He rules with blood and weapons. She believes in fairy tales and forever. Yuvaan Singh Rathore is a man carved from ice and violence. As the ruthless Nawab of his district, he only knows how to use his fists, fire guns, and settle bloody village disputes with a single growl. He doesn't believe in love, he despises the idea of a family, and he swore he would never let a woman tie him down to a marriage bed. Pankhuri Sharma is a sweet girl who has daydreamed about her wedding day since she was a little girl. Growing up watching the beautiful, deep love her parents shared, she craved that exact same romance for herself. She wants the late night whispers, the soft touches, and a husband who cherishes her above everything else. Then, an arranged marriage binds them together. But the man she marries is nothing like the husband she dreamed of. Will Yuvaan be able to overcome the deep scars of his past and give Pankhuri the fairy tale life she always dreamed of? Or will his violent world and suffocating possessiveness shatter her dreams completely? ⋆｡°✩｡⋆ ✦ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: [ 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 ] ✦ 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐈𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 (𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭), 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞/𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Highest rankings:- #1 in Rajputs #24 in brides #40 in adult-content #1 in generalfiction #9 in Royal She gasped when he cornered her frame to the wall, her front banging to the hard surface and his front capturing her from behind. He rasped in her ear huskily grinding his lower body to her, "Tumhe to main pehle hi chakh chuka hu. Trust me, I haven't forgotten how you tasted." A moan escaped her lips feeling his lips on the seam of her ear. A smirk graced her plump lips which she threw his way and muttered seductively, "Explains your obsession with me, Hukum!" He ground his dick to her derriere retorting in a lustful husky baritone, "Are you sure I am the only one obsessed here?" *** Pulling her veil from the dishevelled bed she wore it over her bare self, running fingers through her hair when his deep husky voice greeted her ears, "Naam kya hai?" Throwing him a gaze over her shoulder she stated, "Heer." Running his gaze over her naked form, he stood up covering his own with the scattered clothes when her slow voice asked him, "Or aapka?" Amusement danced in his eyes at her oblivion. Leaning into her he whispered huskily with a smug face, "Ranjha to nhi hai." *** Entering inside the room she shared with her now husband she closed the door behind her. However, the next moment his body towered over hers encaging her between the wall and himself. She breathed out in anger, "Kya badtameezi hai." Only for her anger to diminish when he raised his hand that held a black gun, his deadly gaze staring straight into her fiery ones. He stated firmly, "Aaj ke baad unhe jealous karwane ke liye tumne hamara istemaal kiya to..." The gun landed inside her mouth shaking her from head to toe, and his voice rang in the room, "To thok denge." ~***~ Six lives. Three love sagas. One story! Join them in an epic love chronicle revolving around hidden secrets, revenge, power-battle, obsession and their passion, their junoon for their consorts.

This is a story of a girl who had a crush on her friend's brother but after sometime she thought it's wrong . So, she tried suppressing her feelings but destiny was having a different plan with them. To know what destiny did and planned for them . Check out the story.

~ABHIMAAN MALHOTRA ❤️ SAMANTHA SINGH~ "Tell me, wifey. You were so eager to marry me, huh? Do you have any extra needs that I can fulfill?" she fumed in anger upon hearing his disrespectful words. She raised her hands only to slap him and shut his mouth from saying more harsh words to her. "Don't you dare think that, Samantha," he said, holding her hands tightly. "Let me go, Abhimaan!" she shouted. "Then, why the fuck did you marry me? You are nothing more than a gold digger." Hearing that word broke her level of patience as she lifted her knee and hit him hard on his member. "You better not use that word again, Mr. Malhotra", he groaned in pain, moving away from her. Abhimaan Malhotra, CEO of Malhotra Group of Industries, is nothing but a definition of Greek God by looks and a walking centre of storm. His first love is his business, and the love that lasts has yet to enter his life. Samantha Singh, a girl who is working for not to live a better life but to save her father's last memory, his cafe, by paying off the huge amount of debt. When the crisis hits her hand and she is on the verge of losing everything, there are hard decisions that she has to make, and that involves marrying her father's best friend's son, Abhimaan. Getting into a loveless marriage was the least she would have wanted in her life, but that's what DESTINY means, right? "Divorce me and set yourself free." Abhimaan's cold voice echoed inside the room. "I can't divorce you, Mr. Malhotra," Samantha whispered, tears flowing down her cheeks. "Then accept that you are a gold digger." His voice broke her heart when she realised that she had already fallen for him. "Yes, Abhimaan, I'm a gold digger," she admitted with a barely audible voice, but enough for him to listen. What will happen if the walls start colliding and circumstances make them stand beside each other? WHO WILL DESIRE THE OTHER FIRST? Read "HIS UNWANTED DESIRE" to get all your answers. [Note: Weekly Updates]

