The story is set in ummm.. Wait, this time it's the modern world. A normal girl forced to marry a mafia man with dark past. Very basic, right? Just one detail. The girl is an avid dark romance reader and calls him Sunshine from their first meeting i.e. their wedding day. Oh! And the man? He is the usual grumpy cold blooded male lead who likes his guns, sunglasses and cigarettes but he loves his new addiction more. So let the tale begin.. ☆Warning :This story is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. It contains mature themes (like sex, blood, violence etc). I do not promote anything, it's all fictitious and just for the sake of entertainment. Readers discretion is advised.

Saint Morseti owns his own gourmet restaurant. He is the lead/head chef. With a passion for cooking and baking, he finds peace in producing delicious food. But on his free time. And majority of his time from the past 8 months he's taken a more intense interest. Danika Reeves. He knows it all. Where she is at, what she wears every day, the scheduling of her showers and the days she washes her curly hair. He knows her hobbies, when she gets paid, when she leaves for work, every indent or scar on her body. She was his muse. Well in the beginning. But it became much worse. He is a man who suffers with anxiety disorders. Separation anxiety, selective mutism, social anxiety, and reactive attachment disorder. With a dark past, he thought seeing who she is would do no harm, it would be fun. But now he can't live without her. And she's suspicious of something, but she can't put her finger on it.

Gayatri is the only virgin of the Tridhara Palace's Royal Vaishyalay. She is a dedicated devotee of the enigmatic god Nivarth, the god who has taken birth as the prince of Tridhara Palace. Gayatri's life takes a dramatic turn when she catches the god's attention. What happens when the very deity she worships begins to defile her? Destined for a purpose greater than she can comprehend, Gayatri may hold the key to salvaging Nivarth, the god of winter, from himself. Will the god's dangerous allure consume her, or will her love change the mischievous god's ways?

Cursed Curiosities Collection #1 - | Pandit x Village girl | COMPLETED "This is how it's going to happen," I rasp, my voice dark and possessive as I slide my hands down her body, my lips brushing against her ear. "I'm going to fuck my seed into your pussy, Sukriti, you're going to swell with my child, and there won't be a single part of you that won't be mine." ••• What happens when a pandit's vow is shattered by temptation? Ronav Zanak has always lived by his rules--until he encounters Sukriti Bishnoi. An innocent, cheerful 19-year-old girl, trapped by a curse that isolates her from the world. She's not a broken soul. She smiles through it all, despite the cruel weight of the world pressing down on her. But it's this very strength that draws Ronav to a one-way abyss of obsession. He's determined to resist. Holding on to the vow he's sworn--because one touch, one mistake, and he'll ruin them both. And she will become his greatest sin. ••• Available with English translations. All kinds of media used in this book belong to their legitimate owners. ••• ⚠ 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. •••

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. •••

Cursed Curiosities Collection #3 - | Sarpanch X Socialite | COMPLETED "Cock ring." I stroke myself once, the pressure sharp, sweet, and punishing. "You thought you were the only one I punished, little vixen? I chained myself too. Every time I got hard, every time I thought about you, this dug into me. My cock's been locked in torment since the moment you left." ••• What happens when a storm meets his untamable thunder? Soham Kshatriya, the reluctant ruler of Nandhar, is a man of quiet power, who lets his actions speak and always calculates his next move. Dangerous, magnetic, and utterly unpredictable. He didn't seek love, but when it strikes, it consumes everything in its path. Enter Avani Jadhav. 22 years old Mumbai's high-society darling, is sent to a village she despises for a marriage she didn't choose. Polished, untouchable, and entirely unaware of the storm she has walked into. With just one look, she becomes his--mind, body, and all the fire she carries. His desire binds to her in ways no promise or rule can contain. Soham never asked for her, but now he wants her entirely. And Avani is claimed as his Vixen, whether she likes it or not. ••• Available with English translations. All kinds of media used in this book belong to their legitimate owners. ••• ⚠ 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. •••

[COMPLETE] [IN NEED OF EDITING] "He won't satisfy you like I will darling you know why? Because he's not me and you're not his slut. You're mine" "Answer him Adora or so help me you won't cum" Reid landed a spank to Adora's already sore ass. "R-Reid I can't fuck I can't" he locked his fingers into her curly hair pulling her up continuously slamming himself into her. "Be a good girl for me Adora and pick up the phone" he said lowly in her ear, filling her up. Adora reached over for the phone still feeling her orgasm building up. His hand reaches around her to rub her clit. "Adora baby where are you?" ➪ Adora Rose married to Theodore Hunt one would call him a momma's boy, their marriage is simple, problems she cannot handle. Their sex life is absolutely nothing Adora wants, she learns more about her sexual desires when Theo suggest a sex therapist. But he hires the best sex therapist in the country Reid Romano who introduces Adora to the world of BDSM. Adora fell for his charm even trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could ignore the temptation that came along with it. cover by RoseEmiliaSnape ✍︎︎ highest rankings #1 in therapist !! #1 in bwwm #1 in good girl #1 in affair #1 in secretrelationship #1 in bdsmrelationship #1 in sexual frustration #1 in submissive #1 in possessive #1 in darling #1 in mature #2 in jealousy #3 in ongoing #4 in love

Have you ever read your own history? The culture we come from. The bloodline we were descended from? Even before caste and religion were part of an ancient India there were only two kinds of people. Shaivas and Vaishnavas. But even before them were Suras and Asuras. But have you ever wondered from which of them we came from? The gods? Or the demons? One such story is our 'DESTINED TO FATE' where in all this stuck a girl who didn't believe in any of this but believed only in facts. But what if her blood and ancestry are beyond the facts? Come join the story of 'SHIVALI' as she discovers her roots, god, enemies and mostly love amidst all these.

"What happened to you?" I asked and she looked away from me. "No... nothing" she stuttered I can tell she was crying. "You were crying?" I asked more like stated and she shook her head. "Isha... if you're upset because of what you saw in the morning then you sho.. shouldn't be" I said in the end stuttering. "I shouldn't be?" She asked innocently. And now her eyes filled up with tears. "She is my wife isha" I reasoned and she gives me sad smiled. "So am I" she whispered and tear escaped her eyes and turned to other side making me froze on my place. In those 2 years, this is the first time Isha said that she is my wife. Even I never acknowledge her as my wife. We hide this from everyone. We never behaved nor we asked each other that we are husband and wife and we want rights. So hearing Isha mentioning her as my wife makes me feel something in my heart which I never felt for her before. It makes me feel that I'm standing here with my 2nd secret wife. ******** "Mai bhale hi sirf tumhara nahi hun, par tum sirf meri ho. SIRF. MERI. Mrs Isha Arshad malik (i may not only yours. But you are mine. Only mine. Mrs Isha Arshad malik)" ******** Isha Abdullah. a beautiful 17-year-old girl. She lives in a small village. A village where girl treated like trash. She lost her mother when she born. Her father married another woman cause he wanted to give his daughter the love of a mother. But her fate gave her witch disguise by mother. She lost her father at the age of 12 and after that, her stepmother makes her life hell. Arshad Malik. A handsome kind 25 years old man. Happily Married man. He loves his wife. He married his college sweetheart when he was 23. He lived in Dubai with his wife cause of his business. They both came to their home town for some business but that led Arshad to married Isha. So how they got married and how they will hide their marriage from the world.