Innaya Sen is a soft soul in a hard world. Chubby, quiet, and often overlooked, she is treated like a maid in her uncle's house, where her cousin Nayantara shines as the family's pride. But Innaya doesn't complain. She finds joy in the small things - a good novel, a new recipe, the laughter of her girls at the shelter... and most of all, in dancing and singing. Art is her escape. Through every graceful step and every haunting note, she pours out the pain the world won't let her speak. But nothing prepares her for Raahil Raizada. He's a man whispered about in fear - ruthless, brutal, sinfully powerful. A mafia heir with blood on his hands and darkness in his soul. At a glittering party, he sets his eyes on Nayantara, but one twisted business deal later... it's Innaya who's sent into his mansion. The girl no one noticed. The girl he was never meant to see. But when he hears her sing, when he watches her dance... something in him snaps. She begins to haunt his mind - the softness he doesn't deserve, the light that makes him burn. He wants to destroy her. He wants to cage her. But she refuses to break. As their twisted fates collide, and obsession spirals into something far more dangerous, can Innaya survive a man like Raahil? Or will she become the only thing that could ever undo him?

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

"Dance with me." I looked at Giovanni and his blue eyes stared at me with amazement and compassion. Something no other man ever did before. "I have not danced in a long time Isabel." He smirked as he laid back on the couch and stared at me. My favorite song was playing, and I could not help but to pull him up as I begged. "Please?" That soft plead made him weak. Nothing ever made him weak. He never danced before. This tall, buff, muscular man danced with me and held my tiny self against his strong frame as if I was everything in the world to him. He danced...... Or he tried to dance for me. I giggled as I ran my fingers through his hair as he looked nervous. "Isabel. I must tell you something." He whispered against my lips. Giovanni Fiorelli Mafia Lord. Cold. Ruthless. Deadly. Unwilling to care or love. When a meeting has gone bad, Giovanni thought that he would die in the freezing cold river. Isabel Cielo. Sweet. Kind. Selfless. Beautiful inside and out. Able to love No matter what condition. Never would he have thought that in a world full of demons and monsters, he would meet....... A Saint.

Ashwini Malar, a warm-hearted village girl, dreams of a simple life filled with love and laughter. Kavin Varman, a cold, ruthless CEO from Chennai, hides scars from betrayal, loss, and the pressure of carrying his family's empire. Their paths cross not by chance, but because Kavin believes Ashwini's family was responsible for his father's downfall. He plans to marry her to ruin her life.But Ashwini-soft-hearted, selfless, stubbornly optimistic-slowly melts the stone walls he built. By the time he realizes his mistake, he falls harder than he ever expected... but winning her back won't be easy-hearted village girl, dreams of a simple life filled with love and laughter. Start: 30/11/25 End: ??

" I won't marry you! ...Ge..t out of here!" I screamed in fear. my voice breaking. Ammi grabbed my hand, her grip tight with desperation. "Stop! Don't say anything! He will hurt you bacha!" But I wasn't listening with trembling hands, I picked up a small mirror from the table and throw it at him, everyone's eyes widened. "Leave you monster!!!" Shiva dodged it effortlessly, mirror shattered at his feet, his eyes narrowing. His jaw clenched, He exhaled sharply, his patience snapping, Everyone hold their breath thinking now he's going to hurt me as well. "Shoot her father's leg." "No!" I screamed, DIG IN TO FIND OUT MORE Do not click on this book if you can't handle senstive content.© Trigger warning ⚠️ rape, abuse, trauma, suicidal behaviour, anger , mention of blood , murder. I don't own any picture. All the photos belong to their rightful owners, only the storyline is mine so please don't copy my story, thank you.

