Veerpratapsingh Geschichten

Pushkar wakes like an old raga - same tune, new day. Bells slice the sky gold, chai steam curls like a question. Women sweep away yesterday's wars, men polish debts like heirlooms. Between mango trees and ghats, gossip buys more than coins. Tradition runs thick here, stubborn as blood. This is a tale of two cages. One stands in Ajmer: a police station smelling of ink and duty. Inside walks Veer Pratap Singh - six-foot-two, jaw tight, truth tattooed to his bones. He hates lies like rot, burns for justice but never breaks a promise. Rescue without consent, he believes, is just another prison. The other cage hides in a Pushkar haveli under Devendra Rajawat's rule. Nineteen-year-old Bulbul twirls when asked to sit still, her laughter stitched with rebellion. She and her mother sell secret jars of *Chatora Aachar*, white lies tucked between lids. To her, lies can save lives, and even gods turn away. Between them hums the air of choice - two mismatched moons pulling closer. Around them lurk velvet villains: Bhavani Chundawat, charity hiding poison; Ratan, who trades names for money. Friends loyal, fathers indebted, and a gunshot from eight years ago that still echoes in silence. This is the clash of order and rebellion, of a fortress meeting a firecracker. It asks: who saves whom? Who decides what freedom looks like? If you want love sharpened with banter, justice messy, villains in silk - stay. Rajasthan doesn't bury its past; it folds it into pickles, debts, and speeches. And when fire meets stone, something will break - or burn.

"It is too late now. Good night, little lamb..!" .......◇....... Love and war justifies everything. For Veer Pratap Singh life has always been a bit of both. When he spins a web of beautiful lies, and catches at the centre of his sugar coated deceit the light of his life, a war where neither can win begins. An alternate take on AmVeer marriage, where the deception runs deeper and emotions run thick and the truth would end up drawing blood from both hearts. It cracks and shatters - scatters into pieces - yet Kanch si mohabbat dazzles while it lasts. A piece of a fragile forever, a love like glass. .......◇.......

A 28 year old business man who hails from the city of Jaipur is unwillingly getting his knots tied to a 22 year old school teacher! Will they ever fall in love? Will they ever accept their destiny and promise forever to each other?

❤ A non-mature, pure and good content ❤ This is for Amveer fans. What if Randheer starts hating Amrit and becomes a villain? What if he brings troubles for the couple who are faking marriage? 🤩🤩😁😁 Happy reading! ~ Mahua Mishra (Parul) ✒💖 #1st in Amrit on 21/2/2022 #4th in Zaan khan 21/2/2022 #1st in kunal jaisingh on 7/5/2022 #1st in Zaan khan 10/10/2022 #1st in Zaan Khan 10/6/2023

Raza Shirazi is an egotistical man. He is petty and jealous. He is capable of immense cruelty. But his father? He is a man of honour, as impossible as it may seem. And that? That changes everything.

She was a broken soul who never thought of going away from the her cruel loved ones. While He was a mysterious man who never tried to stay close to his loved ones. She was a wound, He was the bandage. She was a Candle, He was the flame. She was afraid of doing something wrong, While He was ready to get her blame. What will happen when they sign the agreement? She was in trauma, She was alone, So He became her therapy, He became her home. She was a mystery, opened up to him like a book, Please stay till the end and let the writer cook. -KooKooProductions (writer)