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"𝐝𝐢𝐥 𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐞 𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐡𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚 .. 𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐪𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐫 𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐚 .." A peace treaty that will change the fate of two kingdoms. But will it be for good or bad? A deception that will turn the life of a kind but alone soul's life upside down. She who just wanna live a happy life even if it's for one day. The one who had nothing to do with royalties. How will a treaty put her at stake? He is The youngest but most deadly ruler for his enemies. Maharaja Digvijay Pratap Singh , king of Vijayratha Empireof 17th century. The most unprejudiced ruler ever existed in 100 years of his empire. A man who is only 27 but his hold on whole northern parts of India is unshaken and is heading to south to conquer. A young 21 years old simple girl who's been living her life alone since the day she was born. Her life had been a uncanny puzzle for her. Not knowing whom she belongs to or who her mother is? A slave to a infuriating ill mannered princess who treats her like dust of her shoe. Reason? Even though they'd do that to all slaves but to her especially because princess feels being a slave and having nothing Yashika is a beautiful girl with her long dark Lucious hair, deep dark green eyes like forest, most curvy and attractive body a man could ever wish for and glossy skin in brown. Her eyes held mysterious magic of captivating that you couldn't resist and kindness that was as pure as lotus bloomed even in mud. WRITING UNDER WATTPAD CREATORS PROGRAM 📌

Princess Aeris Daphne Smith has three problems: 1. She's sixteen, sarcastic, and utterly uninterested in becoming a pawn in her kingdom's political marriage game. 2. She's cursed to die young, thanks to some ancient family secret no one wants to talk about. 3. Oh-and there's a hot new court scholar who's definitely a demon sent to steal her soul. Zephaniah has harvested thousands of souls without hesitation. Cold, calculating, and disguised as a charming nobleman, he's sent to Eldoria for one simple task: make Aeris emotionally vulnerable, then rip her soul out like a well-cooked roast. Easy. Until she starts making jokes at his expense. Until he starts laughing. Until he realizes he's in more danger than she is. Falling in love was never part of the deal. As court intrigue tightens, assassins close in, and celestial forces close the noose around Aeris's fate, the two must decide: defy prophecy and burn the world down for each other-or play their roles and lose everything. Sharp-witted, darkly romantic, and deliciously twisted, The Devil's Crown is a story of love, curses, and the worst possible timing.

Dua Shah the innocent girl with a devastated life. Never loved by anyone from her family. She lost her mother in early age. She lives with her father and her stepsister ayesha. Who can't stand dua. An incident occurred which took away ayesha's mother recently for which she blames dua. A enforced marriage led her into armaan's life. Armaan rizvi, the young handsome and rich guy. Every girl's dream man. But unlike other guy's who take it for granted armaan is known for his calm nature. He appears in dua's life. Breaks her shell and helps her stand for herself. And finally falls for her even though he loved somebody else. ~~~~~~ "So where is that girl who said never in this life I am gonna marry a person like you." Armaan said putting his hands in his pockets. "Just consider yourself lucky. Armaan rizvi." Said dua with her challenging eyes. Hearing his name from dua was sounding somewhat different to him. "Lucky me. You should be considering yourself lucky that I agreed on this. And why don't you simply say that you can't deny this thing." Armaan said pointing at himself. A laugh left dua and she shook her head at him. Armaan liked her laugh and a smile appeared on his face seeing dua laugh. "What ever makes you sleep at night." She said. ~~~~~~ This book has its own loop holes. The character are muslim but do not necessarily preach islamic practices. I basically am stuck with the phenomenon of romance. Made for each other is a perfect book for someone who is looking for a happy ending romance novel. It also has a hit of mystery, jealously, thrill, family issues and lies. Hope the audience is 15+... Go ahead and read it. You won't regret. Save some reviews too. They are must. And votes too. Do vote please... ~~~~~~ Also available on hinovel for free. Started writing on: 28th March 2020. Completed writing on: 27th May 2020. All copyright reserved.

Lady Isabella Victoria Parr isn't looking for a husband, but His Majesty is looking for a wife. When news arrives that King Edward's first wife has died her father receives a letter from the palace. Isabella is to go to the palace for the competition. One woman will become the next queen of Asura, and the beloved wife of one of the most powerful men on the continent. But something more sinister is always happening beneath the surface. - Highest Rankings: #1 in historicalfiction #1 in action-romance #1 in kingsandqueens #1 in ladies #1 in kings #1 in queens #1 in monarchy #1 in periodpiece #1 in castle #1 in kingdoms #2 in arrangedmarriage #2 in crown #2 in historicalromance #2 lord #3 in competition #3 in lovestory #3 in royal #3 in royalty #6 in actionromance Spotify Playlist (The link can also be found in the conversations tab on my profile): https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7wH7qKhVTJ0LJ7riptHooF?si=2qAuEw1AQUCNruSvinm21w&utm_source=copy-link&dl_branch=1 [slowly editing and adding in some things while I work on other projects. There will be a rewrite in the coming years (maybe.)] THIS BOOK HAS ONLY BEEN PUBLISHED ON WATTPAD! IF YOU SEE IT SOMEWHERE ELSE IT IS NOT PUBLISHED BY ME. PLEASE REPORT AND PLEASE LET ME KNOW.

