Riya, a young and beautiful woman, finds herself trapped in a web of sexual taboos and forbidden desires within her own family. After her arranged marriage, she moves in with her husband and his parents, only to discover that her father-in-law has an insatiable lust for her. Trapped in a house of lust and depravity, Riya's only respite comes from her devar ji, her brother-in-law. Things take a turn for the worse when her mother-in-law begins to make advances towards her as well. As the family's lust for her grows, Riya finds herself drowning in a sea of sexual taboos. Each member of her new family seems to want a piece of her, their desires consuming them all. With no escape in sight, Riya must navigate the dangerous waters of incest and forbidden love, all while trying to maintain the facade of a happy, normal family. But as the lines between right and wrong blur, she begins to wonder if there's any hope for redemption in a world where everyone she loves wants to fuck her.

She came to attend her cousin's wedding but in a twist of events, she became the bride. Now trapped with a grumpy zamindar and his unpredictable family, will she fall in love or convince him to leave her? ◖Age Gap ◖Desi Erotica ◖Soft Romance ◖Slow Burn Romance ◖Forced Marriage

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Tere Ishq Ka Rang ❤️ Jab Ishq chada hai to janoon Bana hai ✨🖤

This is a story of four brothers. The brothers who are ready to sacrifice their lives for each other in childhood but what will happen when they grow up and find their partners. Will their partners also understand their love for each other or Will they try to create conflict between them? It is a multicouple story. The story will involve brotherhood, bromance and romance at the same time.

She's so sacred that a murderer like me don't even deserve her. But this is what fate wanted from me ,from her . A bond where I'll be her Sinner and she'll be my Saint . I'll cross every inch of the border if that makes her safe, her eyes smiling. I can k¡ll for her , I can die for her . I'm fking obsessed with her . A man who lost his emotions after his lover betrayed him. X A girl who carries her childhood trauma as her second skin .

This story is about Divya, a 25-year-old married Indian woman, as she takes driving lessons in bustling Delhi. What begins as a practical pursuit quickly transforms into a thrilling series of intimate encounters with her driving instructors. Discover Divya's newfound empowerment, as she navigates not just the roads, but also unforeseen desires and a bold sense of control. WARNING: Mature content. This story is rated 'Mature' and is intended for adult readers.

This story dwells in 80s and 90s. It about Shravani finding solace and peace the stereo society. Her silent pain and endurance to make a significant place in life of her family and his husband. Let's join her journey to know her struggle and happiness.

In Karachi's corporate jungle, Yaram Shah, CEO of Shah Enterprise, needs a wife-fast-to prove to the old-school board of Shah Enterprises that he's not a reckless player but a settled family man. His advisor's wild idea feels like a joke until Minahil Raheem, a sharp-tongued accountant, overhears his dilemma in the office break room and playfully offers to be his bride. Suddenly, a nikaah doesn't seem so absurd to Yaram. Minahil wishes she'd kept quiet. Her teasing quip about applying for Yaram's "wife position" lands her in hot water when he counters with a deal: a two-year nikaah for 5 million to clear her debt. She knows she should walk away, but Yaram's commanding charm makes "no" impossible. What starts as a contract in Karachi's glittering cityscape sparks an ishq neither can deny. From Contract to Ishq is a tale of love that turns a calculated deal into forever.

"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.