Politics Stories

The entire state fears Chief Minister Veer Pratap Dahiya-a cold, rough Haryanvi leader with a short temper, a violent reputation, and zero patience for unnecessary people. Then enters Aarohi Sharma, a clumsy final-year CA student from Rishikesh who somehow crashes into his life... literally. Terrified of the CM, she unknowingly befriends his family, who hide their identity to keep her around. What starts as chaos, secrets, family bonding, and endless misunderstandings slowly changes everything. Because Veer falls first. And once a Haryanvi Jaat loves... Running away is no longer an option. ♥️ . . . . . . Credits: Chatgpt

Living a life with loving parents, annoying siblings, a good education, and a perfectly normal purpose in life, she thought she had everything she could ever ask for. A girl blessed with beauty, grace, kindness, and everything most people spent their lives wishing for. She thought she was ordinary. She thought she was living a happy, normal life. She was wrong. Because she was not who she believed herself to be. And the people searching for her were not ordinary either. She thought the biggest complication in her life was the young Chief Minister of her state slowly falling in love with her. She thought that was fate. She thought that was the story. But little did she know that somewhere far away, there was a man waiting for her. Yearning for her. Counting the days, months, and years. A man who had spent almost his entire life searching for something he could never forget. She didn't know that someone had already gone mad over her. Not for weeks. Not for months. Not even for years. But for almost as long as she had existed. And when the truth finally comes to light, Siya Sharma will learn that some stories do not begin when two people meet. Some stories begin long before either of them are born. For nineteen years, he lived with only one thing in his heart. Her. Not because he couldn't have her. Not because she does not belonged to him. But because he knew. He knew how soft she was. How naïve. How easily the world would break someone like her. So he waited. And waited. And waited. Nineteen years of patience. Nineteen years of distance. Nineteen years of watching from the shadows. Until one day... His patience finally broke. Someone else had been waiting for nineteen years to become a part of it. The frightening part? She doesn't even know his name yet.

A drunken mistake both of them could've repair... if only they hadn't repeated it. Two rival politicians. Two opposite parties. Two people who were only supposed to argue across parliament halls. One drunken night changed everything. What started as a secret mistake slowly turned into late-night drives, hidden meetings, stolen moments, and a "no strings attached" arrangement they swore meant nothing. He said there were no feelings. She said same. Until distance started hurting. Jealousy started speaking. And denial stopped working. Because in politics, crossing party lines is dangerous. Crossing heart lines? Even worse.

She built her career exposing powerful men. He built his reputation surviving politics. One explosive interview turns them into national headlines. She humiliates him on live television. He calmly destroys every question she throws at him. The country sees a political clash. But behind the cameras... He becomes curious about the fearless journalist who refuses to fear him. And she slowly discovers the man behind the perfectly controlled political image. Unfortunately- politics is dirty, media is cruel, and attraction between enemies is dangerous. Especially when the future Chief Minister starts wanting the one woman capable of ruining him. #1 at ministry in 20/05/026

"I worship the floor you walk on " wala pyaar ~ 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓪𝓱𝓪𝓫 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓼𝓪𝓻𝓴𝓪𝓻 Grumpy×sunshine Minister×student Disciplined×Chaotic He fell first and didn't rise... Not your regular obsessive wala story Used the help of our very own ChatGPT

In March 1814, during the Campaign in North-east France, a mysterious Gate opened in Épernay. Which the Roman Era soldiers began to attack the Coalition March towards Paris and Napoleon's Armee, this results of Treaty of Troyes, marking the end of Napoleonic wars and form an unlikely alliance of France and Coalition. Major victories; Battle of Arcis-sur-Aube and Battle of Épernay. This results of Roman era soldiers retreated to the Gate. By weeks, Franco-Coalition mobilized quickly and began to expand and explore beyond the Gate. Events, Battles, Politics, Adventure and Alliance will occur. [[THIS IS A FANMADE GATE STORY, WITH REIMAGINED WITH NAPOLEONIC ERA.]]

