All it took was one moment for everything to change. One moment and three dangerous men who emanated equal parts pleasure and pain. Following her father's disappearance, Madelyn Adams takes her travels to New York in pursuit of an unlikely yet desperately needed lead. However, when she soon finds herself witness to murder, everything becomes so much more complex. A "gunshot to the head" was what she relayed to responding officers, yet after a suspiciously brief investigation, results concluded not a single trace of evidence to support the committing of any crime, let alone one as messy as the casualty Madelyn described. No blood, no fingerprints. It was almost as though it never happened. Almost. If it weren't for the lingering memory of that low voice in her ear or the caress of his gloved hands on her body, she would've thought she'd hallucinated. Taken together, that should have been the most complicated part, but it wasn't. Instead, it was the three dangerous men who covered it up and caught interest in her in the process. ____ "I don't know how long it's going to take you to realize this sweetheart, but you belong to us." He says, yanking my head back so that his intense eyes meet mine. "You're ours to fuck, ours to love, and ours to claim in any way we want, isn't that right Madelyn?" "Mmm, yes Sir." "Well it seems to me like you need a reminder." He growls into my ear, before flipping my body to face him. "Now be a good girl and spread your legs. I want to taste what a needy little mess my words have made you." ____ Theirs to Claim is a full length, reverse harem novel with material that may be difficult for some readers. This book ends on a cliffhanger and is recommended for 18+.

Rated 18+ 🔞 It all started with a baby he rescued saved and raised and was later stolen from him. But years later, bound by a promise forged in the past, Maurice Mayer now stands at a crossroads, faced with marrying the very girl he once regarded as a daughter. He saved her once... but who will save him from her now? What happens when the girl you raised becomes the woman you can't resist? From guardian to groom... some promises rewrite the heart. When love blurs the lines of fate, how do you say no to destiny? A promise kept. A love forbidden. A bond neither can escape. ...𝘽𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙈𝙚 ...

Tara was innocence wrapped in dangerous temptation. She had voluptuous curves, doe-like eyes, and a heart too pure for the filth of his thoughts. She was his sister-in-law's younger sister, a line he should never cross but Samarth didn't believe in lines. From the first time he saw her, something inside him snapped. It wasn't love...it was hunger. A hunger that grew into obsession and obsession into possession. He watched her. Studied her. Imagined her in every sinful way he could ruin her innocence until she'd only ever belong to him. Tara had no idea the devil was already in her life, and no idea that the man she thought was family was plotting to claim her in the most wicked ways. Samarth didn't care if it was wrong. Didn't care if she resisted. Because once he touched her, there would be no escape. She was his sweetest sin... and he would take her. Again. And again. And again.

𝑴𝒖𝒋𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒒 𝒚𝒆 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒃 𝒌𝒐𝒊 𝒃𝒉𝒊 𝒏𝒂 𝒓𝒐𝒌 𝒔𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒚𝒂, 𝑶 𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒚𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒊𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒚𝒂.... _________________________________________ ♕A Royal Desi Rom-com .✦ ݁˖ ______________________________ 𝐀𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐫 𝐏𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐩 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐮𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 - 29 years old, stubborn, bossy and feared crown prince and the future king of Aryagarh, with a sharp mind and legacy of best businesses in the world. A Billionaire with a epitome of power. Didn't wanted to get married but god has it's other plans. 𝐀𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐧 - 26 years old, whimsical, chaotic, smart and self obsessed Business women, who feels men are just traps and there is nothing called love. Now she only wants her business to be one of the best successful businesses in the world. What happens if their paths merge and worlds collide? Dive into the story, know them and fall in love all over again! . . . . . . . . .

One dining table. One daughter. And zero answers. Three years ago, he walked out of her life, leaving her in the brutal silence of an empty apartment, acting as though she and their child had never existed at all. Raha didn't let the heartbreak destroy her. She refused to become helpless. Instead, she poured all her pain, her anger, and her survival into her writing, releasing a novel that completely took the world by storm. Now, her book is a worldwide bestseller, and she has just been given the opportunity of a lifetime: an offer to adapt her novel into a massive Bollywood movie. Leaving her quiet floor behind, Raha packs her bags and heads straight into the glittering, ruthless world of Mumbai to oversee the casting. She expects a battle with producers, scripts, and directors. She doesn't expect to walk into the room and come face-to-face with her past. Standing in the heart of Mumbai is the man who left her with nothing-Shrayansh Oberoi. Raha is forced into a dangerous game of professional proximity with a master deceiver, a Dhookebaaz who holds the keys to every unanswered question she has ever buried.

