" 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 ‼️

"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex. He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed. I nodded a little locking eyes with him fearfully. I witnessed a glimmer in his eyes and he removed his palm from my mouth slowly. I mustered up a little strength and asked nervously. "Kon hai aap aur yahan kya kar rhe hain," His eyes softened, looking deep into my eyes as if he could see through them as if he owned them. A strong wind surfaced, pulling away the fabric and revealing his face. It was him. My heartbeats raced wildly. He flickered his gaze to my lips for a few seconds, licked his lower lip a little with an unreadable emotion and peered back deeply into my eyes, delving into my soul. He replied in the raw, masculine and resonating voice I had heard months before. "Daksh naam hai hamara. Vivaah karne aaye hai aapse," *** I could not believe my eyes that he was standing right in front of me. The day I walked away from him, with a swarm of butterflies in the depths of my guts and belly, I never considered the possibility of crossing our paths again. I never thought we would get another chance in this life. Was it a wise decision of me to run away back then like that? The moments we shared back then flashed back into my memory. I started wondering if this was a coincidence or if he purposely located me. *** This is the love story of Daksh Pratap Rathore and Radhika Maan Singh. Storyline occurs in early years of 21st century(2001). A love saga bridging the gap between a city-born man and a village-raised girl. They are soulmates longing for love and solace from each other in different parameters. Let us dive into their journey of togetherness, and internal conflicts and see if and how they find solace with each other. First 2 chapters can be descriptive but I'm sure you'll like the story further.

⚠️Dark romance . . . Ishman

~Book One Of The Sold To Series~ *UNEDITED* Sneak peek.......... "Yes, he's my son, please don't hurt him I'll do anything" he begged. Does my dad finally care about me? But why he gotta tell him I'm his son that now put me in more danger, dammit! "Anything?" the Greek god said once again scanning over my body before licking his lips. "Give me your son," he said smirking which causes his cute dimples to poke out dam- wait what did he say? "Mr. Dragon, Please anything but that" my dad pleaded. Of course, I love my dad and he loves me we just have a fucked up way of showing it but my dad would never give me to this sexy motherfucker. "I'll give you 2 million dollars," Mr. Dragon said I assume that's his surname since that's what my dad called him. "Really?" my dad asked is this dickhead bastard considering it, yes I finally said it and I don't regret it. I'm worth more than that considering I'm a virgin and have a big ass so it's gonna have to be more than that before I let that happen. "Sorry but-'' my dad was about to refuse the offer when he interrupted him with another offer. "4 Million dollars and considered all your debts paid," He said. My dad quickly got up and looked at me before looking back at Mr.Dragon. I know my father is not about to- "OK." my dad said. "Wait! Hold up Mister, I'm 18 which means I'm old enough to make my decision and my dad do not have a say in this!"I yelled. Causing all attention to myself which I quickly regretted. Mr. Dragon face lights up in amusement at what I just did. "Either that or you both die, simple," he says looking me in the eyes. Why are his eyes so damn intimidating?! *Sorry not really good at descriptions * WARNING!: MATURE LANGUAGE AND CONTENT!!!!! Voices- Rank #5 to Rank #3 to Rank #1 Sold-Rank #13 to Rank #7 Mxb- Rank #9 to Rank #4 Mpreg - Rank #2 Bought - Rank #2 Bxm - Rank #2 Anyway, hope you enjoy! :)

Rajveer Vikram Malhotra is a man in his late 20's living a comfortable life in America away from his toxic family in India. Listening to his aunt's (bua's) advice, he rarely ever visited India until he got a text from his bua that Kirti, his cousin whom he grew up with like a sibling, was getting married. This struck Rajveer as an utter surprise as Kirti told Rajveer practically every little detail about her daily life. It shocked Rajveer that they decided on everything without even informing Rajveer. Though, he wished not to visit India and yet again encounter his shitty family, he booked tickets as he could not miss his sister's wedding for the world. Reaching there he couldn't find his bua or Kirti anywhere. The unusually sweet family members explained that they had gone for a ritualistic visit to a temple which was to be visited by the parents of every girl who gets married in their family. The family members explained that they will be back a night before the wedding which obviously, did not happen. Kirti's wedding never happened. It was never Kirti's wedding to begin with. It was Rajveer's. A forced marriage that he had no idea about and that too.....with a MAN!? All of these characters, cities and events are purely fictional and are my own. Any resemblance to anyone alive or dead or a work of writing by another writer or author is a pure coincidence. NOTE- I am aware that same sex marriages are illegal in India and aren't recognised, though for the sake of the story I would like you all to think that same sex marriages are legal, just a little taboo to talk about. Thank you very much.

