Urvi never thought she'd be here-married to her sister's ex-husband, the man who once loved her with a passion that set the world on fire. But now, he's a stranger to her-emotionally closed off, locked in the past, unable to see her for who she is. Ten years older, a man shaped by heartbreak, he doesn't want her. Not like he once wanted her sister. His heart is a fortress she can't break into. And yet, she longs for him. To be seen. To be touched. To be loved. What happens when her burning desire underneath the drapes of saree seduces him? Will he fulfill her desire..or will Urvi remain bound in loveless marriage forever?? Dive into, SEDUCTION IN SAREE HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT!! RATED 18+

Dhruv Raj is 27 year's old, handsome and successful business man. He is known by his arrogance. He loves his parents and respects them so much. But he was not like that always he loved a girl named Aisha. He loved her so much but she betrayed him. After that betrayal,he never trusted anyone. Because of the past he wasn't allowed anyone in his life. He himself created walls around him. Nithya is 21 year's old,very happy girl. She always smile and very innocent. She always do what her dad tell her to do. She loves her family so much. She has a kind heart,she loves to talk. One day accidentally they got married,and Dhruv doesn't accept her as his wife. But they forced by there parents to give there marriage a chance. What happens when they live together, whether they fall in love with eachother. So let's find out and read there story.

Adrakaksh Singh Rathore × Akshara Singh Rathore Two souls, Both belongs to different world, have different perspectives. ->One truly believes in love but for one its just a myth. ->One is sweet and soulful, one is rude and emotionless. ->One is a devotee while another one is devil himself. ->She is an Angel and He is a Devil. What will happen when this angel will enter into devil's hell? When this devil will lay his eyes on the angel? Is it possible for an angel to fall in love with the devil? Is it possible for the devil to fall in love with an angel? Will they accept each other as their true selves and will they love each other unconditionally and wholeheartedly? Anything can happen but one thing is for sure they will set an example for the wolrd by breaking all the myths about love. ♡ So dear readers are you ready to dive into the journey of Devil and His Angel. Buclke up your seat belts to get into Devil's Hell, where an angel lives and their Heaven of love. I welcome you all wholeheartedly♥️. *Warning* *This story contains highly mature content, bloodshed scenes, violence.*

She wasn't supposed to be in his life. He wasn't supposed to care. But fate doesn't ask permission. Hiding from a dark past that nearly destroyed her, she ends up in the most unexpected place living secretly in the bedroom of a stranger, hidden from his family, her name erased from the world outside. He gives her shelter without questions, and in return, she stays invisible. What begins as a quiet coexistence grows into something unspoken. But the closer they get, the more fragile the lie becomes. She's hiding in his room. He's hiding his feelings. And outside their stolen peace, the storm is closing in. Just when she begins to believe in safety, the truth catches up and nothing is what it seems. Now, with love blooming in the shadows and danger pressing at the door, she must make an impossible choice: run before he gets hurt, or stay and risk losing him forever. Twisted pasts. Buried truths. And a decision that could shatter them both. This is not just a story about falling in love. It's about surviving it. _________ A twisted smile spread across his face as he leaned in closer, his hot, alcohol-laced breath over her. He pressed his nose to her neck, inhaling deeply before pulling back slightly to growl in her ear, "You can't run away anymore." he slurred, his voice a sinister whisper. His eyes bore into hers with a mix of anger and possessiveness that made her blood run cold. Her mind raced, desperately trying to think of a way to escape. "Let me go!" she cried, her voice trembling. She tried to pull away, but he only tightened his grip, his other hand moving to her waist to hold her closer. "You're mine," he growled, his lips curling into a cruel smile. "And no one gets to take what's mine, not even your bastard lover".

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"Veer, listen to me. It's not like..." "NOT ANOTHER WORD" Veer said in a calm yet dangerous manner, causing Ruhi to zip her mouth. he grabbed her arm, pushed her onto the bed, and hovered over her. "Do you think I'm a puppet?" Veer asked, to which Ruhi shook her head. "You must be so full of yourself that you can control me as you please right?," he asked in a hushed voice, grabbing her hand from and pressing it onto the bed. "No, Veer it's..." "SHUT UP" he shouted. "Never call me Veer again it's Veeransh for you" ‹𝟹 (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) Thakur Veeransh Singh, a 27-year-old businessman. Arrogant and cold yet calm, has always gotten whatever he desired. But this time, what he wanted was a tender soul. He didn't know how to express his feelings, so how could he tell her what she meant to him? Ruhi Sharma, a 25-year-old nurse with a heart full of compassion and love for everyone, only wishes to have a place in others' hearts. But how can she understand the emotions hidden deep inside his heart? She doesn't know what mistake she made that caused him to hate her so much. Two different people with different perspectives, yet neither knows how to express what's in their hearts. What will happen when fate brings them together? ────୨ৎ──── ©All right reserved

