Everyone who works within the New York Warriors organization knows that star player August Fletcher refuses to talk to most people...and especially team reporters. All except Quinn Castle, that is. Quinn doesn't know why the broody football player has singled her out, but she knows she doesn't like it-not when being around him and his hot gazes makes her feel like she might accidentally do something that risks her career. So when August unexpectedly retires, Quinn can't help but feel relieved...until she finds herself with a new assignment: spend the summer in August's hometown on Evergreen Isle and write a flashy retirement piece on the Warrior's biggest star. It would be easy enough...if it weren't for the team's secret agenda: convince August to return to New York. It would be easy enough...if it weren't her job on the line if she doesn't see it through. It would be easy enough...if it weren't for the heat in August Fletcher's eyes.

COMPLETED/AVAILABLE ON STCK #The guards series: book 1 Karikalan was born with nothing but a name and a fire in his soul. Betrayed by fate, hardened by loss, he clawed his way up from the dirt to become the right hand of Dhananjay Raghav Thevar. Feared. Respected. Untouchable. His past was buried beneath blood and loyalty... until she came along. Mayuri. The boss's ignored daughter. Off-limits in every possible way. At nineteen, Mayuri was a whirlwind of defiance and curiosity, untouched by the darkness Karikalan had long embraced. When she was assigned a bodyguard, she got him... a man who met her fire with ice, who challenged her at every turn, who never once saw her as anything more than a nuisance. She fell first. Hard. But Karikalan? He refused to fall at all. Their relationship was a war... tempestuous, reckless, forbidden. She was a line he couldn't cross, and he was a battle she refused to lose. Yet, in a world where power dictated love and loyalty came at a price, some lines weren't just dangerous. They were deadly.

To the criminal underworld, 32-year-old DIG Devarish Veeramuthu is the "Lion of Chennai"-a towering, ruthless, and hyper-moral police officer. But inside the walls of Anbu Illam (The House of Love), he is just "Deva Mama," the ultimate shield for his innocent, 23-year-old niece, Dr. Mithra. She is the pampered darling of the family, easily frightened by the world, yet possessing an absolute, demanding trust in him. one night of chemical-induced madness shatters the lives of Devarish, the feared "Lion" DIG, and Mithra, the family's brilliant "Healer." To save Devarish from his own overwhelming guilt and political enemies, Mithra makes the ultimate sacrifice: Mithra must use her newborn strength to heal the man who broke her, forcing the guilt-ridden protector to finally see her not as a victim, but as his anchor and his flame.

In the heart of Mumbai,**Viraj**, the ruthless 'King of the Underworld', rules from a palace of ice. Betrayed in childhood, he trusts no one and believes love is a lie meant to break men. **Tanvi**, the cherished princess of a business empire, lives in a palace of light, wrapped in pure, overprotective love. She believes love can heal anything. **Tanvi:** "Please, just let me go." **Viraj:** (Voice a low, dangerous whisper) "Go? You are the only light in a lifetime of darkness. Do you think I will ever stumble back into the shadows and let you go? I would burn this entire city to the ground first. You live in my world now. Breathe my air." **Tanvi:** "You hate everyone. Why not me?" **Viraj:** (Gently tracing her cheek, a chilling gesture) "I don't hate you, *meri jaan*. I hate everything that isn't you. The world exists only to bring you to me. Now that you're here, the rest of it is just... noise for me." (Then He Smiles Sadly And) **Viraj:** You can hate me. I can live with your hate. It's hurts. It burns, but I can feel it. You can scream at me, push me away every single day. You can even say you don't love me... I will fight it. I will fight until my last breath to make you see. **(He turns slowly. His eyes are not empty now. They are filled with terrifying, vulnerable pain.)** **Viraj:** Do anything. Anything at all. But... never leave me. And never, *never* betray me for another man. **(His voice cracks, just a little.)** **Viraj:** If you do that... you won't just be leaving. You will be taking everything with you. The last flicker. The last little belief that anything in this life... can be real.The love i feel for you can be real. If you betray me too, then I will know for sure. The world is only darkness. And I am meant to be alone in it. Please...MY JAAN.. you don't be the one to show me that. **A story of violent obsession, fierce protection, and a love that is either salvation or destruction.**

