#Book-2 in Lost Royalty series ( CAN BE READ STANDALONE ) He is heartless, While she is a heart specialist He kills mercilessly, And she lives to save lives Both are accustomed to blood, but with different intentions: One to give back life, the other to snatch lives In the collision of their paths, will they find a way to reconcile their differences or remain irreconcilable opposites? What will happen when destiny plays its game, binding them in a knot of marriage of convenience, where both are forced to marry each other, just to fulfill a promise?

Hello everyone, Welcome to the new sequel of Captive of Obsession. This story is entirely focused on Devraj and Indu. For those who have read the previous book, this sequel picks up 2 months after the events of the accident and everything that followed. Prepare to dive deep into the intense, emotional, and complicated journey of Devraj and Indu, just the two of them, like never before.😉😉

" I won't marry you! ...Ge..t out of here!" I screamed in fear. my voice breaking. Ammi grabbed my hand, her grip tight with desperation. "Stop! Don't say anything! He will hurt you bacha!" But I wasn't listening with trembling hands, I picked up a small mirror from the table and throw it at him, everyone's eyes widened. "Leave you monster!!!" Shiva dodged it effortlessly, mirror shattered at his feet, his eyes narrowing. His jaw clenched, He exhaled sharply, his patience snapping, Everyone hold their breath thinking now he's going to hurt me as well. "Shoot her father's leg." "No!" I screamed, DIG IN TO FIND OUT MORE Do not click on this book if you can't handle senstive content.© Trigger warning ⚠️ rape, abuse, trauma, suicidal behaviour, anger , mention of blood , murder. I don't own any picture. All the photos belong to their rightful owners, only the storyline is mine so please don't copy my story, thank you.

ruhanika Pratap Singh : After 7 generation the royal family of pratapgarh was bless with a daughter... Who was considerate as noting but the blessings of goodness Durga... From household to arts , from horse riding to sword fighting , from knowledge of battel to the games of politics she was taught to everything... Her flawless beauty , fearless nature and sharpen mind in politics was the reason she was tough... yet she would be perfect example of strong queen... ••••• Abhiraj Singh Rathore : The kind yet arrogant prince of rajgarh.. Just like his name he rule authority and power... As the dominating tendency reflect in him.. never loosing single battle in his 27 years of life he was know to be strongest all over the hind... Apart from strong Prince he was know to be ruthless as he can destroy the person who will just think to cross him •••••• The story set back in 17th century when two powerful souls cross eachother's way blooming the beautiful love for eachother.... Ruhanika x abhiraj •••••••• Highest ranks ☆ #1 in fearless out of 2.08k stories #6 in warrior out of 46.1k stories 3/9/23 #13 in princess out of 60k stories 22/8/23 #1 in prince out of 40.8k stories 02/10/2023 #2 in Queen out of 47.6k stories 02/10/2023 #7 in love out of 2.37M stories 02/10/2023 ••••••••• DO NOT COPY OR REPOST 🔪 ~•✿⁠ ⁠♡๑⁠˙⁠❥⁠˙◍✧♡

☆ BOOK 1 IN THE BOUND REALMS✧ 𝐿𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑜𝑛 𝑎 𝑣𝑎𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛! 𝐓𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞? 𝑇𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝐴𝑙𝑙𝑎ℎ𝑎𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑑𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 1910, 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑤𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚.

