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A H E N K A R A

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LECTURES 43,414
Votes 4,151
Parties 27
Durée 4h 54m

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The Historical Saga...

Of a Firece Queen and a Powerful King.

Where Red is darker than Blood,

Lies are stronger than Truth,

and Hate is deeper than Love.

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" Rajkumari, kya adhesh hai?" 

" Princess what is the order?" the servant bowed down in front of the Princess who is standing behind a sheer golden curtain.

" Humara rajya koi van nahi jo koi bhi ghusa chala aaye" 

" My kingdom is not some forest where anyone can come and go" she said looking disgustingly at the person who is on his knees and Princess's solider were standing in circle around him.

" Humare pavitra Raaj me yeh log phir ghusne ke baare me soche bhi na sake isliye hum inhe 100 kode marne ki saja sunate hai"

" They don't even think of coming in my kingdom again that's why I'm giving him the punishment of giving him 100 lashes"  she said and the head commander nodder while bowing down.

The soliders made the person stand and ripped off his black kurta and tied his hands to the pole beside him.
Smash.

The leather rope which has tiny pieces of glass smashed against his back creating a red line.

" Hum yeh bezzati kabhi nahi bulenge.."

" I'll never forget this humiliation"

" Iska khamiaza apko chukana padega Shehzadi" 

" You will pay for this Princess "the person growled through clenched teeth hearing the sweet sound of Princess anklets.Tous Droits Réservés

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ANAMIKA- The darkest shade of love. , écrit par writesbyArya

" SULTAN.... HUME BACHA LIJIYE..... WOH....WOH HUME MAR DENGE SULTAN.....WOH HUME MAR DENGE"........... ************************************************ She was in my lap while crying and crying like that was the last day of her life. I was forceful husband of her but still she chosed me over everything. Never in my life I felt scared of anything but that day I was scared to hell after seeing her struggling for her life. she was on the verge of dying.... I console her....I would die if anything happened to her and that day I determined that I would killed that man who was the reason of my wife deadful past. But the destiny had her own plans the one who was the real culprit was none other than the one to whom I refer as my close one. Never in my worse dream I thoughts that he would be reason of my wife condition. So I burned him alive with my own hands while his screams filled in my ears. I bathed in his blood........ She was Anamika suryasen. Princess of northern hind and the pride of kingdom Avangarh. The one whose beauty captivate everyones attention and the heart of her brother but her past made her heart shattered in millions of pieces..... I was Sultan Daniyal shamsheer khan. King of kabul. The one who was known for his furosity. But her browns orbs calm my inner devil when I firstly saw her. That day I decided that I would make her mine at any cost.... Lekin kya woh humse kabhi mohobbat kar payegi??? Ek bikhare hue dil mein kya firse humare liye mohobbat panah le payegi...... Aur kya woh hume kabhi apnayegi ye janane ke baad bhi ki kahi na kahi hum bhi unke atit se jude hai..... Read our dastaan-e-mohobbat to find out all the answers.....

Marrying Miss Demon | √, écrit par YoungFantasizer

||COMPLETED|| ||STAND ALONE BOOK|| ||NO SEQUEL|| - • Highest Rank : #37 in Romance on 21.05.2017. - "I want divorce." She said looking directly into my eyes. Eh? What a kind of wife is she? On the first night of her marriage she's asking her breathtakingly handsome husband divorce? I came out of my own world when she snapped her fingers in front of me. I was still in shock to utter a word. I managed to say something. "Umm. . . don't you think it's too early?" This was all I could say. Damn. "Oh really? Then when do you want divorce? After we have two kids of twenty years? Early my foot." She said, sarcasm dripping from her words. How dare she talks to me like that? Now, this was too much for me to digest; firstly this marriage, second, this my so-called-wife who's so bossy and sarcastic, and third this divorce. I'm a human too, if people forgot. - In which her unrevealed secrets ain't long hidden as he decides to unveil her before making her his, forever. - || Started - 30.09.2016 || || Ended - 30.01.2017 ||

Screem Of Mute, écrit par aynar07

" Who are you? " He asked. 'Why is he asking me questions like that, on our wedding night. Don't he knows the name of the girl he got married. ***** "I will always protect you my Mugdha." "I will be your safe place..." *** "He is a nightmare.. A terrific nightmare..." **** "Why didn't I met you before.. If I would have then I would have marry you long ago." He said, more like complained. **** Maybe she always wanted to hide that truth. but, she can't live her whole life in the fear of losing him, and him feeling betrayed by her, Can she accept the hatred he will show in his eyes for her, after the truth will come out. "Noooooo... she can't." Not from that person who was there for her when she had lost all hopes in life. Who respected her, who thought of her perspective without making her feel outcast. Who gave her a safe place. She closed her eyes thinking this... ***** "A filthy Mute will never become my son's wife, and daughter in law of this house." "She is not any filthy girl she is MUGDHA HRIDAY SINGHANIA. She is your daughter in law." ***** "You are not a safe place hriday. You are my safe heaven... You are that beautiful dream, that I never knew I want..." ****** Let's solve Mistry of hriday and mugdha's life... How they got tangled in the trauma and people's plan... But their love holds each other... ******* This story is come out of my thoughts. Which is purely a fiction. Do not copy. And don't relate anything to any place or a person. If it coincides then it is pure coincidence.