This is chapter two of the MANIAC series. - While Beverly Frazier tried her best to recover from the previous traumatizing situations at St: Nicolai Psychiatric Hospital, her friends and colleagues started worrying about her even more. Her mentality was unstable after everything she had been through, and there was no one she could talk to about it. While her old habits became present, she nearly drowned in her depression of loneliness. The only thing she was longing for was to feel like herself again, and she refused the fact that the only thing that could help her with that, was to experience the addictive adrenaline rush from the lunatic inmate inside cellar number 401 again. - Mature content ✔️ - Top ranks: #1 IN PSYCHOPATH #1 IN PSYCHIATRIST

I loved her first. She married him anyway. Ten years later, she showed up at my door, broken, betrayed, begging for help to leave the husband who threw her away. She thinks I'm being kind. Helping an old friend. She doesn't know I've been waiting. She never knew how I loved her. Never knew I watched her wedding from the back of the church. Never knew she was the reason I buried my heart so deep even I forgot where. Now she's back. Vulnerable. Trusting. Asking the one man who never stopped wanting her to help her walk away from someone else. This time? I'm not letting her go.

Hello everyone, Welcome to the new sequel of Captive of Obsession. This story is entirely focused on Devraj and Indu. For those who have read the previous book, this sequel picks up 2 months after the events of the accident and everything that followed. Prepare to dive deep into the intense, emotional, and complicated journey of Devraj and Indu, just the two of them, like never before.😉😉

#2 in Top 10 in India on (9/4/26) #1 in Top 10 in India on (12/4/26) Myra sharma had heard his name before she ever saw his face. Armaan Brar. The President of Chandigarh National University. Final-year Political Science student. RSVP's rising youth face. The boy professors avoid. The one students don't look in the eye. The one whose footsteps are enough to silence a corridor. They say he once pulled a gun on campus. They say he wins elections the way he wins fights... ruthlessly. They say crossing him is a mistake you don't repeat twice. And she believes every freaking word. She's just a first-year B.Com student. From a Middle class family, She left Lucknow with dreams in her suitcase. Chandigarh National University was her dream. Her fresh start. Her escape. Living alone in a new city wasn't easy but she was determined. Far away from politics, power, and people like him. Her only goal? Stay invisible, don't get noticed by bullies in college.. But Armaan Brar notices her. And that's where the problem begins. And Armaan Brar has never been gentle about what he wants. Tropes:- - punjabi munda x Brahmin girl - college president x student(1st phase) - MLA x CA Girl (2nd phase) - first love - rich guy x middle class girl - 5 years age gap (don't judge my book with this description there is a lot more about Armaan and Myra, give it a chance please...it's my first story.)

In a world where love is often celebrated as a mutual bond of trust and understanding, there exists a darker side-an obsession so consuming that it disregards the very essence of love itself. Devraj, a man driven by an uncontrollable desire, has fixated on one woman: Indu. To him, she is the embodiment of everything he has ever wanted, and he is willing to go to any lengths to make her his, regardless of the cost to her happiness. Indu, once a spirited and independent young woman, finds herself trapped in a nightmare she never imagined. What began as a seemingly innocent courtship quickly devolved into a suffocating obsession. Devraj's love is not the tender, selfless affection she once dreamed of but a possessive, relentless force that leaves her with no escape. He is determined to marry her, to bind her to him forever, without a second thought for her feelings or desires. In a story where love is twisted into something unrecognizable, Indu must navigate the treacherous path laid before her, seeking a way out of a life she never chose. But with each passing day, the walls close in, and the choice between survival and surrender becomes increasingly blurred.

Rabya was unwillingly tied up in a knot of marriage with the only son of a big Zamindar; Adhrit Singh Chauhan. She once had a happy life, trying to achieve her dreams in the metropolitan city by striving to become independent so that she can financially support her family. But then, her one mistake and she was forced to marry Adhrit who's a decade older than her and lives in that regressive part of a small town in Uttar Pradesh where girls are not even allowed to step out of their house. Will Adhrit ever be able to be loved by his wife? Or will she always remain his unwilling bride?