I lived everyday with one rule, the only person I could wholeheartedly trust was myself and my mother that is till everything flips upside down leaving me to pick up what is left. How could I trust him when he was never there? How are we supposed to act like the last fourteen years did not count? photo is not mine give 100 percent credit to photographer

Their Principessa Luciana Walker(Ricci) a typical 15 year old who grew up as an only child with her single mother. She finds out about her family in New York after an unfortunate accident. Why isn't she with her family? What are her family secrets? Will she forgive her mom? Will she accept her family for who they are? Read to find out more about Lucy ~Ellazdiaries #1 onlygirl -> 03/28/23 #5 kidnapped-> 03/10/23 #2 Family secrets-> 10/05/23 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

After the death of her mother, Adriana is sent to live with her father, stepmom, and six older brothers. Follow Adriana as she starts a new life with her family in California. Will they accept her past? What secrets will she learn about her family? This is my first story so please bear with me WARNING Lots of cursing and some mature scenes BOOK 2 OF THE SERIES Can Be Read As A Stand-alone Cover by @maeIstrom

What if Bella swan never existed and never will. Instead there I a new girl in town. When olive fisher ( a 17 year old who has struggled with anorexia without knowing since the age of 12, only getting diagnosed at 17 years old ) moves to forks, Washington with her abusive step dad what will happen to her. Will her life change for better or for worse? Tw. Ed, sh, abuse + I don't own any characters from twilight only made up ones!! Start - 12.1.23 End - ? Not double checked the text yet. May be mistakes x

Hi my name is Emma but everyone calls me Emmy. I'm 17 years old and I have four big brothers. Their names are Max, Sam, Josh, and Jojo. They are fraternal, so no they don't look alike, and they are 27 years old. Unfortunately, my parents died in a car crash about 6 months ago, just before I turned 17. Because of this, I am kind of depressed...well more like a lot depressed. My parents died for crying out loud, how would you feel? Anyway sorry for lashing out but, I have no outlet for this heavy pain I feel. Now my brothers are my legal guardians. It's not the worst but they're overprotective, and NOT my parents. This is the story of how my brothers use age play to rid me of my depression.

︵‿୨ SEASON 1 ୧‿︵ She never loved him but he was determined to have her, no matter the cost. He was an addict, and from the moment he laid eyes on her, she became his most dangerous addiction. [ AAHIL SINGH RATHORE × JASMINE OBEROI ] "I was crying..but he just stood there, staring. 'Let me go,' I pleaded. 'You're not going anywhere,' he said. 'You'll sleep here. With me. Tonight.' 'Why?' 'Because I love you,' he said like it was the simplest thing in the world." "Sweetheart." The word alone sent shivers down my spine. "Because you're mine.Fucking mine." 💼Aahil Singh Rathore Age:29 Title:CEO, AR Enterprises Ruthless. Obsessively possessive. Domineering.A powerful man with a dangerous past. 🎀Jasmine Oberoi Age:18 The very picture of innocence, shy, soft-hearted, She's beautiful... and far too naive for the world. What happens when a cold-hearted billionaire and feared mafia boss falls head over heels for an innocent girl? ✨Brace yourself for a gripping tale of dark obsession and twisted love. ︵‿୨ SEASON 2 ୧‿︵ "Ethya... he wasn't your husband," the man tells her as he hands her medicine. "He was obsessed with you. He kidnapped you. You escaped and I saved you.That's why I'm keeping you safe here with me." But if he's telling the truth.. why can't she remember anything? "Where is my wife?" he roars. "I swear to God, I'll tear you apart if you even think about hurting her." "What is your name?" "I'm..Jasm-ine." she whispers. "I'm Ja-smine..Aahil Sing-h Rat-hore." "Who is Rishabh to you?" he growls next. "No one!" she cries. Only then does he pull the gun away..and removed his fingers from her clit. "I'm begging you..give me my wife back." "You'll never get her back.NEVER." ⚠️ Warning:Contains mature themes. 🤫Season 2 begins with the truth hidden beneath the lies a stolen identity, a twisted obsession, and a love so powerful it starts a war. Only the readers who paid at attention in Season 1 will catch the clue

