Royalromance Stories

── .✦ Haunted by grief, King Oscar finds peace only with his maid, Annabella. To secure her presence, he uses a forged contract, binding her as his "Personal Attendant." When his possessive desire escalates, Oscar shatters her innocence with a calculated seduction, demanding her complete surrender. Annabella must navigate the dizzying reality of her new role-going from serving maid to the King's exclusive obsession. 1# royal romance

Dr. Disha Rajvansh, 27, a 5'9" tall and graceful cardiac surgeon from Udaipur, Rajasthan, is known as the best in India. With her beautiful hazel eyes, waist-length hair, and unwavering faith in Mahadev, she balances strength and compassion. A fitness enthusiast and the eldest daughter of her family, she carries both her profession and her responsibilities with unmatched dedication. Abhimaan Singh Rathore, 29, the towering 6'3" King of Rajasthan, ruled with the same authority in the palace as he did in the underworld. With his piercing amber eyes and commanding presence, he wasn't just royalty by birth but also the most powerful mafia king in India-a man both feared and respected. Tropes Doctor × king Sunshine×grumpy Fitness × fitness Soft × protective Arranged marriage Royal romance

An Indian Arranged Marriage Romance, intertwining duty, healing, and royal legacy. [ They met as strangers at the wedding Altar, But destiny had already written them as Soulmates. ] _____________________ He vowed never to marry. She was the light he never expected. Ekash lived in the shadows of his past, haunted by promises he wished he could forget. Marriage was only his grandmother's last wish-until Sanvi stepped into his world. Her quiet strength broke down his walls. Her touch became the only calm to his restless soul. He never planned to love... but destiny had other plans for his arranged bride. ___________________ Started on: 28 May 2025 Author AKSHUVIKA

† 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍'𝐒 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝟏† 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 - is a 30 year old businessman who is considered one of the richest businessman in the whole world but no one knows that he is a leader of mafia world . There is no illegal business in which he is not involved. He is in a relationship with a girl named Riya Chaudhary since last 5 years but there is no physical connection between them. He hates physical connection. 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐇𝐀𝐍-𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 - is a 22 year old sweet girl with green eyes like a lake and innocence clearly visible on her face and her long, thick hair looks like the night sky. She was like a magical fairy descended from heaven. Her husband's name is Yuvraaj khanna . Her father got her married to his best friend's son when she was 20 years old. She loves her husband a lot but she and her father doesn't know how whore of husband yuvraaj is. But why did fate play such a game with Emir and Shreya that their paths crossed or should we say someone else played this game? 𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐑 & 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐀 - 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎D "Aap esa kyu kar rahe hai mere sath apki zindagi me to woh hai na jisse aap pyaar karta hai"she said tears continuously flowing from her eyes. "Tumne sahi kaha koi hai par zyada der nahi or rahi baat pyaar ki to woh me kisi se nahi karta"he said while wiping her tears . "par me already shadi shuda hu" she said "That doesn't matter to me you will marry me otherwise I will destroy your father and not so precious husband " he said in a very calm

SHEDULE: EVERY MONDAY When King Rivaan dies unexpectedly, the widowed Queen Alakhnanda is forced into a second marriage with Anay, the son of the powerful Finance Minister Shreyash Sharma. Bound by a prior agreement signed by the late King and the Rajmata, Alakhnanda finds herself without a voice in her own fate. Anay, an unwilling puppet at first, becomes part of a political game neither of them chose. Alakhnanda, strong, cold, and wounded by betrayal, believes Anay is a pawn trying to eliminate her son Riyansh. Will Anay be able to prove himself to Alakhnanda and the people of Rajdavan? Or will he too become blinded by power?

Between bells and breath, they find each other-and risk everything.A prince bound by duty. A jester bound by secrets. A love that could ruin a kingdom. - please share this story to others if you wish to let me continue making chapters for this story!! ☺ take note : this story was created because of BOREDOM. all characters are fanfic and none of this was based on a true story. While some of this was made by me with the help of chatgpt in correcting grammars and unique ideas! 💌

My Twinflame volume 1: The Princess Diary The love story of the Princess and her Chief General. Under moonlit skies, Princess Iko Mizuki falls in love with Yo-Shinzaw, the kingdom's devoted Chief General-a bond born in childhood and tested by duty, fear, and royal boundaries. As their secret love finally blossoms, jealousy and betrayal creep into the palace in the form of Prince Yamiyo, whose obsession ignites a tragic chain of events. What begins as a tender romance turns into a heartbreaking tale of love, sacrifice, and vengeance, where devotion defies power and even death cannot silence true love.

