[LATE UPDATES ] 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭. ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ He extended his hands and it reached down my throat, choking me tightly. Tears gathered inside my eyes and somehow I managed to say "V-veer mujhe d-dard ho raha h-hai" Instantly he tightened his hold and replied in a low terrifying tone, "Toh nahi jana chahiye tha na kisi dusre ladke ke pass meri jaan. Ab dard toh hoga tumhe" He totally sounds like a psychopath right now, his possessiveness will kill me someday. ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ "One or two?" He asked and I stared at him in confusion. "Fingers babygirl." He's rubbing my pussy, extending his middle finger toward my folds and dragging it back to my clit. I can feel the wetness down there. I'm not able to answer, everything is unheard. "Answer or you'll feel my dick inside you within a second" He commanded. "O-one" I slowly responded. Instantly, I closed my eyes tightly when he inserted two of his middle fingers with his ring on it. Oh, this is a pleasure.

Book 8 of the Mangoverse • A Marriage in Trouble Romance • His dream was to see his business roar and touch new heights. Her dream was to have a perfect family she missed out on as a child. When he married her for his gain, she had hope that one day she would win him over. That hope dimmed every day until it vanished. If six years of marriage didn't change anything, she didn't think anything else would. So she crushed her hopes with her own hands. She never complained, never fought. But it's different now. Her wounds are deep and she would not let them bleed anymore. Leaving him seems like a good option. But it is never that easy. He never knew of the pain she hid behind her supportive smiles, and now that he does, he is willing to ask for forgiveness. Or beg for it. Whatever works. He never had any intention of letting her go. Even before he married her, she was his, and he is determined to prove it now more than ever. ------

She is a simple middle-class girl while He is the CEO of a huge Business Firm. She has lived a simple life while He has lived a rather lavish life. ~~~~~~~ Two strangers are tied together by the bond of marriage. They didn't even meet each other before the day of their marriage. ~~~~~~~ How will these strangers live together for the rest of their lives? Will this married couple learn to love each other? Read to find out ~~~~~~~ Best Rankings: #1 in SHAADI (30/04/2022) #1 in INDIANCULTURE (02/06/2022) #1 in NORTHINDIA (19/07/2022) #1 in INDIANCULTURE (04/06/2023) #1 in INDIANCOUPLE (04/06/2023) #2 in INDIANWEDDING (08/06/2022) #2 in INDIANBRIDE (05/10/2022) #2 in INDIANARRANGEDMARIAGE (04/06/2023) #2 in PROTECTIVEHUSBAND (21/03/2024) #8 in INDIANAUTHOR (04/06/2023) #9 in STRANGERS (04/06/2023) #10 in MARIAGE (05/10/2022) #15 in INDIA (04/06/2023) #16 in DESI (04/06/2023) #17 in INDIANMARRIAGE (04/06/2023) #21 in ARRANGEDMARIAGE (04/06/2023)

All of a sudden the door just opened and he barged inside the room and marched towards her furiously. He shouted her name in anger but she didn't reply and continued packing her things. His eyes filled with rage ,no one ever dared to ignore him like that,without thinking a bit he clutched her hand tightly and snatched whatever was in her hands and threw that in the corner of the room and looked at her with rage filled eyes and shouted, "Are you dumb ??? I said look at me paarthvi" (clutched her hands tightly she gt startled) "Didn't I tell you that you can't leave this house.How the hell you think you can get rid of me since you willingly accepted this marriage ?" (Grasping her waist tightly he pushed her towards him and tilted her jaw to make her look at his cold blooded angry eyes) "Look at me otherwise you won't like the consequences, Mrs Paarthvi Ranvijaay Singh Shekhawat" (She looked at him with teary eyes) "I will say this just once , you will live or die with me in this house.you are bound to be with me for the rest of your life.I married you and I won't let you go anywhere even if I die I will take you with me in the grave ... Put this simple thing in your small brain." Ranvijay Singh Shekhawat-A 34 year old,cold hearted handsome guy who just care about his fmly for others he is a heartless man.He is as cold as ice and as hot as 🔥 fire.He is quite possessive about his things and doesn't believe in marriages and love. Paarthvi Singh Chauhan-She is a 25 year old kind hearted and generous girl.She is a perfectionist who loves nature and finds happiness in small things.She believes in love and giving respect to everyone and demands the same.She is really attached towards her tradition and culture. Love_Qiana🖤 ♥️13Nov22 Highest ranking 13dec.22-: #3 in #hatelove 23dec.22-: #1in #proud 26dec.22-: #1 in #agegap 26dec.22-: #2 in #wedding 27dec.22-:#1 in #husband 18feb.23-:#1 in#indianwedding