ROYAL SERIES, BOOK 1. Two years ago, a single decision changed the fate of two people. A marriage happened in secrecy. Adhikrit Ranawat, King of Rajghar, a man bound by legacy and unbreakable limits, made a choice that flipped everything, his fate and her life. He chose Sanchi, held her hand quietly, pulled her out of a world that had never truly existed for others, and brought her into his. Sanchi Ranawat became his wife, only on paper. A queen by title. The world knew she was his. But she stood at a distance from everything that should have been hers. She held his hand, even if it meant being his wife only in name. She accepted her new life with quiet strength, respected by the family, adored by the elders, embraced by his world. The reason for their marriage is that no one knows, except them. But while she stood beside him, she was still surrounded by a past no one knew. Shadows that followed her into the palace. Secrets that never asked for permission before threatening to resurface. Adhikrit stood by her side, but did he ever truly accept her as his wife? He is ready to protect her. To destroy anyone who dares to touch what is his, but what happens when the threat is not outside the palace walls, but buried in the past of the woman he married? Sanchi carries secrets, deep scars which are never visible. But why did she agree to the marriage so quickly? why does she accept the distance between them without complaint? She tells herself peace is enough, but is it? Adhikrit tells himself distance is protection, but protection from what? He doesn't even know it. But there's always a question that refuses to fade, Is he keeping her safe... or keeping himself away? He built his kingdom on legacy and power, where love is considered the most dangerous weakness of all. A king cannot afford vulnerability, then Why did he choose Sanchi when no one stood for her? Was it duty? Or did he marry her because losing her was never an option?

˚ . ྀིྀི୧ ❤︎ ୨ ྀིྀི.˚ "You don't own me, Mr. Rathore." "Don't I? Look around, Noor. Every door in this mansion opens with my name - and you're standing in the middle of it wearing my sindoor." Noor: "Maybe you forced me into your world... but you'll never have me." Rudraksh (leaning close, whispering): "Sweetheart, I don't chase what's mine. I just wait... until you stop running." ౨ৎ.⋆˚✿˖°꒰ঌ໒꒱˚⋆𐙚。𖦹.ᡣ𐭩 🖤 The night smelled of roses... and ruin. The city slept, but the mansion on the hill burned with gold - not of celebration, but of power. She stood there, trembling in crimson silk, eyes swollen from hours of crying. 👰‍♀️ Noor Malhotra - the sacrifice wrapped as a bride. And across the room, watching her like a shadow come alive, was Rudraksh Singh Rathore - the man they called The Devil of Rajasthan. 💼 The minister. 💣 The mafia. 🕶️ The man whose word was law... and whose silence was punishment. "Why me...?" she whispered, her voice breaking. "Because you smiled once," he replied coldly, stepping closer, "and the world forgot to exist for me." Her breath hitched as his gaze dragged over her - not with lust, but obsession. The kind that didn't crave flesh, it demanded possession. "Your father owed me," he continued, slipping a ring onto her finger. "So he gave me his most precious thing." A tear rolled down Noor's cheek. He caught it mid-air, his thumb tracing it like a mark of victory. "From this night," he murmured, eyes locked on hers, "you're not Noor Malhotra anymore." "You're my Amanat." 🌑 Silence followed - heavy, consuming, sacred. Outside, the world carried on, unaware that a deal had been sealed - not with signatures, but with stolen innocence and unspoken desire. 💔 That night, the devil was gifted a soul made of light. And he promised himself one thing - If heaven ever tried to take her back... 🔥 he'd burn it down.

✦•┈๑⋅⋯⭑⋯⋅๑┈•✦ A marriage of silence slowly turning into a story of love. [GLIMPSE] "You hug me first and then try to leave immediately?" he said, half-complaining, half smiling. "At least stay like this for a few more seconds." Ishani smiled against his chest. "Sorry," she murmured. "But don't you think minutes sound better than seconds?" ִֶָ☾. ᯓ★ Ishani is the calm in the storm graceful, selfless, and guided by emotion more than logic. She's learning to find her own voice in love and marriage. ᯓ★ Ranvijay is a man of few words and deep emotions the kind who carries his love like a responsibility, intense and protective. His dominance is balanced by quiet affection and guilt. The whole story is Author's pov.

