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Bride of Sultan ~ The Bleeding Rose

That 'yes' could mean my death, torture, hate, disrespect, rape or anything more heartless and brutal. But, keeping my head high I said 'I am ready!" He was the king of Arab, living miles away and had an evil plan against my Empire proposed for the marriage in front of Royal court with me but little did he know was nothing I had on my mind. I agreed for the wedding and his face fell. I could clearly see the anger and hate he had for me as he expected a straight denial. But, I couldn't deny. I had to accept it for the sake of my empire and my family didn't know anything about the conspiracy. I didn't know what he had for me but I somehow made myself ready for everything he had to give and never let him succeed in whatever he was thinking. But, my world turned upside down when I reached his Empire. I couldn't believe he had such plans. This is the Journey of Princess Gulaab as she accepted the proposal of a Twisted Sultan about whom she knows nothing. All she knew was he was planning a vast conspiracy against her Empire and she was the only one who could ruin his plan to ashes. She didn't think twice of herself, she didn't think twice about how she would be treated far away from her Empire. All she cared was only well for her Empire and she could literally do anything for her Brother and her Empire. Mature Content!!! The book contains mentions of suicidal attempts and depression. Which might be triggering for some readers. ©Copyright2021

Ruhani ~ The Language of Love

Sitting on the bed, I was waiting for my husband to arrive. It was our wedding Night. I rolled my toes as the visuals of him slowly touching my cheeks, making love to me was blurring my vision again and again. I was trying to compress my frequent blush that were turning my cheeks warm like candles. My lips unknowingly turning into the slight smile. Suddenly, the door pushed open and I shivered slightly. I could hear the slow and faded footsteps of him coming closer. I couldn't see him as my eyes were low and even covered with the veil. I felt him sitting on the bed, a little away from me. He was Sultan Aashiq Ibrahim Khan, my husband, and my childhood love. Ever since, I started knowing this world. I had imagined him my husband. And now, we were married through an arranged marriage. "What's your name? Begum," His voice was dark and deep. But it made my smile vanished all of sudden. My heart started beating insanely. I terrified honestly. "Tell me," he asked again. My eyes turned teary as I realised that he had no clue about my muteness. Yes, I couldn't speak. I had lost my voice forever in accident. But, the much I remember my father sent him a letter revealing it. "What happened? Are you okay?" He asked with concern, pulling my veil up. The tears left my eyes and I shivered. I sucked on my lips as my throat turned dry. Even my cries didn't have any voice. I moved my fingers to signal him that I was mute, a voiceless princess. But, his eyebrows turned in a thinned line and a immense shock was clear on his face. "Your fa... Family lied to me?" He stood up from the bed in anger. * The life was difficult for ladies back in 17th century but it was worse for specially abled. This is the love story of Ruhani, a princess who can't speak but has a lot to say. Ever since, she lost her voice, she learnt to nod for everything and when she married to her childhood crush. Her life turned a complete turn. Mature content!!! It also have triggering scenes!!!

Ishwaran ~ The Hidden Princess

Ishwaran, the 19-year-old princess, is entangled between an arranged marriage proposal from a handsome, childhood-friendly prince and the secret stranger she had been writing letters back and forth to for years. Known for her dark skin, calm demeanour, and soft femininity, she keeps a side hidden from everyone. Under the mask of a perfect princess, she is an erotica writer who mistakenly flirts with a stranger through letters. And her world turned upside down when she agrees for the wedding, and her heart still beat for the stranger man. The story follows through her desires and the facade she puts on for society. Would she ever be able to tell her husband her true desires, the way she wants to be loved, especially a man who is spiritual and introverted when it came to her? And what would happen when the stranger whom she had been writing dirty letters to would come back into her life?