"She married a man born of bullets and betrayal. And he claimed a bride who bleeds innocence like sin." Shanaya Gupta was the kind of girl men prayed for but devils hunted. Too sweet for the world she was forced into, too soft for the bed of a man who only knew how to ruin. Ishaan Singhania doesn't love. He possesses. And when he ripped her from the altar of a man unworthy of her skin, he didn't ask-he took. A forced wedding. A blood-stained sindoor. Now she sleeps beside the devil himself, unaware she married the reason the world burns. She's terrified of the dark. But he is the dark. And he doesn't care if she trembles when he touches her... as long as she never stops looking at him like he isn't a monster. But monsters get greedy. And when the sweetness he meant to destroy starts healing the hollow inside him, he begins to crave her. Protect her. Own her. Even if it means burning down everything-including her. She was supposed to be his weakness. Instead, she became his favorite sin. But when secrets bleed and scars resurfaces, when innocence meets obsession- what happens when the monster doesn't want to let his sunshine go? Enemies in a wedding bed. strangers tangles in fate. and a love so dark, it devours them both. A brutal, filthy, and painfully intimate descent into love, obsession, and the kind of darkness that doesn't ask for permission-it devours. This isn't a love story. This is a war. And she's both the prize and the battlefield.

#TOP 2 in India(1,7,8/8/25) #TOP 3 in india(1,6,14,15,16,17,18/8/25) #TOP 4 in India(10/8/25) DEVYANI A 18-year-old innocent girl, She loves her father more than herself and is willing to sacrifice anything for him But how will she survive the trauma when her own father sells her to the most ruthless man just to clear his debt, without even thinking twice? "A father who sees her as a curse, locking her inside the house for 18 years and telling the world she was dead. But how will she feel when she steps out for the first time-and fate takes a 360-degree turn?" RIVAN THAKUR He lives alone with his SON(Kaizan), hating everything about marriage and the family he left behind. But when he wakes up one morning to find himself HUSBAND to a frightened young girl in his family's haveli(thakur's haveli)-his world tilts. ______________________ He stepped closer, his towering frame caging me in. My breath hitched. His eyes-sharp, cold, merciless-scanned me like I was a puzzle that didn't fit. "You don't even know how to wear a bra?" he asked, his voice low, incredulous, and almost cruel. I didn't know what to say. I slowly nodded my head-no-because... I really didn't. No one ever taught me. No one cared to. I was standing there, shivering slightly, my fingers trembling, curling into the soft shawl I used to hide myself. His gaze was burning, stripping me down to my bare soul, and I couldn't meet his eyes. But his next words... or we can say actions... shocked me to the core. ----------------- Will he accept her as his wife? Will he destroy her for a decision she never made? Or will fate tie them together in ways neither imagined? 𐙚⋆°｡⋆♡ A dark, intense love story of two broken souls bound by force, fear... and destiny.

Highly Mature content 18+⚠️🔞 It's in both Hindi and English translations. BOOK IST IN VILLAIN SERIES It all started when her eyes meet his. She was the best neurosurgeon of the country considering herself no less than god. Betrayed by her first love and spending her childhood and teenage life in child juvenile and rehabiliation she was alone all her life. She hasn't experienced any emotions in her life. People call her walking red flag but for her, red flag people are less dangerous than those who pretend to be green flag. For all her life she believes that black is contant but the moment her eyes met his , those pitch black eyes , first time she saw colours of black. He was a not a hero but villain of this story. She knew he was a beast but wanted to explore him more. He knew he is not good for her and she will be a jinx for him. But when red thread of fate tied them together the more they know each other, the more they get obsessed with each other. Saira was a doctor but she needs the healing most . Shaveer was the inspector but the most corrupted person. He has only one aim in his life . To become the most powerful in this world so he can fulfill someone's wish. He knew he cant heal her . But she wanted to be healed only by him. She has both in her life..A hero and a villain. She could choose a hero and live a perfect life and a hope for a happy family.. But she made the most bizzare choice of her life. Read out to see the most beautiful shade of black. Be ready to experience not so ordinary love story of Monster doctor and beast mafia who find their obsession for each other, their solace in each other , who loved each other like there is no tomorrow and who can burn whole world for each other... Story about second love , suspense , hate, thriller and a lot of steamy romance. Give this story a chance and find out all by yourself. ♥️ #breastfeeding #kink #smut #darkromance #mildbdsm #steamy

_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. Please read whole story.male lead have a really good character development This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!