"They thought my blood would raise roses 🥀. Instead, the earth chose dahlias"

Lisette Ivy Garrington Princess of Garrington, has always followed the rules, until a knight appeared in her life. What starts as a beautiful secretive relationship soon grows into something she can't ignore. A forced marriage with the Prince of Silvador crushes her world. But in a world where rules are everything, following her heart might come at a cost she can't imagine. (Inspired by a legend)

Rishab X Yaashvi | 31 X 27 She was playing with a group of little kids in the Rajvansh Haveli , laughing freely, hiding and running with them in a game of tag. But while hiding from the kids, she accidentally entered the prince's private room. She just thought it was another room to hide in. As soon as she stepped inside and tried to close the door quietly, a strong hand grabbed her from behind.Before she could scream, the prince himself - tall, sharp-eyed, clearly angry - covered her mouth with his hand. He looked straight into her eyes, his voice low but intense "Agar ab aap yahan dobara aayi... toh jaane nahi dunga." _________ TROPES: Enemies to lovers Politician X Weddingplanner Obbsessive MMC Royal Romance Family drama Arranged marriage

"I never thought my obsession with manga could become my reality... until I woke up in the body of Aphrodite Callista "Cally" Sinclair-the so-called villainess everyone loved to hate. In the original story, Cally's life was nothing but a stepping stone for Aphrodite Calle, the maid, and the Grand Duke's love story. She was betrayed by the man she trusted, abandoned by fate, and doomed to die tragically, leaving her family heartbroken and powerless. But I'm not her-I'm Athena Rose De Guzman, a soldier from the modern world. And I refuse to die in a fantasy story that isn't mine. Now, trapped in a world of ballrooms, dukedoms, and political schemes, I have one goal: survive. I may be a villainess by name, but I refuse to live by the script of someone else's story. I'll outwit the Grand Duke, avoid a tragic end, and reclaim my freedom... even if it means exposing the love affair between him and the maid, Aphrodite Calle, to the world. But surviving isn't simple. The court is a maze of secrets, rivalries, and power plays. Niobe Vantor, the rival noblewoman, has her own ambitions, and Hades Blackthorn-cold, cunning, and dangerous-is always one step away from destroying everything I hold dear. And then there's Zeus Knox, the crown prince-a tyrant on the battlefield and a storm of a man off it. He's arrogant, intimidating, and infuriating... and somehow, I find myself drawn to him. Not to mention Apollo Montclair, a dashing, powerful duke whose charm, wit, and cunning rival even Zeus himself. Love, loyalty, and deception collide in ways I never expected. This is my story now. The villainess will live. The rules will change. And maybe, just maybe, I'll rise from the shadows of tragedy to become the crown princess I was never meant to be."

In an era where crowns were heavier than hearts, a king learned how to rule a kingdom- and a princess learned how to wield a sword. He was twenty, born into power, trained to command, and still learning what it meant to be just. She was sixteen, from a small independent kingdom, raised with love, intelligence, and steel in her hands. Their marriage was decided by politics. Their bond was written by fate. He chose her in silence. She misunderstood him in pride. He hid his love behind indifference. She mistook his care for irritation. In a palace full of whispers, conspiracies, and expectations, she stood as a queen who refused to bend- and he became a king who would always stand beside her, even when she believed he stood against her. This is a story of quiet love, sharp swords, unspoken devotion, and a marriage that began with misunderstanding- but was destined to rule not just a kingdom, but each other's hearts. ---

❝ 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞❞ "Azraq?" I arched a brow at the unfamiliar name, a flicker of challenge in my gaze. "As in the colour?" "No." He leaned in just enough for his presence to press against mine. His gaze briefly flickering between my eyes. "Azraq," he said quietly. "As in your sapphire-like jazibah eyes." My breath hitched, just once, before defiance rose to claim its place. The audacity of it sent heat racing through my veins. "Are you attempting to charm me?" I hissed. A corner of his mouth curved, not a smile, not quite. Something darker that curled through the space between us. "I don't charm, Azraq," he replied. "I conquer." "That's enough." My hand slammed down on the wooden counter before I could stop myself. "First, that's not my name," I snapped. "It's Phoenix." Then I leaned closer, fingers sliding to my waist, blade flashing as I drew my dagger just enough to promise intent. His gaze dipped, to my hand. To where my fingers hovered dangerously close to my dagger. "And second," I added coldly, "if not for this bazaar, I'd show you exactly how lethal these jazibah eyes can be." For the first time since we collided, something like amusement flickered across his face. Not mockery. Interest. A slow sneer curved his lips as his eyes lifted back to mine. "Consider me intrigued," he murmured. Then, softer, almost reverent, "They already did." *** ❝ Bound by duty, consumed with passion, their fate was written in blood. From Cairo's shadows to Damascus's throne, 𝐀𝐫𝐳𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥 𝐇𝐚𝐝𝐢 and 𝐏𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐱 𝐞𝐥 𝐙𝐢𝐚 are enemies by fate-and something far more dangerous by choice. Because in a city built on veils, loving the wrong person doesn't just break hearts. It starts wars.❞

Taaj bhi jhuk jaata hai un rishto ke aage, jo kismat ne khoon se nahi... aansuo se likha ho. ⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ ⊹ ♡ "This is not just a story... it's a tale of few souls tied by destiny in the most unexpected ways. Some ran from love, some worshipped it, and some broke under its weight. In a world where responsibility comes before desire, their hearts learned the hardest truth that the deepest bonds are the ones we never speak about... the ones that stay unspoken, yet unforgettable." Welcome to The Unspoken Rishta where loyalty is tested, love is dangerous and every relationship asked "Is love enough?"

