Jiya Tripathi came to attend her cousin's wedding but in a twist of events, she became the bride. Now trapped with a grumpy zamindar and his unpredictable family, will she fall in love or convince him to leave her? ◖Age Gap ◖Desi Erotica ◖Soft Romance ◖Slow Burn Romance ◖Forced Marriage ◖Suspense

Cursed Curiosities Collection #2 - | Tandav Dancer X His Fan | COMPLETED "I'm going to carve myself into you," He growls, his hands gripping my thighs as he slams into me, the car shaking with each brutal, punishing thrust. "I'll touch you, fuck you, make you beg for more until you can't remember where you end and I begin." My body arches against his, fingers digging into his biceps as he pushes me deeper into the leather, fucking me relentlessly. ••• What happens when the fire of Tandav awakens an insatiable hunger? Omaksh Aghori is a master of the ancient art, a celebrated Tandav dancer, a feared perfectionist, and a man who needs no one in his tightly controlled world-until Muskan Singh dances in it. A soft-spoken, 20-year-old dreamer, who dances with a quiet grace and has dreams larger than life. She never imagined she'd become the object of obsession for the very man she idolized. For Omaksh, one look is all it takes to chain his darkness to her light-and it's game over. He didn't seek her. But now that he's found her, he'll stop at nothing to make her his, in every sense of the word. And Muskan? She doesn't realize it yet, but she's already become his nymph. ••• Available with English translations. ••• ⚠ WARNING : This story contains mature content including strong language and depictions of violence that may not be suitable for some readers. Reader's discretion is advised. •••

"Just let me take care of you," Alexander says as his hand moves across my thigh, his legs holding me in place on the couch. "I can't, it's too much-" I go to move his hand, but another set of hands stop mine. The rings and veins make it obvious who it is. "Enzo, please," I whine quietly. "Be a good girl and sit still. You need a release, baby. Do you want us to make you cum, or Vince?" It was then that I look over to the armchair in the corner, a silent set of eyes sweeping along my body before raising to my eyes. Vince. _________________________________ Ellie Taylor was strong. A 20-year-old college student with two full time jobs and being forced to take care of her younger brother, Eddie, it was fair to say that she was exhausted. She needed someone to take care of her, but would she let anyone in long enough to take control? The A.V.E Brothers. Not actually brothers, but business partners and friends. Alexander Marcello, the professor. Enzo Romano, the CEO. Vince Grey, the Bodyguard. They were bored of their easy and lonely lifestyle, and needed to have a challenge; something new. They craved control. Would they be able to keep someone around long enough to relinquish their control?

One temple visit changed everything. Kriti never expected to become a mother overnight-or to live as someone she never imagined. But when love grows beyond a contract and a child calls her mumma, she must choose between walking away or embracing the life destiny forced upon her. The Goddess's Blessing is a dramatic journey of identity, love, betrayal, and a second chance at becoming who she was meant to be.

In the ancient era , in the early 19th century peace is held together by a sacred law: brothers must marry one woman-one soul shared, one heart bound-to prevent power struggles that once shattered the realm. When the innocent and beautiful Aradhya is captured by an old man thrice her age for marriage, her fate takes a dramatic turn. Two powerful thakur brothers, Thakur yatharth-the cold, calculating war strategist-and thakur yashraj -the charming, ruthless protector-defy the rules and tradition to save her. By ancient decree, saving her means claiming her. Now, she is not only under their protection-but their shared bride. What begins as a duty quickly turns into something far more dangerous. To yatharth, Aradhya is the key to controlling his darker urges. To yashraj , she is the light that anchors his chaos. And to Aradhya these two opposite souls become the only safe harbor in a world full of hidden daggers and whispered threats. But being bound to two royal obsessions comes at a price. As palace intrigue thickens and old enemies rise from the shadows, Aradhya must learn how to wield the power she never asked for-because in this twisted game of loyalty, obsession, and law, love might be the most dangerous weapon of all.