An arrenge marriage tale dating back to 1970s.... A business man and a middle class girl are tied in a bond of marriage, where they accept each other whole heartedly.... One has high temper while the other is soft hearted. Many unexpected things they have to tackle in their journey. Sometime they may face it together , in somecase they may distance themselves. How will they begin their story with eachother? Facing all ups and downs together how will they stand beside eachother ?.... Let's dive in their story....!!! Another reminder Not every 70s story has the daughter-in-law work like a maid or listen to taunt. | I don't own any of the picture I have used in this story, the credits goes to the original owner |

Yet another cliche love story! Nandini Rao, a software engineer, has always been the ideal daughter and an introvert who hides behind her books and her computer. But, she has a secret! With her mind always in work mode, she had never thought of love until she'd met him for the very first time! But fate has a weird way of making sure you get what your heart truly desires! Veer Kapoor has always been everybody's favorite - a good friend, brother, son and grandson! Just like anybody else, he too has his dreams and goals. His biggest dream - his deepest desire, however, is to find his one true love. A deeply passionate guy, Veer has never found anyone worthy of his interest. His brother's wedding turns his life around, and a couple of months later, he's married! This maybe a cliche love story, but sometimes, it's nice knowing how the road goes even if you know the destination already! So stick around and do read this cliche love story for a sweet break from your normal life! Trust me, my stories are never short of any entertainment!

Secret: The most fatal weapon of the mankind. But careful, for it depends on whether you're capable of wielding it. Taranya Chauhan never was. She wasn't ready for the world awaiting her, neither for the secrets it held. But when she was shoved headfirst in it, she knew she had to swim up to not drown. Now it's a matter of time before she finds out who's pulling her underwater and who's helping her on the surface. *Content and Trigger warning: This book contains past references to abuse and child molestation.

This story is about a relationships between a father and daughter. A wife and husband. And 2 best friend. "G-g-go" I stuttered moving back a little from his intense gaze on my whole body. I suddenly felt insecure and nervous seeing his fixed eyes on me. He looked scary. Not hearing an answer from him I started, "I-I'll s-sleep on the couch." There was no way I was going to share the same room as him after what he just did. I released a breath which I held in for god knows how long. Making a move to stand up from the bed, I was walking towards the couch only to jerk back on the bed from his strong pull. His hands were gripping on my wrists making me wince in pain. I tried to get out of his hold but couldn't, he was way too strong for me. Leaning closer to me I tried to move back only to fall on the bed. Seeing my state he took advantage of me by hovering over me, locking my small frame between his hands. An evil smirk played on his lips making me stiffen in fear. His eyes travelled down my body, intentionally I flinched. "Today's our wedding night Jaanvi." Came his husky voice before he nuzzled his face in my neck again. "I'm your husband." He bit my neck making a gasp escape from my mouth in pain. "K-k-kiaan. P-ple--" I begged hold in my tears only to reactive another bit from him. His hold on both my wrist was tight, there was no way I could run. The little respect I had for him died right there. "I'm your prince charming Jaanvi. Don't push this prince away." My eyes widened with tears running from the side of my eyes. My hands which were trying to get out of his hold were numb now. My mouth was opened in shock, his words freaked me out. How will two different souls become one? Follow the journey of two funny, crazy, loving and idiot souls, Jaanvi and Kiaan. From hating each other to falling in love deeply. But did they ever hate each other or was it just anger? { Warning- this book is emotional and funny at the same time!} MY FOURTH BOOK!

Life gives ups and downs to everyone. Some sad memories & some good one. But when sometimes the sad memories are related to a good person, it breaks them.And more when those sad memories are burdened with a guilt. Meet Mihir Malhotra. The youngest billionaire of Asia. He's everything a woman would want. Looks, power, money everything. Got the handsome, charming looks and sharp eyes from his dad Abeer Malhotra, the heartbeat of business world at his time. With those determination & hard work from his mom, Meera Kapoor Malhotra, the fine business woman of her Era. But...even after having a loving family & all the world in his hands, Something haunted him. A past... But what!! And on another side... Meet Isha Mittal. The sweetheart of Baani Bajaj Mittal, the dimpled business woman of her time & The Kabeer Mittal, man known for his keen observation and few words. She's everything a man would desire for! Those long dark brown locks, that dimpled smile from her mother which can make anyone smile. And the cherry on the cake... Those blue eyes from Kabeer Mittal which are to die on. But getting everything on silver spoon doesn't always means bed of roses. It has thorns too! Yet, The main thing is... What happens when these two meet? The opposite personalities with same dedication! Where one is... Well clumsy & lazy, while another is, disciplined and well organized. When one always has a smile on face, while other one rarely smiles. When one is hell bent to never loose, while another one is hell bent to... Make the other one loose. When one speaks just when needed, while another...stops when.. Well she doesn't stop! But, fire can melt ice and water can stop fire. But to gather fire & water... Can it survive? Let's see! Dive down the journey of Ms. Hungry Hulk & Mr. Angry Hulk!

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