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"She came from the future. He was born to protect a kingdom drowning in secrets." When twenty-one-year-old Siyanshi's life takes an unexpected turn, she finds herself ripped away from the modern world and thrown into the heart of seventeenth-century Rajputana-a land of bloodstained honour, royal conspiracies, and dangerous kings. Lost in a time that does not belong to her, Siyanshi becomes trapped inside the grand walls of a kingdom preparing for war. But survival becomes impossible when she crosses paths with Veeransh -the feared Rajput prince known for his cold heart, ruthless decisions, and unwavering loyalty to the Ivory Throne. To him, she is a mystery. A girl with strange words, unfamiliar customs, and secrets she refuses to explain. To her, he is danger wrapped in silk and steel. As political betrayals begin to unfold within the palace, Siyanshi discovers that her arrival in the past was never an accident. Someone knows who she is. Someone has been waiting for her. And the deeper she falls into the kingdom's deadly secrets, the harder it becomes to ignore the forbidden feelings growing between her and the prince who was never meant to love her. But history demands sacrifice. And in a kingdom built on loyalty and bloodshed, love may become the greatest betrayal of all.

It sometime becomes very difficult to rectify a past mistake. So was in the case of Dhruvah. Blinded by revenge, driven by rage and compassionate with remorse. Then there is her, too kind for this world. Innocence surrounds her like a thick blanket. But sometimes this very innocence leads to the destruction.

Love is strange. Love is a hand that pulls you out of the water when you're drowning, but doesn't wait for you to swim. Love lights a candle for you in the dark, but burns out when the path clears. Love feels like a rose, when you don't notice the thorns. But what happens when you see them? What happens when you learn to fear them? Do you still touch it? ___________________________________________ The Ranawat family has always had one plan for their eldest daughter- to get her married into royalty, securing both her future and a powerful alliance. But Devika's always fallen behind on the concept of love, let alone marriage. She has never understood it- or, never yet tried to. Torn between her sense of responsibility towards her younger sisters, and the duty imposed upon her by her family, Devika finds herself caught in a dilemma she didn't ask to be part of. So when she encounters an unexpected stranger, will she finally learn how to turn her imminent fate into something more... liberating? "Oh, but what a strange thing it is, truly." ___________________________________________ Original work by and collaboration between @author_ann_ari_ and @SnowoStaring68

Much to her dismay, his warm touch kept resonating every fibre of her being. A touch so gentle as if a dew trickled down a green blade of grass. It was an urgency for him to set aside the wild lock away her bright face. It was involuntary in a nutshell. He was bewildered when choked in her own words. The very next while he was proud enough to feel how puzzled he made him; the effect of him on her was indeed undeniable. "So, where was I?" She stammered, blinking cluelessly. A hue of ripe vermillion heated her face, not going unnoticed by him. 'In my heart'. His words dared not to pass through his tongue. ................................................................. The wild beast unaware of its predator, stopped by a brook within the woods. He stretched his bow-string after brushing aside the cordate leaves hanging from the low branches. He relocated his aim; the white tiger. With a swish, one of his arrows stuck dangerously close to the albino silhoutte. "Abhimanyu, you could have killed it by the first arrow. Why did you wait for it to turn to you? It was too risky." His companion Dhiraj enquired. "A true warrior always fights from the front, whoever the opponent be." He replied as they strolled out of the dense woods.

Legend in Her Blood Across continents and centuries, queens have risen - not just to rule, but to rewrite history. From the desert fortresses of India to the mighty empires of Europe and Africa, these women carried more than crowns - they carried legacies forged in fire, love, and sacrifice. Some faced enemies at the battlefield's edge, others battled the chains of tradition; all fought for a place where their voice would never be silenced. This is a collection of their stories - fierce, fragile, and unforgettable. Queens who defied fate, embraced their power, and left legends in their wake. Because the blood of a queen never runs cold. Dive into the Legend in Her Blood.

Sunsets meet sunrises, a lotus meets a peacock in the fountain garden. "Mohabbat ka rang jo khilta hai, Dil ki baaton mein tu milta hai. Har ek lamha teri yaad ka, Jaise khushbu mein rang ghulta hai." A forbidden romance set in the Mughal times. Two souls beating as one but at opposite ends of the sword. Two men from vastly different cultures sharing a single heart. Love between a Mughal Prince and a Rajput Prince. Follow their journey as they navigate the complexties of life, court and the weight on their shoulders. Will they be able to stay true to each other? Will their love endure what life throws at them? ----------------------------------------------------------- All rights reserved. It is a creative work.

I was born for him - To be with him, to serve him, to love him. My eyes seek only his validation. My heart beats only for his name. My hands ache to touch only his presence. My feet move only in his direction. My body bends, curves, and surrenders - only under his gaze. They say, "Without devotion, love cannot survive. And without love, devotion cannot be attained." And my devotion for him is untouched, unwavering. My heart is filled with a love that belongs only to him - The one my eyes are forever searching for. As I tied the strings of my anklets-anklets that once chimed with devotion but would ring with destruction tonight-I wrapped myself in silk, coiled my hair, and adorned it with Kanakambaram flowers. But not with love this time. Tonight, they burn with fury. When the forces of destruction shook my city-our heaven, Srirangam-with the invasion of those others, I made a decision. A choice born not from fear but fire: to show them what real devotion is. The power of love. The might of the one who seeks nothing but gives everything. When the army of Delhi Sultanate neared the temple-our divine abode-I knew what to do. I knew no mortal hand driven by violence and greed would be allowed to touch him. To see him. They did not deserve the sight. Not even a glimpse. So tonight, my legs will move. My body will curve. My lips will sing. And my hands-my hands will kill. For those who believe they can rule, who think they can take what was never theirs-I will show them what a dance of destruction truly looks like. Every yuga, when man thinks he is god, my god rises to remind them who the real one is. But this time, he is not alone. He has me. I am Vellayi. The Devadasi of Srirangam. The one they call a living goddess. But to him... I am just his simple love. All my life, I have lived, breathed, and danced for only one. To me, he is everything. My Ranga. © Ival_Nidhi_Writes 2025 All rights reserved.

FEATURED by @WattpadTimeTravel PEREGRINATE: to make one's way through, across, or over For Manya, a sixteen-year-old, the destination was to be only Ranjgarh. It was a fresh start for her and her dad after a life-altering tragedy. But she gets more than she bargained for. Temperamental time becomes her strongest weapon and most formidable obstacle. It ensnares her in its clutches and takes her back to the 13th century India. Though stuck in an inconceivable situation, she finds what she had always longed for- friendship, memories, experience, and a love that might just overcome every barrier. She needs to survive not only in an unforeseen town but also in a precarious time. Will she be able to come out unscathed? Or will she have to relinquish her heart, or perhaps her life? Which one she will choose- the life she had or the life she got? COMPLETED CONTENT WARNING: The following story has been rated mature as it is going to contain descriptions of sexual assault. Milestones: Reached 1k reads on 10 October 2023 Ranks: #2 out of 1.38k stories tagged Castle (18/09/23) #11 out of 5.02K stories tagged Mystical (31/10/23) Featured: Time is Precious - Spend it Wisely (Romance) @WattpadTimeTravel Roses Are Red | Romance @newlywrittenbooks