Prem-Leela Series Book- 01 𝐌𝐫𝐬. 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐥 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 (𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐣 𝐱 𝐒𝐢𝐲𝐚) "Marry me, Siya," his voice whispered. I should have laughed. I should have refused. What place did I have in his grand world of palaces and politics? And yet, I found myself saying yes. In a sunlit courtyard filled with the fragrance of marigolds and the cheers of villagers, I became Mrs. Regal Rathore, Queen of Raipur. But this was more than a marriage; it was a rebirth. Mature content ahead! Started - 4.07.2024 Ended - 6.04.2025 Copyrightnwanaa©2024_™

A story that feels like a warm cup of tea on a rainy day. A woman wronged by the world, and the man who considers her his only world. Do Cup Chai follows Vaani, an Income Tax Officer sworn off marriage, tied in matrimony to a hardened Squadron Leader in the IAF. What begins as two names on a paper slowly transforms into mutual companionship, love, and most of all, respect. And yet, while Vaani was tempted to bridge the gap between them, Vihaan's walls made it impossible for him to be vulnerable. A story that moves, breaks, and heals at the same time. For readers who love soft, slow-burning romance, yearning, and finding love in the most unexpected yet beautiful gestures, this book is for you, and I would love it if you gave it a shot. #1 taxes (20/07/2026) #1 military (12/08/2026) #1 generalfiction (12/08/2026) #1 indianarmy (12/08/2026) #3 fighterpilot (20/07/2026) #3 indianairforce (20/07/2026) #3 corruption (02/08/2026) #4 slowromance (12/08/2026)

It's a story about pratiksha, an innocent girl from a middle-class family. She falls in love with a wrong guys , but her destined one turns to be a billionaire who's also belongs to a royal family. Gaurav singh rathore the power his name holds in india is can't to be say in words. But he's so workaholic that he can't even spare time for his family. How come he likes her? Abhimaan Singh Rajvanshi, the elder son of Rajvanshi family. His name is same as his behaviour abhimaan, power, pride arrogance. It's like being dominant is a word only discovered for him. His buisness is not only hold till india it's taking all over the world. Tags accomplished by story #14 india #7 watty #19 indian #80 Wattpad #50 Wattpad #5 watty #3 bride #43 Wattpad #18 heir

𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧. 𝑨 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏'𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 - 𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐧, 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. From that cursed day, all he's ever wanted was to ruin him beyond recognition. But death? Death is silence. Death is peace. And peace is mercy. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥. To reach him, he will use his sister- make her the path, the bait, the weapon with no way back. He will step into her life out of nowhere, on a night so black the stars choke on their own light, and twist it until it screams. She will let him, at first. She will let him ruin her. Until she belongs to 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞. Until she can't even belong to 𝐡𝐢𝐦. And that's where everything starts to burn. Because somewhere between the threats and the ruin, between the lies and the blood - something far more dangerous takes root. A love that tastes like vengeance. A love that kills as much as it keeps alive. A love that is both a weapon and a wound. Because yes, 𝕴𝖙'𝖘 𝖆 𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖊. Revenge that will scar souls, ruin innocence, destroy lives, and expose secrets that will shatter their existence. She's not weak. She's not fragile. But she will scream. She will cry. She will bleed. He is strong. He is unbreakable. But he will shatter. He will fall. He will break. Because again, it's a tale of revenge. And of a love that will burn them to ash. But one question cuts deeper than all the rest - 𝕽𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖊, 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞?

previously known as 𝐕𝐄𝐈𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 Tropes: Forced revenge marriage Age gap 10 years Italian mafia lord X indian royal heiress Grovelling MMC Deception to Devotion Loathe to lifelong " 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙝 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 " ~ 𝘼 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚 & 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙩

જ⁀➴ 𝓔 𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 ~ "I asked you something, Why did you do that for me?" she said, fastening her seatbelt. He stared straight ahead at the road, gripping the steering wheel a little tighter than necessary. "Because I hate you," He said finally. Her head snapped toward him. "And damn it... you hate me too. Maybe the most." He let out a short breath. "And I want that hate all for myself." ~ "But you hated me." She said, while shivering in his arms. "I'm re-considering my life decisions at this point." He whispered before pulling her into a kiss.

