The Crown Prince's Destined Bride
- Reads 54,215
- Votes 6,423
- Parts 38
For eighteen years, they have known each other's names.
For eighteen years, they have known they are destined to marry.
For eighteen years, they have never been allowed to meet.
A prophecy declared that Yuvrani Nandhini Devi Mahadevan of Chandravali and Yuvraj Rudra Veer Pratap Suryavanshi of Suryagarh are bound by fate.
But the same prophecy carried a terrifying warning:
If they see each other before the White Comet returns eighteen years later, one of them will die.
Now the comet is returning.
As destiny prepares to unite them at last, Rudra finds himself chasing the truth behind his elder brother's murder-a mystery buried beneath secrets, lies, and powerful enemies.
Together, Rudra and Nandhini are drawn into a dangerous hunt for the truth, uncovering conspiracies that threaten not only their kingdoms, but the future fate intended for them.
And somewhere between prophecy and reality, duty and desire, grief and healing, they discover a love far deeper than destiny itself-a bond built on unwavering trust, fierce loyalty, and a connection that feels as though their souls have always belonged to one another.
A story of fate, love, royal intrigue, family bonds, hidden enemies, and two hearts destined not only to find each other-but to become each other's greatest strength.
All Rights Reserved
#2
prophecy
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
Vihika - "An Eternal Flame of Love"
"I will break you beyond repair".... Vihaansh growled. "But I will cherish you and heal you till my last breath," Ishika replied, her voice unwavering. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- "Rose, I beg of you... If you want you can kill me, but please don't leave me Jaan, Take me along, please...?" Vihaansh pleaded, tears streaming down his face and his sobs wrenching from the depths of his soul. But no reply... ‐‐-----------‐------------------------------------------------- Here Starts a tale of a ruthless man's guilt-driven story, who is left all alone in the World and has no one to wipe his tears, give him a shoulder to sob, be a reason to smile. But he can't end his life because ......... Because she left behind their cherished symbol of love, a testament to their once-shared bond, with every breath he takes, he relives the moment she departed, a silent witness to the pain that now defines his existence. She left their Symbol of love with him. But he only breathes he left living the moment she left him. He behaves like a happy daddy before their bacha. He is a perfect Dad. But he remains haunted by the absence of a motherly presence for his daughter. He can't even share his sorrow, his dismay. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- What will happen to him as he carries the weight of his guilt? Can he ever find a way to make up for his mistakes and find happiness again? All rights are reserved by your author @Rashi_Jha🌼(by me ofc) #65 Wattpad #95 wattpad #1 in the Eternal Series .......UNDER EDIT............ #2 in wattpad #5 , #7 , #11 , #13 in wattpad.Complete
Beneath the Facade
Shree Lekha Sharma was known for her bright, innocent smile. But behind that smile was a heavy secret she had carried for years. When she was just fifteen, her world fell apart. A terrible accident took the lives of her parents, leaving only her and her younger brother, Shivam, behind. With no one else to turn to, their relatives took them in. But it wasn't out of love. They only wanted the massive wealth and inheritance her parents had left behind. To protect Shivam from their greed and cruelty, Shree Lekha had to make a heartbreaking choice. She decided to hide her true, sharp intelligence. She put on a mask, pretending to have a childlike mental disorder so her relatives would let their guard down. She was just waiting-waiting for Shivam to turn eighteen so she could legally become his guardian and take him away from that toxic house. But the real Shree Lekha never truly vanished. In secret, with the help of her college principal-who was her late father's loyal friend-she was completing her degree in business studies. She also started working at a local orphanage, guided by the kind Dean. Now, at twenty-three, she thought she could keep up this double life forever. But everything was about to change. Adityanath Vardhan was thirty years old, a world-renowned businessman, and a man who held immense power. To the outside world, he was ruthless and merciless. He was a man of few words, deeply rooted in his traditions, and a firm believer in God. For his family, he wasn't just a green flag-he was an entire green forest. He got whatever he wanted, always. Then, he saw HER in the holy city of Varanasi. Something about her caught his attention instantly. On the outside, she seemed vulnerable and childlike. But Adityanath had sharp eyes. He could sense that beneath her innocent mask, there was a fierce, intelligent woman hiding in the shadows. He became completely captivated by her. using his power, he set an arranged marriage into motion...Complete![ʜᴇʀ sᴀʀɪ, ʜɪs sɪɴ [sʟᴏᴡ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇs]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/408362324-256-k770611.jpg)
ʜᴇʀ sᴀʀɪ, ʜɪs sɪɴ [sʟᴏᴡ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇs]
#2 ceoxstudent #2 italianxindian . ॐ त्र्यम्बकं यजामहे सुगन्धिं पुष्टिवर्धनम् । उर्वारुकमिव बन्धनान् मृत्योर्मुक्षीय मामृतात् ॥ Marco De Luca was not a man who believed in mercy. As the ruthless heir to Italy's most feared mafia empire, he ruled through silence, precision, and blood-bound loyalty. His name alone was enough to end negotiations. His enemies feared him. His allies never questioned him. Then Kanika Singhania walked into his world. Draped in a simple sari, eyes full of quiet innocence, she didn't belong in a room filled with power, politics, and predators. She wasn't meant for a man like him - a man whose hands had signed deals in blood and broken empires without blinking. She was light. He was darkness. She believed in goodness. He believed in control. What was supposed to be a strategic alliance between families becomes something far more dangerous when Marco finds himself watching her too closely... protecting her too fiercely... wanting her too much. Kanika doesn't understand the violence behind his calm stare. Marco doesn't understand why the sight of her trembling fingers makes him want to burn the world down. In his life, love is a weakness. In her life, love is sacred. But when innocence collides with sin, only one thing is certain- He will either ruin her... Or she will become the only thing powerful enough to undo him. And Marco De Luca has never feared anything. Until Kanika.
