The entire state fears Chief Minister Veer Pratap Dahiya-a cold, rough Haryanvi leader with a short temper, a violent reputation, and zero patience for unnecessary people. Then enters Aarohi Sharma, a clumsy final-year CA student from Rishikesh who somehow crashes into his life... literally. Terrified of the CM, she unknowingly befriends his family, who hide their identity to keep her around. What starts as chaos, secrets, family bonding, and endless misunderstandings slowly changes everything. Because Veer falls first. And once a Haryanvi Jaat loves... Running away is no longer an option. ♥️ . . . . . . Credits: Chatgpt

Eshaani × Viraj A person who makes people bow to him. Aggression is his passion and anger is in his blood. Ruthless and destructive force named VIRAJ THAKUR; enough to make people shiver and soul leave their body...but there is someone Joined hand, knees against the ground. A girl who is begging for her life. "Tumne mujse mera sab chin liya, abh mere pass bass mera naam bacha hai. Use mat chino pleasee! Main tumse haath jodkar keh rhi hun" (You have snatched everything away from me, all I have left is my name. Please don't snatch it from me, I beg you.) And within a second she was pressed against his chest with an imposing force, looking at her feet she realised SHE MESSED UP. With his index finger he raised her chin high enough to make her fearful eyes meet his raging eyes that had a hint of guilt but he brushed it away... "Princess, don't ever beg infront of anyone. Until and unless you are laying under me-with heavy breaths, sweaty body, and every inch of your fragile body being worshipped by me as you are crying and begging for more but I won't stop until I consume your whole self" he said with low and erotic voice which was hard to resist. She was shocked, feeling disgust in his arms, she struggle to free herself from his grip but it was just getting stronger. He was tightening his grip against her with every passing second. He was so close to her, her breath was getting mixed with his whiskey breath and his eyes travelling from her eyes to lips and to neck and stopped at the mole on her neck which was turning him on. Unknowingly his free hand travelled to her face caressing her cheekbone and slowly travelled to her neck making her feel electricity in her whole body... and soon stopped at her mole "Can I ?" Eshaani had every happiness one could hope for but she was still unhappy. But her plain life turned upside down when she caught the eye of Viraj. Will they make their way to the end or his obsession ends her in a dead trap?

force marriage, domination, and slow-burn tension is your type... CM × Teacher is waiting for you. "you bastard leave me I hate you.... I hate breathing same air as you." she said. struggling in his grip. That broke something in him. But Devraj laughed darkly, the sound vibrating through her. In one swift motion, he crushed his mouth to hers, the kiss raw and punishing, his lips bruising hers with brutal intensity. Saanvi's world narrowed to the assault on her senses the scrape of his stubble against her skin, the iron band of his arm around her waist pinning her in place. She struggled fiercely, her body bucking against him, fists hammering his shoulders as she tried to wrench free. 'Stop... mmmnn, leave me!' she mumbled against his invading lips, but he only tightened his hold, fingers tangling in the loose strands of her hair to tilt her head back, forcing her to take the invasion. His tongue plunged deep, The kiss stretched on, She kicked at his shins, her heels scraping the gritty concrete floor, but he absorbed it all, pressing his hips forward to trap her legs. 'Please... mmmnn, no!' she whimpered between the brutal presses of his mouth, pain blooming as his teeth caught her lower lip, biting down hard enough to draw blood, the coppery tang mixing with his relentless suction. Saanvi punched his arms harder, her blows landing with desperate thuds against his biceps, but her energy flagged, breaths coming in short, gasps against his mouth. Devraj's free hand roamed up her side, squeezing her hip through the clothes, holding her immobile as he devoured her. Rage ignited in her she reared back to slap him, her palm slicing through the air. But Devraj caught her hand effortlessly, twisting it behind her back with a sharp yank that made her cry out. he smeared it across her skin like a mark of ownership. 'You belong to me now,' he whispered, ____ Continue in chapter ✨

Ayan's marriage to Mansi has been slowly unraveling, burdened by years of possessiveness and unfulfilled desires. When Mansi leaves after a heated argument, Ayan is left to reflect on the cracks in their relationship. In the midst of his emotional turmoil, Riya-Mansi's charming and alluring friend-re-enters his life, offering comfort and companionship. What begins as innocent support quickly transforms into a whirlwind of suppressed feelings, passion, and longing. Torn between his failing marriage and the undeniable connection with Riya, Ayan must navigate the delicate balance of love, loyalty, and his own happiness. As secrets are unveiled and emotions run high, the three lives entwined in this emotional storm will never be the same. Will Ayan confront the truth about his feelings? Can Riya and Ayan's bond survive the weight of guilt and societal expectations? And will Mansi fight for her marriage or walk away from the man she loves? Prepare for a gripping tale of love, heartbreak, and choices that will leave you questioning where the heart truly belongs. 🔥 Don't miss this emotionally charged story that delves into the complexities of relationships, passion, and redemption. Click Buy Now to uncover the secrets of the heart and immerse yourself in a tale that will linger in your mind long after the final page!

"Jaan. Sanjay has gone for a business trip abroad. And he won't be back anytime soon. So, you will do whatever I say jaan. Am I clear jaan? " (R) Means it contains mature content Unedited ©2024 Wattpad 1k reads : 15.10.2024 -SASK Xoxo

In the cursed land of Vithalapura, a vengeful magician, fueled by a desire for retribution, ensnares the villagers in his degrading web of manipulation. As he preys on their darkest fears and most twisted desires, the villagers become his submissive toys, willingly surrendering their dignity. They are drawn into a world of filthy pleasures, where humiliation reigns supreme. With every act of debasement, they discover just how far they are willing to go, losing themselves in the depths of depravity, becoming mere objects of lust and desire in the magician's wicked game. Their souls ravaged and their identities stripped away, they embrace their roles as desperate whores, yearning to reclaim the dignity they once had.

This is a story of a 21 year old girl Smriti, who lost her parents in a tragic accident and is sold to a brothel by her relatives. In the brothel she catches the eye of village mukhiya, 30 years old Raghuvendra Thakur, becoming his obsession. This story contains heavy smut, so do not read if you're uncomfortable.

Book 1 of 'Royal Elite' series. A dark romance book!!! 🔞🔞 mature, smut, erotic, adult-content "Take it in your mouth" he asked me to take his cock in my mouth and like a good wife I took it and started sucking. "aaahh....ummm.... aise hi aaaahhh. acha lag raha. Do it just like my good little wife." he moaned and it motivated me and i increased the speed and he soon came in my mouth. 'Now swallowed it all"he patted my head. "ji rana ji" i swallowed it all. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It contains a lot of smut😏 Book Tropes Age gap Erotic Adult content Mature Shot Smut ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

THIS IS A HINDI SMUTT STORY THOSE WHO ARE NOT COMFORTABLE PLEASE STAY AWAY FROM THIS HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT 18+ ABUSIVE LANGUAGE FORCED MARRIGES

You know what's in there *major smut* ENJOY If you are looking for logic this is not for you I don't own any pictures and plz kids stay away if not comfortable DO NOT READ IT HIGHLY 18+