"Care to play?" I asked, dangling a pair of handcuffs from my finger. He arched a brow at me as I fastened one of the rings around his wrist and threaded the toy through a slat in his headboard. "Just say no, and we can stop all of this right now," I continued. But he didn't. Instead, he raked his gaze over my body with an unbridled hungry desire. He had never stared at me so fervently before, but it was everything I had yearned for and instantly made me wet for him. As I locked up his other hand, I pouted at him. "This is the punishment you get for making me want you," I purred. Then straddling his hips, I slid my hand inside my panties and began touching myself. "Mm, that feels so good," I sighed, stroking my fingers around. Glancing up, I found him intently watching me, an expression of dark arousal upon his face. He bit his lip, and I could feel his excitement growing beneath me as he writhed against his restraint. It was all the confirmation I needed that he was finally mine to do with exactly as I pleased. And I was never one to shy away from a steamy fun time. Best friends aren't supposed to keep secrets from one another but that's exactly what childhood pals, Addison Miller and Vanessa Adams find themselves doing. Vanessa has been carrying around a bombshell that when revealed, threatens to forever change the dynamic that she's built with her boyfriend, Matt Jones and her best friend. But is Addison any less to blame for her own actions? In this game of secrets, who is the real victim? Matt is headed in a downward spiral but when he learns of his girlfriend's revelation, it just might be the thing that finally breaks him. Vanessa's brother, Jake, finally finds love in this enemies to lovers trope. Season Two of My Brother's Sexy Best Friend (Forbidden Love Series) *any sexual themes depicted in this book take place between consenting adults aged 18 and over.

Disclaimer: Mature Audience Only This book is specifically designed to be viewed by adults and therefore may be unsuitable for children under 17. This book may contain one or more of the following: crude indecent language, explicit sexual activity, or graphic violence. Isaac and Jessica were head over heals in love with each other, to the point that they were planning their wedding, talking about starting a family, and moving in together. That all changed when Jessica met, Alexander, Isaac's father. Alexander captivated her body, mind, and soul. He demanded her attention, her love, her innocence until nothing else in this world mattered to her, but him. "Once upon a time I loved Isaac, once upon a time he was everything to me, but over a few short months he no longer meant anything at all. It wasn't intentional, to fall in love with my fiancee father, but I could never regret it. He mesmerized me to the point where I tossed my morals to the wind and prayed for guidance. I craved him, I ached for him, I needed all of him. Alexander was off limits, in more ways than one, but that wouldn't stop the fire that burned between us. Our souls demanded to be one, how could we fight against fate?" How far will they go to be in each other's arms? Read to see how this tragic love story unfolds. "Touch yourself for me," he breathed. With a shaky hand, I slowly moved my hand down in between my breast, venturing lower. My breathing hitched as he spread my legs wider. His smoldering eyes hypnotized by my traveling hand. A soft moan escaped my lips as a brushed over my soaked panties. "Take them off." He demanded. I didn't even give it a second thought before removing them. Handing them to him, he brought my panties to his nose and inhaled deeply. Hungrily he stared at me. Bare and open to his lustful eyes. "Please," he begged. UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING/REVISION. -I do not own the rights to these images. © Copyright all rights reserved

#Book1 in Mafia Romance Series 𝓓𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷: To all the girls out there who secretly wish for a morally grey man to turn their world upside down. ──────── ୨୧ ──────── Veeranshu Singhaniya: His name alone is enough to send shivers down the spines of his enemies. CEO of the Singhaniya Group and the formidable head of the Phantom Legion Mafia, Veeranshu fears no one-except his mother. A ruthless perfectionist with a commanding presence, he values his family and siblings deeply, though his love is often masked in discipline. In his world, love is a distraction-until it isn't. If he sets his eyes on something... or someone... he will make them his by any means necessary-hook or crook. Akshara: An orphan girl with a heart full of innocence, kindness, and quiet dreams. Akshara is the embodiment of grace and gentleness. Living under the roof of cruel relatives who treat her like a burden, her only solace lies in painting and dancing. She's a college student struggling to find a job and a way out. But what happens when her path crosses with the most dangerous man of the underworld? Will she manage to escape the dark pull of Veeranshu Singhaniya, or will she become his most prized possession-forever trapped in the cage of his obsession?

