⚠️ Mature content only for readers above eighteen ⚠️ Jheel Kumari has been running away all her life. It has always been something to run from ; family problems, daddy issues, bullies, overweight criticisms, dark skin shaming, and.....him. He has been the biggest problem of her life. Him, who ruined everything in her life and.....her. So, like always, she ran but, from him the hardest and furthest. He is her nightmare. Advait Thakre. The son of the chief minister. He has never faced troubles, all thanks to the privileged life he got; amazing parents, wealth, supportive friends, liberty, fame, and what not. He has a bad habit of getting everything in his life.....except her. She is his stubbornness, passion, and madness. Her, whom he wants to accomplish like a challenge. She is his first and only problem. It's a game for both of them. For Jheel, it's hide and seek before she gets caught. For Advait, it's chess, and he is a mastermind of tricks and manipulation, making sure anyhow he wins. Let the game begin. *Not a sweet and simple romance. Contains mature themes*

Ira Verma never imagined her new job would land her inside the cold, echoing walls of the Rathore estate-a mansion guarded by silence, secrets, and the brooding presence of the man she's been hired to care for. Devraj Singh Rathore, heir to one of the most powerful families in India, is feared by many and understood by none. Bound to a wheelchair after a brutal attack, he shows no emotion, no warmth... and certainly no interest in the woman tending to him. At least, that's what Ira believes. What she doesn't know is that behind his still gaze lies a storm-dark, obsessive, and dangerously fixated on her. He watches when she's not looking, collects pieces of her she never gave, and burns with jealousy every time his younger brother dares to flirt with her. But Ira has a life outside this mansion. A fiancé her family chose. A future she thought she wanted. Devraj is done pretending. And when obsession begins to crack through restraint, Ira must face a chilling truth: You can only run so far... when the one who craves you is already inside your world.

"don't act so innocent!!" , he growls angrily "listen Mr whoever you're ... I don't know you!!" , she replied blinking her eyes innocently!! "so you don't remember me ?" , he asked tucking her hairs behind her ear !! "remember...?? I haven't even met you in my whole life !!" , she replied and pushed him away from her !! she slammed the door walking out !! . . . will she ever recognise him or he misunderstood her someone else !! let's see what's there in store of ... "LOST OBSESSION"

Varun is a guy of all the personality flaws and red flags. But his bank card and face card never deny. Anger issues, possessive, obsessive, ego clash, controlling, but he hides all his demons like he's been professional. All of them. No one can see through him, not until he let them. But when Saanvi, a girl whose life is full of colours, catches his eye, his demons roar, groan and desire. Something which he finds difficult to control anymore. He thought he had put a leash around the demons submerged within him, but her innocence is unleashing all the demons upon herself. Sneak peek:- "Varun, stop it!" Saanvi said as Varun only held her tighter and closer. Her back pressed against his front as she struggled to break free from his grip but Varun was already enraged enough. "Kyun? Mere chhune se itna chhatpata rahi ho, jab vo ladka tumhare kamar ko chhu raha tha tab ghin nahi aayi!" He said, his voice a mere whisper and dripping with jealousy as he was too close to her ear. "Kyunki vo mere saath zabardasti NAHI KAR RAHA THA" She spoke back, in a fit of rage, but then she felt Varun's grip loosening. His arms were still around her but they weren't holding her back. She did regret saying that because, she did put on that show for him to react like this, but now he was getting too much to handle. She broke free from his engulfing arms and started walking out of the room but before she could leave, he grabbed the pallu of her saree and pulled her back towards him and tied her wrists with the same pallu of her black saree. "Meri baat ek baar mein samajh mein nahi aayi aapko!" she winced. He kept her tied wrists above her head and delved deeper in the curve of her neck before murmuring in her ear. "Zabardasti toh tumne abhi tak dekhi hi nahi, baby doll" This is a hinglish book. The dialogues will be in hindi and sometimes english. Contains heavy hindi + english smut. Proceed with caution. READER'S DISCRETION IS ADVISED (highly 18+)

