His Warrior queen π
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Vivaan
Apki akhon ne hamara Dil le liya....ab ap hamari hai kyunki duniya ki har Nayab chij hamari hai....
( your eyes taken my heart.... now you are mine because every pricious thing is mine)
yn
apne hamse nhi apni maut se shaadi ki hai...
( you don't marry....you marry your death)
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Vivaan Singh Chauhan (King of whole Asia)
Ham yuodh par jaa rahe hai....apna khayal rakhiyega Jaan
( I am going to war....take care of yourself)
Yn Singh rajput ( princess of chittorgarh)
Ham koi kamjor rani nhi balki ek warriors queen hai....ham apke saath ayenge
(I am not weak queen...weither a warrior queen I will come with you )
this is the story about a beast king and a warrior queen...
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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?
BATTLE OF LOVE (completed)
"So, should I take it as a 'yes' Dharani?", Acharya asked me looking straight into my eyes as if he is reading my expressions. I immediately looked down trying to compose myself and hide my feelings before he actually reads them. "Or would you like to take your word bac...." "It's a yes," I replied confidently. Taking your word back is the worst thing you could do in a royal family. It is a sign of weakness and is just unacceptable. Moreover, I am pretty sure Arjun would never agree to marry me. So why should I be the one to reject. "What about you, Arjun?" asked King Indra turning towards his son. "You remember what you told yesterday right?" he said signaling Arjun about something. The room was filled with absolute silence and I realized that the only sound that could be heard is that of my bangles, and that is because my right hand is slightly shivering. "Umm...father....I, " Arjun stuttered perhaps for the first time in his life, "accept....accept... this marriage proposal." I looked at Arjun in disbelief. My eyes widened and I didn't know how but my hand was already on my forehead. I didn't expect this from him. Why in the world would he want to marry me? He hates the way I look at the world. He wants everyone to be as heartless as him and I would never be able to do that. "Dangerously kind" is the word he used to describe me a while ago. We wouldn't even make good friends, let alone life partners. How in the world could we live together? "So it's official. You both are going to get married," king Indra said smiling while Acharya was writing something on a paper as if he already knew this is not going to be all love love. "This is more of an agreement king," he said as he wrote down, "and they knew it. They were eavesdropping on our conversation from the beginning." True, we heard them. We understood what they had planned, but we didn't want to get married. At least I didn't.....Complete
ISHQ WALA LOVE
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Firdaus : A Divine Beauty [βπ ππ‘πππ₯ππ] βοΈ
Love has different shades Love can be soft or hard Cold or hot Wild or mild Shocking or Protecting Love is eclectic or electric. Firdaus princess of Delhi. Very innocent but strong . Her father never liked her . He got his daughter married to his enemy's son Ranjit Singh who is already married to Rajkumari Padmavati . Her husband never looks towards her. He hates her. Because she is muslim not a Hindu . Will she ever win their hearts . What happens if she fall for her husband will he accept her or not. Join this journey of a princess . How she will handle all this situation ? This story is a collab of me and @mrinalida8197 Beautiful Cover by @xCherryBlossomx__ Winner of Morphank Award Fanfiction Genre.Complete
His Shareek-E-Hayat
"Marry me." Veer said nonchalantly sipping his coffee. "Excuse me?" Noor asked in disbelief. "Are you even deaf now?" "I will never Marry you. Not even in my nightmare." "just a contract marriage for a year. otherwise marrying you? huh... never." "What do you think of yourself Veer Singh Randhawa? Nikkah is not a joke." She replied fuming in anger. "I know that's why I'm choosing you. You hate me as much as I hate you. so you will never fall for my charms and you are rich so you will never agree to this contract just for money. simple." He replied flashing his toothy smile. "Breathing same air with you is poisonous for me then how could you even imagined that I will ever agree such nonsense of yours. I would prefer to die rather then be your fake wife." She replied getting up from her seat and stormed out. ____________________________ "Bhai-bhaijaan (brother). He is ve-veer my H-hus-husband." She shuttered and her brother enraged in anger. "you know he is a hindu." Her brother asked with clenched jaw. "ye-yes..." before she could complete her sentence ,her brother raised his hand to slap her and she closed her eyes. but the blow never hit her. She opened her eyes slowly and saw Veer holding her brother's hand. "Mr. Shah no one has a right to raise his or her hand on my wife Noor Veer Singh Randhawa. Not even her brother." Veer said smiling and left his hand. ||cover by: @Sahni_2007 ******************************* #1 on #muslim on 24/6/23 #1 on lovehate on 19/6/23 #1 on lovers on 12/4/23 #1 on Punjabi on 7/3/23 #1 on Veer on 30/11/22 #1 on jalkukda on 30/11/22 #1 on shareekehayat on 30/11/22 #1 on Noor on 25/12/22 #3 on wattpadindia on 17/2/23Complete
