Have humans made you lose all hope? Been disappointed one too many times? Have you considered looking for romance with a monster? Want someone scaly or furry to cuddle at night? Crossmatch is what you need! Crossmatch is a dating agency that pairs singles of all species based on the 3 C's: chemistry, compatibility and commitment. Our clients are looking for a lasting relationship and to live happily ever after. This book contains 3 stories featuring a minotaur, a gargoyle and a goblin! Expect smut, romance and a bit of humour. Can be read in full on Inkitt ❤️

____ SMUT 18+ ____ ! I will ruin your ability to walk.... This is the story of Pragya and Abhinav Abhinav singhania raizaada - mafia boss Pragya raj - college girl Prateev - their son Mohit - abhinav younger cousin brother Jaya singhania raizaada - his mother Dev shighania raizaada - his father Sona shighania raizaada - his grandmother Sonakshi - abhinav cousin sister Aakansha - his badi mummy

- "Has he ever touched you?" - "Is that your only concern?" - "That definitely is one of my concerns, doll. Now answer ME." ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ She was moments away from saying "I do" - dressed in pure white and trembling with anticipation until Rex Knight walked in. Her groom fell first, blood blooming like a nightmare across the altar. The next bullet was a warning. For her. He didn't come to stop the wedding. He came to reclaim what's always been his. How dare she stand dressed in white for another man. A mistake. That one he had to correct with a bullet. ❣ But here they are - love drowned in blood, lust laced with history, and only one way forward. ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ She's the servant's daughter. Sweet & untouched. He's the arrogant mafia prince who turned her sweetness into his favourite muse... much before they both could even understand these things! ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ "Marry me. Now," he ordered. She stared up at him, her heart hammering like a trapped thing in his daunting presence, "No... n-not until I breathe," she whispered. His sly smirk widened. How he loved this new side of his little Ela.. his precious doll! ❣❣❣ →Dark romance!! Reader discretion is mandatory X

Aiyana Thakur × Devan suryawanshi [ The story is fictional and have high mature content read only if you are eligible] [ ⚠️Mature content read on your own risk and do not report ] She was beautiful and delicate like flower and fierce at the same time . Apple of her parents eyes . he is wild , dominating, cold but loves only her and would go to any extend to get her She was heartbroken when got to know she was bethroted to someone when she was born but her heart belongs to him . But he was happy hearing the news of her being bethroted to someone but why ? let's unfold the truth together ? How will she get away from this promise made when she was born ? Or will she have to end up getting married to that person ?

Short and Spicy Historical and Royal Smut Stories #Historicalromance🌶🔞 #1 His Thakuraein (21+)

Previously known as "His obsession Her nightmare." 𝓕𝓪𝓽𝓪𝓵 𝓞𝓫𝓼𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼: 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 #2 '•°•𝐆𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫 × 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲•°•' "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐞, 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲?" His fingers dug into her jaw, forcing her to look at him. "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡." "𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬!" she hissed, her voice shaking. A dark chuckle rumbled from his chest "𝐎𝐡, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲... 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝." ¸.·✩·.¸¸.·¯⍣✩ ✩⍣¯·.¸¸.·✩·.¸ He was a man of power and fear, ruthless and dangerously obsessive. Love was never in his plans-until she changed everything. But betrayal turned his love into fatal Obsession, and now, he refuses to let her go. She was a woman too pure for his darkness, too trusting in a world built to break her. And trust was what destroyed her. The man she once admired became her captor, trapping her in a nightmare she never saw coming. Bound by obsession, consumed by hate-will she escape, or will he make her his forever?

"You can't do this" I stepped backwards shaking my head in disbelief at him "we both know what I am capable of Tesoro" he said as he was taking slow but long strides towards me "I don't want this...you can just kidnap me and Marry me while I was unconscious, you psychopath" he smirked at my words standing right in front of me, his face few inches away "I was always clear with what I want baby girl, wasn't I?" Trailing his hand on my cheeks he suddenly grab my jaw making flinch "I always get what I want...nobody cross me" his teeth gritting hard "I always..,always win" Katharina is a simple girl and an introvert who recently shifted to a new place. The new place totally changes her life when she meets a heavenly gorgeous man - "Vincenzo Romano". An Italian mafia boss. What happens when two completely opposite people fall for each other. One's love is as innocent as the first love of her life and for him it's an obsession.

• 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐌𝐂 × 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐌𝐌𝐂 I didn't get distracted. Not by beauty. Not by innocence. And yet, here I was. Watching her. Wanting her. She had no idea that the most dangerous man in Italy had stopped everything just to witness her. I should have driven away. I should have ignored the strange pull in my chest, the hunger curling in my gut. But then she laughed. And I knew I was fucked. Buckle up for a rollercoaster of chaos, comedy, and a whole lot of WTF just happened moments in HBHB-where love isn't just unexpected, it's absolutely ILLEGAL.

-This book moves a bit faster than my usual pace. Some events might feel slightly fast-forwarded, but I've done that to keep the essence tight, the emotions raw, and the story impactful without unnecessary dragging. . . He exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "Roop, shaadi kisi majboori mein nahi ki jati." (Marriage isn't something that should happen out of compulsion.) A bitter smile tugged at my lips. "Yahi toh farq hai tumhari aur meri zindagi mein, Anirudh. Tumhare paas choice hai, mere paas nahi." (That's the difference between your life and mine, Anirudh. You have a choice. I don't.) His expression darkened. "Main tumhari family se baat karunga-" "Nahi!" I cut him off, my voice sharp with desperation. "You won't understand. You've never seen helplessness, Anirudh. You don't know that when a girl has no options, she only looks for survival." A strange silence stretched between us, thick with unspoken pain. Anirudh sighed and leaned back against the bench, his fingers tapping against his knee. "You're telling me you'd marry any stranger just because you have no other way out?" I stiffened. "You're not a stranger." His lips quirked up, almost amused. "Until a day ago, I was." I clenched my fists. "I don't care who you are. I just need to accept this match, or the other option will destroy me." Anirudh fell silent, his gaze steady on me. The playfulness in his eyes faded, replaced by something more intense, more thoughtful. Finally, he asked, "And what if I tell you that I don't want to marry you either?"