"Tumhari is nafrat par sirf mera haq hai aur sirf tumhe haq hai mujhe tabaah karne ka." Everything was going exactly as planned. Riddhima Yaduvanshi was mere steps away from marrying the man her father had chosen for her. It was supposed to be the beginning of a safe, predictable life. Until the first gunshot shattered the sacred vows. In a matter of minutes, her wedding turned into a slaughterhouse of terror. He arrived like a silent, beautiful god of destruction lounging on the bonnet of his Thar, watching her world burn with cold, indifferent eyes. He didn't just crash her wedding; he seized it. He took her family hostage, painted the altar crimson with the blood of his own men, and brought her to her knees without pulling a single trigger. To save her father's life, Riddhima had to make a deal with the devil himself. With trembling hands and a bleeding heart, she stood in that ruined mandap and let a ruthless, nameless stranger tie the mangalsutra around her neck. He claims this is all a game of pure, unadulterated badla. He claims he ruined her life simply because she dared to put one of his men behind bars. He tells her she is nothing but his "khubsoorat saza." But Riddhima can feel it. Behind his wicked smirks and dangerous growls, there is something far more sinister hiding in the shadows. A man of his stature doesn't destroy an entire lineage just for a petty street criminal. There is a method to his madness, a dark history written in his pitch-black eyes, and a terrifying secret behind why he chose her out of the entire world to bear his name. She vows to give him nothing but raw, unfiltered hatred. He smiles and whispers that her hatred belongs to him anyway. Bound by blood and trapped in his golden cage, Riddhima is determined to unmask the monster she now calls her husband. But in a game where he holds all the cards and knows all her weaknesses... will she find the truth, or will she lose herself to the dangerous darkness of Mr. Shekhawat?

"You thought the wolves outside were dangerous, Sakshi? They are nothing compared to what lives in this house." Saakshi ran into the dark to escape a predator and tripped straight into the arms of the devil himself. She didn't know who Mahir Qureshi was when she let him shield her. She didn't know whose bed she was in when she made the biggest mistake of her life. Terrified of the gunshots and the haze of that penthouse night, she fled before sunrise, praying to never cross his path again. Three months later, she thinks she has rebuilt her life at a new company. Until the glass doors slide open and the Chairman of Qureshi Enterprises walks into her department. He doesn't recognize her pale, shaking form. To his stone-cold eyes, her trembling energy is just incompetence-and Mahir Qureshi tolerates no weakness. He cuts her salary, watches her patterns, and pushes her to the brink, completely unaware that her declining performance is due to the seventeen weeks she has spent quietly carrying his child. He takes her in purely to secure what is his, leaving her to endure a cold mansion and a judgmental family. Saakshi is perfectly safe from the man who chased her in the rain... but who is going to save her from the father of her child? 🖤 MAFIA WORKPLACE ROMANCE | SECRET PREGNANCY | FORCED PROXIMITY 🖤 A story about survival, emotional trauma, and a slow burn that will make your heart ache.

💍 She was the pawn. He was the king. But pawns can burn the board. 🖤 An unwanted girl. A cold heir. A marriage born of power, not love. 🔥 He ruled with dominance. She lived in shadows. But when their worlds collided, nothing would remain the same. 🌹 She feared him. He controlled her. But between fear and fire... love had no rule

After years of pining for the man she let go, Hailey is reeling as he crashes back into her life. She'd be a fool to let herself get burned again - but who doesn't like a little fire? ♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥ Thank you so much for your interest in my story! If you enjoy what you read here, please consider checking out the previous novel, "In His Bed" or my other projects, "The Fling" and "His Hidden Desire"! Also, I will be writing this so that it can be read as a stand-alone, but it is a sequel to my book "In His Bed" - if you would like to get a fuller picture of the backstory between these characters, you might want to give that a read!