"You think you're a ghost in these halls, Aurora, but I have memorized the frequency of your breath. Go ahead-run. But I am the horizon; no matter how far you go, you are still within my sight. I will dismantle every version of a life you've built without me until the only thing left for you to lean on is my shadow. You aren't just a part of my world; you are the pulse I use to measure it." - Evander Laurent __________ In the hallowed, gothic halls of Ardencrest University, being a 'Ghost' is a survival strategy. Scholarship student Aurora Lane knows the rules: stay invisible, protect her brother, and avoid the gaze of the Elite. But she made one fatal mistake. She was noticed by the Crown Prince. Evander Laurent doesn't just lead; he possesses. He is a mastermind who views people as chess pieces, and he has decided that Aurora is his most prized prize. He doesn't want her heart-he wants to be the very air she breathes. He is systematically isolating her, tearing down her world until he is the only thing she has left to hold onto. In a game of psychological warfare and dark obsession, Aurora must decide: will she break under his control, or will she learn to rule the shadows he created? He's not just watching her. He's rewriting her reality. ____ "The Crown Prince |18+" is the first book in the Princes of Ardencrest Series

warning: MATURE CONTENT "Sugar" Check "Toothpaste" Check "Books" Check . . . . . . . . "A packet of rice" Check "Fine. So we have bought everything that was in the list. Let's go" I said grabbing his arm to make him walk. But he didn't even move a bit. I turned back to look at him. He was looking at me with his usual puppy face. I smiled and moved close to him. "What happened?" I asked him politely. "I think we are forgetting something. We need to buy something else also" he said making a face full of childish expression. I didn't understand what is he talking about. I checked the list again. "No, we have not forgotten anything." I told him. " We have forgotten condoms" he said bluntly. My eyes went wide. "What are you speaking? We are surrounded by people. We are in supermarket and you're speaking so loudly about this." Scolded him in a low voice. He just laughed. "What is there not to talk about? Everyone knows about it, buys it and even use it." He said whispering the last part. I looked down. Sadness was visible on my face. "What happened, aru?" He asked touching my cheek with his knuckles. "You always think about sex. Why don't you behave with me romantically more often?" He holds my face in his palms and made me look at him. " I have falling in love with you the way I have never fallen before. You are the one and only person in this whole universe who matters to me. you have the ability to take the best version of me out of myself. You are the only one who can push me to my worst version. You are on my mind and in my soul every single moment." He said with lots of sincerity. I could just smile and blushed at his words. "Now, can we add condoms to the bucket list? Please."he said returning to his lover boy mode again.

☘︎ 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰 𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑪𝑶𝑴 "𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝑪𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒌𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒌 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒊-𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓,𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒐𝒔" 𝑺𝑨𝑵𝑨 𝑨𝑮𝑨𝑹𝑾𝑨𝑳 , all she ever wanted was a place to call her own. As the eldest daughter of a loud, loving joint family in Dehradun, she's spent her life putting others first-until one day, this girl who was sunrise in human form-glowing with old Bollywood songs, her jhumkas chiming like temple bells, and her chai always had that extra spoon of sugar to match the drama in her day, dares to put herself first and buys a cozy little house in Delhi. Her dream home. A space without constant knocks on the door, unsolicited advice, or shared cupboards. Except-plot twist-it's already been sold. To 𝑲𝑨𝑰𝑹𝑨𝑽 𝑨𝑯𝑼𝑱𝑨 . The overly logical, emotionally constipated NRI from New York, the one who cursed mornings but still showed up-clutching a cup of black coffee with zero sugar as bitter as his overactive mind, noise-cancelling headphones on and wearing sarcasm like cologne, has returned not for a vacation-but for a memory, to buy back the house where he grew up, the house that once belonged to his parents, divorced parents. For him, it's not just property-it's a piece of his childhood. Now what ? Both have legal papers. Both want the house And neither is willing to leave. So what do they do? Exactly what any two stubborn people would do- They stay . Together . Become accidental housemates 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 the Mr.Fraud seller is found. And then? let's just say-𝑩𝒂𝒂𝒕 𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒂𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒊 , 𝒑𝒂𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒍 𝒕𝒂𝒌 𝒋𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒆- Because sometimes the wrong house can yo