When a girl gets a complete makeover, the hot guy is supposed to start liking her. Not Forrest Stephens. He merely gave me a once-over, said "nice outfit", and walked right past me. Maybe being his friend was the problem. But now that other guys started noticing me, he's gotten protective-demanding I don't date them without his permission, and touching me in ways that makes everyone think I'm off-limits. · · ─ ·✶· ─ · · "Spencer," his caress over my name brought the smallest blush, the events of last night flashing through my mind like a movie. His knuckles brushed my cheek. Angling his head, he studied me, eyes narrowing in a way that was uncomfortably critical. "You're blushing," he noted. He was so close I caught a whiff of his wintergreen gum. In that moment I wanted to disappear. "I'm not," I denied. "You are," he countered, leaning in. "Your cheeks are pink. You're not into me-are you?" 𝚃𝚘𝚙 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: #1 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚢 #1 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛

In Bangalore's bustling Koramangala, best friends Tharak and Raj-both orphans-pose as a married couple to escape "families only" rentals. Soft-featured Tharak, guided by friend Meera, slips into elegant homewear, homemaking, and delicate piercings, slowly blooming into graceful Thara. As tender physical changes mirror growing feelings, kitchen hugs linger, and a gifted red saree ignites unspoken desire. What begins as pretense becomes their deepest truth: a real home, a real love, wrapped in six yards of crimson silk. A gentle, slow-burn queer romance of identity, belonging, and found family.

From losing my mom at a young age, to foster care, and being on my own, I've always been alone. Never having anyone, but my own company to keep. I kept myself within the lines, never crossing it, but the one time I decided to step over the line, I found myself 5 months pregnant with my mysterious one night stands son. I've always believed in fate and deep down, I knew this pregnancy was a gift. Instead of hunting down my son's father, I'm letting it up to fate. If it's meant to be, we'll meet again. This is the second book to My Safe Place, but it can be read as a complete standalone. Tropes: one night stand pregnancy, single mom, second chance, found family, strangers to friends to lovers, little to no mafia Trigger Warning: involves kidnapping, no ow/om drama, a little bit of consented sexual degradation, will have a HEA

Set in modern-day Jaipur, India, this is a slow-blooming romance between Aarav Mehra, a young widower and wealthy businessman, and Meera Sharma, a shy, soft-spoken woman with a difficult home life, forced into an arranged marriage with him for convenience. Haunted by his late wife's memory and overprotective of his 1-year-old son, Aarav sees Meera as nothing more than an opportunist. Meera, however, falls quietly and deeply for him - not for his wealth or power, but for the glimpses of pain, loyalty, and tenderness he keeps hidden. Their bond begins at the office, but truly takes root in the family garden, where Aarav's mother often brings the baby - and where Meera starts forming a gentle, maternal connection with the child, unknowingly healing parts of herself along the way.

#4 in the Doctor series When are you divorcing me?" He did nothing but stare in shock, surprise, and something else-which he shouldn't-yes, he shouldn't feel hurt. There is no vitality or existence in this relationship, and we are drifting like two birds with no destination. "You seem to be in haste to get rid of me?" he questioned otherwise. "It's better for both of us... I mean for three of us. I feel bad that instead of knowing you love someone else, I married you. Maybe if I tried to speak with Dadu, he would have understood it. He would have been angry but knowing that his children's happiness lies in someone else, he could have understood it sooner or later." I thought this wedding wouldn't affect me. I will mind my job but know things have changed. I... I started to love him which I can't say to him. He will never leave the girl he was in love with for 3 years for a relationship of 10 days and that's me. "Can you be without me?" I perceived a drop of rain falling on me I don't know why did he ask me that. And from where this question came? Maybe I will be shattered into pieces, Ekansh. But I acted most weirdly. I laughed at him. "You are saying as if we have been together for years. Come on Ekansh, I am not a love-sick girl." He caught my wrist gently and made me stare at him. "Then, I will divorce you very soon!" He muttered against my face and he sounded angry again. *** Bond to him streams about the couple whose wedding was fixed by their elders when they were kids. Growing up, their thoughts, views, and interests drastically changed. They were on different paths in life. Neither of them was fond of each other until the topic of the wedding was brought up.