❝𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒕, 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚?❞ _____________________________ Sidharth never wanted this marriage. Trapped by circumstances and haunted by a past he didn't want to face, he told himself it was only a duty. But Noor-silent, simple Noor-was something he couldn't ignore. Her presence stirred something in him, her quietness louder than his own chaos. She never asked for anything, yet she made him face the parts of himself he wanted to forget. And as his walls started to fall, he hated that he wanted her-that he needed the warmth of someone he was never meant to have. As time went on, He began to behave in ways that were antithetical to his initial intentions. He found himself doing everything he had once vowed never to do with his wife. He became the very husband he had despised. He started to crave more, an insatiable desire that gnawed at his soul for her. And then nothing seems to satisfy his aching soul other than his arranged wife's one smile. ●An Indian arranged marriage romance. #Book-1 in #His bride series. (A standalone book) ●Bᴏᴏᴋ ɪs ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ Dᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪɢʜʟʏ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʟɪɢʜᴛ BDSM. (Have a lot of grammatical and spelling mistakes.) ╰┈➤Started on: 28 April 2024 Author♥️

"I wish I had never met you!" Deepika's voice echoed across the classroom, each word a dagger to my heart. "Excellent! At least we finally agree on something!" I fired back, even as a tear betrayed the storm of emotions within me. With those final, stinging words, Deepika stormed out, leaving a heavy silence in her wake. The classroom felt like a graveyard, and I stood there, rooted to the spot, desperately wishing I could chase after her and demand the truth. Maybe letting her go was the right choice. Perhaps this is meant to be my unfinished love story, a tale of what-ifs and almosts. ✨ No Deepika. This can't be his bike. Not Arjun's. But I couldn't deny what I saw-the familiar brown Royal Enfield, now twisted and crushed. My heart hammered as I circled around, hoping, praying it wasn't true, until my gaze landed on the number plate: TN56 0809. Arjun's bike. Deepika! Stop imagining things! Arjun would be fine! I felt the world shift, the noise around me blurring into a single, deafening hum. Ambulance and police sirens echoed, and a stranger's voice broke through: "Two boys. Spot dead. College students." I clutched my chest, gasping for air as reality slammed into me. "Arjun..." I whispered, barely holding myself together. Tears stung my face as I sank beside the wreck. "No, Please, No!" My voice cracked as the weight of regret settled in, suffocating me. ✨ Ex-Crush: More than just a crush, but a little less than love. ✨ Arjun and Deepika were hopelessly in love-only they never realized it. Will they find their way to each other, or will their love story remain forever unfinished? ✨ Join Arjun and Deepika on a journey back to those dreamy college days-days where every moment felt eternal, love was unspoken yet ever present, where friendship bloomed like wildflowers, offering a sanctuary from the harsh winds of reality. Come, wander with them through the corridors of college days, where the echoes of laughter still linger. (Comp

She sought revenge on her ex-fiancé but found a love that changed everything. ( Completed book is in final editing stage. Please be kind. The book is still being edited.all rude comments will be deleted.) Best Rankings ☆ #1: Billionaireromance (2/19/25) ☆# 3: Revenge (2/18/25) ☆#1: Fallinloveagain (3/1/25 - 3/2/25) ☆#2: Cheating (3/1/25) ☆#1: Top 10 in the U.S (#lovestory) - (03/02/25) ☆#2: Billionaire (3/17/25) ☆#2: fallinginloveagain (3/21/25) ☆#1: choices (4/13/25, 05/31/25)

|𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐬 - 𝐈𝐈| 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 "Khwaab to tum ho hi. Haqikat mein badalne ka junoon hai." She had known him for 14 years, been in love with him for 4 years and dated him for 4 months. Everything about them has always been 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯. She was just the daughter of the dead butler and he was the billionaire heir. Love blooming in the forbidden lands doesn't survive easily, everything in the surrounding is poisonous, ambushing to crush it down. Especially when you fall for the 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 mistaking him for a gentleman, every door of escape shuts down, no matter how far you run. 𝗔𝗽𝗲𝗸𝘀𝗵𝗮 𝗞𝗮𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗵 wasn't new to the feeling of being unwanted and neglected. However, her patience wore thin when her mother started to push her to agree for a marriage she doesn't want, where she would be nothing but a 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍. In her desperate urge to break through all, she didn't realise she had just landed herself in a perfectly laid__ 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒑 ? There's always an unspoken rule; you don't poke the 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 by going after his woman. That's the sin his enemies committed and now they must bear the consequences. Nothing can stop him now. He had her once, lost her twice and now he wants her back. 𝗩𝘆𝗼𝗺 𝗦𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗶 had been a gentleman for far too long. Not anymore. The 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 is finally set to step out of the disguise and claim what is 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 his. 𝐹𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 wasn't their fate. Or was it ? ❌ No Cheating Trope ❌