Claimed By the Ranawat 🔥

"She was his enemy's daughter... but he was determined to make her his queen."

Maharana Raana Rudraksh Samrat Singh Ranawat had never known defeat. His sword had conquered kingdoms, his name alone struck fear into every corner of the land. Empires bowed, enemies trembled, yet his heart remained untouchable-until he met Ishanika Singh Chauhan.

She was no ordinary princess. Enemy's daughter, fierce Kshatriya warrior, and breathtakingly beautiful, Ishanika carried fire in her veins and defiance in her eyes. Their first encounter was meant to be war. Instead, it sparked something neither of them could control.

Her gaze pierced him as their swords clashed. "Aap sochte hai ki main darr jaungi? Kabhi nahi!" she spat, every word laced with challenge.
He smirked, tension crackling between them. "Aur main aapko harane ke liye yahan hoon... par shayad khud ko hi haar raha hoon."

Every stolen glance, every heated argument, every accidental brush of hands pulled them deeper into a dangerous, forbidden desire. She was his enemy, yet his pulse raced at her every move. He had conquered empires, yet this princess threatened to conquer his heart.

Even amidst war, their passion was a battlefield of its own. One night, under the shadow of the palace walls, her laughter echoed like rebellion. "Aap jaise se shaadi? Ye kabhi mumkin nahi!"
He drew her close, voice low and commanding, "Aur main ye namumkin ko mumkin bana dunga... tum meri hi ho."

In a kingdom ruled by blood, honor, and vengeance, love became their deadliest war. Every clash of swords, every secret touch, every forbidden moment tested their pride, their patience, and their hearts. He was ruthless, undefeated, unstoppable. She was fearless, unyielding, untouchable. Together, they ignited a fire that neither war nor crown could contain.

Some battles are fought with steel. Some with strategy. But theirs... was fought with passion, desire, and the unstoppable pull of two hearts destined to collide.