My Husband, My Monster. Mistakes? I've done enough in my life. But the biggest mistake was to fall for The Monster. Jaiveer Singh Rathore. I thought it to be the beautiful mistake, not realizing it would turn out to be ugly. I've sacrificed everything, destroyed my own self just to stay close to him. I tried to find a peace in him, not knowing I will be the one to left torn and hollow from inside. Jaiveer Singh Rathore is my custom-made hell and as much I want to get away from him, I found myself taking a solace in him. I've tried to stop myself, to stop the toxicity in me, but I can't. What happens when two toxic beings collide? They sucked the life out of each other until there is nothing inside. I am self-destructive when I chosed Jaiveer Singh Rathore for myself. Did enough destruction to get him all for myself. My Veer. My Monster. But is it enough? Will I ever be enough for him? ________________ I am ruined. Destroyed in such a way that there is nothing left to be fixed. But I don't pity myself. I've made myself what I am. Because I am self-destructive and so as Shravani Datta. She knew and still chose to chose me. A Marriage Pact. And her hopeful eyes that she will change me for good, not knowing she is stepping into a hell, and she will get as destroyed as me. She is unaware that my darkness will overpower her light. Shravani Datta is my custom-made heaven, the only human who have seen the real me. And I hate her for it. I hate her for understanding me and my tendencies. She shouldn't have chose me, she shouldn't have put herself in this situation, but she did. And now there is no looking back. She is stuck now. My Ravenous heart can't wait to ravished her.

Meenakshi. Her life turned upside down with one accident, she lost her future along with her father in the accident? She was thrown into a hell called "marriage" at a tender age of ten. She became an unpaid maid for her so called family and was stuck in a loveless marriage with an ignorant husband. Will she continue to suffer? Or Will something change in her life?

My name is Mina Amin. Pakistani. Aged 23. Artist. Foodie. Cat freak. About to marry my best friend. Yep, the usual. I am the girl you wish you could be. Life for me is pretty much perfect; Until it no longer is. ........... This story is about the pain of unrequited love. This story will make you think about stuff you'd rather not think about. This story is about friendship, love, and forgiveness... But it is also about Infidelity, hurt, and Godlessness. Read & Enjoy! (The author loves to read comments) WARNING: Might cause females to fall in love with the characters. Might also cause them to have delusional, bloated expectations from males. Don't proceed with caution, because deep inside you're a masochist. Cheers. DISCLAIMER: This book has Muslim characters, but it is not an accurate representation of "Islam". It is not meant to preach, or depict perfect Muslims.

My hands wrapped around her thin waist . She fit me perfectly . I can feel the goosebumps arrive at her skin . She is nervous just the way i like it . I slowly whispered in her ears "Darling focus we need to actually talk..." . "When a boy meets a girl love won't bloom....they marry each other for their family's happiness will they ever come to love each other? Will destiny bring them together as one ? But what if the boy is arrogant and the girl is as soft as a feather will it work out between them " ~~~ - - *pls do note this story contains mature themes and strong languages* . . #1 - intense (25.2.22) #1 - sentimental (8.3.22) #1 - india (26.3.22) #1- arrangedlove (12.4.22)

Book one of the Hussain-Zaidi Saga ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ Despite growing up with a deep affection for him and hoping for a happy future, she failed to realize that love must be reciprocated to create a forever together. Having been raised in a wealthy and privileged family, she was accustomed to having every material comfort. However, by the time she understood that no amount of money could win her love, it was too late. Who should be held accountable for her heartbreak - him, herself, or perhaps destiny? Join her on a journey of love, passion, heartbreak, and separation, and witness how she navigates through life's obstacles. ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ COMPLETED

Ulfat ; محبت "Where do you think you are going?" I asked while looking at her whose eyes were wide open "Woh....Mai.." she was saying as I pulled her more closer to me and she gasped I put my face near her neck and inhale her vanilla scent she put her hand on my chest and tried to push me "C..chorain ...mujhe" she said while pushing me and I came back to my Sense what I was doing?? I took her hands and put them behind her back and said "Meri baat kaan khol ka sun lo Tum is Ghar ki Bahu ho skti ho magr Meri biwi nahi SAMGHI!?" I said the last part a little loudly she flinched and nodded her head I put my hand on her cheek and drew circle on her cheek with my thumb "Words" I said "G....g" ------------------------------------------ I sighed and sunggled my head in her neck inhale her scent to calm my self down "I am sorry" I pulled back wipe her tears with my thumb "Mujhe maaf kar do hayat" I said and joined our foreheads "Tum Mera ishq ho or Mai khud bhi is ishq ki intaha nahi Janta Warisha sahzaib Malik" Join the journey of our couples Awalmir, Zurfasha sahzaib and warisha how they find solace peace in their hate