Meri Pehli Khaata, écrit par mehshanaya

#1- hate love #2- mumbai #3-forced "Samridhi," Naina said my name with excitement. " What happened, why are you shouting, "I asked her. "My marriage got fixed " she again shouted. "Damn my ears" I groaned. " Ooh my god with whom, "I asked excitingly. " Abhimanyu Singhania" " No this can't happen" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ " call the bride " Priest said. "Call naina where is she, " Chacha Ji asked. "There she is, " Chachi Ji said. " now groom will take the hand of the bride" Priest said. As Abhimanyu takes my hand in his he comes closer and whispers in my ears "welcome to my world Samridhi". Started 21-4-2021 Completed 9-6-2021 The pictures are used are from Pinterest belongs to their rightful owner.

Meera~The King's triumphant Queen, écrit par destinywriterr

After a fierce battle, he claimed my kingdom-and my fate. I am bound by duty to my people, but it is a duty that demands the greatest sacrifice. To save my kingdom, I must marry the man who conquered it. One bound by the crown, the other by my heart. When the king of Suryagarh attacked our kingdom, he did not just conquer our lands-he shattered countless lives. Thousands of widows, children left without fathers, and girls who were only beginning to understand the world. The loss was beyond words. And yet, to save them, I had no choice but to throw myself into the flames of my own sacrifice. I sent the king a marriage proposal through my father. My father was always against it and he must have hidden the truth about me from him. I don't know what he said, but I couldn't back down. I couldn't let my people suffer more. They needed me. Sitting before the holy fire, ready to take vows with my husband, not as a wife but as a mistress, I was shedding silent tears beneath my veil-not because of the sacrifice but because of the price I will pay for it. It all began with his words: "I always loved you. It was always you, never someone else." But the reality was different: "So you were always a manwhore?" "Yes, and you are my whore." And it ends with: "You promised to stay with me during this time. I am still waiting for you. Please... do not let me down." This is a story of a time when women were nothing but objects to be used and discarded, tied down to the bed by the chains of society and sweet taste. But the queen made sure none of them were deprived of their rights. Her legacy was one of hope, as she become the first queen to free courtesans from the shackles of slavery, granting them the freedom they deserve. She married the powerful king of Hind to save her kingdom, but in doing so, she never expected he would become the very reason to turn her life upside down. Mature content included!

SIYAASAT, écrit par mehshanaya

SIYAASAT the game of power, greed, envy, selfishness, conspiracy. The one who will win the game is called. The Ace of Spades. _______________________________ " Bhai" I entered my brother's office to call him outside. The office is dark and my brother is standing in the middle and 3 - 4 people are around him. " Bhai" I called him and everyone look at me startled. My brother looks at me like he wants to say something to me but can't say it. I take a step forward and the person who is standing in front of my brother turned and my breathing stopped. His face was covered with a white handkerchief but his eyes are visible. They are dark so dark yet alluring. I keep looking at him and he takes a step forward. My back collided with the wall and he come close to me. He come dangerously close to me and I close my eyes suddenly I felt him pull away and I open my eyes I see them all going but one thing caught my attention it's a shiny object which he held in his hand. A gun. _______________________ He raise his hand and filled my hairline with sindoor. " From now on you're husband and wife" the Priest announced. ________________________ I come into my room and locked the door. I turned and my eyes widened as I see him sitting on my bed. He looks at me and starts walking towards me taking predatory steps. He tried to intimidate me but I also look at him with the same intensity. He grabbed my hands and pinned them on the wall beside me and leaning closer I turned my face away. " Mohobbat karte hai tumse, toh kya pagal kar dalogi. Marte hai tum par, toh kya maar hi dalogi" he whispered in my ear. " Keemat," he said and I look at him. " Everything has a price you say yours. Keep your hand on it and it will be yours" he look at me with intensity. " Jo kahogi vo tumhara or tum hamari" I smirked because what I want he can't give me. " Palace" ________________________________ All the pictures are used belongs to their rightful owners.

