The story unfolds in the 1950s Madhya Pradesh, revolving around 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐚, an 18-year-old girl, who enters into an arranged marriage with a Thakur, a man ten years her senior. He holds authority over more than a hundred villages. But how did she became his purchased wife. Will love every bloom between them. Peep to know more. 18+ #1 Virgin Male ( 31/01/2025) #1 Character development (10/09/2025) This story contains mature themes and domestic violence. This story is written by following all types of wattpad guidelines. Don't try to report the story because it's already tagged mature and if readers feel uncomfortable then discontinue reading the story.

#Top5 in India (07/09/2025) #Top4 in India (08/09/2025) 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟎'𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐚.. 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ⚠️ 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐒𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 (𝟏𝟖+) Sakshi had just stepped into her nineteenth year. She was not like other girls - instead, she was very timid, shy, and quiet, with a heart as pure as holy water. She grew up in a family of five, where every day she saw her father hurting and torturing her mother without any reason. Watching this pain at home, Sakshi slowly lost all her dreams about marriage and love. To her, marriage was not something beautiful - it was something to fear. One day, without asking for her opinion or even telling anyone else, her father fixed her marriage with a man a few years older than her. Hearing this, Sakshi felt her world fall apart. Fear gripped her heart - what if her future husband turned out just like her father? What if her life became another cage of pain and sadness? Terrified and helpless, Sakshi stands at the edge of a new life she never asked for. What will happen to her now? Will her husband bring her happiness, or will history repeat itself? 𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 ✨✨

"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.

1970s Rajasthan The story of a innocent timid girl who is married to a man who is fourteen years older than her. Belonging to conservative families, will they ever make a perfect match or their relationship will be stucked in the social evils of the society of that time? Peep in to find out! Started - 30/05/2023 Ended - 04/01/2024 Mature content, abusive words & domestic violence

Book 1 of SOLD series Rajni, an eighteen-year-old girl, was sold to Srikant Thakur and Ratnesh Thakur, the landowners of the village, who were also known as the cruelest and most dangerous men across numerous villages. Warning🔞: This story is set back to 1950, and contains mature and abusive scenes. Copyright ©️ Anushka 2024-2025. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be copied, reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means-electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise-without the prior written permission of the author. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locations is purely coincidental. Unauthorized translation, adaptation, or republication of this content is strictly prohibited and may result in legal action.

AARAV & DIVYA:- Endless Love ★He cupped my cheeks and asked "what's my name Jaan?" .. "Aarav... " I said with a lot of courage. "Then say it while moaning..I want to hear my name from your mouth while making love and devouring your beauty". I felt shy by his words and lowered my lashes. His hands travelled to my shoulders and he removed my pallu and now he could see my cleavage.. ••••••••••••••••• She has unshakeable trust and faith in shiv ji. Originally she belongs from "Mahadev ki Nagari" BANARAS. She respects her religion and rituals a lot and is a big devotee of shiv ji. •••••••••••••••• He is from "Nawaabo ke shehar" LUCKNOW. He is not very fond of rituals and all.... but despite all this he respects them as his mother is a big devotee of Mahadev and maa Gauri. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Divya's POV I said touching my hairline "Hame nahi pata Shiv ji ki hamne sahi kiya ya galat...bas itna jaante hai ki aap hamare liye koi bhi galat nirnaye nahi lenge, hame aap par pura bharosa hai ... agar aapne unhe(Aarav) hamari nasib me likha hai to ham unhe apna pati swikaratey hai..." ----------------------------------------------------------------- Aarav's POV . . "How dared that fu*cking khanna to mess up with me? I think that bastard is unaware of my powers. Don't worry I will be there by tomorrow but till then take care of that fu*ker's man very well " I said while smirking and ended the call. ----------------------------------------------------------------- *He hid his face in the Crook of my neck and took deep breaths. I felt him pecking my neck slowly. My heart started beating fast. My whole body was numb just by his mere touch. He then started giving me wet kisses. I felt weak on my legs.* Hey guys! This is my first story book, and I request you all to give it a try. #3 in Asian (18/

(Ranking #1 in spiritual) Being orphaned in teenage, Noor is tied down in a sacred bond to her cousin Arman Mustafa Malik, a Mafia Leader. Arman finds his wife alluring but leaves his house just to keep his sanity intact, because at the end of the day she was still a little girl. Coming back after two years, he promises her hell, and returns back again to the states for his business. But this time when he comes back, he makes sure she knows her place, that is right under him, on his bed. --- Noor Haider Malik loathes Arman Mustafa Malik from the core of her heart for making her life a living hell, but on the other hand, Arman love's her in his own sadistic way. It was indeed only his love that was forever neverending. _________________________ | DARK ROMANCE | [MATURE CONTENT] Started: 2/09/2019 Completed: 3/06/2020 Word count: 100,000+ FULL STORY AVAILABLE ON DREAME

"Zayan, you don't believe that is true, right? You know I am not that type of girl. That- It's not me in that video, Zayan, you believe me, right?" She asked, desperate as she held onto his warm hands, looking deep into his brown cold eyes. "How can I not, Maham? It's your face, your voice, you- your body" He spoke before closing his eyes painfully and saying quietly so only she heard Tears gathered in her eyes as she realized that the man she believed to be intelligent was fooled as well. He didn't believe her. Her husband, her companion, the father of her child didn't believe her. "Your time is over here. Get out." Shahnaz said, walking towards them and snatching Maham's hand away from Zayan's. ━━━━━━━ Peace. All Maham could ask for in her prayers was peace. 𝑆𝑢𝑘𝑜𝑜𝑛. She begged, prayed, and cried for peace in her eyes. She felt as if she would die if she suffered more of her relative's abuse. She finally got her well-deserved peace. But at what cost?

" You know very well why I married you?" He asked rudely. She replied controlling her tears," Yes, for your children." Then, he said calmly," If I find any kind of carelessness from your side regarding my children then trust me you will see the worst side of me." She remained silent when he shouted," Words, woman!!" " Yes, I won't give you any chance of complaining," She shuttered and a satisfied smile formed on his lips. Then, he declared stabbing her already wounded heart," I can never give you the place which my wife holds in my heart. You are just a substitute of her." Maryam, A 25-year-old woman just wanted nothing but a happy family with her long time lover. But, do we get what we want always? Copyright ©️ 2022 by Artemisia. Don't steal my work. Plagiarism is strictly prohibited.