18+, violence, blood, crime, smut, obsession, kidnapping themes. "Listen to me carefully," Devraj murmured, caging her between the marble pillar and his chest, his fingers tightening around her wrist. "No man touches you. No man looks at you. No man even breathes too close to you. You are mine." "This isn't love," Geetanjali whispered, her pulse racing but her chin lifting stubbornly. "This is obsession." He tilted his head, eyes dark, unblinking. "I don't know the difference." "I will never love you." His mouth brushed dangerously close to her ear. "You will," he said softly. "And I will be the only man you ever learn to." His hand slid to her waist was very firm, possessive, he was not hurting, but not allowing distance either. As if he was memorizing the shape of her. As if he was branding her without leaving a mark. "I have waited my whole life," he breathed against her temple. "You think I'll let the world have even a glimpse of what is mine?" And somewhere between fear and fire, she didn't step away.

When a game developer from modern-day Earth wakes in the body of Prince Aegon Targaryen, the long-forgotten third son of Baelon the Brave, he expects nothing more than a swift, bloody end in the shadows of his more famous brothers, Viserys and Daemon. But fate has other plans. Aegon remembers everything: dragons, fire, politics... and the unfinished class tree system he'd been coding at the time of his death. Somehow, it lives within him now, reborn in his soul. Each decision grants him access to traits and abilities no Targaryen has ever wielded; [Pyromancer], [Demon Knight], and secrets yet to be unlocked. As the Seven Kingdoms groan under the weight of scheming lords, rising dragons, and prophetic whispers of doom, Aegon walks a knife's edge, one foot in prophecy, the other in rebellion against fate itself. With a mind sharpened by two lifetimes and power drawn from beyond the known world, he'll either forge a new destiny for House Targaryen... or burn it all down. *** Rankings: 🥇#1 in hotd [06/4/26] 🥇#1 in asoiaf [30/3/26] 🥇#1 in litrpg [30/3/26] 🥇#1 in gameofthrones [31/3/26] 🥇#1 in asongoficeandfire [31/3/26]

In the Warring States era, before the ninja world had established the system of one nation and one village, the transmigrator Oda Yayoi decided that this world was far too chaotic. Five great nations. Dozens, even hundreds, of smaller countries. Countless bloody battles fought across generations, yet none of them had ever brought anything that could truly be called peace. And so, Oda Yayoi decided to give the ninja world a small taste of what a transmigrator could do. This story begins in the Warring States era, when human life was worth less than dust...

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" දන්නවද චූටි , මගේ අහසෙ පායපු එකම එක කෝඩුකාර හඳ උඹ.උඹට විතරමයි මගෙ අහස හැඩ කරන්න පුළුවන්.හැමදාම හැමෝම කිවුවෙ මම මහ නපුරු මනුස්සයෙක් කියල.ඒත් මම වගේ නපුරු මනුස්සයෙක් ළඟ ඉන්න පුළුවන් උන අහිංසකම අහිංසක පුංචි සමනළය උඹ.ඉතින් මට කියපන් මගෙ චූටි සර් මම උඹට මෙච්චරටම ආදරේ නොකර ඉන්නෙ කොහොමද කියල......" ( අදිස ප්‍රතාප් සූරියබණ්ඩාර.) " මගෙ නපුරු බාඳුරා මල.කවදාවත් ගැලවිලා යන්න බැරි විදියටම මාව හිරකරගෙන ඉන්නකොට කොහොමද කියපන් මැණික මම උඹෙන් ගැලවෙන්නෙ.මේ ආත්මෙට විතරක් නෙමෙයි තව ආත්ම හතකටවත් ගැලවෙන්න බැරි විදියට මේ නපුරු හිත ඇතුළෙ මම හිරවෙලා ඉවරයි මගෙ නපුරු බාඳුරා මලේ.ඉතින් මේ අහිංසක පුංචි සමනළයා උඹට පුදුම විදියට ආදරෙයි මැණික." ( මිහින්ස විද්වාන් කපුකොටුව.) ඉතින් එන්න මේ නපුරු බාඳුරා මලෙත්,අහිංසක පුංචි සමනළයගෙත් ආදර කතාව එක්ක එකතු වෙන්න. මම Beanboyz_

A modern soul awakens in the North, reborn not as a man, but as a Growlithe. Found with the direwolves, he must navigate the Game of Thrones using a minimalist System to evolve. But take heed: this is no typical Pokémon journey.

