Ranisa cerita

SHEDULE: EVERY MONDAY When King Rivaan dies unexpectedly, the widowed Queen Alakhnanda is forced into a second marriage with Anay, the son of the powerful Finance Minister Shreyash Sharma. Bound by a prior agreement signed by the late King and the Rajmata, Alakhnanda finds herself without a voice in her own fate. Anay, an unwilling puppet at first, becomes part of a political game neither of them chose. Alakhnanda, strong, cold, and wounded by betrayal, believes Anay is a pawn trying to eliminate her son Riyansh. Will Anay be able to prove himself to Alakhnanda and the people of Rajdavan? Or will he too become blinded by power?

continuation of rimjhim where sameer clicks her pics and decides to take revenge on her

This is my story don't steal it

* * Shivika Rao huddled in the corner of her room, her eyes fixed on the floor as her aunty's shrill voice echoed through the walls. "Useless girl, you'll never be worthy of anything. Who will want to marry you?" The words cut deep, but they were nothing new. Shivika had grown up hearing them, along with the beatings and the emotional abuse. Her family had never been kind to her, and she had long ago resigned herself to her fate. But little did she know, her fate was about to take a dramatic turn. Abhishek Singh Raghuvanshi, the soon to be King of Jaipur, had set his sights on her. And he always got what he wanted. Cold, calculating, and ruthless, Abhishek was a force to be reckoned with. He had brought up an empire through sheer willpower and intelligence, and he would stop at nothing to protect it. Except, perhaps, when it came to his family. They were the one weakness in his armor, the one gap in his otherwise impenetrable facade. As he gazed at Shivika's photo, a spark of curiosity ignited within him. Who was this girl who had caught his eye? And why did he feel an inexplicable pull towards her? The answer lay in the shadows, waiting to be revealed. For in a world of power and politics, love was the one thing that could bring even the most powerful king to his knees. * * Updates every friday or saturday...

Tanishk Chandravanshi He is a man carved from stone, polished by power, and weathered by silence. With sharp features and a gaze that pierces more than it reveals, Tanishk is the kind of presence that commands a room without uttering a word. Born into legacy, bound by responsibility, yet quietly craving freedom, he lives a life divided between what is expected of him and what his heart aches for. Love doesn't come easy to him-not because he doesn't feel it, but because he feels it too deeply to speak of. Kashish Chandravanshi Elegant and restrained, Kashish is the epitome of grace raised within the gilded cage of tradition. She is everything a daughter-in-law should be-soft-spoken, dutiful, and dignified-but beneath her quiet smile lies a woman who once dreamed in color. Her world is filled with folded saris, rituals, and the cold absence of affection. She does not fight loudly, but her silence carries the weight of every unshed tear and every unanswered question. She is both the shadow of her husband's world and the light he refuses to see. Shree A woman the world named broken before they ever knew her name. Shree lives among blurred lines and neon lights, in a place where names are temporary and love is dangerous. But she is far from fragile. She's bold, unpredictable, and deeply human-full of contradictions. Her laughter hides pain, her touch hides longing, and her story hides strength. In a world that only wanted pieces of her, she found someone who made her feel whole. She is the fire he never saw coming-and the warmth he never knew he needed.

Two maids were cleaning a vast chamber when the younger maid asked the older one, "Didisa, you have been working in the palace for two decades right. Please tell me why are we cleaning this already clean chamber?". The older one smiled and said, "Although this chamber is always kept clean, it should be cleaned before anyone can reside here. And above all, our Ranisa is coming back to the palace". The younger maid didn't seem to accept it as a good news and said, "Whoever may come, but they cannot become equal to our choti Ranisa. She is the most kind, generous and sweetest person I have ever seen. She had never gotten angry on any maids even if they make mistakes. Take my example, I have made such a blunder on my first day here, but choti Ranisa accepted me as her own maid. Who can match her in kindness or even sword fight? And moreover she is Ranasa's heart beat". The old maid sighed and said, "Our Ranisa may not hold the heart of Ranasa. She may not be well versed in sword fight. But there is a reason why she is still our Ranisa. Sometimes one may have to be harsh to deliver justice and not just compromise between the victim and the tormentor. The people should have some fear about getting punished if they do wrong. And that charisma is with our Ranisa". ----------------------------------------------------------- A young girl of 17 years, looked at the retreating back of her newly married husband with a sad face. Just then her brother-in-law seated beside her husband's empty seat said, "Why are you sad, Bhabhisa?". She replied, "It's Nothing devarsa". He glanced back at his bhabhisa one more time and thought, "I don't know when bhaisa will open up with bhabhisa about his heart. She thinks that he is not fond of her. But how would one explain, why he ate the saltless food without a complaint and glared at me to keep my mouth shut. Unless it is for his beloved wife".

