Ava Sinclair is desperate. Her father's rare illness is bankrupting her, and time is running out. In a last-ditch move, she joins Velvet Circle-an elite underground agency where powerful men pay fortunes for one night of total control. Xavier Blackwood doesn't do love. He's a billionaire who treats women like transactions: hot, hard, gone by morning. No strings. No repeats. Until Ava steps into his world. One contract. Fifty thousand dollars every time he calls. No feelings. No questions. Just her body on demand. But obsession creeps in fast. His hands can't get enough of her curves. Her moans start sounding like surrender. And the money can't drown out the truth they're both avoiding: What happens when "just sex" becomes something neither can walk away from? A raw, steamy, addictive billionaire romance packed with dominance, possession, and heat that burns everything down.

◍•༻• A Vermillion Mistake ◍•༻• ◍ One moment changed their lives forever ◍ Riddhant Raizada grew up in the United States, far from the traditions of the country his family belongs to. Returning to India to take over his family's legacy, he never expected a simple temple visit to change his life. During a sacred ritual, a misunderstanding leads a priest to hand him vermillion and ask him to place it in the hair partition of the girl standing beside him. He does it without hesitation. Moments later, shocked whispers fill the temple. Because the girl beside him is not his wife, she is a 12th-grade student who only came to pray for success in her exams. But according to the village's traditions, the moment he applied the vermillion... They were already married. ✧ Tropes ✧ •Romance •Accidental Marriage •Billionaire Romance •Slow Burn •Age gap Romance •Strangers to Lovers •Opposites Attract •Love After Marriage •She fell first, He fell harder •Emotional Romance

꧁𒆜༺|••••••••••••••••••|༻𒆜꧂ ꧁𒆜༺|••••••••••••••••••|༻𒆜꧂ Vaani Desai never imagined her life could be traded like a debt. At twenty-one, with her uncle's collapsing business threatening everything she loves, she is forced into a marriage with Kairav Raghuwat, a ruthless, untouchable billionaire who wants control, not love. Inside their marriage, she is a stranger. Outside, she is the perfect wife: admired, polished, untouchable... a figure of obedience. Bound by silence, every glance, every command, every unspoken word reminds her that in Kairav's world, power is absolute and submission is survival. Yet beneath the cold restraint, a dangerous, forbidden tension begins to rise. A slow, relentless pull neither of them can ignore. Can Vaani endure a life dictated by fear and possession? Can a heart that was never asked to consent survive the man who never intended to love her? This is not a story of instant passion or fairy-tale endings. It is a story of survival, dominance, and the slow-burn desire that grows quietly, fiercely, in the shadows of fear, control, and obligation. Tropes: Forced marriage | Billionaire CEO | Enemies to lovers | Dark romance | Slow burn | Power and control | 18+ © 2026

A broken man who stopped believing in love... A soft girl who never stopped believing in people... Vidyut Rana-cold, distant, and untouchable. Once powerful, now bound to a wheelchair after an accident that took away more than just his ability to walk. It took his trust, his love... his everything. Samyukta-simple, sweet, and full of warmth. The only daughter of a man who works under the Rana family. She never thought her life would cross his again... not like this. He hates sympathy. She understands silence. He pushes people away. She doesn't leave. Two completely different worlds... One unexpected connection... Will she be able to heal what life broke? Or will his darkness pull her in too? A story of pain, silence, slow healing... and a love that wasn't meant to happen-but still did.

#Top10 in India (9/7/2026) #Top7 in India (27/7/2026) #Top5 in India (9/2/2026)-(4/7/2026) #Top4 in India (11/2/2026)-(10/5/2026) #Top3 in India (11/5/2026) ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ His large, calloused hand wrapped gently around my throat-not to hurt, but to own. The cold silver of my waist chain pressed into my bare stomach as he pinned me flush against the heavy mahogany of his study desk. "You think you can hide from me, Little Bird?" His voice was a lethal, gravelly whisper against my ear, sending a violent shiver of wet heat straight to my core. "You think you can wear things that beg to be ripped off, and I won't collect what belongs to me?" I gasped as his rough fingers hooked under the delicate lace of my panties, snapping the thin fabric effortlessly. "Aarav, please-" "Please what?" He bit down on the sensitive skin of my neck, swallowing my desperate whimper. His thick thigh forced my knees apart, leaving me completely, helplessly exposed to his burning, pitch-black gaze. "Tell me exactly what you want. Use your words, Priyanshi." My nails dug into his broad shoulders, my entire body trembling with a heavy, throbbing ache that only he could cure. I looked into the eyes of the devil I married, finally surrendering to his darkness. "Please," I sobbed, my hips arching eagerly into his touch. "Please, Aarav. Take it." A wicked, triumphant smirk touched his lips. "Good girl. Now, scream for me." · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · Priyanshi Verma prayed to Krishna for a fairytale love story. Instead, she was sold to the Devil in a bespoke suit. Aarav Rathore. Billionaire. Mafia king. A man who doesn't know how to love, only how to own. He married her to control her. She married him to save her family. He wants to break her innocence. She wants to escape his cage. But in the darkness of their bedroom, where hate turns into heat and resistance turns into moans, the lines blur. A story of a forced marriage, dark obsession, and a lust so violent it might ju

