"Whisper of desire" is a collection of short, mature stories exploring passion, secrets, and forbidden desires. Each tale delves into unique relationships, uncovering hidden emotions and unexpected connections. Prepare to be captivated by these enchanting and provocative stories.

Exactly what the title says - Jikook oneshots. This book won't have a fixed update schedule - I'll write whenever inspiration hits (aka whenever chaos strikes ✨). Expect a mix of everything: fluff that melts your heart, angst that ruins your sleep schedule, emotional rollercoasters, and yes - smut. Top!Kook / Top!Min Bottom!Kook / Bottom!Min Basically, anything goes.

𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋, 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍 - 𝙏𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 "𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪" ──★ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒, 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐃. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘭... 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥. 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐅𝐔𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍, 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. ──★ ❝ "I hate you..." ➛ "But I ruined myself for you." ❞ ❝ "I'll protect you, even if you hate me." ❞ ❝ "You think I ever wanted anyone else?" ❞ ❝ "Keep crying, baby. Every tear makes me love you more." ❞ ❝ "You're the only one who could destroy me like this." ❞ ──★ 𝐓𝐎𝐏 ﹒Taehyung 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐌 ﹒Jungkook (fem-bodied) ──★ 𝐖 𝐀 𝐑 𝐍 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 𝐒 Δ 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 Δ 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 Δ 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 + 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 Δ 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐉𝐊 (𝐡𝐢𝐦/𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬) Δ 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐬 & 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐛𝐢* 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 Δ 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤, 𝐬𝐨𝐛𝐬, 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 Δ 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤, 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 ──★ ✨ 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑 ✨ This story is fictional.

Dakshita Verma only came to the wedding to help out-a simple girl, a schoolteacher at an orphanage, content with her quiet life. But fate had a different plan. On the day of the wedding, the bride runs away. Chaos erupts. Honor is at stake. Reputations on the line. And standing quietly in a corner is Akshit Sinha-a reserved, autistic groom who had agreed to this arranged marriage after much persuasion. But now, he stands alone at the mandap, eyes blank but heart silently shattered. To save both families from disgrace, a shocking decision is made-Dakshita is asked to take the runaway bride's place. Married within minutes to a man she's never met... To a soul misunderstood by many... Dakshita enters Akshit's silent world with nothing but faith. But as days unfold, she finds herself drawn to his quiet strength, his subtle gestures, his wounded yet loyal heart. What begins as an accident of fate becomes a slow, emotional journey of love, trust, and healing. Will this accidental marriage bloom into something real? Or will their hearts stay strangers forever?

_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!

He is the man who is devoted to one woman and for him, he is ready to cause chaos even in the politics of country She is a neurosurgeon who is also a princess and she never heard a No from anyone. He always got what he wants so she made him beg for her attention. She is a girl who can do anything for her family but He is the enemy of her brother. Who would she choose? How would he made her choose him?

"Strip." "Dharsh... please..." "You think begging will help?" "Please... don't do this..." "Strip... or I'll rip that pretty little blouse off you. And trust me, you won't like my way." "Five seconds, Dhwani. After that, you're mine to undo."

It's time to fall for cocky, charming, and handsome Billionaire! Or is it? Anyways, life gives you what you never expected out of it in the mess where you barely exist, not live. It's a paradox that thrills you, shock you and so I got this part perfectly when I crashed into someone who walked past me and didn't give me the second glance. Why would he? I was just the other girl wearing spectacles and not wearing something sexy, and also this man looked like him who left me. But what next? I got him as my boss and then miraculously ended up marrying him. That charming man! Whew! I was shocked too. But will I be able to fight my inner contradiction and love him the way he loves me, shocks me? ••• Arshita Agrawal, 28 years old Mumbai girl works in the biggest multinational company in India. After crashing into someone, who is the amusingly handsome and charming but strange Billionaire, Armaan Oberoi and she has no idea she would see him so soon. But when she does, she madly gets attracted to him still she finds it difficult to forget her past and love him as he makes her feel like her ex-boyfriend, except he's married her and won't leave her. Armaan Oberoi, a 30-year-old billionaire who is secretly in love with a woman he saw years ago but had to get away from her path because she was engaged and happy. But what if he finds her single years later all for him and she has no hint about it? What will happen then with his burning desire to get her as soon as he can? What will he do to make her his in the best way so she can't resist? But is love enough? Won't they face their inner fights and ego? Read to know how and why? Cover by: @AnamAzamchoudhary

my previous record story is move by wattpad so i am going on my smut again 21+ content for Adults.

He's 6'2" of cocky, charming chaos. She barely reaches his chest. He sings like a god, breaks hearts like a hobby, and has a college fan club dedicated to his smirk. She's the quiet one - all oversized hoodies, smudged kajal, and sarcasm. Not the kind of girl people fall for... except maybe him. But they're just best friends. He calls her Chamko. She calls him Rockstar. She builds architectural models at 3 AM. He climbs hostel windows with KitKats and coffee. When the whole college is falling for Aarush Shekhawat, he's busy looking for one girl in the crowd - Amyra Sharma. No one knows their story. Not even them. A story about two best friends who swear they're not in love... until they are. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° Height difference ✔ Late-night hugs ✔ Jealousy & teasing ✔ He sings only for her ✔ Best friends to lovers? Let's see. #ChamkoAndRockstar #BestFriendsToLovers#WattpadIndia