They called me spoiled for wanting more and never settling for anything less. But the question is why should I? When I can have anything I want. When everything is in my reach. When they want me as much as I want them. Why should I stop? And, most importantly, who is there to stop me? No one can stop me from getting them. They're mine. All mine. Join Nina in her journey in this fantasy mafia world where love runs wild and lovers wilder. ** It's a ddlg story. You've been warned. Don't say I didn't tell you later.**

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𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙋𝙊𝙎𝙎𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙊𝘽𝙎𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙃𝙀𝙍.

Aryan Kapoor, the world's most beautiful and talented musician, dies tragically, only to wake up inside a novel he read a week ago. Even more shocking? He's in the body of Aryan Verma, a delicate side character who was supposed to be abandoned by the villain. But things take a sharp turn. Not only is he already entangled with the novel's main villain, Viraj Singh Rathore, but he also discovers he's pregnant-without even remembering how it happened! Viraj, the cold-blooded, power-hungry villain, was supposed to discard Aryan. But why he flips the entire world upside down. The man who was meant to be ruthless and heartless suddenly becomes the most dangerously devoted lover, treating Aryan like a treasure? Aryan: Wasn't he supposed to hate me?! Viraj: Who said that? My love, you and our child are my entire world. As Aryan struggles to survive in this new world and understand Viraj's overwhelming obsession, he slowly realizes-this villain might not be as heartless as the novel claimed. And maybe... just maybe... Viraj has loved him all along.

Alagar,a dangerous and ruthless rowdy meets Andal,the light of his life and decides to change for the better.Will Andal accept Alagar's love wholeheartedly?

"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞" Genre: Dark Romance, Age-gap, Thriller , Slow burn •(Reader×Jungguk) •The book cover and all the pictures are from PINTEREST, so don't come to me! •This book has dark mature content, so read at your own risk 🔞 ●VOTE LIKE SHARE COMMENT● ●FOLLOW FOR MORE UPDATES●

My Husband Is a Psychopath I am Anya Frances Von Hemsworth, born into power, wealth, and a life of freedom I had no intention of surrendering. But my parents had other plans. My marriage was arranged long before I understood what the word promise even meant- and the man waiting at the end of that promise is Nicholaus Henrik Vlatislov, a rising Soviet Army General... and the future President. I was Mischief. Reckless. Chaos. He was Discipline. Silence. Control. We were never meant to mix-until we were forced to. And marriage to him? It was supposed to be political. Practical. Not the beginning of my own personal nightmare. Because Nicholaus Vlatislov is not a normal man. One night, I saw him standing at the end of the hallway- his uniform soaked, his face dripping with blood. He smiled at me... that slow, terrifying, predatory grin. I blinked- And he was gone. Was it real? Or am I slowly losing my mind inside this cold, suffocating mansion? My life after the wedding becomes a prison made of marble and silence. No parties. No alcohol. No friends. No chaos. Just a dangerously calm husband who watches everything... and ignores my reckless acts as if he's waiting for me to break. But the more I try to escape him, the more I realize something horrifying- Nicholaus isn't ignoring me. He's studying me. Because the General of the Soviet Army did not marry for politics. He married for possession. Obsession. And for reasons darker than I'm prepared to understand. And now... my heartbeat doesn't belong to me anymore. It belongs to my husband- the psychopath I was forced to love.

[18+]Jemma and Alessandro are back! She left without giving him a chance to explain himself. He couldn't cope with the fact that he lost Jemma so he gave up living in a world without her. Jemma comes back to find out the damage she caused when she left is beyond something that can be fixed and maybe irreparable and she also hasn't given up on her dream of becoming a lawyer. With a new addition to the family coupled with an overbearing controlling husband... how will she cope? Come along as we continue the story of Alessandro and Jemma as she juggles being a wife, a young mother, being in college and a student at the same time. Fasten you're seatbelts as it's going to be a bumpy and funny ride... Author's Disclaimer This book is written for mature audience. You have to be over 18+ to read this book as it contains explicit sex and mature themes. Read at own risk. All rights reserved.

This story contains how two boys are friends from childhood. They are like shadow to each other if you see one is present somewhere you can guarantee the other one is also will be there. They both don't know how their friendship turned into something else. Something more beautiful and pure. Top - Tae Bottom- kook Indian theme Baby photos Mpreg Femboy fluff Smuts No angst No cheating Happy Ending ~~ All the photos used in the stories are not mine. Credits goes to rightful owners. ~~Its totally based on My imagination. DON'T COPY MY IDEAS

Tara shifted slightly in his lap, her arms still wrapped around Lucien's broad shoulders, cheek pressed against the curve of his neck. The silence of her room was a kind of lullaby, warm and full. "You're such a dirty dog," she mumbled against his skin, voice lazy and teasing. Lucien's body rumbled with a laugh - low and pleased - before he pulled back slightly to look down at her. "You say that like it's a bad thing." She squinted at him playfully. "It is. You sneak into my room, bite me, sniff me like some possessed bloodhound..." He smirked. "Don't forget carry you around like a princess." Tara flicked his chest with her finger. "A princess who's seriously considering buying a leash. Maybe even one with spikes." Lucien's eyes sparked with mischief as he leaned in closer, their noses nearly touching. "Promise?" She rolled her eyes but couldn't stop the grin tugging at her lips. "You are incorrigible." "You're the one who keeps letting me in," he whispered, voice feather-light. "Maybe you like your bad dog after all." ____ "Say it," he commanded. She glared, blood trickling from the bite, her body shaking with defiance. "You want me to call you Alpha?" she spat. "Fine." Gothic. Haunted. Disappearing people. And a mansion that breathes. When Tara Lumin's parents buy a forgotten Gothic mansion in the eerie town of Atmani, she and her three boys-Dorian Vexley, Milo Ashbourne, and Pete Thornefield-move in expecting a fresh start. What they get is something... else. Something is wrong with Atmani. The townspeople act like they've seen ghosts. Some deny ever knowing people who vanished just weeks ago. There are names scratched out of yearbooks, family photos with missing faces, and screams in the woods no one investigates. She leaned forward, eyes blazing. "Alpha of assholes. King of mutts. God of rabid mongrels." His grin widened - like her fight only made her more perfect. "That's my girl," he purred. ---