Briar Emeralds was not a witch. Although that is what she seemed to most, she was a faerie. But living in a world where the fae were now extinct, Briar knew she must not share her secret. However when she is thrown into a magic school with wizards and witches in the 1940's, she meets a young, cunning and handsome Tom Riddle, who may just want to use her to his own advantage. Rankings: #1 in Dark Arts - 31/10/2021 #1 in The Fae - 9/01/2022 #1 in Lord Voldemort - 4/02/2022 #1 in Tom Marvolo Riddle - 22/02/22 #1 in Tom Riddle - 24/02/22 #1 in Pure-blood - 11/03/2022 #1 in Faeries - 18/03/2022

Warning: Mature Audiences Only! -Strong Sexual Content -R-rated language -Adult situation COMPLETED #1 in Romance on 1/20/21 #1 in Mafia on 2/12/23 #1 in Fiction on 2/21/21 *** DESCRIPTION: The only thing that was mine, the only thing that was truly beautiful in this world, and he will never find me... "How much?" I frowned at the shadowed man, in an expensive looking car. "Excuse me? I don't understand..." realization dawned on me, as I looked at my skimpy club attire. I raised my hands, "I-I'm not a prostitute." I felt his dark eyes analyzing me and suddenly I was aware of the situation. I began backing up, as panic washed through me. "Get in the car." His growl came, and with that, I turned on my heels and ran. *** Calla Levkin didn't want to go out clubbing for her 18th birthday. She didn't want her friends to dress her in slutty attire. She didn't want to be mistaken as a prostitute. She didn't want to be kidnapped and sold into the Mafia. And most of all, she didn't want to catch the attention of Sinister Velkov, the first in command of the Russian Mafia. But life can't give you everything that you want...sometimes life gives you just the opposite. *** Completed on 4/7/18 This is book one in the "I Am Not A Prostitute" series! Book two is "Come Back To Me" REVIEWS: "I have been reading Wattpad books for 5 years, and never have i found a book with so much humor and passion. I have instantly fell in love with the characters. This book is filled to the brim with emotion, action, and SMUT!! I will definitely be purchasing my own copy when it's released on amazon!" -@trinityxo30 "A raw and beautiful piece of art that will keep you on the edge of your seat" -@o0krysralized0o "A brilliantly captivating story. Written by an author that takes her time to respond and care for her readers." -@eirinnobrien "My favorite book on Wattpad, beautifully written, makes me cry, laugh, and scream all at the same time fav book ." -@satanchick

He was the boy who left. She was the girl who couldn't forget. One year. 365 days of silence. That's what Aiden gave Emma when he walked out of her life without a trace. Now he's back, with a darkness in his eyes she doesn't recognize and a pull she doesn't remembers being this strong. What do you do when the boy who shattered your world walks back into it a year later, with the same crooked smile and a million secrets in his eyes? When the old, electric pull between them is stronger than ever. Between jealous friends, a toxic ex, and the suffocating weight of the secrets he's still keeping, Emma finds herself pulled towards him all over again. He's determined to win her back, one stolen moment, one possessive touch, and one heartbreaking confession at a time. But rebuilding a love on the ashes of the past is a dangerous game. And this time, the fire might just burn them both to the ground.

He doesn't believe in God. She doesn't believe in love. But fate didn't ask for their permission. Ruthless. Feared. Obsessively in control-Rudra Singh Rathora never planned to marry. But when duty calls, he makes the ultimate sacrifice: a marriage of convenience to the innocent sister of his most loyal man. Dhanvi was never supposed to end up in a royal palace-let alone as the bride of a man who stares at her like she's prey and speaks like he's carved from stone. Cold. Distant. Dangerous. But something dark is stirring beneath the marble floors and ancestral curses. A forgotten palace. A whispered prophecy. And a voice that calls her from the shadows: "My Rani sa... my darkest desires await your return." As Dhanvi is pulled deeper into a world of rituals, secrets, and power-Rudra finds himself spiraling. Because the one thing he swore he'd never need is the only thing he can't let go of. In a kingdom where love is a weakness and loyalty is a weapon... Can a girl with trembling hands tame a man with fire in his veins? #DarkRoyalRomance #ArrangedMarriage #IndianRomance #PossessiveHero #WattpadReads #RudraAndDhanvi #CursedPalace #EnemiesToObsession #ForbiddenDesire #WattpadIndia

