time" and ends up with "She died with her head unattached to her body." May 22 2020 - #1 in ParallelUniverse June 01 2020 - #1 in Isekai June 01 2020 - #1 in Magic June 04 2020 - #1 in Otome

For years angel academy has taught students of all races and ability's, angels, werewolves, vampires, dragon riders, you name it. The school was created for a purpose, to help students reach their full potential and rise against the demons that vow to destroy the world as we know it. But one girl changes everything. Nobody has seen her powerful kind for thousands of years. Her power could bring about the victory or downfall of every supernatural aspect. To everyone around her she is just an ordinary werewolf with and unordinary appearance but in reality she is much more. She is a Mythica. She always knew she was different. She was told to keep her powers hidden, that people would fear her for who she is. But now. Everything is going to change. ----------------------------- There WILL be dragons !! ----------------------------- ***There may be some colorful language and violence. All rights reserved, this is my own work so please DO NOT copy anything without asking permission. Original images may be subject to copyright*** HIGHEST RANK : #1 in fantasy #1 in dragons

The world is filled with creatures of magic. Some were good once. Most have always seen mortals as nothing more than food and spell fodder. For hundreds upon hundreds of years the brought havoc to mortals, tipping the balance in their favor. The gods whom had created mortals grew saddened by their inevitable extinction. They wished sorely to prevent the creations of demons from destroying what was once so beautiful. So saddened by the incoming loss, Luna goddess of the moon and life shed tears from her perch in the stars for she, more than any god was forced to bare witness to these atrocities. Her tears dripped from the sky off the ends of the stars, falling to the world into the forests she loved so. They coated the beasts she adored more than her own soul. The wolves who loved to chase the stars she would throw morphed before her very eyes. Seeing them standing beneath the nights sky, not man not beast, she knew. Her wolves would put an end to the horror against mortals. They would bring balance to this world. ~~ The children of the night? Leaches. The fae? Drunken partiers with a taste for murder. Merfolk? Fish sluts with a taste for human flesh. Trolls? Morons of the highest caliber. Zombie? Bastards of witches. Witches? Vile little whores who turned their back on humans for power. Werewolves? The beasts who hunt them all.