06.10.2024- 15.01.2025 Top Ishan COMPLETED ✓ (more detailed description in the prologue) Shubman Gill is a secret Billionaire, likes to bottom and likes men. (⚠️Slight cross-dressing) Ishan Kishan works in a cafe, is also gay, prefers to be the top. Incidents happen and Shubman finds himself falling for his kidnapper... Stockholm Syndrome. 'Oh, Baby look what you've done to me' (*Credits to the owners of the pictures inside the story*)

College au ft. golden team Everything is fictional except their names and character! Rahul x Sourav (bl) Read at your own risk, purely imaginary.

𝑬𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒚 𝑩𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅, 𝑩𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆~ ✦•···············•✦ '•°•𝑴𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝑹𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝑴𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒂 × 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑰𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑪𝑬𝑶•°•' [✨ "When fire meets a butterfly, either the fire softens... or the wings burn." ✨] Jeon Jungkook At just 26, he rules the underground like a shadowed king. Cold, merciless, and feared beyond measure, Jungkook is the name whispered in both terror and awe. A man carved from darkness, with no room for softness in his heart. For him, the Kims are not just rivals- they are bloodline enemies. "I don't crave love... I crave power. But if love dares to cross my path-I'll consume it whole." Kim Taehyung The youngest son of the Kim empire, yet unlike his family, he carries no ruthlessness in his veins. At 20, freshly graduated, Tae is forced to choose between inheriting the mafia throne or becoming the CEO of Kim Enterprises. Sweet, shy, and painfully innocent, he steps into the corporate world with trembling hands and hidden strength. "I never asked for power, yet fate chained me to it. How do I fight a war when all I've ever wanted was peace?" Both know of each other's existence. Both have grown under the shadow of their families' enmity. Yet, neither has ever seen the other's face. Until destiny decides to bind them- the ruthless mafia boss and the reluctant CEO. 💔 Will Jungkook's darkness devour Taehyung's fragile innocence? 🦋 Or will Tae's quiet light become the only cure to Jungkook's fatal obsession? Step into a world of danger, loyalty, betrayal-and a love story written in shadows. ✦•···············•✦ All Rights Reserved

force marriage, domination, and slow-burn tension is your type... CM × Teacher is waiting for you. "you bastard leave me I hate you.... I hate breathing same air as you." she said. struggling in his grip. That broke something in him. But Devraj laughed darkly, the sound vibrating through her. In one swift motion, he crushed his mouth to hers, the kiss raw and punishing, his lips bruising hers with brutal intensity. Saanvi's world narrowed to the assault on her senses the scrape of his stubble against her skin, the iron band of his arm around her waist pinning her in place. She struggled fiercely, her body bucking against him, fists hammering his shoulders as she tried to wrench free. 'Stop... mmmnn, leave me!' she mumbled against his invading lips, but he only tightened his hold, fingers tangling in the loose strands of her hair to tilt her head back, forcing her to take the invasion. His tongue plunged deep, The kiss stretched on, She kicked at his shins, her heels scraping the gritty concrete floor, but he absorbed it all, pressing his hips forward to trap her legs. 'Please... mmmnn, no!' she whimpered between the brutal presses of his mouth, pain blooming as his teeth caught her lower lip, biting down hard enough to draw blood, the coppery tang mixing with his relentless suction. Saanvi punched his arms harder, her blows landing with desperate thuds against his biceps, but her energy flagged, breaths coming in short, gasps against his mouth. Devraj's free hand roamed up her side, squeezing her hip through the clothes, holding her immobile as he devoured her. Rage ignited in her she reared back to slap him, her palm slicing through the air. But Devraj caught her hand effortlessly, twisting it behind her back with a sharp yank that made her cry out. he smeared it across her skin like a mark of ownership. 'You belong to me now,' he whispered, ____ Continue in chapter ✨

" I won't marry you! ...Ge..t out of here!" I screamed in fear. my voice breaking. Ammi grabbed my hand, her grip tight with desperation. "Stop! Don't say anything! He will hurt you bacha!" But I wasn't listening with trembling hands, I picked up a small mirror from the table and throw it at him, everyone's eyes widened. "Leave you monster!!!" Shiva dodged it effortlessly, mirror shattered at his feet, his eyes narrowing. His jaw clenched, He exhaled sharply, his patience snapping, Everyone hold their breath thinking now he's going to hurt me as well. "Shoot her father's leg." "No!" I screamed, DIG IN TO FIND OUT MORE Do not click on this book if you can't handle senstive content.© Trigger warning ⚠️ rape, abuse, trauma, suicidal behaviour, anger , mention of blood , murder. I don't own any picture. All the photos belong to their rightful owners, only the storyline is mine so please don't copy my story, thank you.