"𝒕𝒖𝒋𝒉𝒆 𝒚𝒂𝒂𝒅 𝒌𝒂𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝑨𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒊 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒉" "YOU CANNOT KNEEL BEFORE ANYONE, YASHWANT SINGH RAWAT!" Mayukta Singh Rawat's voice echoed through the hall, sharp enough to cut through the stunned silence that had settled over the crowd. Her furious gaze was fixed on the man before her. Yashwant. The prince remained on one knee, utterly unmoved by his grandmother's outburst. Not once did he turn his head toward her. His eyes never left the woman standing in front of him. The entire gathering stared in disbelief. A king was never meant to kneel before anyone.Yet here he was,on his knees,for her. "Bataiye, Noor..." His voice was calm, unwavering, carrying only sincerity. "Kya aap humse shaadi karengi? Kya humein yeh mauka dengi ki hum aapke ardhang ban sakein?" A collective gasp rippled through the room. Noor Tripathi stood frozen, her fingers clutching the fabric of her lehenga so tightly that her knuckles had turned pale. Her heartbeat thundered in her ears as she looked at the prince kneeling before her. "Yashwant, yeh kaisi pagalpan ki baatein kar rahe hain aap?" one of his relatives exclaimed in shock. "she is a commoner,you can not marry her ." But Yashwant didn't spare them a single glance. The world around him ceased to exist.There was only Noor,slowly, he extended his hand toward her "Noor..." His voice softened. "Sirf tab, jab aapki marzi ho. Agar aap mana karna chahein... toh bina kisi jhijhak ke kar sakti hain. Main aapke faisle ki izzat karunga." Noor swallowed hard, hearing him when almost instinctively, her eyes searched for her father. He stood a few steps away, watching silently.For a brief moment, father and daughter looked at each other. Then, with the faintest smile, he gave her a gentle nod.Tears threatened to gather in Noor's eyes. She looked back at Yashwant, whose hand still waited patiently for hers,Her lips parted,Barely above a whisper,

He shut every door of hope for her... only to become the last door she could knock on. Kanak Agarwal, an Indian Army Captain, is accused of betraying her country, an accusation that costs the nation its finest officer, Captain Shashwat Rajvansh. Hated and misunderstood since childhood, judged by everyone she ever met, Kanak still chose to rise, and to prove herself. Now, trapped under the weight of humiliation and false accusations, she struggles to keep herself from drowning. Just when she tries to surface, there is a hand that pushes her back into the depths... Vihaan Mittal, a reputed lawyer chosen to fight the case against her. Having recently faced the brutal truth about his own father, Vihaan's faith in human nature has shattered completely. Regretting the mistake of trusting his father once again, he vows never to trust a snake twice. To him, people do not change, they only learn how to hide better. Vihaan feels foolish for ever believing in redemption. And when he watches his brother drown in guilt after losing his best friend, Vihaan decides to deliver justice.

𝓚𝓮𝓱𝓽𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓚𝓱𝓾𝓭𝓪 𝓷𝓮 𝓲𝓼𝓼 𝓳𝓪𝓱𝓪𝓪𝓷 𝓶𝓮𝓲𝓷 𝓢𝓪𝓫𝓱𝓲 𝓴𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝔂𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓲 𝓷𝓪 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓲 𝓴𝓸 𝓱𝓪𝓲 𝓫𝓪𝓷𝓪𝓪𝔂𝓪 𝓗𝓪𝓻 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓲 𝓴𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝔂𝓮 𝓣𝓮𝓻𝓪 𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓷𝓪 𝓱𝓪𝓲 𝓾𝓼𝓼 𝓻𝓪𝓫 𝓴𝓪 𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓜𝓪𝓪𝓷𝓸 𝓶𝓾𝓳𝓱𝓴𝓸 𝓫𝓪𝓷𝓪𝔂𝓪 𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓳𝓪𝓲𝓼𝓮 𝓱𝓲 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓲 𝓴𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝔂𝓮 𝑹𝒊𝒕𝒗𝒊𝒌 𝑺𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒙 𝑹𝒖𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒊 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒌 ↳ Substitute Bride ↳ Cold Husband × Reserved Wife ↳ He Falls First & Harder The alliance was perfect. Until the bride ran away. With reputation at stake and no time left, a decision was made- one that no one questioned, but no one truly chose. Ruhaani Mallik was never meant to be the bride. Just the girl who stood in the background... unnoticed, unimportant. But in a moment of desperation, she was pushed into a place that was never hers. Ritvik Shergill didn't ask questions. He didn't care who stood beside him. For him, marriage was never about love. Just responsibility. Two strangers. One rushed wedding. A bond built on compulsion. But when a man who never believed in emotions starts to notice the girl who never expected anything, something begins to shift. Because she was never the one he was meant to marry... and yet, she might become the one he cannot let go.

Rudradev Rajvanshi was not a man people looked in the eyes. He ruled Rajasthan like a Devil King - powerful, dangerous, and feared by everyone. But Sitara? Sitara thought she married a palace watchman. While the world trembled before him, she innocently called him "scary scary," questioned his crimes, and asked if the police knew about him. Now trapped inside a royal marriage filled with secrets, obsession, danger, and unexpected love... Sitara slowly becomes the only person capable of softening the man everyone fears. "Because for Rudradev Rajvanshi - she was the only sin he would commit again and again." The world could burn to ashes before Rudradev Rajvanshi ever allowed harm to reach his Rani Sa. She was his Rani Sa. ✧ Devil King × Innocent Wife ✧ Royal Mafia Romance ✧ Grumpy × Sunshine ✧ Possessive Hero ✧ "Touch Her and Die" ✧ Arranged Marriage ✧ Dark Romance with Humor ✨ Please support, and shower lots of love on Rudradev Rajvanshi and his innocent Rani Sa. Hope you all enjoy this journey of Sitara & Rudradev.🖤