Rajkumari Stories

Siya never believed in destiny. She was a modern girl-practical, rational, grounded in the fast pace of the world she knew. A girl who spent her nights typing stories, dreams, and worlds into her laptop - a writer by heart, a storyteller by soul. But the moment a strange scent filled the air and her vision blurred, her ordinary life shattered like thin glass. She fell-literally-into the arms of a man who did not belong to her world. Purushottam. A warrior carved from silence and discipline, a king whose gaze held ancient storms and unspoken vows. His touch was steady, warm, grounding... a force of nature that refused to let her slip away. When Siya woke in the temple, she knew everything had changed. The stone carvings whispered histories she'd never learned. The air carried a divinity she could feel on her skin. And standing before her was a man who looked at her as if she were a mystery the universe finally revealed. He saw her fragility but called it strength. He saw her confusion but stood as her anchor. He spoke with a quiet intensity that made her heart race. She arrived in his life like a soft breeze from another world-unexpected, delicate, yet powerful enough to shift the course of his fate. He became her protector... and slowly, unknowingly, the keeper of her heart. For a writer who lived behind pages, imagining characters who loved and fought, Siya never expected to become the heroine of her own story - a story she could never have written. Bound by a secret neither understands, they walk between devotion and desire, between destiny and choice. Every moment around him feels ancient yet new, dangerous yet comforting-like standing at the edge of something sacred. Siya, the modern writer who fell through time. Purushottam, the timeless king who refuses to let her fall again. Together, they begin a story woven with wonder, silence, longing, and the inevitability of two souls meant to collide.

Author's Note Hi guys, I'm one of the fans of the Sony TV "Prithviraj Chauhan" series, and honestly, I was so disappointed when they shut it down. So here I am - writing my own version of the story, the way I've always imagined it. I'm a hopeless romantic, so expect deep love, misunderstandings, politics, and destiny - all wrapped in the timeless tale of Prithviraj and Sayogita. The story will stay historical, but it will dive deeper into their hearts - their soul connection, their pain, and their passion. I hope you guys enjoy this journey as much as I love writing it. Do let me know in the comments if you want me to add anything special. - more romance, palace drama, or maybe a twist in destiny Let's see how we shape this into a beautiful love story that history could never forget. Just a quick heads-up - this story is based on the show, but I've made up a lot of things along the way. If you'd like to pick up from where the show ended (since they kind of rushed the ending!), start reading from Chapter 6 - that's when he brings his princess back to Ajmer after abducting her in the iconic swayamvar scene on the horse! I'm not following history in this story.... this is my fairy tale. It's going to be sweet, romantic, and full of fun. Here, they'll get the life they truly deserve - with love, laughter, kids, and adventures together. They'll fight wars side by side and always win. The only twist? My princess can fight too - she's Prithvi's Shakti. - With love, Sash A Hopeless Romantic Fan

Follow the journey of Rajkumari Ira. Her journey to royalty. Will she accept her truth? will she accept her family? Will royal family of Suryagarh get their daughter back? Will they be able to change year old mindset? Follow this story to find.

Rajkumari aur uska pehredar In the mighty forts of 1700s Ranthambore Rajya, fiery Rajkumari Jayshree dreams of swords and freedom, not shaadi proposals. But when Rana assigns tough Rajput warrior Veer Singh as her personal bodyguard, her golden cage gets a shadow that won't leave. From palace politics to secret midnight missions, their dushmani turns into a slow-burning spark neither can ignore. Packed with banter, talwar fights, court betrayals, and "what if" tension - will duty win, or will love rebel? 🔥

👑 Shehnaaz, an 18th-century princess from Jaipur, is transported to the 21st century (Dubai) due to a magical accident. Suddenly, she's surrounded by skyscrapers, cars, and a world that doesn't make sense to her. 👔 Enter Sidharth, a cold and commanding Dubai Mafia Don, who doesn't trust easily. At first, he finds her amusing, then intriguing, then captivating, and finally - she becomes the only person who can melt his icy heart. 👊 The story unfolds with: The 7 Stages of Love: Attraction (Sidharth finds her beauty captivating.) Infatuation (Shehnaaz's naivety and humor disarm him.) Love (He can't stay away from her.) Reverence (He respects and protects her.) Worship (He finds purpose in her happiness.) Obsession (He can kill for her.) Death (The ultimate test of their bond.) Drama, mafia rivalries, royal secrets 🌟 Main Theme: ✅ Pure, passionate, and timeless SidNaaz love that conquers: Time Mafia rivalry Jealousy Culture shock Family dynamics The eternal nature of the bond

A small take from my end on Dhruv Tara as parents to their little daughter "Dhara". Please leave a comment if you like my story.