Forbidden Ties

As my fingers firmly stroked his hard erection, a deep groan escaped his lips "Arrrghhhh," "I am begging you, Rose. Let me take you," his deep and hoarse voice quivered, and I shook my head slowly. "What did you do to earn it despite betraying me?" I reminded him of his sins. "Do not forget that our marriage contract still has a few months to end," he reminded me of my terrible mistake. "I need a divorce," my fingers moved faster along his shaft, and the precum appeared on its top, glistening down his little hole. "That is out of the syllabus. No matter what you do to hurt me, I am not leaving you. I know I have made a mistake, arrgghhhh," I started stroking even faster, and his eyes shut close. I did not want to hear any more of it. "B-but, you are my wife, and I love you, and I am going to fight for you even if you are the oppoo-opponent," he groaned louder. I gulped, hearing him. He was not ready to give up on him, and my belly would begin swelling in a few days. And in no condition could I let him know that I was pregnant with his child. He was close, so close to oblivion, but my motive was not to please him but rather destroy him until he set me free. "Arrgh, Oh My Godddd!" he groaned, his muscles tensing, and I pulled my hand back. "No, fuckkk, Rose, I am gonna kill you," he widened his eyes and immediately grabbed my neck, shifting me down under him. "I am gonna fuck you," he whispered on my chest, tearing the dress off me, and I immediately pushed him away. "I am not your sex toy anymore," I reminded him, "It was consensual before you betrayed me," He inhaled deeply and sat down on his knees, his fingers quivering. I knew his weakness. He was hypersexual. This was beyond his control. "But, I am your bed toy, ain't I?" he muttered in a weak voice. *** Dominic Martinez was everything a woman could desire. A billionaire, young, tall, handsome and someone who can fuck until you pass out. And all he wanted after meeting Rosaline Anderson was her. They were tied in a contract marriage for six months in which it was clearly stated that he could fuck her, and she was contended about it. But not after knowing that he betrayed her. He was the one Rosaline's life ruined in the first place. One month into the marriage, everything falls apart. Rosaline desires a divorce and freedom. And Dominic desires her with love for the rest of his life. And, what could go even more wrong? Rosaline gets pregnant with his baby. In no world could Dominic learn that she was pregnant, and in no world could Rosaline accept Dominic again. A fight for love, a redemption of revenge, a desire for a second chance. Their life hangs between this amid the intense attraction, lust and need to be fucked by each other, hard and rough. What would be the consequences of force when Dominic pushes Rosaline past her limits, when Rosaline tests Dominic beyond his patience, when the truth unfolds, and who gives up? Mature Content! Copyright @2024

Rudraja ~ The Beginning

He was the fire, and I wanted to drink him whole—every bit, every ounce—and put him into his place, only to make him realise who was in control. But, little did I know, that the hatred I was brewing so wild inside me would put me on my knees, and make me beg for the things I had never even imagined in my dreams. The fire that lightened, I didn’t know when, would bring us to the destruction that would turn our lives upside down. I am a princess, 20 years old, fierce, bold, and aspire to be someone like my father and my younger uncle. As much as I love getting dressed, I love riding horses, and hunting the wild animals. Behind me, there is a gang of siblings and cousins I could die for. But, expectations choke my neck every moment I spend in my house. They say I should be a better role model for my younger siblings and cousins. But what does my heart want? What if I also want to run free? What if I also want to make mistakes, roam in the markets, and do what other girls, or boys, could do? What if I didn’t want a prince who could bring me moon and stars? What if my eyes had been on a soldier full of fire and ferocity, and someone I could never get, even in the seven lives? No. I didn’t have anything for him. He was the bane of my happiness, my freedom, as my father had appointed him to be my prime caretaker, and he tells my father every move I take. I hated him. I would always hate him. Until…

Haider's Ghazal ~ The Amir's Crushed Rose

After running away for my love, and later being disowned by my family, I had no option but to take shelter in our enemy's home. The person who cost me both my love and family, presented me with a marriage proposal that seemed like a way of freedom, status and a method of punishment for him. But little did I know that agreeing to marry the Amir of Darmiyan Sultanate would take me to a crossroads when my morality, integrity, and sanity would be tested. My heart will hang between my love for my love and my attraction to my husband. And amid this, a step taken incautiously will put everything that was built with years of patience, control, and emotions at stake. The sweat, blood, anger and emotions would flow when the questions about love, loyalty, and longing are asked. And, sadly, I would stand between my husband, Amir Haider Sulaiman, and his knife at my neck. "If you loved me, what made you do that?" he asked, his eyes red and teary. With my integrity shaken, loyalty lost, words short, I just couldn't answer anything and waited for his judgment. Mature Content!! Copyright@2025