The forbidden Princess
Princess Sanavika loves Abhimanyu, but he's not interested. She's also engaged to Avayukta, who doesn't want to marry her. Sanavika must choose between her duty as a royal and her feelings Sanavika's heart vs. her royal responsibilities. - Will Sanavika find a way to be with Abhimanyu? - Will she go through with the engagement to Avayukta? - How will she navigate her royal duties and her desires?
"𝑯𝒊𝒔 Bindani "
Wanna visit rajasthan than read this special book about my love Rajasthan 💗
Kismat Connection~ Terror In Honeymoon
Notice: If you guys didn't read my book Kismat Connection then you guys can't understand what's going on in this book because it is the continuation of that book... So now Prithvi&Mahira, Samar&Pritha and Karan&Janvi are married... Their life is full of happiness, but what will happen when there will be an entry of another villian in their life, that's too in their honeymoon???... How will they face that villian???... Peep in to know more... Cover Credit goes to @weirdosaurs... Thank you so much for this beautiful & awesome cover pic...
𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐇𝐔𝐕𝐄𝐄𝐑
Rashmika, she was stepping into a fairytale wedding, until everything she knew was shattered. On the day she was to marry the man she loved, he betrayed her and attacked her kingdom. Heartbroken and desperate, she ran, choosing death over a life of defeat. Raghuveer, the powerful prince, saves her, but neither knows her past, and the secrets around them are dangerous. With her memories gone, and a kingdom full of lies, they will face a love born from anger, hate, and fate. She doesn't remember who she is. He doesn't know who she was. But destiny, destiny never forgets. What will happen when her memory comes back? What will she do when she realizes the truth? How will she believe that all this time she was in love with her enemy? Can love survive betrayal, lies, and fate? "You knew, didn't you?" My voice trembled, torn between fury and heartbreak as I raised the blade. "Rashmika, calm yourself-" Before he could finish, I pressed the dagger's tip against his throat. "Answer me!" I hissed, eyes scorching into his. A tense silence swallowed the room, broken only when he admitted in a strained whisper, "Yes, I knew." His hand seized mine, firm, but I did not flinch. I pressed the dagger harder, the sharp blade biting into flesh, crimson drops sliding down his neck. "I hate you, Yuvraj Raghuveer Singh Rajput," I hissed, voice trembling, tears carving paths down my cheeks. When he reached up, as if to wipe them away, as if I would let him touch me, I shoved him back with the force of every betrayal, every shattered trust, letting my rage explode, fierce and unrelenting. "I will never forgive you!" I screamed, storming out of the chamber, the metallic jingle of my anklets ringing like a warning with every step.
𝐀𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐚: 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐢𝐟𝐞.