Kaushiki finds herself in a deeply unusual situation when Mrs. Mukherjee, makes an unexpected request. Kaushiki, the daughter of a driver who once worked for the wealthy Mukherjee family in Kolkata, the owners of a prestigious bank, had grown up around their kindness. The family had always been generous to their staff, especially when Kaushiki's father fell ill. They provided financial support until she could secure a job of her own. Now a preschool teacher, Kaushiki still received occasional funds from Mrs. Mukherjee as extra support. Deeply grateful, her reverence for the Mukherjee family knew no bounds. One day, Mrs. Mukherjee called Kaushiki to share a delicate matter: her elder son, now the chairman of the bank and married to the daughter of a renowned jewellery brand owner, was unable to have children. He needed a surrogate mother. Wishing for someone known and trusted, Mrs. Mukherjee turned to Kaushiki. Indebted and unable to refuse, Kaushiki agreed but the challenge weighed heavily on her. The man she was meant to bear a child for was none other than Nirvaan Mukherjee, her long-time and unrequited crush. Or perhaps it wasn't truly one-sided because there was one girl who had never left the heart of the great chairman Nirvaan Mukherjee: the young daughter of the driver he used to play with as a child. Follow the extraordinary journey of Kaushiki and Nirvaan as they navigate family, duty and the complexities of love. Updates on Friday, Saturday and Sunday.

Previously titled "The Kadhal Kadhai Publications" He was the forgotten son. She was the least-loved daughter. Together, they might just rewrite fate. Karthik Hariharan was never meant to inherit anything, not his so called father's empire, nor the weight of a name he never asked to bear. While his brother lived beneath the spotlight, Karthik chose silence, distance, and peace. All he ever wanted was something of his own, a publishing house built from quiet persistence and heart. So when his grandmother unexpectedly offers him his late mother's property, it feels like fate finally nodding his way. But there's one condition, he must marry. Karthik hates the idea. Marriage means noise, expectations, compromise, all the things he's spent years escaping. Until Krithika Ganeshan enters his life. His sister-in-law's sister. Confident, unafraid, and far too stubborn for her own good. Her proposal is simple, a contract marriage. Her freedom, his chance. What begins as an agreement soon unravels into something neither can define. And as Karthik finds himself drawn toward her warmth, he also feels the quiet life he built beginning to tremble. Because when the past he's buried resurfaces, Karthik must decide. Will he protect the calm he's fought to build, or the woman who makes him want to break every wall he's ever built?

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#1 in hatelove - 12/08/2022 #1 in business - 25/02/2023 #1 in forcedmarriage - 20/07/2022 #1 in businessman -18/07/2022 #1 in arrogant - 23/07/2022 #1 in contract - 23/07/2022 #1 in rude - 12/08/2022 #1 in generalfiction - 09/03/2023 #1 in deal - 15/05/2024 "This is your check for the first month of five hundred thousand dollars ." She jerked her face to the side as soon as the envelope hit her cheeks. "Wh....wh.... what's this? " She asked stuttering. "This my dear wife, is your payment in advance for being Mrs. Adams. I know that you are a burden on everyone and I am ready to do a charity of giving $500,000 to you every month till the time you are here. I know you don't deserve this , but I had given it in my clause that as you don't work and solely rely on the money of your parents, I will give you $500,000 every month , so that you can spend that on yourself and not try to rob or steal from my mansion." I said I grabbed her chin in my hand and said, "Get this thing , after this night if you dare to break any of the clause from the agreement or try to raise your hand or even point a finger at me, I wouldn't mind cutting off your hand and ruining you completely." Don't let it break you. No matter how hard it gets, Life goes on. This line works exact right to both of their life. Both having their own demons to fight with find it difficult to tackle each other. Join these two souls in their journey of separation or union.

Here's a glimpse:- "Too much Dhruv!" I whisper yelled to him as he is busy thrusting into me roughly, he smirked at me clutching my breast into his hold , my moans erupted fast and desperate. " shh! We don't want our relatives to know what is happening here" he whispered in my ear kissing the shell sensually as I bit my lips to keep me from making sounds. " ahhhh...." I moaned out loud enough for the roof to collapse and came hard on his dick , after a few minutes he came inside me making my toes curl as I felt his cum in me , wiping the sweat off his forehead , he leaned in taking me in a French kiss almost eating my mouth. To find more! You need to dive it!