"aap yeh kya- kya k- kar rahe hai " she asked timidly. "nothing just worshiping my biwi,hmmm" he said while wearing her anklets. "b- but ---"she closed her mouth as he warned her just by his eyes not to talk. she was continuously looking at him as he was the most beautiful thing in the world well yes for her ,he is. he slowly kissed her feet as she flinched by sudden touch. "a--aap yeh kyun ,aap humare pair nhi chu sakte " as she finally said after keeping her encourage. " kyun pati hai tumhare ,tumhare pair kya har ek chiz par humara hak hai ,samjhi? " he asked while raising his eyebrows. "ji,p-par---" " ab so jao kafi raat ho gayi kal subah uthna bhi hai , aur maa ne kaha tha ki abhi kuch rasame aur hai"he said while turning to the night lamp to blow off . she slowly laid on the bed as his one arm was under her head and second was grasping her waist tightly as he would loosened a bit she will go away. Tropes:- arrange marriage. sarpanch biwi village 1970's mature content 18+ enjoy reading the story....

"𝑫𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚, 𝒂𝒎 𝑰?" ֶָ֢ "𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔. 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆." ֶָ֢ ֶָ֢ ╰┈➤ ❝𝐇𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲 × 𝐀𝐧𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐚❞ ֶָ֢ . ♛Hriday's bad decisions- so elite! Burdened with emotional scars and haunted by his darkness, yet, in a cruel twist of fate, love turned to ruin when Hriday committed the one unforgivable act that became his life's deepest regret. . ♛Anjana's forgiveness- so unforgettable! A web of deception, hidden enemies, and devastating betrayals threaten not only their love but their very existence. . ♛ Tropes to fuel your romantic delusions ♛ ֶ ✒ Grumpy × Sunshine ✒ CEO × Secretary ✒ Slow Burn Romance ✒ Enemies to Lovers ✒ Rajvansh Royals Romance ֶָ֢ ♛ Will Anjana ever forgive the man who destroyed her? ♛ Or is redemption a luxury even a powerful royalties cannot afford? ♛ Who are the mysterious forces pulling the strings, turning their love story into a battlefield? ♛ And when the truth finally comes to light-will their love survive, or will it burn in the fire of vengeance and heartbreak? ֶָ֢ A tale of passion, regret, and second chances is not just a love story; it's an emotional storm waiting to consume everything in its path. Are you ready to step into the tempest? . Get ready for Amodini's love story, that's as unhinged trends and relatable topics as your feed memes, where every twist is a mood and every moment shouts, ֶָ֢ ╰┈➤"𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙚𝙭𝙩𝙧𝙖-𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣!"

𝘖𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘙𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 [𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗗 ] 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. "Please," I whisper. His touch becomes rougher, and my moans turn more wanton. He makes me unable to recognize myself as he pushes me over the edge. "Arush" I moan as my muscles tighten around his fingers, pleasure rushing through my body in a way it never has before. He smirks, and then he leans in to kiss me, his touch gentler now. He kisses me so sweetly that my heart can't help but skip a beat. My hands run over his chest and up, until I've got my arms wrapped around his neck, the tips of my fingers at his nape. I pull him closer, desperate for more, but he pulls away, the smile melting off his fac "The next time you want this, you come to me," he tells me, his expression hardening. "Stay away from Rohit. He's not for you." I blink in confusion as he lowers me to the floor and cages me in. I look into his eyes, my racing heart beating in a different rhythm than before. "What are you... what are you talking about? " He smiles humorlessly and brushes my hair out of my face, his gaze cold. "If you want to become some rich guy's mistress, then be mine. It's fucking embarrassing to see you flirt with him. If I ever catch you behaving this way again, I'll fire you. No one will be able to save you." My heart sinks, and I look away to hide the sudden pain his words inflict. 𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄 & 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐀𝐇𝐔𝐉𝐀. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝙱𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚎. Sex happened, fight happened, finally marriage happened. This book isn't mine most of the story line belongs to Cathriana book the temporary wife. Don't mind please! [ 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝟭𝟴+ ] 𝗛𝗮𝗽

Hadiya Hafiz was asked by her brother to marry his best friend; Daivik Dewan. Hadiya had suffered all her life and she had no hope with this marriage either. Meanwhile, Daivik agreed to marry her out of pity. What will happen when he gets to know about her wife's past which had nothing but pain? How far will he go to save her from her demons? Will he ever be able to love her or she'll always remain uncherished?

