𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫. "You're a psycho, a crazy bastard," I spat out, my veins pulsing with anger. He can't, he can't save me because I'm his. Because I'm not. "You made me that, remember?" His bloodied hand approached my face, sending shivers down my spine as he gently traced my skin from my forehead, down to my cheekbones, and finally to my jaw. His warm blood left a trail on my face, causing my ribs to tighten and my limbs to tremble. His touch was electric and scorching, searing my skin. Hamdan Waseem had always been a soft sunshine in my eyes, but the figure before me now, smearing his warm blood on my face, is still Hamdan, yet a version I never knew. He's a monstrous version of himself, a psycho. "Calling me a psycho is an understatement because I'm much more than that six-letter word when it comes to you," he smirked devilishly, causing my stomach to churn.

Taqdeer - Har zulm ke paar ek narm sa pyaar. He is Omkara Singh Rajput - fearless, feared, and heartless. A man whose name alone makes nations tremble, a Prime Minister who rules with iron and fire, untouched by love or mercy. She is Durga Das Chauhan - simple, gentle, and ordinary. A girl whose world was small, whose dreams were fragile, until destiny forced her into his shadow. Bound by a marriage neither chose, they stand on opposite ends of life: - He, the lion caged by power, ruthless and unyielding. - She, the moonlight, soft and tender, struggling to breathe in the prison of fate. Yet destiny (taqdeer) has its own design. In the clash of cruelty and innocence, in the silence of broken hearts, a story unfolds - of pain, surrender, and the possibility that even the coldest soul may be undone by the gentlest touch.

⟢𝑬𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝑨𝒇𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒔 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 1⟢ #9 in Politics. #1 in Marriage "𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐𝒐?" In the realm of shadows and transactions, where every heartbeat has a price, I, Ahvi Sutaria, exist as the untouchable petal of Ravivai Brothel. Born into a world where darkness dances with desires, my mother's role as the procurer grants me an unusual immunity. Perhaps luck shields me, or perhaps it's a different price, one that no man can afford. Advait Singh Oberoi, a man capable of purchasing anything with his wealth, yet my heart remains unattainable. He's a politician who claims to despise women like me, commodities in a world of transactions. Yet, he's buying me with a cost so high, it surpasses imagination. He may acquire my body and soul through marriage, but my heart remains untouched. A rule etched into my existence: never my heart. 𝑵𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓. And so, he marries me. -Desi Romance.

Khushi meets Arnav in her best friend's engagement party six years after she first met him in Sikkim. As they begin to work together sparks begin to fly between them. The whirlwind romance ends in marriage for the lovers but a shocking revelation threatens to drive them apart. Will Arnav and Khushi be able to resolve all the troubles in their life to and find true love along the way?

Revival of Tara and Ibrahim with a short story

Aryamaan Rajvansh Aryamaan is a man of power, influence, and unshakable determination. Born into a family that commands both the political and business worlds, he has inherited not just wealth but an iron will to dominate every arena he steps into. A formidable businessman, he has built an empire of his own, earning respect and fear in equal measure. Yet, beneath his ruthless exterior lies an obsession-one that has consumed him for the past four years. It started with a single moment, a single glance. Love at first sight. He doesn't know her name, her past, or where she belongs, but that hasn't stopped him. He has scoured cities, pulled every string, and left no stone unturned in his relentless search. Because once he finds her, she will be his. No matter what it takes. Vedanshi Tiwari Vedanshi is simple, beautiful, and elegant, with a quiet grace that draws people in. Shy by nature, she finds joy in the little things, living a peaceful life away from the chaos of the world. Just like her father, she has a deep passion for teaching and dedicates herself to shaping young minds in a small school. She finds happiness in her students' laughter and the comfort of routine, unaware that her life is about to take an unexpected turn. She doesn't know that someone has been searching for her for the past four years. And the day he finds her, everything will change-forever. #1 Pyaar #2 runningaway ( 21/5/25) #6 possession (21/5/25) #3 possession (25/5/25) #44 loveatfirstsight (26/5/25) #26 loveatfirstsight (29/5/25) #7 psycho (31/5/25) #2 stalking (10/7/25)

force marriage, domination, and slow-burn tension is your type... CM × Teacher is waiting for you. "you bastard leave me I hate you.... I hate breathing same air as you." she said. struggling in his grip. That broke something in him. But Devraj laughed darkly, the sound vibrating through her. In one swift motion, he crushed his mouth to hers, the kiss raw and punishing, his lips bruising hers with brutal intensity. Saanvi's world narrowed to the assault on her senses the scrape of his stubble against her skin, the iron band of his arm around her waist pinning her in place. She struggled fiercely, her body bucking against him, fists hammering his shoulders as she tried to wrench free. 'Stop... mmmnn, leave me!' she mumbled against his invading lips, but he only tightened his hold, fingers tangling in the loose strands of her hair to tilt her head back, forcing her to take the invasion. His tongue plunged deep, The kiss stretched on, She kicked at his shins, her heels scraping the gritty concrete floor, but he absorbed it all, pressing his hips forward to trap her legs. 'Please... mmmnn, no!' she whimpered between the brutal presses of his mouth, pain blooming as his teeth caught her lower lip, biting down hard enough to draw blood, the coppery tang mixing with his relentless suction. Saanvi punched his arms harder, her blows landing with desperate thuds against his biceps, but her energy flagged, breaths coming in short, gasps against his mouth. Devraj's free hand roamed up her side, squeezing her hip through the clothes, holding her immobile as he devoured her. Rage ignited in her she reared back to slap him, her palm slicing through the air. But Devraj caught her hand effortlessly, twisting it behind her back with a sharp yank that made her cry out. he smeared it across her skin like a mark of ownership. 'You belong to me now,' he whispered, ____ Continue in chapter ✨

Katie, a young girl with many debts, has a long-term relationship with Blake, a high class young boy. Perhaps the fact that their relationship is at a long distance one, that he has changed the way he treats her, that she's not quite satisfy with him in bed or that her father-in-law has a hero complex, is what has made her now only want to be in this grown up man's arms. -First person POV the first chapters and third person POV ahead.- //TW// This story may contain explicit sex scenes, slight ddlg kink, bad language, violent scenes. If you don't agree with any of those themes, DON'T read it, please. Thank you. -------- ✅FINISHED: 08/29/2022✅

Claire finds herself torn between loyalty and a passion she never expected. Married to Mark, she feels the strain of a fading connection-until his father, Robert, unexpectedly awakens desires in her she can't ignore. As she navigates the complexities of forbidden attraction, boundaries blur, and the lines between right and wrong begin to fade. With emotions spiraling out of control, Claire and Robert are drawn into a whirlwind of desire that threatens to consume them both. How long can they resist, and what will be the cost of giving in? #1 in loveaffair #1 in 18Plus... Do not copy... Cover designed by Temp_Me

In the elite halls of High Crest University, he is feared. Revered. Untouchable. Professor Abhimanyu Chauhan is a man of many faces-one, a cold and brilliant academic; the other, a ruthless mafia king cloaked in shadows and sin. A hacker who commands empires, a killer who hides behind calm eyes and a tailored suit. For seven long years, he's watched Harshita Rathi from the shadows. His obsession. His madness. His future. But Harshita doesn't know the devil is closer than her breath. All she sees is a man she loathes-arrogant, controlling, suffocating. The professor who unnerves her. The stranger whose presence haunts her dreams. What happens when the man she despises... claims her as his bride? What happens when she realizes he's been controlling her world all along? In a world where love is possession, and obsession is lethal- Will she escape the chains of his love, or will she burn beneath it?