She was born with a crown, raised in luxury, and known for her fire-bold, reckless, and anything but obedient. Princess Aurelia has never needed anyone to watch over her... until her defiance forces the king's hand. He is the kingdom's most trusted knight. Loyal, silent, deadly-and now, bound by duty to guard the one person who refuses to be guarded. He swore an oath to protect her, not love her. She swore she'd never let him in. But when shadows rise within the palace walls, and loyalty is tested beyond the blade, the line between duty and desire begins to blur. He carries a sword at her side, but never a crown on his head. Because some hearts are not meant to be held-only protected.

A story based on Time Travel for love and revenge. Rani Vidhi Rajput Princess of Jodhpur in 16TH CENTURY. A very beautiful soul a perfect example of beauty with brain. She had gone to married to her love of life Raja Rudraprath of Mewargardh. She was in love with him since her childhood she believed that after marriage her life was became more beautiful but fate had different plans, On there wedding night (suhagrat)someone brutally killed her. Her dream of happy life shattered. What happened that night? Who killed Vidhi? What happened after that? What happen when a soul from 16TH CENTURY rebirth and take her revenge? Was Vidhi able to found her culprit and lived happy with her love? Or destiny had some other plans for all of them?

Book #3 of love series ~~~~~~~~~~~ "I'm not yours to own" Swati shekhwat yelled at the top of her lungs, ready to blast any moment. Her innocence was betrayed by someone she trusted with her own life. "Then make me yours." "You're shameless. God damn have some shame" Her yell was another time unnoticed, "For you I could be anything, ranisa" "Don't call me that, this marriage was only based on replacement." The man infront of her had no shame , eating her lips, sucking them. Making her body his to eat, his to fuck, "You are the queen, get this in your Goddamn mind or else I will" his hunger grew as he went for another bite. The wolf was eating his price after a long hunt. ~~~~~~~~~ Swati shekhwat (24) × krish singh Rajput

In the heart of Joseon Korea's majestic palace, a fierce storm shipwrecks a foreign vessel, bringing a captivating young woman from distant African lands into a world of silk hanboks, rigid rituals, and royal intrigue. With her ebony skin, wild curls, and mesmerizing green eyes, she enters as a servant to the handsome Crown Prince-tall, duty-bound, and trapped in an arranged betrothal. As cultures collide amid opulent chambers, moonlit gardens, and scented royal baths, forbidden attraction ignites, challenging tradition, honor, and destiny in a sweeping interracial historical romance filled with passion, danger, and unbreakable bonds.

Harper I didn't mean to fall for him. He was just a transfer student with sharp eyes and a closed-off smile. Arrogant. Private. Infuriatingly impossible to read. The kind of boy who doesn't exist online. The kind who flinches at cameras. The kind who carries secrets like they're stitched into his skin. I knew better than to get close. Because people like him don't crash into your life by accident. They arrive with consequences. And when the truth finally comes out- When the world decides who he really is- I'll have to choose between the man I fell for and the crown that was always waiting to take him back. Max They sent me here to disappear. No title. No protection. No mistakes allowed. Just a borrowed name and a life I was never meant to touch. Then there was her. Harper Quinn doesn't bow. She doesn't look away. She sees through every defense I've ever built-and doesn't care who she's supposed to see instead. Loving her was never part of the plan. But some things can't be controlled. Not loyalty. Not desire. Not the moment you realize you'd burn a kingdom down before letting it take her from you. I was raised to inherit a crown. I just never expected it to cost me the one thing that felt real. A royal exile. A love that was never meant to exist. And a secret powerful enough to destroy them both.

One wedding. Two crowns. A kingdom set to burn. Solène Moreira was never meant to be a queen. But when her father trades her like property to the French Crown, she has no choice but to walk down the aisle. Her groom is Prince Lucien Montreval, the "Ice Prince" of the North Atlantic, a man who treats emotion like weakness and his new wife like a political pawn. Their union was supposed to be a cold contract to stabilize a dying empire. But in a world of gilded cages, secret ledgers, and a brewing revolution, Solène and Lucien realize they are not just puppets; they might be the spark that sets it all on fire. When an assassination attempt leaves them stranded in a volcanic fortress, frost turns into lethal heat. They were forced together to save a legacy but maybe together they can burn it all down. Welcome to a marriage written in fire. Do not get burned.