Fablefableswriter

   
          	
          	
          	They say every empire is built on blood.
          	Some are written in history. Others are whispered in the shadows. This one? It begins with a signature on a contract that was never meant to be holy matrimony—it was meant to be a sentence.
          	A union born not of love, but of vengeance. Not of choice, but of control.
          	What should have been vows becomes warfare. What should have been rings becomes shackles. Two names tied together, not to heal old wounds, but to rip them wide open until both families drown in their own blood.
          	Every look burns like a blade. Every word drips with venom. Every touch threatens to shatter what little humanity is left. In this world, intimacy is a weapon, trust is a lie, and love… love is the most dangerous enemy of all.
          	Because this isn’t a love story.
          	It’s a battle dressed in silk and diamonds, a war masked as devotion. And when the smoke clears, only one truth will remain—
          	Some unions are made in heaven.
          	This one was forged in hell.
          	
          	
          	Check it out you guyss!!
          	https://www.wattpad.com/story/401316760?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=Fablefableswriter

Fablefableswriter

   
          
          
          They say every empire is built on blood.
          Some are written in history. Others are whispered in the shadows. This one? It begins with a signature on a contract that was never meant to be holy matrimony—it was meant to be a sentence.
          A union born not of love, but of vengeance. Not of choice, but of control.
          What should have been vows becomes warfare. What should have been rings becomes shackles. Two names tied together, not to heal old wounds, but to rip them wide open until both families drown in their own blood.
          Every look burns like a blade. Every word drips with venom. Every touch threatens to shatter what little humanity is left. In this world, intimacy is a weapon, trust is a lie, and love… love is the most dangerous enemy of all.
          Because this isn’t a love story.
          It’s a battle dressed in silk and diamonds, a war masked as devotion. And when the smoke clears, only one truth will remain—
          Some unions are made in heaven.
          This one was forged in hell.
          
          
          Check it out you guyss!!
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/401316760?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=Fablefableswriter

_Inkwoven_Tales_2

Hey there, reader!
          I’ve got a new Wattpad story I’d love for you to dive into,
          
          Posting through my second account, all my stories are available on my main account.
          
          "Thakur's Obsession"
          (Yes, the name is enough drama, but wait till you meet him.)
          
          Meet Arjun Veer Pratap Thakur —
          The CM of Rajasthan, ruthless, regal, royal, untouchable.
          He doesn’t fall in love, he marks, he owns.
          "Rules are made by me. And broken only when I want."
          
          And then there’s Aanya Sharma,
          A dreamer with fire in her soul, free-spirited, fiercely soft.
          She wasn’t looking for trouble… but trouble found her.
          And now, she’s caught in his storm.
          
          If you're into:
          Dominant MLs who redefine obsession
          A rebellious FL who doesn’t bend easily
          Slow-burning chemistry + sharp tension
          Politics, power, and passion woven into one gripping plot
          
          Then you don’t want to miss this one.
          Read now → https://www.wattpad.com/story/395814792?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=_Inkwoven_Tales_
          
          Let me know what you think, your thoughts fuel my ink.
          
          And also try my other stories as well.