Life is cruel, but sometimes strangely kind. Failure can break you-but what if it also reshapes you? What if the pieces you thought were lost are only waiting for someone else's broken pieces to complete them? This is not a story of perfect love. This is the story of Dhruv Rajput and Ishita Ranawat - two souls scarred by betrayal and pain, who once believed love and marriage were nothing but cages. Dhruv Rajput: a brilliant criminal lawyer, self-made, ambitious, fearless. Yet behind his perfection lies a quiet tragedy - betrayal that shattered his faith in love. His only anchor is his eight-month-old son, Akay. Love? For Dhruv, it's just a mask for the ugliest truths. Ishita Ranawat: strong yet delicate, soft yet unbending. Born into a family that saw daughters as burdens, forced into a toxic marriage, she watched her dreams and identity fade. When she gave life to her daughter, Vamika, she was cast aside. For Ishita, love is a cruel illusion. Two broken people. Two innocent children. Can Akay and Vamika become the reason their parents find light again? Can they heal wounds too deep and make their parents believe in second chances? When destiny forces Dhruv and Ishita into an arranged marriage neither wants, their hearts resist, their scars protest. But love has a way of seeping through even the hardest walls. Will Dhruv learn that not every woman betrays? Will Ishita discover that not every marriage is a cage? His Arranged Wife is a story of strength, trust rebuilt, and wounds healed - where two broken halves may finally find their whole.

𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 1 𝙤𝙛 "𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙁𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨" 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨! 𝗜𝗻 𝗮 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗼𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺, 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺𝘀𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻 𝘂𝗻𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗷𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘆-𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳-𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆, 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗽𝗶𝘁𝘆, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗰 𝗼𝗳 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲. 𝗦𝗵𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘆𝗮 𝗩𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮 has always been the girl who blends into the background. A shy, soft-spoken 19-year-old from a modest family, she has spent her life believing that love-grand, passionate, all-consuming love-is meant for someone else. Not her. On the other hand, 𝗔𝘃𝘆𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗿𝗮 is a man who stands out in every room. A charming, confident 24-year-old pilot born into privilege, he's spent his life soaring through the skies, seeking excitement in every adventure. But beneath the easy smiles and playful flirtations, he's searching for something real, something that anchors him. When a single swipe on a dating app throws them into each other's orbit, neither expects the connection to be anything more than a fleeting spark. Yet, as their late-night conversations turn into something deeper, as stolen glances grow into unspoken confessions, they begin to unravel each other's hearts in ways they never saw coming. But love isn't just about butterflies-it's about weathering the storm. As doubts and differences arise, will Shivanya see her own worth, and can Avyansh prove his feelings are real?

•[COMPLETED]• Book-1 of Costello series. Valentina is a free spirited bubbly girl who can sometimes be very annoyingly kind and sometimes just.. annoying. She has lived in Texas as long as she can remember with her mother with no knowledge of her rest of her family. Suddenly her life takes a huge turn. Loved ones are lost and sudden revelations are made. She is not very good at dealing with changes. Well let's just say she is in for a huge surprise when she finds out about her father and the fact that she has six brothers. Yeah that's gonna be fun :) . . Yup this is another older brother/ mafia family story. Enjoy! Best rankings: #1 in siblings #1 in Big brothers #1 in American mafia #1 in Costello #1 in cousin #1 in lost Princess #2 in mafia brothers #2 in lost daughter #3 in badass #3 in family secrets #4 in older brother #5 in sarcasm #4 in sister #4 in reunited

Valeska is exhausted by life. Drowning in bills, dead-end jobs, and the weight of loneliness, she's desperate for change. When she lands a live-in housekeeper position at one of the city's most luxurious estates, it feels like the chance she's been waiting for-a clean slate and a quiet place to breathe again. Luca is refined, sinfully intelligent, and dangerously charming. Every word that leaves his lips is measured, every glance deliberate. Temptation in a tailored suit with a handsome smile. Enzo is dark, unpredictable, and impossible to ignore. His presence hums with danger, his stare burns like a threat and he's already decided Valeska belongs to him... and he's daring anyone to say otherwise. Valeska tries to keep her distance, but their world pulls her in filled with tension and temptation she's never known before. Their attention is overwhelming, their power intoxicating. The brothers take what they want. The brothers own what they desire. And what they desire is her. *** ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains strong language, mature themes, and explicit scenes intended for readers 18+. Reader discretion is advised.

Mythili Kapoor, in her eyes,is a nobody. Her parents were always in want of a son and were granted that wish post twelve years of her birth and since then her brother Rajveer has been the apple of her parents eyes. Oh yes, she is remembered when they have to make public appearances and play the perfect family but other than that, no one cares if she sometimes cry herself to sleep or just sits by the window of her room for hours with a book, unnoticed or if she misses her meals and honestly, she has stopped minding anything now. She has stopped feeling anything. In her twenty one years of existence, people have rarely bothered about her but she wants one thing for herself, to be independent and thankfully, her parents don't mind her going to college. Shivaay Singh Rathore is a man of a few, but straight words. Multi-Billionaire at twenty-eight, life hadn't spared him the kindness to have a childhood everyone deserves. He is honest and his past is something no one truly can speak about and carries a roguish charm to his demigod looks. Unwanted and uncared for are two different feelings but at the end of the tunnel, both find their base in loneliness. These two will too. Well, destiny and its mysterious ways.