𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤1 𝐨𝐟 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 mature story 18+ 1960s Avantika- Aap bahut gande hain. Chhi! You are very naughtybad. Eww! Rajveer smirked. Rajveer- Achha, aur dekho toh kaun bol raha hai. Wahi, jo thodi der pehle mere neeche mujhse naa rukne ki bheekh maang rahi thi. Oh really? And look who's talking. The very one who was begging me not to stop a little while ago, beneath me. Avantika's eyes widened. She playfully slapped his chest. He grabbed it mid-air and brought her knuckles to kiss her palm. Avantika- Aap bahut bigaad rahe hain humein, Daroga ji. You are spoiling me terribly, Inspector (Daroga ji). Rajveer- Tumhein bigaadne aur sudhaarne, dono ka haq mera hai, Biwi. The right to spoil you and to improve you-both belong to me, my wife.

Hamsa, a 26 year old woman living with her parents, having straight A+ grades , overall a life with full of satisfaction and success but guess what she also have a best friend who is Quite opposite to her. Surya, a 27 year old guy who is very mischievous but intelligent, and he is the best friend of Hamsa, he is very fun , loving but very possessive guy and he is getting married to his fiancé whom he met through a dating app. So these both childhood best friends meet each other after a decade when Surya invited Hamsa to his wedding, but suddenly the sparks fly, both souls suddenly recognise what they need! But will they understand how deep inside they have fallen into? Will Surya leave his fiancée for his bestie? Let's find out!!!!

Based in 1950' India After she started menstruating, 13 years old Chandralata was married off to 16 years old Anand as per the traditions. Chandralata wasn't hopeless romantic, all she expected from her husband was that he wouldn't abuse her physically. Anand growing up in a male dominated household, was taught to keep women in control, their tongue tied and head bowed. Warning : This story is about love that blooms from sacrifices and longings & contains mature themes. It is completely fictional but shows harsh reality of old times.

Just a telugu love story between a doctor and a village head ( Engineer)

She grew up hearing one thing only- "He is your husband. Serve him. Respect him." At just seventeen, Ayat Raees is the fragile flower of the haveli, too innocent to understand love, yet bound by a nikah that was written in her childhood. And then there's him- Wali Raees. Thirty years old. Cold. Untouchable. The man who carries the entire Raees legacy on his shoulders. To the world, he is ruthless and dominant. To her, he is a stranger who makes her heart race with both fear and longing. He never asked for her. Yet he will never let her go. Because in his world, Ayat has always been his-by name, by blood, by fate. But when innocence collides with dominance, when fear begins to twist into forbidden desire... will the fragile bride survive the storm of the man called Wali Raees?

Set in the 1980s in a small village of Rajasthan, where traditions hold power and choices are not a privilege for women, this is the story of Yugveer and Paridhi-two souls bound by a marriage arranged by their families. With a 11 year age gap and lives shaped by duty rather than love, will their bond remain one of obligation, or will fate weave something deeper between them? Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional and does not depict real events, people, or societal views. It reflects a time when choices were limited for women but is meant for storytelling purposes only. This story contains some mature themes recommended for 18+ users only. If this theme does not align with your preferences, you are welcome to skip this story-but please refrain from leaving hate comments.

We've often read about men and their grovelling but now it's Maliah who's going to grovel till the very end to save the man she destroyed.

"How dare you!!!" She screamed And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing with or how easily he could destroy her. His lips curled into a dark smirk. Without a word, he fired his gun into the air and barked, "Start preparing for the goddamn wedding." Before she could even process what was happening, he hoisted her over his shoulder and stormed straight to the mandap set up for her cousin's wedding. Slamming her down, he hissed, "That slap just made you my wife." In one brutal motion, he filled her hairline with sindoor, sealing her fate in the most explosive way possible. 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | Romantic-Thriller

" To the girls wishing for a man who treat them like a queen even after knowing their painful past" ♥️ " Why I can't bear the single moment of separation?, why don't I breathe you every morning?, come to me, I will give you so much love 💕, I've passed so many nights, waiting for you 🥺, how do I tell these emotions of mine?, i have loved you more than myself,..." -Rehaan " once again he came in front of me, and the talks Between us Started Happening, The Smoke From The Past Is Pricking My Eyes " -Naira ♥️ " mujhe laga Mohabbat Karta Hai wo mujhse, Mein pagal thi Jo uske mazak ko Mohabbat samajh baithi" "tum Milo ya na Milo per tumhen soch kar sukun bahut milta hai " ♥️ "Apko pata hai Aditya apne mujhe waha laakar toda hai jahaan se maine khudko sametnaa shuru kiya tha" "apse milna to ab ek khwaab sa lagta hai, Maine to apke intezaar se mohabbat ki hai..." ♥️ "tumhen pane ki har EK koshish karungi tumhen kismat ke hawale Nahin chhod sakti" " ham Kareeb To Hain per duri Hai ham Jee to rahe hai par majboori hai " ♥️ " aakhon ko band karke tumhen dekha Jo Tum Ho usse bhi pyara dekha" " kabhi kabhi tumhara jikr mujhe deewana kar deta hai, agar kabhi raste Mein dikh jao to yah rasta mujhe aawara kar deta hai " ♥️ REHAAN × NAIRA tropes:- dark romance Neurologist × CEO separation written in destiny royal romance Badass × possessive grumpy × sunshine & grumpy © ALL COPYRIGHT AND CREDITS BELONG EXCLUSIVELY TO THE AUTHOR #2 in Neurologist #874 in royal family

....˖☆𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 + 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞☆˖.... "You can't marry him Vaani" I said staring deep in her eyes gritting my teeth my chest tighten with unfamiliar and unbearable pain , just the thought of her being with someone else kills me so much. "Why?" She asked adding salt on my wounds anger consumed me at this moment, while tightening my grip on her arms and pulling her closer I let out a painful chuckle and said " Because he don't deserve someone like you he deserves someone much better" I could feel the burn in my eyes, my tears are fighting to rolled down my eyes but I didn't let them , hurting her is hurting me more than she could imagine. She remained silent tears rolled down her eyes damage caused by my words were clearly visible in her eyes , I am dying to hug her comfort her but the betrayal the, damge ,the pain I am carrying all these years stopped me from doing so. "Do you hate me this much Nirvaan?" She asked in painful voice looking straight in my eyes , my heart clenched painfully on her condition , I wiped her tears and whispered so softly that she can't hear it. "𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── "Aap ke ye aanshu humare zakhmo pe namak ka kaam karte hai Vaani " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ★𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐏𝐔𝐓★ " I was thrown in dark dead night enough times to realise I am not worthy to meet sunshine" ★𝐍𝐈𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃★ "I am dying to be her sunshine so bright to her dark dead night yet, so warm to melt away all her pain" ______________