Genre: 20years Age-Gap, Dark romance, Thriller🔞⚠️ When 40-year-old mafia boss, Jungkook lays eyes on 20-year-old college girl, he's immediately captivated. Despite their significant age difference and vastly different worlds, jungkook becomes obsessed with making her his. But Jungkook obsession knows no bounds. He'll stop at nothing to claim her as his own, even if it means destroying her innocence and pulling her into his dark world... Dive into this intense, passionate tale of love, obsession, and the unbreakable bonds that form between two unlikely souls.🤎 (Reader×Jungkook) **[This book is under editing]** MY FIRST BOOK~ SO THERE'S LOTS OF MISTAKES ~ PLEASE BE KIND. Caution : it includes *MATURE* imaginary stuff so if you're not comfortable, please ignore it 🔞⚠️ . . **Please Vote, like,share, comment** 💌

This story is a roller coaster which shows family emotion and bava-maradhal romance. Vikram Ramineni The male lead and a DCP. He is a strict police officer 28 years old and lives in Mumbai he lives with his father, and older sister his mother died during giving birth to him.His father made a mistake which their family got separated he wants to reunite their family. Ananya Krishna The female lead 23 years old studying B. Tech final year she is naughty and clumsy. She currently studying in Mumbai.Lets see how she fell for her bava. Tropes You'll Love: * Bava-Mardhalu Romance * He Fell First, She Fell Harder * Strict Police Officer × Naughty Student * Cold × Naughty * Forced Proximity * Secret Identity / Family Secrets English is not my first language.

Sahil Agnihotri. A college super star heartthrob. He is passionate about music and bikes. Extremely privileged, handsome and broody. Siya Joshi. She is the college topper, a huge nerd, soft and kind. She is hardworking and from a poor household trying to make it out. *************************** There she stood at the archway, wearing my powder blue shirt-half buttoned, barely hanging on her shoulder, sleeves swallowing her hands. My sunglasses, too big for her face, slipping slightly down her nose. And my guitar, slung across her like she was about to perform an arena show. I blinked. "What..." She strutted in like she owned the place. She pulled off her sunglasses in slow motion, her voice husky and dramatic. "You see, I woke up... and I was him. Sahil freakin' Agnihotri. Guitar-wielding prodigy. Man of mystery. Hair gel connoisseur." I choked on a grape. "Siya." She was swaying like a drunken rockstar, fake-belting notes that didn't exist in any scale, throwing her head back so hard my sunglasses flew off her face and clattered to the ground. I had tears in my eyes from holding in the laughter. I just couldn't take it anymore. She was still hopping around the furniture like an unhinged squirrel, doing a full-blown mockery of my performance from last gig-microphone hand gestures, dramatic hair flips, even the fake broody guitar solo that had the crowd roaring. I chased her across the room, dodging a throw pillow she hurled at me, until I finally caught her mid-bounce and tackled her onto the armchair in a heap of limbs and laughter. She was breathless, still fully in character. "Hey," she panted, her voice deepening into a mock baritone. "Do you want to ride on my big bike? I'll teach you cricket... maybe show you my tattoo..."

A ruthless rogue decides to change his life after falling in love. However, his happiness is short-lived when a tragedy strucks them, changing both their lives forever. ••• Raavan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family. The outcast. The black sheep. Shunned by his own blood and judged by society for his dark skin and scars. Insecure and rebellious, he met Mouni, a girl who changed his life. Mouni was a simple college student, burdened with a troubled family and a mediocre life, yet truly beautiful. She was the only girl who had ever shown him kindness. Raavan fell in love with her and did everything to keep her in his life-to make her happy, to give her the same kindness she had given him. But when he finally got her, everything fell apart, everything broke down. Both were shattered by the misery of life and the cruelty of others. Join this sweet yet heartbreaking story of Raavan and his Mouni. But don't worry, they have a happy ending.