She was lying on the floor, her feets chained with the bed. Her hand on her bulging belly to protect her unborn child. Just then the door creaked open and he came in. She looked up at him and pulled her knees closer to her body and put her head on her knees. He looked at the food plate still there without being touched. He clenched his jaw and crouch down beside her. "𝐿𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑦 𝑑𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑑" She gulped while looking away. Her hands shivering from fear. He fheld her jaw and made her look back at him. She hissed in pain "𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙇𝙤𝙤𝙠.𝘼𝙩.𝙈𝙚.𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣.𝙄.𝘼𝙢.𝙏𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜" Her eyes started welling up with tears as he take a spoonful of rice and forced her jaw open. She tried to resist him but he started forcing spoon after spoon in her mouth. Her tears flowing on her face. As she choked on her food and started coughing badly. He moved away and smirked looking at her miserable state. As she motioned for water he raised his brows and held the glass in front of her but before she could grab it he splashed it on her face as she gasped. The water and tears mixed on her face. He started laughing while she was sobbing loudly. "𝑁𝑜𝑤 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑" Rankings: #1 Jungkook #1 dark stuff #1 black magic #1 park jimin #1 Jungkookff #2 Phsyco #2 FanFiction #3 Crime #3 JeonJungkookff #3 darkff

-- "You think you're so tough hm?" He says, getting closer to me. Both of our eyes lustful, deep and glued to each other's. "I am" I certify the one standing in front of me, our proximity making me nervous, but I'm refusing to show any signs of it. "You're testing my patience, princess." He admits as his hands lay lazily on my neck, I smirk at his sentence. "You're either leaving this place with a black eye or a hickey" He announces. "You wouldn't dare to kiss me." I bark back, his smirk growing as mine fades away. "Try me, Rora." He states, with the goddamn nickname. ---------- !! - It does contain mentions of sexual references, mature themes and strong verbiage. UPDATED WEEKLY!!!!! ---- #1 IN SECRECY (10/18/24) #3 IN COLLEGE (03/20/25) #1 IN HOCKEYPLAYER (07/31/24) #3 IN HOCKEY (10/06/24) #2 IN ENEMIES (03/28/25) #1 IN TEASE (09/03/24) #8 IN BAD BOY (10/06/24) #6 IN ENEMIESTOLOVERS (03/27/25) #3 IN RIVALRY #2 IN FRIENDGROUP

Ruhi Mehta is just a normal college girl. Books, classes, juice with her best friend Ekansh Roy, that's all she wanted. But her world shatters the day she learns the truth about her father's bosses. They are not ordinary men. They are the Rajvansh triplets, Abhi, Abhay, and Abheer. Ruthless. Rich. Feared. The kind of men people whisper about but never dare to face. Men who hate women, men who built their empire on blood and sins. When Ruhi is brought into their company one day, she thinks it will be one short visit. Instead, the triplets see her innocence... and decide they want her. Not one of them. All three. Even if it means caging her, marrying her by force, and turning her life into a storm she can't escape. Her father risks everything to save her, but once she becomes their wife, there is no way back. Life continues, but now with guards, jealous stares, dark obsession, and nights that blur the line between fear and love. The triplets control her every move, hate her closeness with her gay bestie, and burn with jealousy she doesn't understand. Slowly, between threats, punishments, twisted care, and unwanted tenderness, Ruhi begins to see the broken boys hiding behind the monsters. Boys with a past darker than hell. But can the softest heart really love three devils? Or will their bloodstained hands drag her down forever? Three devils. One captive heart. Vote. Comment. Follow. ♥️