Rana sa of Udaipur :- Nirvan Singh Sishodia , Rani sa of Jaipur :- Narayani Kunwar .He fell first and she fell harder💗 Despite being herself rani sa , she hates rana sa by looking no love among her parents . She wanted to love someone who is a local person who does not love her just for good legacy. So he became local person despite being a rana sa for her .🥹 Let's feel this story which symbolises royalty and love both .🪷

PROLOGUE Rain hammered the palace roofs like war drums as Avenya ran through the smoke-filled corridors, her breath ragged, her dagger dripping with the blood of the men she had cut down. The flames roared behind her-louder, angrier, chasing her like the shadow of fate itself. She could hear him. "AVENYA!" Abhimaan's voice tore through the burning chaos. She pushed herself harder. Her body was breaking, but her heart... her heart beat only for him. She reached the grand hall-a battlefield painted in blood. Abhimaan fought like a storm at its peak, his sword a blur of silver, his hair loose, his eyes wild with fear. She screamed his name. He turned-just as a masked assassin stepped from the shadows behind him. Avenya didn't think. Didn't breathe. Didn't exist. She moved-one final act of destiny. Her body collided with Abhimaan's, pushing him out of the blade's path. Pain tore through her as steel sank into her side, ripping her breath away. She fell into his arms, hearing his broken cry. "No... no, stay with me-Avenya, look at me!" She tried. She really tried. But darkness swallowed her. Her last thought was simple. If he lives... then my life was worth it. A tear slipped from Abhimaan's eyes onto her cheek. And then-before her soul left her body-a glow appeared. Golden. Ancient. Alive. The book materialized beside her... its pages fluttering like wings. A gust of wind lifted her spirit. The King's scream echoed through the halls as her body dissolved into light. And the book closed. Waiting for her to return.

Rajveer Singh Rathore: A 26 year old man who is the soon to be king of Rajasthan and also underworld mafia king. He is youngest billionaire and also the eldest heir of Rathore Family. He is the richest men in India who hold the POWER of MONEY in the business world and also political world. He is one of chosen people who runs the whole country behind the curtains. He only believe in himself. Women's bow down in front of him because of his Greek god looks and body but he does not give a damn fuck about it. He does not believe in love nor in women's because he thought everyone want his money, fame and ofcourse looks. He care for his love ones, but he never show any emotion in front of anyone . Prisha Singh Bhadauria: A 23 year old girl . There is kidness, love, confidence, happiness, success present in her name. If anyone try to get on her nerves she does not hesitate a bit to show them their place. The true Indian beauty in and out .Living in London for her post graduation studies. She is the youngest daughter of Bhadauria Family. She does believe in love but not in her life. She love her family and love ones. Let's see how love begins between Rajveer and Prisha !!! Let see how she become his sukoon ? English is not first language so please don't mind If any grammatical mistakes..

He caught her hands, pulling her close. His deep black eyes locked onto hers, intense and unreadable. Her heart stuttered, a sudden nervousness creeping in. Then, he whispered, his breath warm against her skin. "How did you get this...?" She blinked, confusion flickering in her eyes. "What?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. A small smile tugged at his lips as he leaned in just a fraction closer. "Ye adaa..." (This Grace) Abhay Singh Rjput A man as ruthless as a hungry lion, as dark as a moonless night. His soul carries the deep scars of betrayal-wounds carved by the very family he once trusted. Now, he walks alone, guarded, unwilling to let anyone in. Divya Verma A girl full of insecurities, yet overflowing with kindness. Life has thrown every hardship her way since childhood, yet she still smiles, still finds reasons to care. Two broken souls, coping in their own ways. But what happens when their paths collide? When a man who trusts no one, who lives only for himself, finds himself breathing only for her? And when a girl as kind and innocent as her begins to fight against the world-for him? This is their story-a tale of sorrow, healing, and a love that defies all odds.

Think this is a curse? Isn't it? No, Kashi. It's a war your blood's been waging against gods and curses for centuries. And now it's your turn to put an end to it. Kaashini Chauhan never thought she believed in past lives until her dreams started bleeding with memories that weren't hers. Dreams of queens, sindoor smudged in betrayal, and a divine curse that won't die. She was destined to live in the shadows. But fate never forgets what she does. And then there's Viraaj Chatterjee stoic, reserved, and uncomfortably familiar. Their souls find one another before their hearts do. He's not only a part of her narrative he's the thread that holds her to everything she's lost. But love isn't ever a blessing. Not when gods are observing. Not when blood calls for justice. A reincarnation daydream of curses, crowns, and love that's experienced a thousand lives only to be ripped from each other yet again.