A legendary King who saved their kingdom from brutal invaders and the humble brahmin's (ascetic) daughter. • King gets obsessed with her and forcefully marry her. • Strong female lead x Love sick Male lead. • FL tries to get revenge for what he does to her, follow the journey to see if she can escape from him, or fall for him. • Geographical location is Kashmir. ••• "Will you fight me too, your majesty?" A commanding voice cut through the crowd, drawing all eyes to the arena. At once, everyone knelt. "Hail to the savior of Kali Kingdom!" Shivani's gaze shifted, meeting her husband's smirking eyes. Dressed in green, he stood at the edge, watching her like a hunter sizing up his prey. Her smile faded, replaced by cold resolve. "I am not a warrior, Maharaja," she stated. "Just a teacher. My work here is done." "Rise," he ordered softly, eyes still locked on hers. As the men stood, he stepped forward, his smile deepening. "I, too, wish to learn. I shall pay a suitable fees. Don't worry." Her jaw tightened. "I have nothing to teach the great King," she said, laced with sarcasm. "I'm just a mere woman correcting mistakes-while you, of course, are flawless." Unfazed, he removed his rings one by one, handing them to a servant. "It's a humble request, Maharani. Please teach me. How can you judge my skill without facing me?" Her grip on the sword tightened. He had struck a nerve. "Fine," she snapped. With a sharp swing, she stepped back, putting space between them. A sword was placed in his hand. With a slight nod, he raised it, ready for battle. • • •

"I want some time. It's not a right time to take this relationship further" I'm fiddling with my fingers and turn my face to look into his emotionless eyes. "Take your time sweetheart" There is no clue of emotions in his face and He take his phone and went out of his room. He is such a gentleman and I misunderstood him. I whisper his name Rohit Singh Mehta. Someone knock the door. I rushed towards it and open it. My eyes popped out in shock and tears started to form in my eyes. With some courage I asked "Who's this girl?" "She's my wife for today. Can you please use the guest room sweetheart" He smirk and winked at me in this situation. I stuck in the moment and gasped for air and utter "Who am I Rohit" He comes near my earlobe and mutter maybe my whore if you wish you can also join with us in bed. I slapped him and yelled at him "I have values, self-respect and culture and I'm not your whore you mind it" He bite his lower lip and utter "I'll show you your fucking punishment" He shut the door and pushed me & I fell on the floor and The lady started to remove her dress one by one and He's staring at her with full of lust. I'm helpless and God why you made me like this. "Ayla wait I have something very important to show this fucking bitch" He click his fingers at me. Note: "Under no circumstances is violence against women encouraged or allowed. Whatever the reason is you can't justify the domestic violence in any case" Warning: This story is based on abusive relationship, mental & physical abuse, dark romance and swearing words. If you're not okay with this please don't read guys Instead of this You can read my another story it's about International relationship. Started: 16/11/2022

A one-night stand changed their lives forever... For Four years, Dr. Naina Reddy has been answering every question her twins ask except the one that breaks her heart the most. "Amma... Nanna yekkada untaru?" (Mom... where does Dad live?) It is the only question she never has an answer for. The only truth she cannot speak. Because the man who gave her two beautiful children... doesn't even know they exist. But destiny is strange. One transfer order. One city. One unexpected encounter. And suddenly, Major Arjun Solanki the man she met once and lost forever is back in her world. In her hospital. In her children's life. Without knowing the truth written in their eyes. This is not just a love story. This is a story of two little children searching for their father... and the soldier who doesn't know he already belongs to them. ⭐ TROPES ✨ Army × Doctor ✨ One Night Stand → Consequences ✨ Second Chance Romance ✨ Hindi × Telugu ✨ Desi Vibes ✨ Slow Burn Emotional Bonding ✨ Secret Pregnancy / Single Mother ✨ Hidden Heir Billionaire Trope ✨ Found Family ✨ Twins × Father Bond Jan 7 2025 : #1 in Army Jan 7 2025 : #1 in telugu Jan 7 2025 : #3 in doctor Jan 7 2025 : #5 in pregnency Jan 7 2025 : #9 in india Jan 7 2025 : #4 in secondchance ___

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.

Princess Saanvi, a girl obsessed with smutty novels found herself caged in a loveless marriage out of her own greed, now she must do anything to fulfill her desires of a great sex and romantic life even if it means to seduce her husband's brother. With the goodlooks, elegance and intelligence she possess it didn't take much for her to win the heart of her brother-in-law, Prince Mohan, who was perfect for her, as he is not only extremely charming but also the crush of many! But King Aniruddha, the elder brother of the brothers is the only problem, a man who is accused of killing his own wife after domestic violence, he will do anything in his power to tear their relationship apart. But why Aniruddha is so bothered by their relationship? Is it just his orthodox mindset or does he have some dark desires for his sister-in-law? Probably the start of a twisted love triangle. But who will win ? Can the hero protect her? Or will the villain get her?