Rajkumari Devika rathore aur Rajkumar Aryan rai singhania. devika ki Mohabbat. Aryan ki apsara. Devika ki mohabbat kon hai?? kon hai ye apsara??

Rajkumari ki kahani, ye kahaani ek ladki ki hai jisaki jindagi chutaki bajate hi badal jati hai , sapane sach hote he ya barbad ,barbad karne vale kya vo hote he jo hamare sabse karib hote hai me esake bare mein kuch jayada baat nahi karna chahugi kyunki kahani me hi apako sab pata chalega - Kinjal

Welcome Everyone Yeh hai meri duniya jaha masti, festival celebration hota hai.

SERIES: LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT #book1 Set in 1877, The Apple of his eyes is a story of vengeance, betrayal and love. In 1877, Most parts of the India was in the hands of East India company. The british rule in india was increasing. But still, some undefeated kings of the great hindustan denied to bow down. One of them was Raja Vijaya Adithyan. The Raja of Vanji Nagar. A small kingdom in south India. Vedhavalli, rajkumari of Vanji Nagar and the only daughter of Vijaya Adithyan. She is her father's heartbeat and her kingdom's pride. Excelled in archery, Gun shoot and sword fighting, Vedhavalli lived her dream life. Noah Fernsby, son of a lieutenant colonel Henry Fernsby is a major general of british raj. Noah's only goal is to live his simple life in his home town Edinburgh, Scotland. All he has to do was speak against his father to live his dream life. When fate decided to play its game Vedhavalli's and Noah's life turns upside down. They do the unspeakable. Which is falling in love with each other. What does their future holds for them? #50🏅 in vengeance out of 7.5k stories 30/03/2024 #303🏅 in history out of 24k stories 14/05/2024

"Her eyes are the colour of the dark clouds, Her dancing even entices the peacocks, She is the beauty of the Northern Kingdom Utharabhaa. Ihitha Mallika" The journey of Aswamitra, the Crown prince of Urvasiratnapura in search for the beauty of the North Kingdom Utharabhaa in the forbidden dense forest of Mangalasuvidha. Ihitha Mallika and Aswamithra Ihithaswamithram [Coming soon...] NG

ON HOLD The second book (sequel) to the First book (Fearless - Book 1 of The Rajkumari Trilogy) ⚠️DISCLAIMER: This book can be read as a standalone, but I recommend you to read the first book before reading this for a better experience and clarity in understanding a few things in this book. 📖BOOK SYNOPSIS: Suryakanti Verma's life is a sinuous stream of secrets and revelations and a prophecy that revolves around her true self. She is an unordinary woman, a Veer Naari equipped with warfare and scholarly knowledge. She is content and has a bounce in her step as she lives her happy-go-lucky life, but that is all about to change. Her life turns upside down when she discovers her royal parentage. She has to live up to her name and fulfill a responsibility that is put onto her shoulders that has never experienced obligation, pressure, or crisis. She has to flip back the pages of history to find her true self, to rip apart the blanket of vice and power lust, to save thousands of innocent lives from the looming danger. Fortunately, she is a determined, resilient, optimistic woman who can break the shackles that bind her motherland and destroy the evil power behind it. But can she? The young woman is all for spontaneity, but trouble flares as her neatly mapped-out plans are on the verge of falling apart. The situation requires her to change, but will she be able to embrace it? Will she be triumphant or... fail? Join the young princess on her quest to save her kin and uncover a deep-rooted conspiracy.

