#2 | Blood Constellations [Book 1 ~ Not a standalone] At Royale Crown Academy, where wealth dictates power and legacy defines worth, Dev Oberoi is untouchable. The heir to the Oberoi empire-a dynasty built on luxury, tech, and politics-he is ruthless, commanding, and dangerously possessive. No one crosses him and lives to tell the tale. Then comes Ishaani Varma. A soft-spoken, middle-class girl who enters the academy on a scholarship. She is fragile, painfully innocent, and entirely out of place in this world of private jets and designer labels. She doesn't understand the whispers, the silent rules, or the weight of Dev's gaze when he sets his eyes on her. But she is not the one to like them. From the moment he sees her, he decides-she is his. She isn't allowed to cry-because he will kiss it away. She isn't allowed to flinch-because only he can touch her. She isn't allowed to look at another man-because she belongs to him. But Ishaani doesn't understand obsession. She doesn't see the danger behind his devotion. Because in Dev's world, love isn't sweet. It is raw, consuming, and unbreakable. And in this dark, elite world-she will race against him only to lose? She was never meant to have a choice. But she wasn't like others, she was Femme Fatale. Vote.Comment.Follow.♥️

★𝙍𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙀 𝙃𝘼𝙍𝙀𝙈 𝘼𝙇𝙀𝙍𝙏★ FORBIDDEN DESIRE SERIES - I It isn't like your usual reverse harem stories. This is A reverse harem story where one woman is relentlessly claimed by the dark, dominant alphas who crave her body-and break her soul. Three mafia legacy kings. One woman. A wildfire they can't control. No mercy. No rules. Just raw obsession. What happens when three broken men-scarred by betrayal and blood-see one woman and lose control? Can obsession become salvation... or destruction? Will she fear them... or crave their touch? Are you ready to lose yourself.....Completely?

❝Like a work of art he had been dying to put on display.❞ Verani Adams finds herself unhappy with the way she's led her life. Between dealing with the consequences of her career choices, the burden to find romance in an era of one night stands, and most of all, figuring out how to fulfill her endless desire for a thrill in everything she does, she decides to apply for an internship in her final year of college, at one of the most profound museums in the city of Paris: Musée de l'Érotisme. Described otherwise as, a museum dedicated to sex. Face to face with the taboo nature that surrounds her job, she meets Damien Dupont, the head director of the renowned museum. Vera learns early on that his expertise goes beyond the creative field, following him into his personal life, and she can't help but feel curious about the various tastes he indulges in. As for him, he gets what he wants, and his eyes are set on the girl in red. *Unedited, this completed version is the first draft. Currently in revision.* 18+ MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY.

"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.

Dark Romance

Grayson Summers has loved Talia Chase since kindergarten-but while she barely remembers him, he's never stopped watching from afar. When fate brings them closer after a championship night, long-buried feelings begin to surface. *** Sometimes, the guy falls in love first. Deeply. In kindergarten, she gave him a flower. She forgot her kindness, but he would always remember. No matter how many girls Grayson Summers dates or hooks up with, he can never forget Talia Chase. Accidentally labeled as the high school's womanizer, he continuously collects more and more problems. Too scared of rejection, Grayson has never asked Talia to be his, and only spends his time hopelessly dreaming. Talia is confused. Her friends have told her Grayson Summers is not a guy who smiles or is kind, but Talia swears she has seen him act both of those ways before. The universe has plans. After the night of the basketball state championship, Talia finds herself questioning Grayson's true reasons behind his actions as the two grow closer together. *** Warning: this story contains strong language, alcohol and drug use, and sexual content

Emerson. Higgins didn't expect to find love over the summer due to a funeral for her fathers old basketball coach. But she's sure glade she did. (Oc/Oc)

🔞Bella. You will join the company." It wasn't a question. It was the next move in his game. She Breathless, dazed, "No..." He smirked, a predatory flash of teeth. "Until you say yes, you can't run from this." Before she could process the threat, he dove back in. "No....ahhh!...." His mouth was on her again, his tongue delving deep, her nerves raw from her climax. The pleasure was edged with a sharp, almost painful intensity. As his tongue worked her, his hand moved. He spat on his middle and index fingers, then slowly, deliberately, pressed one, then two fingers inside her. BELLA "Please, Keither... no... ahhh! It's too much... please!" He began to finger her in a slow, deep rhythm, curling his fingers inside her while his mouth returned to her clit, sucking and licking with renewed fervor. "I can't... please stop.....ahhh...!!" She was begging, her fingers tightening in his hair, but he only increased his pace, fingering her faster, his tongue a relentless point of fire on her clit. The pressure was unbearable, a coil of pure sensation tightening in her belly. " Please.... Keith... I am beg...ging..stop!!!" "Say you'll fucking join the company.", His tongue flicked mercilessly over her swollen bud. "Say it." He bit the inside of her thigh hard enough to bruise. "Or I'll keep you here till sunrise." The threat dripped down her spine as his thumb circled her clit, pressing just enough to make her gasp. Bella's vision whited out when he suddenly deep, crooking his fingers against that spot that made her see stars. "YES! Fuck, YES, I'll join! The company" The words ripped from her throat as her body convulsed again, juices dripping down his wrist. His fingers stilled inside her, gentling his tongue over her oversensitive flesh as she trembled above him. "Good girl." BELLA "Aahhhh... yes... fuck... Keither Hartel...!" Warning: This story contains mature themes, explicit language, and dark content meant for adult readers only. 🔞

" Maybe I am unlucky with You, but I feel even unluckier without YOU !! ✨ " An Indian complicated marriage, A girl who is forced to marry her own sister's fiancé !!!! 💔 And The CEO of kapoor industry, unaware about his Replaced Bride !!! 💔 The story of two people who are complete strangers to each other but, The circumstances are like this It happens that both get married 💌 Experience, The journey of strangers to Lovers; Read " CEO's Replaced Bride " 💓 ‼️ COMPLETED ‼️

COMPLETED First was the marriage contract. Then came its terms and conditions. Now, I am a divorcee standing in the path of my revenge. Taking back everything that was mine from the start. My stepfather sold me in the name of saving his company. My husband signed the marital contract to keep me away from him. What did they think? I'll just let the men in my life decide my fate? Have them puppet my life for me? No, darling. I am a survivor and I am ready to take control of my life. No man will make decisions for me. Again. Five years ago, they took my innocence for granted. Five years later, I am a serial killer with a personal mission. Terror and torture rise with me. All the members of the board who took part in dictating my fate with that contract will meet theirs now. Including my dearest husband. Have you seen a good girl covered in blood? I am Olivia Myers and this is my revenge against those who took my innocence to their advantage. Marriage of convenience Enemies to Lovers Second chance. . . . . Original story (This is my work and everything I've written is my imagination.) COMPLETED MATURE CONTENT AND TRIGGER WARNINGS. BEWARE OF THAT. THERE'S GRAPHIC VIOLENCE AND SEX SCENES AGE LIMIT IS RECOMMENDED. (18+) COPYRIGHT RESERVED, Chapters will be Updated, SATURDAY AND SUNDAY.