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ATTENTION LOVES ! Major changes made from chapters 31-39 and chapters 45-47Check them out ! Shivanya's life took it's first turn towards adventure when she saw Rudraksh Rana at her father's Rajya Sabha. Though she had no idea who he really was, his aura allured her towards the darkness he seemed to hold within himself. She was enthralled the moment her eyes landed on him and for days she tried to rid herself of his haunting yet beautiful thoughts.Little did she know that there was a moment awaiting her. A moment where his russet brown eyes would become a big part of her life. Little did she know that she would find home in that darkness he held within himself.This is the story of Shivanya Katyayani Kedar, A Queen who was Mahadev's devotee. A Queen who became Rudraksh Rani.India was divided into Aryavarta, The North and Deccan, The South. The country was still bounded by the shackles of colonialism and conquerors. Shivanya is the daughter and heir to the King of Werewolves of Aryavarta. King Kedar led Neelkanth Pack based in Southern Kashmir. Shivanya is a fierce fighter, a warrior, a woman with immeasurable beauty and commendable strength.... How will she overcome the dark dangers, the rule of Sultans, Audacity of Gritaans and immense hate for her soulmate ?How will she face the shadows slithering in the dark woods ?How will she become one with the one she so recklessly loved ?A magic potion - Ingredient list.1. Romance.2. Historical fiction.3. Werewolf, Fantasy.Except for India, everything is fictional. I do not own the cover. It's a movie poster I liked.Badges - #3 in Desi.…

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I got a wolf on my back, chasing me through the woods.The forested nights held secrets that whispered through the winds, and I had unknowingly become a part of them. With each passing second, I felt a magnetic pull as the knowledge of unseen eyes bore into my very soul. He was watching, sating whatever twisted appetite he had.I wrapped the gajra, the fragrant string of jasmines, around my wrist. Then I placed the rose behind my ear, gritting my teeth when the thorns pierced skin. That's what the bastard wanted from me. A little pain, a little bloody fear. Besides, you couldn't expect decency to clip thorns from a stalker that's probably a psychotic serial killer who got off on the taste of chaos. I sighed as I opened the crumpled note, eyeing his neat yet rough scrawl for the millionth time. 'Sensual silhouettes, painful pleasures. I know you chase after them, Little Gazelle.'The web of mystery that had been woven around me was drawing tighter, a convergence of fates that would soon intertwine in ways I could never have fathomed. The predator-and-prey game had begun, and I was being hunted in the shadows.…