Kingseries Stories

"Humein apni baat dohrana pasand nahi hai. Isiliye hum jo bhi keh rahe hain use dhyaan se suno. Ye ugra ravvaiya, ye chota akarshak shareer aur ye chulbul vichaar, ye sab sirf humare hain. Hum hi ise sanjoyege aur Jo chahe vo karenge. Aur agar tumhe koi galat Nazar se bhi dekhe to nishchint rehna, hum khud unki kabr se bhara ek bagicha banaege. Tum. Meri. Ho." (I don't like to repeat myself so listen carefully to whatever I say. This fierce attitude, this attractive little body and these flirtatious thoughts, they are all mine. I will cherish it and do what I want with it. Even if someone looks at you wrong, rest assured, I will make a garden full of their graves myself. I. Own. You. ) My Prithvi. He was a Prince but for me he was always my Prithvi. His charisma pulled me like a magnet towards him and just like his name, he had the ability to ground me. I could never compare to him in status but the funny thing is that he never cared. He was my Prithvi. And then one day... he wasn't. ----- "Main to aapko shaant kism ka samajhti thi. Lekin aapne to aaj mujhe meri aukat aur aapke nazron mein meri jagah dono dikha di Prithviraj Singh Mewad." (I thought you were calm. But today you have shown me my worth and my place in your eyes, Prithviraj Singh Mewad) As long as I've learnt to dream about my wife, I've always wanted her to be a princess. Someone who's silent, composed. Who knows our Royal ways and would seamlessly integrate into our palace life. What I never imagined though, was a bubbly, bratty and absolute stubborn of a commoner. Opposite doesn't even start to define what we are. I like method. She's disorganised. I am old school. She's Gen Z. I like rules She breaks them. I am calm. She's calamity. The only thing I should do when she's concerned, is stay the fuck away from her. But that's the thing about rules isn't it? The more you follow them, the more you are tempted to break.. -----

I sniffed the room and the most intoxicating smell hit my senses with full force, never had I smelled something this addicting, not even the most delicious food can top this scent, it was so addicting, it smelt of newly cut grass mixed with the smell of the woods, it was pure bliss. I moved towards the bed to see whose scent it belongs, I looked at him and my jaw almost dropped to the floor, he was gorgeous, beautiful, perfect, no words could describe this beauty in front of me, he had soft brown hair that makes my fingers twitch, aching for me to touch and run them through his hair, he had a perfect yet sharp jawline that can cut through anything. He looked so peaceful yet handsome at the same time as he slept. I smiled at him before that smile faded and turned into a frown, a hand was wrapped around his neck that makes me feel so stupid for not noticing it earlier, I almost whimpered at the sight before I put my hand on my mouth to stop me and my wolf from howling in pain and dejection, I felt like crying, I felt like I was falling from the tallest building, I felt like my heart was torn out from my chest and no matter what I do, I cannot do anything so stop the pain ♔️This is the first book of King Series♔️