Su Qinglan, a survivor from a brutal apocalypse where she once fought a zombie king, suddenly finds herself transported into a strange beast world. She awakens not in her own body, but in the body of another woman with the same name-a notorious, lazy, spoiled, and cruel tyrant hated by everyone in her tribe. The original Qinglan had bullied others, chased after men, and ruined her reputation so badly that no decent male wanted anything to do with her. Now stuck with this body and its terrible image, the new Qinglan quickly realizes that while this world is bizarre, it is still better than starving in the apocalypse-at least there is food and stability. However, the social system here is completely different: men are powerful beastmen (like tigers and snakes who can transform into humans), and women are expected to have multiple husbands. Unfortunately, due to the original Qinglan's behavior, she has already scared away all suitable partners. As she tries to navigate this unfamiliar world, Qinglan encounters dangerous yet attractive beastmen, including a dominant tiger man who casually carries her off and a terrifying serpent who transforms into a strikingly handsome man. These encounters leave her shocked, flustered, and struggling to adapt to the bold and instinct-driven nature of beast society. Tall, strong, dangerous... And apparently, every beast woman was expected to have several husbands. Despite the chaos, Qinglan relies on her survival instincts, sharp tongue, and determination to start fresh. A mysterious system suddenly activates within her, hinting that she may gain special abilities to help her survive and thrive. Rather than despair over her situation, Qinglan decides to embrace her new life. With her resilience and wit, she resolves to overcome her bad reputation, adapt to the beast world, and live boldly-no matter how strange or challenging things become. ✍️ Violet_Melody99

SHIVANSH RAWAL:- He loved her since his childhood but was fooled and told that he can't love her, they didn't have any future. But now when he has become the Lord of the mafia and has the power to get what he wants, he is after her. He wants her. He will get her ISHANVI RAJPUT: - After losing her mother the only thing she wanted is her father's love, she yearned for it and when she is about to get it, her childhood love has returned, the feelings which she had buried till now have risen but the twist is she has to choose between her father or his love. Will she accept His love, which will make her feel loved, which will make her nightmare go away or her father's love which she longed for years? Ranking:- #1- slowlove #1- madlove #1- childhoodlove #2- yearn

Everyone believes Kim Taehyung-the ruthless young billionaire lives alone. But the world doesn't know his biggest secret He has a hidden wife Jungkook Soft-hearted. Gentle. A boy Taehyung loves more than his own life. For 5 years, Jungkook has lived quietly inside a private villa...because Taehyung claims the world is too dangerous for him But everything changes When Jungkook runs away, the monsters from his forgotten past capture him- forcing Taehyung to reveal the truth he swore he'd protect. A truth that could destroy them...or bind them forever. Love. Lies. Danger A secret marriage that was meant to protect-turns into a war they must survive together. Because in a world full of enemies Jungkook is Taehyung's only weakness...and his greatest reason to fight --------- Themes/content Protective, obsessive love from Taehyung (Top) Vulnerable, emotional, submissive Jungkook (Bottom) No cheating, no skinship with others Mpreg Intense possessive love Emotional and physical intimacy only between them Slow burn leading to passionate and sensual mpreg scenes Deep emotional dependence: Jungkook emotionally softens Taehyung, Taehyung protects Jungkook fiercely Erotic scenes (smut) only between Taehyung & Jungkook Themes of trust, sacrifice, and protection