This Story is about Nisha the young woman who is married to a introvert man Vedang they have been married for 11 years she was just 19 when she got married to him when he was 28 Nisha Vedang Vishwanathan she is the wife of Vedang Vishwanathan the rich business man with a lot of patience and arrogance fill in him he is man of words he never takes no as a answer if he wants it has be to his Nisha who was the mother of 3 children she is a very calm lady with maturity but she is lost in the role of mother daughter in law and wife she is woman who is craving the love of her husband she has always been a understanding wife always there to support him she knows he loves her but she wants him to express she was tired being the understanding one

||A south indian cross cousin love story|| 🌸 Note: In certain South Indian traditions, marriage between a girl and her mother's brother's son (cross-cousin) is a culturally accepted and legally valid practice in India. Ezhil x Kayalvizhi Kayalvizhi grew up with one dream, that one day she would marry Arjun. He was her first love, her childhood promise, her everything. Their families had always spoken about it like it was written in the stars. So when the wedding was finally fixed, her heart overflowed with happiness. She didn't care about a big career or chasing ambition. Being his wife was enough. But fate had other plans. Just hours before the wedding, Arjun leaves without a word, making her shattered at the edge of a life that no longer makes sense. In the midst of heartbreak, confusion, and family pressure, she is married off to his younger brother, Ezhil, the charming professor who had loved her in silence since childhood. Kayal enters this new marriage numb and unwilling. But Ezhil never asks for her love, only her peace. He gives her space, encourages her to study, to grow, to dream again. Slowly, through his kindness, she begins to find herself. The girl who once only wanted love begins to chase a future of her own, one her father had always wished for her. One she never thought she was strong enough to build. And somewhere in the quiet rhythm of their new life, shared in silence, in the way he saw her strength when she couldn't, her heart began to heal. She didn't realize when it started, but with every gentle word, every steady presence, every look that held more care than expectation, She began to fall in love again, not all at once, but slowly. Softly. Unexpectedly. Beautifully. Not with the boy she once dreamed of, But with the man who had loved her all along, quietly, patiently, completely.

Two scarred souls. One unbreakable bond. A love neither of them believes in. Meera Sharma has spent her life as an afterthought-overshadowed, unwanted, and carrying the weight of a past that still haunts her. An abusive childhood and a near-assault in university and home left her with deep scars, making trust and intimacy feel impossible. Now, as a Professional surgeon, she's determined to carve out a future for herself-one free from the ghosts of her past. Raghav Malhotra is a man who trusts no one. As the ruthless CEO of Malhotra Industries, betrayal has hardened him, teaching him that love is nothing more than a weakness waiting to be exploited. Discipline and control rule his world-until an arranged marriage shatters the walls he's so carefully built. Thrown together in a union neither of them wanted, Meera and Raghav are forced to confront not only each other but also the demons they've spent years running from. Can two broken hearts find solace in the wreckage of their pasts? Or will their pain push them further into the darkness, forever trapped behind the walls they've built? A slow-burn, emotionally gripping tale of healing, trust, and love that refuses to be ignored.

#1 all INDIA RANK ON 26oct 28 oct 3 march MAY JUNE and many more!! #1 die bollywood warriors cute ISHWASA X MUBARIZ Jab mohobbat itni badh jaye ki wo lafjon me bayan na ki ja sake to koi tareeka to chahiye na apni mehram ko batane ka ki unse mohobbat kitni beshumar ho gayi hai. Bas mahroo hamare bhi lafj khatam ho gaye hain, itni betahasha mohobbat ho gayi hai aapse ki ab appke jarre jarre par hamara nam likhne ka jee chahta h. Apne aap ko aap ko saupane ka jee chahta hai. Aapko is kadr khud me samana chahte hain ki khuda khud bhi aapko hamse juda na kar paye." " When love gets so much increased that it can not be described in words then we need to find a way to tell our beloved about how much we love them that how much we love them. Mahroo my words too felt finished. I love you so damn much that I want my name to be imprinted on each and every pore of your body. I want to submit myself to you now. I want you to diffuse in me such a way that god himself could not be able to put us apart." He again claimed my lips but this time I can feel the urgency, the desperation in his actions which I never felt before. He always kiss me lovingly and slowly but this one was totally opposite. His hands roamed on my entire waist but when he traced my belly button with his fingers a sound escaped my lips without my permission," Ahhhmmm". My body shaking with the sensations and he left my lips only to look into my eyes. Reviews~~~ * his actions are so intense🔥🔥 *Ahhhhhh 🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋 Oops sorry 🐛🐛🐛🐛 *lots of love 💖💖💖to the author ❤️❤️ I can never forget this story. ..... 👍🏻👍🏻 *ahhh aree ariz ❤️‍🩹😭🤌🏻 ek ariz to me bhi deserve karti hu na ??.me good girl hu 🙂 *Haayeeee Bhaisab sharam aa gyi ye pad ke toh *Taking ss of these lines and keeping them in my notes to show my future husband😭 ( or abhi 18 ki hu mein 🤡). These are just too good.✨🌹 *Marry me khwahish💖😘 Give it a ch

"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.

Book one of 'His' series Vihaan Malhotra a successful businessman as well as underworld mafia. A billionaire man who doesn't think at all before killing people. If he is betrayed, double crossed, cheated then he makes people's life worse than hell. But an unexpected meeting with a girl turns his world upside down. But he doesn't know anything about the girl: even her name, But will he be able to meet her again Or will he lose her? Mahi Singhaniya is the only daughter in her family, she gets whatever she wants. She is the princess of both the brothers. Her dream is to become a successful RJ, the whole world is crazy about her voice but she fell in love with someone else's voice. Her belief is that whatever is hers is hers only and if anyone touches any of her things then she does not think of doing anything wrong. She only heard his voice. She has not seen him. Will she be able to meet him again? and even if she meets him, will she be able to recognize him?