Flowing silk dresses. Structured suits. Empty, forced vows. Soft, sweet nothings. Whispered caresses. Bittersweet kisses. Blue, blue eyes. This is not a love story. This is ruination. 🥀 Rosaline Beaumont. A name that once graced every tabloid, a face that used to be plastered all over social media. A girl that had all but disappeared. But now, four years after everything had turned to ashes in her grasp, she was back under the ever greedy gaze of the cameras, the watchful eyes of high society thirsting to watch their darling unravel. Standing at a wedding altar not of her choice, Rose was on the precipice of vowing to spend the rest of her life with a man she hardly knew. A deadly gamble. A hopeful new start. But could something new truly blossom, when the clutches of the past were dug so deep? Could she ever truly move on, when she couldn't close her eyes without dreaming of him? And could a marriage really last, when her heart would forever beat for another? 🥀 Completed on July 5, 2025.

Love comes in all shapes and forms, but Kelly Young had no idea it'd come in the form of her most hated teacher, Mr. Todd. •A Student x Teacher Romance. #1- Teen Fiction (30/04/2021) #3- teenfiction (03/11/2021 #5- Romance (02/04/2021) #1- studentteacherromance (10/03/2020) #1- agegap (11/13/2020) #1- feelings (01/26/2021) #1- teacher (02/28/2021) #1- student (02/28/2021) #1- teenromance (04/13/2021) #2- forbidden (12/23/2020) #5- teen romance (12/23/2020) #55- love (27/02/2022) #41- love (8/4/2022) #52- love (8/4/2022) STARTED: October 2, 2020 ENDED: April 17, 2021

He wasn't just my best friend. He was my architect. Ela Miller is "clumsy." She's the girl who loses her keys, fails her bio-labs, and relies on her genius best friend, Liam Vance, to keep her world upright. When their parents leave them alone for a month during a record-breaking storm, Liam offers to teach her the "lessons" she's missed out on-how to kiss, how to touch, how to know a man. But as the rain pours, the "puppy-eyed" boy-next-door starts to slip. Every touch is too practiced. Every "accidental" encounter feels like a trap. And the security cameras in the house? They aren't for her protection. They're for his viewing. Ela thinks she's the teacher. She has no idea she's the prey. By the time the sun comes out, Liam doesn't just want her heart. He wants her name, her future, and every breath she takes. He's been planning this for twenty-one years. And he's tired of playing nice. He didn't become obsessed because he didn't understand love-he became obsessed because he thought he understood it too well. Growing up, he saw a kind of love that felt safe, constant, and complete, and somewhere along the way, he started believing that this was the only way life could feel whole. So when he met her, he didn't just see a person-he saw the possibility of recreating that same world. And slowly, without even realizing it, his love turned into something heavier... something that needed to hold on too tightly, just to feel secure. She wasn't unaware-she was just never taught to trust herself. Growing up, every decision was made for her, every mistake corrected, every thought quietly replaced by someone else's "better" way. So when he stepped in to guide her, it didn't feel like control... it felt familiar. He didn't take her independence away-she had never really learned to hold onto it in the first place. And when care starts to look like control, it becomes almost impossible to tell the difference.

CLICK ME HARDER He ignored her in real life . But online... he moans her name. Aadhya lives for one thing- her sexy, tall neighbor Eshaan. He doesn't even glance at her in the hallway, but every night she watches him, with fingers deep, moaning for a man who doesn't even know her name. So she decides to makes a fake profile. To Talk dirty and to make him beg. He doesn't know the girl he's jerking off to every night... lives right next door. This is lust. This is Obsession. TROPES • Online Love • Mature love • She falls first, he falls Harder • Love at first sight ... This story contains sex scenes and mature language, so proceed further considering all of this as warning is been given. #1 on #hotneighbour #1 on #onlineromance

"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.

Have you ever wondered about a place where they teach you how to have sex? How to keep your boyfriend or husband happy? Well, this is one such academy. Join Suhana on this journey. I hope you learn with her.