Karishma was control. Discipline. Fire wrapped in restraint. Haseena was calm. Composed. Untouchable-until she wasn't. What starts as a game of power slowly unravels into something far more dangerous... something neither of them is ready to name. Every glance lingers too long. Every touch burns deeper than it should. There are lines they shouldn't cross. There are rules they're meant to follow. But desire doesn't listen. And when control begins to slip... it's not just hearts at risk-it's everything they've built. Some connections aren't meant to stay hidden. Some feelings refuse to be silenced. And some flames... were always meant to burn.

🔞 (Quick recap - Gulki and Yukti are best friends, both in relationships: Gulki with Rahul, Yukti with Kushal. But Gulki harbors a deep love for Yukti, stolen glances and lingering hugs building the tension. Tonight... everything changes.)

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studxstud/studxmasc ***Republished (𝟓𝟎𝟎𝐤 + reads deep)*** 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: When Angel finds her close friend and teammate, Dominique getting a little too flirty, she starts to question her friendship. Her type in women. And even herself. Could she possibly find her 'stud bro' attractive? 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞: - Mature/Strong Language - Mature Content (18+ Recommended) - Sex/Smut (Detailed) - Substances (Alcohol, drugs, etc) - Abuse/Child Abuse - Other Possible Triggers

"Dil-e-nadan tujhe hua kya hai Aakhir is dard ki dava kya hai Hum ko unse wafa ki hai umeed Jo nahi jaante wafa kya hai... (O innocent heart, what has happened to you... What is the medicine for this ache? I hope for love from her, who doesn't know the meaning of love...)" **Copywrite** Main characters belong to TV show Madam Sir; however, the story is mine. Below lines/poetry used in this story does not belong to me but to poet Mirza Ghalib... "aashiqui sabr talab aur tamanna betaab dil ka kya rang karoon khoon-e-jigar hone tak? ... ham ne maana ke taghaful na karoge, lekin khaak ho jayenge hum tumko khabar hone tak" Mirza Ghalib... ------------------------- "Dil-e-nadan tujhe hua kya hai Aakhir is dard ki dava kya hai Hum ko unse wafa ki hai umeed Jo nahi jaante wafa kya hai... Mirza Ghalib... ----------------------------- "Aaj phir pehli mulakaat se agaaj karu... aaj phir dur se hi dekh kar aau usko... Unknown ---------------------------------- dard ho dil main toh dawa keejay dil hi jab dard ho toh kiya keejay Mirza Ghalib... Translations/Explanation of Poetry used in this Story: Bad Moon Rising: Translation - Dard Ho Dil Main Toh Dawa (Ghalib) (rahulnegi.blogspot.com) https://rahulnegi.blogspot.com/2012/04/aah-ko-chahiye-ek.html

Just some thoughts and imaginations roaming in my mind which I tried to write as OS or TS. I'm not any professional writer. Just writing for my own satisfaction. Feel free to convey your thoughts and suggestions to improve my writing.

Madam sir stories based on Kareena. Mature be aware

Kashi Singh(Karishma Singh) all about the sex life of ks

"Kabhi kabhi... ek aankh milti hai, aur zindagi ki raftar badal jaati hai." Gulki - ek rich, cold-hearted CEO, jiske liye emotions sirf ek weakness the. Yukti - ek middle-class tomboy college girl, hoodie aur dreams dono pehne chalti hai. Unka rasta ek dusre se takraana nahi tha... likha tha. Lift mein shuru hui aankhon ki baat... coffee table pe smiles mein badli... Aur backseat mein touch ban gayi confession. This is not just a love story - it's a tale of power, consent, desire, and belonging. Tum Meri Ho is for those who believe that love has no gender - sirf junoon hota hai, aur ek pal jisme sab badal jaata hai. ✨ Genre: LGBTQ+, Romance, Bold, Office × College, Hinglish 💋 Tags: LesbianLove · GirlxGirl · CEO×CollegeGirl · SlowBurn · Emotional×Passionate 📅 Updates: Story in parts (with bold scenes and dialogues)