Maximilian Leigh Sinclaire is labeled as the greatest heir in the world. The source of his greatness? His surname. In a world where business tycoons rule and heirs are constantly in the spotlight, Max is considered to be at the top. But heavy is the head that wears the crown, and Max knows the title was never his to claim. After meeting an uncle he hasn't seen in years, Max accepts an invitation to J.S. High, a school built for the most powerful heirs in the world. It was the best place to prove his worth--until Max realized that J.S. High isn't what it seems. Ruled by a monarchy that follows a ruthless system, Max must navigate cruel customs, gruesome battles, and betrayals in order to survive. The one who rises to the top becomes king, but with secrets buried within its walls, proving your worth might be the last thing you'll have to worry about. [Contains Volumes 4-6] [16+ | Contains violence and strong language]

"Vyah karegi mere naal?" Mishika Verma should have known no good ever comes from answering men like Arjun Singh Grewal. She was a biotech student trying to build a future. He was power, influence and trouble wrapped in an expensive suit. The kind of man who got whatever he wanted. The kind of man who smiled while hiding secrets. And unfortunately for Mishika- he wanted her. What starts with stolen glances, relentless marriage proposals and impossible chemistry soon spirals into something far darker than either of them expected. Because some stories aren't love stories. Some are crime scenes. And sometimes the most dangerous person in the room isn't the one holding the weapon- it's the one holding the truth. ❝ The first mistake was meeting him. The second was thinking she ever knew him. ❞ ✦ Political Romance ✦ Dark Romance ✦ Mystery Thriller ✦ College Girl × Powerful Heir ✦ He Fell First ✦ Touch Her & Die ✦ Morally Grey Characters ✦ Obsession ✦ Secrets & Betrayal ✦ Forced Proximity ✦ Slow Burn ✦ Who Did This To You? ✦ Protective Hero ✦ Strong Female Lead ✦ Enemies to Lovers... or Maybe Worse

If I fall , I'm trapped " Love is a war, babe, and you're both my enemy and my victory.....! " - රාඝව් ආඝ්‍රව විනාග්‍යසිංහ - " For me----no rules, no mercy, just two hearts fighting to surrender first....! " - විනාද් හස්‍ය මදුන්ස කොඩිතුවක්කු - © Don't copy ⛔ © කතෘ අයිතිය සුරකින්න © කතෘ අවසරයකින් තොරව කිසිදු අයුරකින් උපුටා ගැනීම් තහනම්... උදා :- pdf ගත කිරීම් © මෙය කිසිසේත්ම සැබෑ චරිතයක් සමග සම්බන්ධ නොවේ... මනඃකල්පිත කතාංගයක් වේ !

For centuries, humanity battled its own demons-war, destruction, the ever-present shadow of extinction. But against all odds, it endured. Nations united, wounds healed, and a single banner rose above the entire Earth: United Earth Government and later the United Federation of Planets. By the year 2288, humanity had transformed from a fractured species into a galactic civilization. The Federation stretched across the stars, its influence reaching every corner of the Milky Way. It was an era of peace, progress, and unmatched technological triumph. And yet... they were alone. No matter how far their ships traveled or how many worlds they surveyed, there was no sign of other intelligent life. The universe vast, ancient, and beautiful remained eerily silent. Theories once whispered in academic circles, the "Great Filter," the "Rare Earth" now loomed large and terrifying. Was intelligence a cosmic accident? Was humanity the only one to make it this far? Then, everything changed. On the eve of humanity's historic voyage to Andromeda (M31). As their science vessel prepared for its journey across 2.6 million light years, something unprecedented occurred. In a flash, space itself seemed to twist and fold, as the Milky Way merged with another galaxy in instant, one far larger and older than their own. Now, in this strange, limitless frontier, humanity's greatest adventure was only just beginning. Would they adapt and survive, or uncover something beyond their wildest understanding? Only time would reveal the truth... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Heavily influenced by Nihonkoku Shoukan by Minorou, Anime GATE and various nation summoned novels here in wattpad. English is not my native language so please feel free correcting any spelling mistakes or grammatical errors.

Getting to finish a Course in Carpentry, Kevin gets into the lurky waters of Politics through a friend of a friend when he meets Mark who is running for MCA in the next General Elections to be able to get more money through ventures with Politicians, Kevin gets to experience what it means to run in an election. Melissa , Kevin's friend is by his side through the whole struggle.