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"Why always in a hurry, you girl? Huh? You can't escape from me. From the second you lost." His grip on her arm tightened making her wince arching her back. His dangerously husky voice sent shivers down to her spine still maintaining her anger on him.

"I didn't lose. I won't lose till I am alive. I won't let anything happen to Prathaangarh untill I am alive. Get that into your head, you King." She had a loaded confidence to slip out from him and get back to her place.

"You are stuck here with no other way around, understand. You know, Your king left you taking away his empire. You have no other option to be a slave. " He mocked her making her more angry.

"You are no one to tell me if there is a way or no. Dare you say anything about my Prathaangarh or the king. He didn't leave me. He respected my words through his actions. And for being a slave for you, that is my will. I will  never think in my dreams to serve a monster who killed my brother." She spat without any fear which angered him more. His darkened eyes was much more visible for her to make her scare.


"Again and again you are welcoming yourself to hell, girl. Never ever give answers back to me." He roared pulling her more close crossing her arms back as she closed her eyes in pain. Yet she didn't back out.


"You are no one to control me."


~•~•

Who said anger cannot be controlled by anger? 

When one's anger clashes with another's anger it is nullified.

But what will happen if the anger has no way to nullify?

She is the lightning and he is fire.


Damini, A fierce warrior and an epitome of exceptions. She was a heart of all people at Prathaangarh.
But a battle tossed her life giving a new turn of truths.


What a battle can lead to? 
Enemity, rage, realisation....

Love??

To get to know read Damini-the unknown princess.

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"We shouldn't play with fire, Rooh," He spoke near my ears, pecking my jawline. I was breathing erratically unable to encompass my perturbation. "What if I want to play with it?" I said, my voice sensual, subduing my thudding heart. His hand went to my waist, and he squeezed it, kneading it. "It will burn you, Rooh. You don't know the vehemence of the burning blaze. It will eradicate your existence," His voice was dark and titillating, making me shudder at the intenseness. "What if I want it to deplete me? What if I want to get burned in this vehemence of burning blaze?" I contested. "Think before you articulate anything, Rooh. I am not a manageable man." "I don't like manageable things, Dev." "Once you are mine, I will never allow you to go. You will be mine in every fucking birth," He spoke out possessively. "I want to be yours in my every birth, Prince Dev Pratap Singh." ******************************************** Destiny - predetermined state or end. Destiny is not a matter of chance. It is a matter of choice. It is not a thing to be waited for. It is a thing to be achieved. Ruhanika Sharma is a simple girl with a filmmaking degree who loves history and lives in a fantasy world. Despite the challenges she faced throughout her life, she never lost her innocence and finds joy in the little things. Upon abruptly discovering herself in a distinct realm wherein all individuals are donning customary attire and preparing to greet the Crown Prince of Magadh, what transpires? What happens when she realizes she is in the past, specifically 800 years ago, rather than the present? What would happen if she attracted the interest of Prince Dev Pratap Singh, the Crown Prince of Magadh? How was she going to return to her own time? Moreover, what happens if she decides against returning? What if they were able to find comfort in one another? What will be their destiny?