#book 1 of the cursed blood 📖scars she never showed 📖 A story from the dark pages of Akira nyrae "Her Name on My Tongue Burns Like Prayer." I have seen people kneel. I've heard gods beg for mercy. But the only sound that ever made me tremble was her whisper - soft, shaking, mine. She thinks I ruined her. Maybe I did. Maybe I tore her light apart just to see how it would look bleeding into my darkness. And yet, she still reaches for me - like heaven was never enough. When her lips touched mine, the flames went quiet. Even hell listened. Because the Devil doesn't fall in love, baby... he descends deeper, dragging love down with him. She calls herself a curse. But what she doesn't know is - I'd set every kingdom on fire just to see her glow in the ashes. Let the world name it sin. Let them call me unholy. She's still the only prayer I ever learned to whisper right. And if heaven ever dares to take her back - I'll burn it, smiling. "I am not your salvation. I am the damn fucking altar that burns for you. Come bleed on me, love- and I'll make the angels watch."

"She was running - barefoot, bleeding, bruised... and broken. Until she crashed into him - a man carved from silence and steel." Shree Bansal, a 21-year-old widow, was pushed into a nightmare at 17. A dead husband. A haunted past. A body that hides bruises beneath white sleeves and a heart that forgot how to feel. Running from a life where even death seemed kinder, she collides-literally-into a man she never expected... Sparsh Singh Randhawa - 26, billionaire CEO of Randhawa Corp., Calm, collected, and dangerously protective. He doesn't do attachments. Doesn't believe in love. But something in her shattered innocence calls to every corner of his guarded soul. They're from two different worlds. She's drowning in trauma. He's battling shadows of his own. She's scared to be touched. He doesn't know how to be soft. And yet... Amidst gunshots, betrayals, and secrets buried in politics and power- A bond forms. Slow. Burnt. Beautiful. But when her past returns with blood on its hands... Will his silence protect her? Or destroy them both? A story of trauma, healing, found family, and love that blooms not in light, but in darkness. Because sometimes... the most broken hearts create the strongest love. 2nd book of Sequel...💐 Book of Sparsh and Shree Will start after the first book is complete.

High in a castle, where the walls never remember warmth, there is a room not spoken of. It sits behind velvet drapes and locked doors, tucked between the west tower and the chapel that hasn't known prayer in decades. No one goes there now. Not the maids. Not the priests. Not even the king. But once, there was a secret kept there. She was born with quiet in her bones, a child spun from porcelain and bloodline. Promised before her first breath, bartered before she could speak. They raised her in silence, trained her in fear. She learned early that disobedience was louder than screams. That beauty meant stillness. That girls who wanted anything burned. She was a perfect pupil. The governess fed her manners with a silver spoon. The priest taught her to fold her hands, never her spine. The tutor, he taught her to fear her own voice. They called her Little Dove. Not because she was sweet, but because she was caged. Wings clipped before she ever flew. She was taught to listen, never ask. To smile, never speak. To suffer, and never let it show. But secrets rot in silence. And even a dove, locked long enough in the dark, learns to bite. They never noticed when she stopped blinking. Never felt the moment the stillness turned inward sharp, feral, waiting. By the time they betrothed her to a man three times her age, it was already too late. She had begun to remember her name. And one day soon, the castle would remember her too, not as the girl they silenced, but as the woman who made the walls bleed for ever daring to forget her.

Dominant. A person of aggression, disrespect is never in their tolerance. Prideful, strong, and fearless... none would come across them. Alexandrielle is known to be one of them, yet, she's different somehow. She's a female...a rare beauty and specimen. All males would kill just to have her. But that's the thing, only the strongest can be tied with the strongest. And the strongest of the male dominants...is no other than Zach Harrison himself who had done such unforgivable sins to her. Will she grow to forgive each and everyone of those who have betrayed her in the past? Or will she turn into what her grandfather fears the most? * He made a grave mistake, running between them, I crashed him in the wall. Throat between a vice grip of raging queen, he gasped for air. "No one, I repeat NO ONE! Has the right to hurt my mother. You have hurted her enough, you have pushed us apart, you have destroyed your FAMILY! And I've been so disgusted to even know that your blood is actually surging through my veins. But you made a mistake...a GRAVE MISTAKE. Because I'm sure as hell, I became the monster you always have your nightmares on. Wasn't that right, grandpa?" I asked in a sickly sweet voice and his face contort in horror. Even in my young years, I know he have nightmares about me becoming a monster, someone who is half-dead and only knows of destruction. That's what submissives and even dominants fear. A dominant that destroys, and I'm sure as hell...that grandpa is watching his very own worst fears come true before his eyes. Warning⚠, if you guys are interested in this, please find the first book which is in my profile. You'll be totally lost if you don't read the first one.

[Pride Awards 2023, hosted by official lgbtq , Romance Category Winner and 5th Place Grandwinner] The foster son of a former cupbearer marries the cursed king of Persia, becoming not only the first consort to survive after the wedding, but also a threat to many conspirators. **** Shahryar had lost his first wife to a man no equal to him just after the wedding. Following their execution, each wife he marries dies some way or the other- falling down the stairs, suicide or even poisoning. Shahryar and his ministers are lost as to why it's happening, and eventually the king is called cursed. People are dissatisfied with the king and a rebellion threatens to bloom secretly. Soon there is a dearth of suitable women to marry Shahryar. But the sun cannot be complete without the moon. So comes forward Shahrazad.