Some hearts meet too early... Only to break too soon. They met when the world was simple - when scraped knees hurt more than heartbreak and pinky promises felt like forever. Two souls drawn to eachother like the sun and the sky. Their love wasn't grand. It wasn't written in fireworks or shouted to the stars. It was quite gentle. But life doesn't wait for promises made by children. It pulls, it changes, it separates Years passed. Seasons changed. Faces fades but hearts don't forget not the real ones. Let's come and find what's written in their destiny, will they be able to find eachother or not ?

This story is about a royal man named Abhimaan Singh Rathore and a sweet middle class girl whose parents died when she was a kid and her uncle's aunty and cousins abused her. let's see how they both meet and fall in love.

Kidnapped as an infant, Little Manyu is unaware of the of the power he holds and the royal blood that runs in his veins. Abhimanyu Singh Rathod, son of Aditya Singh Rathod and Ruhanika Aditya Rathod lives with his kidnappers. Aditya Singh Rathod and Ruhanika Aditya Rathod are in the delusion that their kid was born dead but Abhimanyu is alive and about to find his family. How is Little Manyu going to react? Join us in this journey to know more. -LOVE DJS

YUVRAJ × MAHIRA YUVRAJ VIRENDRA SINGH RATHORE🔥👑 MAHIRA JOSHI🌷✨️ > She came to study. She didn't know she was stepping into a palace where hearts were locked away and secrets whispered through ancient walls. Mahira Joshi, a bright and determined girl from Maharashtra, wins a seat at Rajasthan's top medical college. But her journey begins not in a hostel, but at Veerangadh Haveli-a palace ruled by old traditions, royal pride, and a family unlike any she's known. In the heart of that world stands Yuvraj Virendra Singh Rathore-ruthless, untouchable, the heir to a legacy soaked in power and silence. He wasn't expecting her. She wasn't prepared for him. What begins as an arrangement slowly becomes a war between restraint and desire, legacy and choice, fire and rain. In a land where emotions are buried beneath duty and love is considered weakness-can a girl with dreams rewrite a prince's destiny? A slow-burn dark royal romance set in modern Rajasthan - intense, emotional, dramatic, and heartbreakingly beautiful.

⚔️ When Royalty Meets Rebellion Vedansh Singh Raghuvanshi-King of Jodhpur, unofficially of all Rajasthan. In boardrooms and behind closed doors, he's the absolute ruler. Ruthless, arrogant, with eyes that command obedience and a voice that silences chaos. His empire was built not just on business, but influence-across politics, law enforcement, and the dark alleys no one dares to speak of. He doesn't follow rules. He creates them. Iraaya Sharma-an IPS officer,will be posted in Jodhpur, is the storm that Rajasthan never saw coming. Fierce, principled, with a sharp tongue and sharper instincts. She doesn't bend, doesn't flinch, and doesn't care who stands in front of her if justice is on the line. Even if it's a Raghuvanshi.

He's the ruthless king of Rajasthan. She's an innocent girl with a broken past. He wants her-by hook or by crook. Reyansh Pratap Singh Shekhawat is used to power, control, and getting everything he desires. But when his eyes land on Nayantara Soni, a quiet college girl with stormy eyes and a gentle soul-obsession takes root. She's everything he shouldn't want. But everything he can't resist. A story of obsession, power, and love that defies worlds. Tropes: royal × commoner Grumpy × sunshine Touch her and die Forbidden love Slow burn romance He fall first and harder

--- 🌹 He was a king in a world ruled by fear. She was a secret in a world ruled by silence. --- ABHIVANSH SINGH RAJVANSH built an empire of power, silence, and control. YASHITA RATHORE carved her place with intellect, poise, and a guarded heart. They were never meant to meet. But fate doesn't ask for permission. --- What begins as silent hatred slowly burns into obsession. Twisted glances. Fractured trust. Dangerous touches. And something deeper neither of them can explain. --- Because this isn't their first collision. It's a second chance written in blood and destiny. Some souls aren't meeting for the first time... they're remembering. --- What happens when their untouched paths cross again... in this life too? What if the past they don't remember is already pulling the strings? And what if love... is the most dangerous truth of all? --- A story of power, obsession, secrets, and a bond deeper than this lifetime. Some connections aren't made. They're remembered. ___ Stay tuned 😉 With your auther Ita 💫🦋 ___

The King of Jaipur, Rana Veerendra Agnivanshi Singh Rajput - a powerful businessman with a dark side - finds his world ignited by ShreeDurga Varman Rajvanshi , the fiercely independent Princess of Udaipur, who is also a brilliant criminal lawyer with secrets of her own. Their collision is a volatile mix of royalty and rebellion, where passion burns as fiercely as their ambitions.

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