Bride of Sultan ~ The Forgotten Rose

THE BOOK WILL BE PAID FROM 15 APRIL!!! This was my first time. I patiently waited for the man Dua Begum told me would be my first to bed with. After starting to bleed two years ago, my stepmother left me at a pleasure house when my father abandoned us. Since then, I've accepted the pleasure house as my new home. He walked in a black Kurta with subtle green eyes and a deep voice. The moment he asked my name and age and then proposed to me for the wedding, I fell in love. There was no denying it. I was just fifteen, and he was nineteen. But, ever since the night of our wedding, he has not come back to take me with him to his home. He left me alone, stranded, burning for him. I did not know who he was. What did he do? All I knew was that he was the soul of my World. My Jaan-e-Jahan. Seven years later, he came back as a storm in my life. As Sultan Rehman Sulaiman. The son of the man who took everything from my family, even before my birth. The reason I ended up in the Pleasure House in the first place. But my love for my husband, the Sultan, is bigger than the mountains, deeper than the oceans, and wider than the skies, even though he is himself a Mountain, impossible to move, an ocean, scaring people to stay away, and a wide sky, impossible to reach. Discipline is everything for him. He is full of love and respect for his family but equally heartless and dangerous toward those who cross him. And, in all of this, I entered his life as a burning flame, a tiny candle's flame, dancing for his attention, crying for his affection, and dying for his love. Until he killed my only loved one. My love died. And, his never bloomed. I was once a bud, unbloomed Rose, who opened my deep red petals for him, and he turned them black, leaving me forgotten inside the dying pages. Was I always forgotten for him? Did he never consider me anything more than a mere responsibility? Will I always be remembered as Bride of Sultan ~ The Forgotten Rose? Mature Content!!! @Copyright 2025

Trishalini ~ The Jewel of Mahableshagarh (Early Access)

Everything changed the day the King ordered me to seduce his son and bring him back to the Kingdom. He was my best friend. As per the order of things, a Yuvraj cannot befriend a Commoner girl. But we were. He was anything but nice and helpful to me, and in return, I betrayed him. The betrayal ran deep, costing him the trust of the last of his friends. I saw him becoming cruel. The man who struggled to kill a deer in the Gurukul sliced throats and smiled right in front of me. His anger was scary, and the scariest part was the redemption of what I did to him. "You shall marry me," his words were clear, emotionless. "I am getting married. My fiancé is waiting outside for me, Abhinan," I tried to say, but he clenched his jaw. "My father asked you to do something for me, and in return, I shall do something for him, too. He is on his deathbed, and his last wish is to see his grandchild. Since you are closer to him, you must do this," he almost ordered, and I took a step back, shaking my head. "Are you out of your mind? I am an adopted daughter of your Guruji. Nobody knows my family, my bloodline, my caste or my community. The throne will never accept me; your father will be tormented," I said, and he stepped closer. "Well, that's why you are perfect for it. I shall make sure that even after seeing his grandchild, he will never rest in peace," he exclaimed and took me from there. *** The story is set in the 17th Century. When only the Princesses were meant to sit beside the King on the Throne, Trisha transformed herself to become Trishalini, the most loved Queen in history. There was no bed of roses in the early days, but she ensured the people in her kingdom slept on them. Amidst the guilt, anger and redemptions bloomed a forbidden, dark love story of King Abhinandan and Trishalini, aka Trisha. Magicallovely Histrom Universe (MHU) Book #7 Copyright @ 2024 Mature Content!

Valkyre ~ The Last She Wolf

She was the last female wolf alive, the last hope of the pack's survival—a featus for the offspring and, sadly, only one for the thousands. For years, she was hidden behind humanity and the gigantic walls of the Demigods' Kingdoms—the sapiens with the Godly powers. But, as soon as she turned sixteen, she started to feel changes in her body. The changes no one could explain to her. Her parents, in a hurry to marry her off, sent her away, oceans away, to keep her safe. But, through her scent, the Eclipsia Essence was the sweetest fruit to the male wolves – something that they never tasted, smelled delicious and actually powerful. A war had been waged amongst the packs to win her. Everyone wanted her, even if for only once. Every wolf, even the strongest Alphas of the Seven Kingdoms, desired her. She was Valkyre, the gifted, the Goddess' child, but she could not escape men. They tormented her in every possible way, but she was the only one who could change their future and their destinies, and no one knew how, why and when. A sixteen-year-old, confused Princess, unaware of her powers, is thrown among the hungry male wolves each day with a new challenge, and still, the most powerful Luna of the Seven Kingdoms—Valkyre—rises. The story contains highly mature content. Only Sixteen and above are advised. Update Schedule - Free Chapter Every Saturday at 7 PM on Stck and Wattpad

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Bride of Sultan ~ The Bleeding Rose

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Ishwaran ~ The Hidden Princess

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Forbidden Ties

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Rudraja ~ The Beginning

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Haider's Ghazal ~ The Amir's Crushed Rose

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Mohe Rang Do Laal

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Forbidden Vows

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Bride of Sultan ~ The Forgotten Rose

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Sumanika ~ The Prince's Widowed Bride

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Trishalini ~ The Jewel of Mahableshagarh (Early Access)

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