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Strobing lights in hues of electric blue, crimson red, and deep violet sliced through the smoky darkness like lasers, painting the crowd in waves of shifting color.
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When the most ruthless king, after conquering nearly the entire kingdom, captures a princess bound to him by blood — a fragile soul against a man of stone — what unfolds next is a tale written in fire and fate. Set in the year 1356, this story unravels a world of power, betrayal, and forbidden emotions
She had not married him for love. Nor had it been a marriage born of tradition, arrangement, or even choice. When Navya Sharma, a naïve young woman of barely twenty-two, stood before the world as the wife of Advait Rathore, she stepped into a bond that was nothing less than a transaction. For him, it was profit-a move calculated, cold, and beneficial to his empire. For her, it was destiny's cruelest twist. Advait Rathore-twenty-eight years old, sharp-minded, ruthless, and carrying the weight of maturity and sin in equal measure-was no ordinary man. He was a king of shadows, a ruler of the underworld. And Navya? She was a lamb led into a lion's den, handed to him under the guise of a marriage that was never meant to bloom. All she had ever wished for was a husband she could call hers-a man who belonged to her alone. But destiny, merciless as ever, bound her to a man whose heart had already been claimed. His first wife was still alive. And worse-he loved her. For Navya, the truth was more bitter than betrayal. She was not a beloved wife; she was a replacement. A second choice. Perhaps even nothing more than a vessel-brought into his life to give him heirs, to strengthen his lineage, to serve a purpose. Yet beneath her quiet demeanor stirred a storm. Perhaps she was destined to be nothing more than a surrogate for his children... or perhaps fate had far greater designs. Because sometimes, in a world of power, blood, and betrayal, the one who enters quietly, unnoticed, can end up stealing the most precious thing a man possesses-his very soul.
She ends up stuck with her brother’s best friend—a grown man—while she’s still the baby of the family
She was twenty-practically a whisper of innocence-yet her pulse belonged to a man nearly twice her years. His love radiated around her with a fierce, unrelenting heat, but behind every glance was a vault of prohibition: he was her step-uncle. In the silence between them lay a truth neither could deny, yet every whisper of longing felt stained by consequences they could never outrun.
Bound by an unexpected marriage to a man eight years her senior, who was once destined to be her brother-in-law, fate has woven their lives together. The gentle, timid girl finds herself entangled with the ruthless CEO of Acharya Industrialisation Pvt Ltd-a man driven by ambition, with little regard for love and relationships, and hailing from a complex and traditional royal family. Will fate pave the way for their connection, or will they remain trapped in a sterile, loveless union? Can a man known for his dominant demeanor ever yield to a soft-hearted girl, completely unaware of the harsh realities that life holds?
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