Crowned Fate | 18+

Crowned Fate | 18+

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"The entire Rajasthan bowed before him. Yet he found himself bowing before the girl whom he married for Revenge." Some stories begin with love. Theirs began with revenge. Rudranshi Singh Rawat never expected a brief encounter at the ghats of Kashi to change her life forever. Veeransh Singh Shekhawat-the young king of Rajasthan, feared businessman, and a man carrying secrets darker than the night. Three years later, fate brings them together again. This time not through destiny. Through revenge. A forced marriage. A broken family. A dangerous obsession. And a love neither of them saw coming.
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"Stop lying," he whispered. And then-he KISSED her. It wasn't soft. It wasn't sweet. It was angry... claiming... dangerous. Like he was trying to prove a point. Like he was trying to erase something that wasn't even there. For a second, she froze-completely still, heart racing against her chest. And then she pushed him. Hard. "What are you doing?!" her voice shook, eyes wide, lips trembling-not just from the kiss. He didn't step back immediately. His forehead almost touched hers, breath uneven-but his eyes... dark, unreadable. "Reminding you," he said quietly, "who you should be smiling for." THIS IS DARK ROMANCE SIDE OF OUR BOOK ___________________________________ "Ek toh yeh bhai ke sare friends bander hai," she muttered, scrubbing the plate. A quiet chuckle sounded behind her. She froze. A warm hand landed on her shoulder. "Well, madam... is that really what you think of us? Bander?" Her breath hitched. The plate slipped against the sink as she turned. There he was-tall, calm, smirking... watching her panic. "I-I wasn't talking about you-" He chuckled. And she forgot how to breathe. AND THIS IS ROM-COM SIDE OF OUR BOOK _______

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