Riley Renner was supposed to spend the weekend teaching teenagers how to survive in the woods. Instead, she wakes in a world ruled by beastmen. In this land, females are treasured, fought over, and marked by the males they choose to mate with. Wolves walk beside towering tigers, serpents lurk in the shadows of ancient tribes, and powerful males bear the stripes that define their strength. But Riley is different. She smells of no beast. Knows none of their customs. And worst of all for the males around her-she treats them with a kindness they have never known.

Highest Rankings : #1 --- Wattpadromance (27.08.2023) #1 ---- Kolkata (22.11.2022 & 08.10.2022 & 21.09.2022 ; 31.08.2023) #8 ----- marriage (21.07.2023) #8 ---- India (21.07.2023) #4 ----Vickykaushal (22.07.2023) #3 ---- Wattpadromance (06.09.2023) Loud footsteps were echoing through the corridor. He was walking towards her room . Flaring nose, red eyes and veins popping on the side of his forehead were enough to indicate that he was furious....furious on her. With a kick he opened her door ,making her jump on her place and turn around. Seeing him, furious she gulped . "Wh..what are you do...doing?" She asked in a trembling voice as he started to take predatory steps towards her. Pinning her on the wall, he caught her wrist in a powerful grip. "This is what you wanted...isn't it? Answer me...ANSWER ME." He shouted at the end, making her flinch. If it was any other time, he would have gathered her in her arms, after seeing her shivering form . But today he wasn't himself. Her speech downstairs made him mad with rage. She remained silent with tears flowing down . "If this is what you want...I will do that. But remember, you will face the wrath of me every moment from now on." Saying this he left her hand with a jerk. Breaking the vase which was on the table ,he left the room while she broke down into tears. "So, this is it..!!" She thought to herself as she sobbed hysterically. **************** It is a journey of two people to discover themselves once again . A saga of love in the heart of the City of Joy. ***************** Hello everyone , I am here once again with a new story. Welcome to the journey of love ....let's see where it takes us and our protagonists.

Secret love and marriage between Cross cousin

Our marriage was arranged. So was our divorce. I obeyed my parents. He obeyed his. At 25, I'm a divorcée. A single mom to a three-year-old. At 30, he's a divorcé. A weekend father. Bravo. ------------------------------------------ WARNING: Mature Language.

The room felt smaller than it was. Or maybe-it was just him. Naina stumbled back as Shiv moved forward. Not fast. Not angry. Just... certain. Every step he took seemed to suck the oxygen out of the air. "Shiv... please," her voice shook. He didn't stop. He looked at her with the same detached focus he used for a police report. "Why do you keep pushing me to this, Naina?" he asked quietly. Her back hit the wall. Cold. Hard. No space left. "I didn't do anything..." she whispered. "You always say that," he replied. His voice was calm. Controlled. It was a thousand times worse than anger. She tried to bolt past him, but his hand caught her wrist. The grip was unyielding-a set of human shackles. "Don't," he said. The word was a final decree. Her heart pounded violently. "Let go..." His face came closer, his breath hot and terrifyingly intimate against her ear. "I don't want to hurt you..." he whispered. A pause. Her breath hitched. "...but you don't listen." Tears blurred her vision. Her body went still-not because she wanted to, but because she was paralyzed. And there was nowhere left to run. 🏅#1 in #policeofficer on 23/5/2026 🏅#1 in #husbandandwife on 25/5/2026

He was iron and ice - A storm in uniform, Duty etched into every breath, A man sculpted by warzones and wounds no one dared to ask about. She was springtime and stardust - Soft laughter in sunlit halls, Dreams tucked between notebooks and a heart untouched by the world's sharp edges. He saw her - once. And the world, so long silenced by sirens and gunfire, began to hum again. He fell first. Not gently, But like a building set to detonate - Loud. Final. Without warning. She fell, too - Slower, But deeper. Into the silence between his words, Into the heat behind his fury, Into the broken boy hiding beneath the badge. Their love? It wasn't flowers and confession's. It was clenched jaws and trembling hands, Arguments that ended in whispered apologies, And touches that spoke of longing and ruin. He loved her like a secret he'd kill to protect. She loved him like a prayer she wasn't sure would be answered. And when they fell - They fell like stars crashing to earth: Brilliant. Beautiful. And irreversible.

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

21 yrs Bhoomi is a fun loving girl and a very kind hearted person who completed her Bachelor in Technology degree and preparing for GATE entrance exam for government jobs as well as for masters in technology which is her dream to pursue and trying very hard to satisfy everyone under her will power. 24 yrs Aakash is an example for a perfect gentlemen who respects everyone and loves his family more than anything. he completed his bachelors in technology and always had a passion to serve the nation and be an IAS officer( Indian Administrative Service ). so cracked civil service exam in first attempt, completed his training in LBSNAA and posted in Uttar pradesh(UP) cadre. Their parents brought them together in a form of arranged marriage and the love blossoms between them in the first meet itself. Follow with me for their rollercoaster journey. what are you waiting for? step in!

Book 1 in the Mismatched Series EVERYTHING IS A CHARADE AND FOREVER IS A LIE. The prettiest smiles hide the darkest secrets. She is his havoc and he is her calmness She is fierce as hellfire and he is composed as a quiet ocean She wants him and he needs her She lives through him and he breathes through her. All rights reserved by naina_writes10