#TOP 9 in India [ 28/06/2026] #TOP 4 in India [ 29 /06] [ 31/07] [1/2/3/4/5/6/7/31/08/26] #TOP 3 in India [ 30/7/2026] #TOP 2 in india [ 1/09/26] BOOK ONE OF FORCED MARRIAGE SERIES. Dhananjay Reddy is a 34-year-old South Indian mafia and a powerful businessman ruling across Telangana and Andhra Pradesh. His fear is so absolute that people tremble before taking his name, the world calls him only as Mr. Reddy, except his family. He is a devoted follower of Mahakaal. Power, blood and control define his world. There was only one weakness in his life Vaidehi Rao.His college crush and obsession. When Dhananjay was in his final year of college and Vaidehi was a fresher, they fell into a relationship that consumed him completely. He needed her not just to love but to breathe. Then everything shattered Vaidehi married another man. On her wedding night Dhananjay shot her husband right in front of her eyes. Broken and devastated Vaidehi cursed him "The day you fall in love again, that love will be taken away from you right before your eyes Dhananjay Reddy." Dhananjay laughed at fate, he believed he was no longer capable of loving anyone but destiny had other plans. He is forced into marriage with a girl nine years younger than him. Aashiyaana Raj 25- years -old. A North Indian girl-soft-spoken, naive and innocent. She has zero knowledge of South Indian culture, language or traditions. The land, the people, the customs everything about his world is foreign to her. She lost her parents in a tragic accident while she was in the 12th grade and was taken in by her uncle. A devoted follower of Mahakaali, her faith was her only strength until the day her uncle revealed the truth. He had been blackmailed if Aashiyaana did not marry Mr. Reddy their lives would be destroyed and so she said yes. Will Dhananjay Reddy ever love again? Will Vaidehi's curse come true? And what is the real truth behind Vaidehi marriage? Will his family accept Aashiyaana? To find out read the story.
Oops Wrong Girl
"Oye..." "Kya?" "Hum galat ladki utha laye." (We kidnapped the wrong girl.) "...Kya?!" "Haan." "...Toh mujhe ghar chhod doge?" (...So you'll drop me home?) "Haan." (Yes.) "Nahi jaana." (I don't want to go.) "...KYA MATLAB NAHI JAANA?!" (...WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T WANT TO GO?!) "Waise khane mein kya hai?" (By the way... what's for dinner?) Three accidental kidnappers. One girl who refuses to escape. Oops... Wrong Girl! 😂Complete
Meet-up of crack heads
All three brides bent down and touched their respective husbands' feet. But the moment they straightened up- Shubham, Ayush, and Anshuman immediately bent down without wasting even a second and touched their wives' feet. "What are you doing?" "A husband doesn't touch his wife's feet!" Shubham and Anshuman's bua said, clearly shocked. The three men stood up. "Why, Bua ji? Why can't we touch their feet?" Shubham asked, looking at his bua with genuine curiosity. "Because a husband is considered higher in status, Shubham." "And women are considered the Lakshmi of the house, right? Bua ji?" Anshuman asked, looking at the elders. "Yes, but-" "But if you consider them goddesses, then give them the status of goddesses too." Anshuman cut her off. "But Anshuman-" "Bua, our ideals have always placed women above themselves. If they could consider their wives worthy of that respect, then who are we to place women below us?" He spoke calmly. There was no arrogance in his voice. He wasn't trying to prove himself superior. He was simply stating what he believed. "And in a husband-wife relationship, both are equals. If she can touch our feet, then why can't we touch hers?" Shubham said it so normally, as if he were stating a simple fact. And IT IS a fact. --- 'A Story of Six Crack Heads.' Unlimited chaos. Unfiltered bakchodi. Brutal roasting. And a friendship loud enough to wake an entire city. They can't survive a day without annoying each other.They can't survive without each other either. From the outside, they're just six idiots creating disasters wherever they go. But appearances lie. Because behind every laugh hides a secret. Behind every joke is a truth no one dares to speak. Some wounds were buried for a reason. And if those secrets ever find their way into the light... No one-not even they-will be ready for what follows. Welcome to the 'Meet-up of Crack Heads'. Where chaos is guaranteed. And nothing is as funny as it first seems. ----
"I will break you beyond repair".... Vihaansh growled. "But I will cherish you and heal you till my last breath," Ishika replied, her voice unwavering. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- "Rose, I beg of you... If you want you can kill me, but please don't leave me Jaan, Take me along, please...?" Vihaansh pleaded, tears streaming down his face and his sobs wrenching from the depths of his soul. But no reply... ‐‐-----------‐------------------------------------------------- Here Starts a tale of a ruthless man's guilt-driven story, who is left all alone in the World and has no one to wipe his tears, give him a shoulder to sob, be a reason to smile. But he can't end his life because ......... Because she left behind their cherished symbol of love, a testament to their once-shared bond, with every breath he takes, he relives the moment she departed, a silent witness to the pain that now defines his existence. She left their Symbol of love with him. But he only breathes he left living the moment she left him. He behaves like a happy daddy before their bacha. He is a perfect Dad. But he remains haunted by the absence of a motherly presence for his daughter. He can't even share his sorrow, his dismay. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- What will happen to him as he carries the weight of his guilt? Can he ever find a way to make up for his mistakes and find happiness again? All rights are reserved by your author @Rashi_Jha🌼(by me ofc) #65 Wattpad #95 wattpad #1 in the Eternal Series .......UNDER EDIT............ #2 in wattpad #5 , #7 , #11 , #13 in wattpad.
More detailsContent Guidelines