"Yuvraj, please," I whispered, my voice breaking. "Don't do this." "Get up," he ordered, his voice as cold as ice. Tears streamed down my face. "Please, I'll do anything. Just don't make me-" "Step on the glass," he interrupted, his eyes burning with hatred. I shook my head, trembling. "No. I can't. It will hurt. Please." "You will pay for what you did to Prisha," he spat, dragging me closer to the jagged shards. "Yuvraj, no!" I screamed as he shoved me forward. The sharp edges pierced my skin, sending searing pain through my feet. "Walk," he commanded, his voice void of mercy. "Please, Yuvraj. Stop," I begged, sobbing as the glass tore through flesh. He laughed cruelly. "This is what you deserve, Aisha. Keep going." Her broken sobs filled the room, each step she took leaving a trail of blood. "This is for Prisha," I said, my voice sharp and unyielding. "Please," she whispered, collapsing onto the floor. I stood over her, unmoved. "This is just the beginning, Aisha. Your torment has only begun." Discover more of Aisha and Yuvraj's story in The Threads of Destiny-Book 1 in the Sharma Series. Cover designed by my talented friend @𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐚_𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞

In a world where power is the ultimate currency, Yuvraj Deshmukh reigns supreme. One of India's top businessmen, his ruthlessness and charm mask the dark, manipulative soul beneath. Handsome, cold, and unforgiving, he has built his empire on the backs of his rivals-and now, his eyes are set on the wife of his greatest rival. Amaira Rana. Amaira, the fragile, innocent wife of Raghav Rana, has lived a life of pain behind closed doors. Married off to the second-top businessman of the country in a union that promised no love but plenty of power, she's suffered abuse at the hands of the man she once called her husband. But everything changes when Yuvraj enters her life. Bound by a marriage of convenience to Yuvraj, Amaira is trapped in a game of manipulation and control. With a newborn baby in her arms and the scars of her past still fresh, Amaira is forced into a world of deceit, where the only thing that matters is survival. But is it the end of her suffering, or will Yuvraj's obsession turn their relationship into something even more dangerous? The Mayajaal is no ordinary love story. It's a twisted, chaotic dance of lies, deception, and manipulation-a web of illusions where every truth is laced with a lie. As the tension escalates between Amaira and Yuvraj, an unsolved mystery looms over their lives, waiting to unravel. This is a tale of toxicity, obsession, and a love so fucked up it will leave you questioning everything. A story where trust is a currency no one can afford, and the game is always one step ahead. Welcome to The Mayajaal, where nothing is as it seems, and no one can escape the web they're caught in.

𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 2 𝒐𝒇 "𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔" ~ Rᴜᴅʀᴀ × Sᴜɢᴀɴᴅʜᴀ ~ ⚠️‼️ Mature audience only! Strictly 18+ • Do not report unnecessarily, please read the disclaimer. *** 1970's Life has unexpected turns. Sugandha, a young flower that got ruined by a lustful monster. She gave her all hopes of happiness after that incident. She became a widowed woman when her monstrous husband died. But... the society looked at her as a mole from the start. Growing up in a poor, low-caste family, she endured a lot. The taunts on her brown shade were a never-ending cycle. But what happens when the god blesses her with a second chance? That no one ever even witnessed before. An unmarried man from a rich background, and never had any relationship before, ends up marrying her. Rudra, a man's name that sends a shiver through the whole village. A man that adores his older brother to the core. He agreed to marry Sugandha just for his older brother's wish. But... he wasn't happy with the decision. Will love blossom in their relationship? Why wasn't Rudra happy about the marriage? Will Sugandha move on and give a second chance to her life? Dive into the story to find out ~✨~ - Short chapters - ___________________________________ This story contains abusive language, sexual content, attempted rape, miscarriage, Graphic content, sexual abuse, domastic violance, racism and sexism. Mature audience only! Read at your own risk. Thanks for reading ❤️

The story is set in early 1990s in a rural area. A bond is formed due to the promise of honour and respect. A marriage out of necessity and maybe a little bit of obsession. A girl filled with the hope of love and a guy completely enamored by her. How will their life unfold? ☆Warning :This story contains mature themes. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. It is inspired by the serial named "Begusarai". But only inspired, the story is completely mine. As I said before this is based in a rural area so am just giving you guys a heads up if anybody feels offended. Readers discretion is advised.