"You think you're going to walk down an aisle for that old man?I'm done being the nice guy, Mishti. I'm ready to force this. I'll film every second of it-every filthy look on your face, every pathetic sound you make. I'll send that video to that old dick and let him watch exactly how his 'innocent' little bride moans while she's being ruined by a monster. I'll tell him explicitly, in detail, how I was the one who broke your hymen." I shivered violently, my knees feeling like they were made of water. The sheer brutality in his voice, mixed with the painful, heat-inducing pressure of his hands on my chest, made my head spin. "Sultan, please..." I whispered, my voice a broken, wet thread. He leaned in closer, his nose brushing against mine, his blood-red eyes burning into my soul. He gave my breasts one last, punishing squeeze before sliding his hands up to cup my face with a terrifying intensity. "Then give me something better, Mishti," he growled, his breath hot and smelling of dark desire. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't just rip the rest of these clothes off, throw you on that bed, and finish this right now? Why should I show you even a second of mercy?" I looked at his lips, then back at his crazed eyes. My body was betraying me; between the fear and the way he was handling me, a slick, treacherous heat was pooling between my thighs. My heart was thundering, not just from terror, but from a dark, shameful need to be claimed by the very man who was threatening to destroy me.

Monsters don't hide under the bed anymore....atleast her's didn't. He sleeps with her, beside her, in her bed. They do not have horns and fangs anymore....atleast her's didn't. He was the most beautiful thing she ever saw. They are not all about hating you.....atleast her's wasn't. He loved her... beyond the definition of human love. He loved her more than humanly possible. He loved her a bit too much... Excerpt "Ahh," he pulled her up fisting her hair in his grip. She let out a yelp as her back banged into his jeep. Her eyes were on his, and his was screaming rage. He grabbed her jaw. "Say it again," he said. "I-I will always be y-yours," she repeated. "Say it with my name."I-I am y-yours Shahzain," Sitara said, and he leaned more into her. His grip around her jaw loosened, and his hand cupped her cheek and pulled open her naqab. He rested his forehead on hers. "You are Sitara. You are mine. Just mine...." His lips engulfed her's and his hands traveled to her waist. He pulled her closer to her, eating up the tiniest bit of space they had in between. He gripped his shoulders tightly as a reflex. Just like his eyes, his kiss was dominating too, making every breath of Sitara submit to him.

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞. ✮⋆˙ 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞✮ ⋆˙ The priest instructed him to apply the vermillion. He took a bit in his hand and paused just a few centimeters away from her forehead. He asked her in a slow voice, "Tara, bhar du na?" (Tara, shall I apply it?) "Nahi bharna chahte hain aap?" Tara asked, her eyebrows furrowed. (Don't you want to?) "I don't do divorce. Reh logi bina pyar ke?" he asked softly. (I don't do divorce. Will you stay without love?) "Pyar ke bina toh reh lungi. Lekin Rudra aap, Yuvraj aur Yashvi toh mere sath rahoge na?" Tara asked, smiling. (I can stay without love. But Rudra, will you, Yuvraj, and Yashvi stay with me?) ༻❁༺ As secrets are revealed, tangled destinies begin to unravel, changing relationships for better or worse. The story follows Rudra and Tara's intertwined lives, their healing, and the born-again power of love. [Translations in English are available.]

Paridhi, a 30-year-old, Orphan and self-made billionaire, is a woman forged by hardship and triumph. From an early age, she endured relentless bullying and societal rejection simply for being parentless. Despite being treated like trash, she never bowed to her tormentors. With fierce determination, Paridhi clawed her way to the top, building a multi-billion-dollar empire through sheer grit and brilliance. Her ruthless, no-nonsense demeanor now commands respect and fear - nobody dares cross her. But fate had other plans. A tragic accident catapults Paridhi into an unfamiliar reality - the world of a novel titled My Obsessive Billionaire. In this fictional universe, she finds herself reincarnated as the villainess, Paridhi Rathod, an 18-year-old spoiled brat who bullied and tormented the story's innocent female protagonist to win the male lead's love. The villainess meets a grim fate in the original storyline, dying miserably after being outcast by society. Now trapped in the body of the villainess with a tarnished reputation and dangerous enemies, Paridhi must decide her path. Will she follow the doomed fate of the original Paridhi Rathod, or will her sharp wit, fierce determination, and ruthless business acumen help her rewrite the story? This time, survival isn't just a game - it's war.

[ THIS STORY IS ON HOLD ]