Viransha: The queen of hearts , écrit par Divyanshi_4_4_4

" You are fucking mine , mine to care , mine to ruin, mine to fuck , the day I layed my eyes on you , I knew you were made for me. " he whispered huskily and she felt goosebumps all over her body. " I am not yours get that in your head " she shouted back and eyes darkened tin times more. She was scared but didn't let that show on her face yet he knows everything. Her fate played a big game, she was forcefully married to an unknown stranger who is her enemy and claims to own her. She was standing face to face with her death, he could kill her anytime he wants. Her heart was beating rapidly as she made direct eye contact with him . But her breath hitched and her body froze on its spot when he again whispered against her ear. " Undress " but she was too stubborn to obey him And he was too determined to make her obey him. ****** Viransha Singh sisodiya the princess of a small kingdom Jodhpur , her beauty could make anyone fall on their knees, every king wanted her to marry their son. she was kind and innocent but something happened with her which gave her a lifetime trauma. A dark secret which she buried deep inside her. Rakshat Rao Rajpurohit, the king of a big empire ' Ashoka ' his main palace is in Maharashtra. A walking red flag with a face of green flag which can make anyone fall for him .Opposite to what other kings and princes were , he was cold, dangerous and merciless. A dark past hidden behind his cold eyes which was reason for him to be merciless. But what if jodhpur and Maharashtra are two enemy kingdoms who despise each other to an extent that they are ready to do anything for revenge. What will happen when fate ties them together in a sacred relationship, will their feelings for eachother will change ? Or their hunger for revenge will lead them to destruction. What will happen when her dark secrets are exposed will he accept her or will leave her ??. A story full of rolar coaster ride of twist and turns.

Rajputana, écrit par wonderGo1331

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His Bleeding Rose, écrit par Aadyawritess

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"You will receive my resignation letter in two days." She repeated, stepping down gracefully, her presence commanding the space between them. She raised her chin and locked her gaze with his, unflinching, unwavering. "And never-ever-come before me again, Kunvar Sa. And remember this-if anything happens to my parents, you will find me before them. So, come only when you are prepared to face Ruhanika Pratap Singh!" Her voice burned with fury, her words sharp as a blade. Taking another step closer, she reached out, pressing a single finger against his chest, right where his heart beat beneath the fabric of his kurta. Her eyes, ablaze with unrestrained wrath, bore into his soul. "Aur agar hamare Maa-Baba ko kuch hua..." she whispered, her voice a lethal promise, "toh hamari jaan-yeh jaan bhi hum le lenge." (If anything happens to my parents, I will take your life with my own hands.) Every syllable shattered him into pieces. He staggered back, collapsing onto the steps of the ghat, his hands gripping his hair in frustration. Helpless. Defeated. But even through his despair, the fire of vengeance raged within him. He would not beg-his pride would not allow it. A tale of love drenched in hatred. A war between two royal bloodlines. Ruhanika Pratap Singh Daughter of Hukum Sa and Hukum Rani Sa of Rajasthan. A woman of grace, warmth, and boundless spirit-one who worships her parents with unwavering devotion. Vardan Singh Rathore Son of the King and Queen of Jodhpur. A young and successful businessman, ruthless and unyielding-one who harbors a hatred as deep as the desert sands for the Hukum of Rajasthan. A love entwined with vengeance. A battle of wills. Who will surrender first-the heart or the bloodline?

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ANAMIKA- The darkest shade of love.

" SULTAN.... HUME BACHA LIJIYE..... WOH....WOH HUME MAR DENGE SULTAN.....WOH HUME MAR DENGE"........... ************************************************ She was in my lap while crying and crying like that was the last day of her life. I was forceful husband of her but still she chosed me over everything. Never in my life I felt scared of anything but that day I was scared to hell after seeing her struggling for her life. she was on the verge of dying.... I console her....I would die if anything happened to her and that day I determined that I would killed that man who was the reason of my wife deadful past. But the destiny had her own plans the one who was the real culprit was none other than the one to whom I refer as my close one. Never in my worse dream I thoughts that he would be reason of my wife condition. So I burned him alive with my own hands while his screams filled in my ears. I bathed in his blood........ She was Anamika suryasen. Princess of northern hind and the pride of kingdom Avangarh. The one whose beauty captivate everyones attention and the heart of her brother but her past made her heart shattered in millions of pieces..... I was Sultan Daniyal shamsheer khan. King of kabul. The one who was known for his furosity. But her browns orbs calm my inner devil when I firstly saw her. That day I decided that I would make her mine at any cost.... Lekin kya woh humse kabhi mohobbat kar payegi??? Ek bikhare hue dil mein kya firse humare liye mohobbat panah le payegi...... Aur kya woh hume kabhi apnayegi ye janane ke baad bhi ki kahi na kahi hum bhi unke atit se jude hai..... Read our dastaan-e-mohobbat to find out all the answers.....