Adeeraditya - Love Of the Sun and the Moon
I am an iron sword and she's magnetic β¨ If I said no would you not marry me ?" He asked me "Umm no it's nothing like that I just thought I should be honest about my choices. Afterall it's my marriage too." I said it and stared at him for his reaction. He looked away for a movement and then went towards his bed and brought his dragger A dragger? He came towards me hand handed me the dragger and smiled again looking into my eyes. "Qataar dene ka matlab samjhti hai n aap?" (You understand the meaning of gining dragger right?) "Jii? Jii! Hamara matlab hai haa." (Yes? Yes! I mean Yes.) "Bs phir yahi hamara jawab hai." (That's it then this is my my answer) He told me. Princess of Chandrabhaaga CHANDRA ADEERA Gets married to the King of Suryavansh VIKRAM ADITYA As to protect a treaty signed between the two kingdoms. Adeera didn't want to get married yet for some reasons, Meanwhile this was the first time Aditya showed interest in marriage. A stubborn princess married to a Strong headed king, how would their marriage turn out?Complete
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Ahan Singh Rathore is the crown prince of Rajasthan and also the heir to 'Rajvash enterprise ' he also has his own self made company called the 'Rathore enterprise' he is the youngest billionare in India and is self-made and the title of crown prince was not passed onto him he worked his ass off to earn the title and he is proud for it. His Aura screams power and dominance he keeps his family before anything and everything his panty-dropping face and the body of a Greek god but he has saved himself or u can say that he doesn't have time for bullshit so had no relationship. Cynthia Gupta is a badass she is not ur cute and shy girl she is sexy and bold she wears her confidence. After meeting her u would either want to kill her or u would fall in love with her sometimes both. She has an aura of Mysterious and coldness and it seems to attract people but she is danger. Don't mess with her or she will show you hell on Earth. " you are mine Cynthia, mine to love mine to break, and mine to worship. And it shall remain that way until death does us apart" "I am no one's property! And certainly not yours I never will be" "You are mine whether you like it or not, you were mine then and you are mine now, I couldn't claim you them but I will claim you now, and no one can stop me," he whispered beside my ear backing me against the wall and holding my hands tightly beside me. "I would be called yours in front of the world but I will never accept you! NEVER you will not have a place in my heart" I replied fury swirling in my eyes Secrets will be unveiled and blood will flow like water. You are either the villain or a mere spectator. Choose your team wisely. What happens when two dominant people come in one frame......... Read to find out The story will have mature content and strong language so please don't read if u don't like them. This is my first book so it will have errors feel free to correct them.Complete
Falling in love all over again (Under Editing)
Arranged by destiny? - Abhiman Singh rajvansh -Just like his name that man screams power and Dominance. -He's the one who possesses the power and intelligence to change the dynamics of India in the fingers snap of his fingers, an all rounder. -is only soft to his close ones. -cold hearted 6'3 walking handsome billionaire and Hukum of Rajasthan -28years old grumpy ass -hates betrayers, there's no place of "forgiveness" in his dictionary -a past that completely changed him -hates the feeling called "LOVE". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Prisha singhania -Just like her name she screams innocence . -She's the perfect example of what you call a beauty with a brain. -One can drown in the ocean of her hazel brown eyes. Can possess anyone with her beauty. A 21 year old college student -5 feet 2 inch tall girl with the prettiest sunshiny happiest smile, one will ever see. -lost her parents in an accident -21 years old girl that has hopes and dreams engraved in those brown orbs of hers. let's see what happens when destiny ties them together... ____________________ What will happen when a girl with a very traumatic past and a guy who has stopped believing in love, gets tied up in an unexpected marriage? _____________________ To know more take a peak inside this unexpected journey of theirs... _____________________Complete
"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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