talesoftimee

Hello guys just posted my new story check it out if u want to!

pearly_damn

 #NEW BOOKS
          
          "Why are you here?" he demanded, voice a low growl, words trembling on the edge of rage. "In my territory. In my empire. What do you want?"
          
          V.S. took a step forward. One deliberate, measured step. The click of her boots echoed through the marble, sharp and intrusive-like a warning.
          
          "You," she said, voice calm, steady, chillingly intimate. "Mr. Raghuvanshi."
          
          Raghav's blood ran hot. Fury ignited, spreading like wildfire under his skin. He took two quick, sharp steps back-not in fear, but in preparation, predator acknowledging prey.
          
          "Don't you dare come near me," he snapped, voice dropping to deadly calm, his hand drifting toward his gun. "I already have the world's prettiest wife. I don't allow anyone else near me."
          
          She didn't step back. Didn't flinch. Instead, the rage in her eyes softened ever so slightly, revealing a different layer-cold, poised, untouchable.
          
          
          "Maybe," she said quietly, almost casually, almost amused, "I'm prettier than her."
          
          Every word struck him, sharp as a knife. His hand tightened around the gun, knuckles white, calm and lethal fury coiled like a spring in his chest.
          
          "Leave. Now," he warned, voice low, measured, every syllable carrying the weight of lethal intent. "Or I won't think twice before shooting you where you stand."
          
          Her voice softened. Not surrendering. Not frightened. Almost intimate.
          
          "Your wife," she said quietly, her tone eerily calm, "is very lucky."
           
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/406993657?utm_source=android&utm_med

Bindas_girl_04

“I sincerely apologize for promoting my book on your message board without obtaining prior permission. I understand this may have been inappropriate and could have caused inconvenience. It was not my intention to disregard your guidelines or space.”
          Again sorry 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/407392423?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=Bindas_girl_04

Talesofhiddensoul

Calcutta, 1940s.
          A forced marriage.
          A rising rebellion.
          A love story that was never meant to exist.
          
          Edward Benticks-cold, arrogant, the Governor-General's son-is ordered to marry an Indian aristocrat to "secure the Empire."
          He hates the idea.
          He hates her.
          And he hates that he can't say no.
          
          Priyanshika Jadhav-fierce, proud, and born with rebellion in her veins-is pushed into marrying the very man whose people stole her country.
          She refuses to break.
          She refuses to bow.
          And she refuses to be his obedient bride.
          
          Two enemies.
          Two egos.
          One dangerous marriage that sparks a war of its own.
          
          When power clashes with pride...
          When hatred tangles with desire...
          When duty traps them under the same roof...
          
          Who bends first-
          the British officer raised to command,
          or the Indian woman who burns for her freedom?
          
          A thrilling collision of ego, rebellion, and forbidden tension-
          where every glance is a challenge,
          every silence is a battle,
          and every moment pulls them deeper into a storm neither of them can escape.
          
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/390006681?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=Talesofhiddensoul

Talesofhiddensoul

Calcutta, 1940s.
          A forced marriage.
          A rising rebellion.
          A love story that was never meant to exist.
          
          Edward Benticks-cold, arrogant, the Governor-General's son-is ordered to marry an Indian aristocrat to "secure the Empire."
          He hates the idea.
          He hates her.
          And he hates that he can't say no.
          
          Priyanshika Jadhav-fierce, proud, and born with rebellion in her veins-is pushed into marrying the very man whose people stole her country.
          She refuses to break.
          She refuses to bow.
          And she refuses to be his obedient bride.
          
          Two enemies.
          Two egos.
          One dangerous marriage that sparks a war of its own.
          
          When power clashes with pride...
          When hatred tangles with desire...
          When duty traps them under the same roof...
          
          Who bends first-
          the British officer raised to command,
          or the Indian woman who burns for her freedom?
          
          A thrilling collision of ego, rebellion, and forbidden tension-
          where every glance is a challenge,
          every silence is a battle,
          and every moment pulls them deeper into a storm neither of them can escape.
          
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/390006681?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=Talesofhiddensoul