My Husband Is a Psychopath I am Anya Frances Von Hemsworth, born into power, wealth, and a life of freedom I had no intention of surrendering. But my parents had other plans. My marriage was arranged long before I understood what the word promise even meant- and the man waiting at the end of that promise is Nicholaus Henrik Vlatislov, a rising Soviet Army General... and the future President. I was Mischief. Reckless. Chaos. He was Discipline. Silence. Control. We were never meant to mix-until we were forced to. And marriage to him? It was supposed to be political. Practical. Not the beginning of my own personal nightmare. Because Nicholaus Vlatislov is not a normal man. One night, I saw him standing at the end of the hallway- his uniform soaked, his face dripping with blood. He smiled at me... that slow, terrifying, predatory grin. I blinked- And he was gone. Was it real? Or am I slowly losing my mind inside this cold, suffocating mansion? My life after the wedding becomes a prison made of marble and silence. No parties. No alcohol. No friends. No chaos. Just a dangerously calm husband who watches everything... and ignores my reckless acts as if he's waiting for me to break. But the more I try to escape him, the more I realize something horrifying- Nicholaus isn't ignoring me. He's studying me. Because the General of the Soviet Army did not marry for politics. He married for possession. Obsession. And for reasons darker than I'm prepared to understand. And now... my heartbeat doesn't belong to me anymore. It belongs to my husband- the psychopath I was forced to love.

It began with a forced marriage, nothing more than a carefully arranged transaction. It's cloaked in tradition and wrapped in the heavy expectations of two powerful families. There was no love, no romance just beginning with only obligation. Two souls were bound by pressure, not passion. One of them was young,naive, gentle, and barely old enough to understand what marriage truly meant. He didn't grasp the complexities of being a spouse. But he knew one thing with certainty that he was now part of this family. The Kim household was now his forever. Kim Aunt and Uncle became Mom and Dad. And his "hyung" the man he once looked up to like his favourite older brother was now his husband. But for that husband, this arrangement was nothing more than an uncomfortable compromise. He hadn't married out of love. To him, this boy was a child even a younger brother he had once protected, not a partner to desire. Yet, days passed... and something changed. The innocence he once saw began to awaken something darker within him. A slow, simmering obsession grew first with the boy's beauty, then with his body. Their nights became heated, his desire consuming. What was once affectionless turned into lust, then into obsession. What will happen when the sex obsessed man realised that his addiction for his partner is not just attraction over body, it's love for his soft Patel like innocent wife!!! Wasn't it too late to understand? Let's find out together. 𝑻𝑨𝑬𝑲𝑶𝑶𝑲 🔝𝑻𝒐𝒑 𝑻𝒂𝒆 🐯 ⬇️ 𝑩𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒎 𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒌 🐰

At the top of the city stands a hospital built on legacy, silence, and impossible expectations. Kim Taehyung was raised inside its walls. A surgical prodigy, beautiful and untouchable, heir to a name that demands perfection. His hands never shake. His voice never rises. Grief taught him control, and control became his armor. In the operating room, he is precise, fearless, almost inhuman. Outside it, he is closed glass, reflecting the world without letting it in. Then Jeon Jungkook arrives. New. Alexithymic . Brilliant in ways that do not announce themselves. He speaks rarely, and when he does, he speaks only truth. He sees patterns others miss, hears what machines cannot say, and feels the world too loudly to pretend otherwise. He does not flirt. He does not soften. He does not know how to name what happens inside his chest when Taehyung stands too close. Their connection is not loud. It is surgical. Silence stretches between them like a held breath. Hands move in perfect sync. Eyes linger one second too long. Jungkook learns Taehyung's rhythm before he learns his smile. Taehyung learns Jungkook's tells before he learns his fears. "You disrupt my thinking," Jungkook says once. It is the closest thing to a confession either of them has ever known. In a place where mistakes cost lives and emotions are liabilities, desire becomes dangerous. Love is not soft here. It is restraint. It is trust. It is choosing not to cross a line even when every instinct begs you to. Because some fires do not roar. They burn steady, quiet, and consuming. And when glass finally cracks, it does not shatter gently. Top Kook Bottom Tae