" You belong to me " He declared and her heart sank. Her hands trembled as he took heavy steps towards her. The noise of his shoe's heels echoing in the quiet room along with her heavy breath. His dark oceanic eyes stared into her hazel ones with a sinister smirk plastered on his lips. " I am your husband " He said as if to remind her what he was to her. His hands rested on each side of her, trapping her. Her eyes glossed with unshed tears as she bit her quivering lip to hide her fear. " You are not my husband. You're fucking traitor. A sick bastard. " She gritted every word and watched as his smirk widened showing his teeth while he tilted his head, amazed by her courage. He slowly leaned in, his hot breath fanned her face making her close her eyes in fear. He moved his head in the crook of her neck and softly licked her neck before biting her warm skin making her gasp. She clenched her fists on his chest and he moved his head to her ears and rubbed his nose against her earlobe before whispering something that made her legs give up. " Whether you like it or not, you belong to this sick bastard and tonight, I am going to make sure you scream my name so loud that even God will know who you belong to. " •❅───✧❅✦❅✧───❅•

#Book 1 of rathore's brother series The Rathore brothers rule the underworld with ruthless precision, commanding respect through fear and dominance. Their power is absolute, but their hearts remain locked in cold, impenetrable darkness. Bound by loyalty and blood, each brother brings a unique strength to their reign, making them an unstoppable force feared by them ------------------ She craved love, believing marriage would bring her the warmth she longed for, but her dreams shattered on her wedding night when reality proved colder than she could ever imagine. Who defends the queen when the king, her protector, becomes her persecutor? "Tumhare liye mere paas sirf nafrat, takleef, aur dard hai-aur.. kuch b nahi For him, she is his obsession; for her, he would paint the world in blood, ensuring no one ever dares to come between them. "My love for you will outlast time itself, an endless flame that burns beyond eternity." She never forgives, and he never forgets. When betrayal strikes, they turn into a storm of vengeance. "I will carry this hatred with me, even as my breath fades into the shadows" -------------------- The wives, once innocent, now face their beast-like husbands with quiet strength. Through patience and resilience, they learn to endure and tame the darkness, becoming stronger with each silent battle. The world may see them as fragile, but only they know the true battle fought behind closed doors-the battle between love and survival, between innocence and the beast. The truth of their hearts remains a mystery, hidden behind cold stares and unspoken words. ⚠️"This book is not for the soft-hearted. If you're looking for a gentle read, turn away now. For those brave enough to stay, welcome to a world of passion, pain, and untamed emotions. Proceed at your own risk." -------------------- "While many loves entwine in this story, the heart of it belongs to Meera and Yudhveer."

She is just a girl who wants a life where no pain exists but life has another one planned for her. Afsana Bansal was getting married with Isharth Purohit but on the wedding day he was gone. She married her elder brother Dhritaansh Purohit who was mysterious , toxic and rich. She had no idea that her destiny and she was her self claimed by a devil. ---------- Afsana took a deep breath and said, "Can I join college again? Just a month before the wedding, Papa had stopped me from going, but now can I-" She was about to say more when suddenly a soft cry escaped her lips. She immediately looked at her hand. Dhritansh's grip on it had become much stronger than before. He was looking at her without any expression. Afsana quickly looked at him and said, "Dhritansh ji, what are you doing? It's hurting me." Dhritansh replied in the same tone, "What were you saying?" Afsana wasn't even focused on speaking anymore. She kept looking at her hand, trying to free it. Finally, she shouted, "Dhritansh ji, stop it!" Dhritansh seemed to snap out of it all of a sudden. He looked at her hand and said, "I'm sorry, Gulabo. I'm really sorry." Saying that, he gently kissed her palm and looked back at her face. Afsana stared at him in surprise. Dhritansh placed his hand on her cheek and asked, "Did it hurt too much?" -----------