Two families. One bond. Three men who would burn the world for her. .・。.・゜✭・..・。.・゜✭・. The Kashyaps and Randhawas were bound by blood, friendship, and loyalty. When Shanaya Kashyap was born.Aviraj, Hriday, and Rhythm Randhawa were just young kids.The moment they saw her, they knew-she was theirs. Too young to understand, too possessive to let go. Years passed. Distance grew. But nothing could sever the silent claim they had on her. Now, they're back from London for their sister's wedding-to Shanaya's brother. For unfinished business. For her. She's no longer a child. She's the woman they never stopped wanting. She fears them. She hates them. But they don't care. They aren't boys anymore. They are men-powerful, ruthless, and unyielding. And what's theirs? They keep. She was theirs from the moment she took her first breath.Now, they've come to make sure she never forgets it. Because this time, the Randhawa brothers aren't just watching. They are taking. ∘°∘♡∘°∘∘°∘♡∘°∘°∘♡∘°∘ 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐌 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐧. please take this warning seriously and then proceed to read!

Avery has always been seen as someone to use and discard. She's been treated terribly for 10 years. 10 years of abuse, 10 years where her step-brothers, Issac and Rowen, had complete control over her, 10 years where her mother did nothing to save her. But now her mother is dead.. And who gains custody of her? No other than her brothers and father who she hasn't seen since she was six. A lot of things have changed since then and who knows if Avery will be able to handle it. Many want her.. They claim to own her.. But only they will have her. ---updates when I can and have the inspo to do so---

Abandoned in the French countryside with two strangers-my new stepfather, Jerome, and his son, Leon-I'm surrounded by beauty, yet utterly alone. But the countryside stirs something reckless in me. Jerome's quiet protectiveness shields me from the world... until his touch lingers too long. Leon's smoldering hatred for me tempts me to rebel... until his feelings for me border on something darker. Both men awaken desires I never knew existed-desires that thrill as much as they shame. Now every shared laugh, every lingering glance, blurs the lines we swore we'd keep. But the closer we grow, the clearer the truth becomes: there are lines not meant to be crossed. No matter how badly we want to. Tags: agegap, erotic romance, stepfather, stepbrother, newadult, erotica, hot, forbidden, taboo, drama, steamy, mature, adult, sexy, sexscenes, instalove NOW LIVE ON AMAZON

Book 1 of SOLD series Rajni, an eighteen-year-old girl, was sold to Srikant Thakur and Ratnesh Thakur, the landowners of the village, who were also known as the cruelest and most dangerous men across numerous villages. Warning🔞: This story is set back to 1950, and contains mature and abusive scenes. Copyright ©️ Anushka 2024-2025. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be copied, reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means-electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise-without the prior written permission of the author. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locations is purely coincidental. Unauthorized translation, adaptation, or republication of this content is strictly prohibited and may result in legal action.

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐧, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦? My ass barely perched on the edge of a desk in this casting studio. My back was arched, my legs bent up to my stomach, my body covered in small droplets of sweat, small whimpers left my mouth as nine inches of pure bliss were balls deep inside me. He was thrusting hard like his life depended on it. Or maybe it did, because he was close. There were only two other people in the room. A camera man and another man sitting on the office chair behind this desk looking at the scene infront of him with interest. He held my fate in his hands tonight. "Come for me, baby." The one fucking me said in a deep yet strained voice. I head movement in the chair and someone ran his hands in my damp hair and lightly tucked them back. My amber eyes met his green ones. My eyes rolled back as I came. His smirk told me he knew who I came for.

'Things aren't always what they seem to be." It's often just a show A curtain drawn to shadow the reality from the prying eyes of the world. In the dim view we all might be of the opinion , money is the source of everything. Yes perhaps , everything. But not happiness. Not peace. The most vital components of one's life cannot be bought. Luxury and security aren't the key to everything and the princes of Udaipur seem to be it's walking examples. Wrapped in every speck of extravagance are the lives of the three princes. Their hearts holding within them mounts of things left unspoken like the walls of the palace concealing mounds of secrets left buried. Encountering these are the three brides of the renowned Shekhawats. Desperately in love with her husband the eldest still clings to the hope of it all changing one day. Distinct is the second bride who has her own evils to fight. The third a perfectly bubbly pie of love looking forward to mend all these broken relations whilst saving her own. Will these young lives succeed in battling the sorrows of life alongside keeping upto the promise of love?

identical triplets (Manik, Anurag, Parth) orthodox, possessive, hot hunks, dominating mens forced an orphan (Nandini) shy, introvert, submissive, beautiful, naive girl into the marriage ... polyandry is the practice of a woman married to more than one men. will nandini be able to love her husbands equally? ranked #1 in baby hubby on 25-October ❤️ warning: this story does not at all contain emotional, abusive scenes. my every story only contain love scenes or lovemaking session 😜.

Charlotte is a Viscount's daughter who is in love with someone engaged. Her love will never come to fruition no matter how much she longs for it. A hopeless forever unrequited love story... My Fiancée Hates Me side story told from Charlotte's point of view that occurs before the events of the main story. Charlotte experiences her first love, first heartbreak, and first tragedy not too long one after the other. My original story not FANFIC! Please BE AN ACTIVE READER and give a star. #4 - villainess

He kisses the corner of my lips one final time before pulling away, forcing my eyes to fly wide in irritation as I see the wicked yet beautiful smirk on his lips. "You can't tease me like that and not continue what you were about to start." I say boldly as I study his face as the light shines brilliantly above us like a casting spell, as though it recognises that this is a magical time between us. He teases, "And what was I about to start, Mila?" I can see what he wants in his hazel eyes, as they have a cast of lust in them, and I'm sure he can see it in mine. He is well aware of what he is doing to me and my body, as well as my want and need for more. . . . 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐚 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐯 She's lived her whole life trapped behind a wall of insecurities. She doesn't remember what it's like to be loved by a family. She's as innocent, naive, caring, smart and beautiful as someone can be. Her only fear being life. She's never known what it's like to be attracted to someone. Something that made her question her sexual identity multiple times. Wondering why she doesn't feel anything for any female or male. That is until she meets them. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐧. #1 - men #1 - rough #10 - bi-sexual #11 - mature #40 - reverseharem #52 - innocent #158 - mafia Started - 01 May 2022 Finished- 02 September 2022 Cover idea & pins - @eroticdesires

One girl, three guys, and a mountain full of secrets.