Warning: This is a work of Fiction Inspired by Indian Mythology. It is simply my Imagination. No Butchering Please. Thank You. *~*~*~*~*~* ~Adhi Shesha Ke Raj Kumari Nagini~ ~Primordial Shesha's Mighty Princess Snake Woman~ Ashe Ananda thinks her life is nothing exceptional-a bit difficult maybe but nothing more than others-and when things become too hard she always looks To Devi for help and comfort. She's tried living a normal, modern life but when she begins having mysterious dreams that feel more like memories than dreams, she begins to realize that her life is a lot more complicated than she expected. Her past lives are coming back, reliving themselves every night, and Ashe is worried she's not playing her part to her full ability, and wonders what mystery's she will uncover in the vast expanse of time. Who was she? In her last life, and the one before that? Who was she at the beginning? And who will she be at the end? She thinks she's finally understood this strange conundrum when she meets a little girl-a very passionate girl, full of life and vivacity-who feels more familiar than anyone she has ever met before, and who awakens new thoughts and memories. This little girl is Parvati, and her sister twin is Lakshmi. Both are very different in nature; Parvati is wild and free, with a main of dark hair spilling over her shoulders, eyes that could break a mountain or combust an ocean, feet that dance like a hurricane, and a smile to light the soul. Lakshmi on the other hand is calm and sensible, her hair braided or wrapped in a bun, her clothes always neat and her jewelry never lacking. Her eyes are gravitas but not fierce, her smile like a lotus, gentle and beautiful. The twins have there differences but are twins the same, and it's through them, particularly Parvati, that bring Ashe to one she has been- almost unknowingly -waiting for, who is someone as close to her soul as herself. Read to know the story, the mystery and the result.

*Mrigtrishna: The Mirage of Love* *He ruled with silence. She rose with fire. And when pride met defiance-destiny flinched first.* **Takshraj Singh Shekhawat**-king of Chittorgarh, feared more than worshipped. Cold, calculating, untouched by devotion. Love? A weakness he vowed never to entertain. His crown is heavy with power, and his world bows to his command-without question. Until **her**. **Rajkumari Mahira Singh Rathore**-heir of Indergarh, born not just to wear a crown, but to fight for it. She speaks when silence is demanded. She stands where others kneel. And she doesn't just meet his gaze-she *dares* him to flinch. Their collision isn't fate. It's a storm neither saw coming. He tries to bend her. She refuses to break. And when everything tilts on the edge of power and war, her voice slices through his arrogance like a blade: > **"You may have forced me down today, Takshraj Singh Shekhawat... > but I swear on Indergarh-one day, *you* will bow to *me*."** This isn't love. It's a battle wrapped in silk, fire, and poisoned vows. Two thrones. One war. And a desire that refuses to obey.

Eons ago there was a kingdom whose borders spread far and wide in the northern part of the Indian subcontinent. The king although just and loyal had a lot of concubines. This is the story of one such illegitimate princess. This is a story how an innocent girl had to single handedly face the cruelty of the world. How a soft spoken princess turns into a fierce warrior. This is also the story of the drastic measures taken by an elder brother to pull his sister from the dark abscess. The story of protective and possessive siblings. A story in which a girl neither needed a knight in shining armor nor needed a prince on the white horse who would sweep her off her feet, whatever she needed was in the form of an elder brother

Arrange marriage of two strangers for the prosperity of there Kingdoms. Rajkumar Aditya have one promise to fullfill which is to marry the daughter of his father's friend, who is from another kingdom. Rajkumari Shashi has to sacrifice her freedom for the sake of her kingdom. Read how these two got tangled up in marriage and how there life takes different turns and twists.

This story starts from the point in which Dhruv, Tara and Shaurya returning to 21st century. So, let's explore the new challenges that are thrown towards Dhruv and Tara through my POV

"He had beautiful eyes, The kind you could get lost in, And I guess I did!" ~Rajkumari Anviksha "It was that smile. The first time I saw it, I knew I wanted to see it for the rest of my life." ~Maharaj Vikramaditya

In the kingdom of Indeevaram, where only those of royal blood wield power beyond mortal reach, a prophecy once tore two souls apart. Twin daughters of the throne were born under an ill-fated moon, their bond severed before they could even utter each other's names. One was chosen, raised in the palace as the kingdom's pride. The other was cast away, forgotten by all-except fate itself. Years passed, and the world whispered their names once more-Agnishikha and Bela. One, a flame that could reduce empires to ash. The other, a tide that could drown kingdoms in its wake. Now, standing at the precipice of destiny, they are no longer just sisters but rivals. For the warrior-king Vashishth, ruler of Aahalya, seeks his fated queen. The prophecy does not name her, only that one among them shall take his side. The other must let go. But when fire meets water, neither surrenders easily. The choice would be made. One would wear the crown beside Vashishth. The other would walk away. But neither was willing to be forgotten again.