"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.

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

🏆Petals and Pages Award: Winner (Best Short Story)🏆 🏆Inked and Unwritten Award: 2nd Place🏆 🏆Grand Fiction Award: Shortlisted🏆 When a call from police brings the news of a friend's sudden death, Ruhi and Aarush are pulled into a spiral of grief, betrayal, and secrets. As love and obsession blur into one, they must decide how much truth they can carry, and how much lies are to bury forever.

"Fake relationships are easy." At least that's what Shreyas Iyer and Jemimah Rodrigues thought. One contract. A few public appearances. Some hand-holding for the cameras. A couple of convincing smiles. And then they'd go back to their normal lives. Simple. Except nothing stays simple when feelings get involved. What starts as a carefully planned fake dating arrangement soon turns into something far more complicated. While the world falls in love with India's favorite cricket couple, Jemimah finds herself falling for someone she was never supposed to love. The problem? Shreyas doesn't. Or at least that's what she thinks. As lines blur between acting and reality, hearts get broken, distances grow, and a relationship built on a lie begins to feel dangerously real. Because sometimes the hardest part isn't pretending to be in love. It's realizing that you actually are. A story of cricket, friendship, chaos, media frenzy, heartbreak, and a love that was never meant to happen. hop onto the story to know more 🧿🤌🏻

"From their early days in 2013 to every milestone that follows, this story follows Harmanpreet and Smriti through victories, setbacks, laughter, memories, and the moments that shaped their journey. On and off the field, every special chapter of their lives will be captured-one match, one memory, and one unforgettable bond at a time."

She is the CEO of a multinational empire, a woman who built her legacy through determination, vision, and relentless ambition. The world knows her as a business icon, a leader who commands respect wherever she goes. She is the Queen of Cricket, a legend whose name echoes through packed stadiums and record books alike. Fierce on the field and admired by millions, she has spent her life chasing greatness with bat in hand. Two extraordinary women. Two powerful worlds. One unexpected love story. In a life filled with boardroom battles and championship victories, neither expected to find someone who truly understood the weight of their crowns. As their paths cross, friendship blossoms into something deeper, forcing them to navigate fame, expectations, and the pressures of living under the public eye. Can two women at the top of their worlds find a place where they can simply be themselves? Or will the very success that made them legends keep them apart? A heartfelt story of ambition, loyalty, sacrifice, and a love powerful enough to bridge two empires.

After a disastrous World Cup semifinal run-out costs India the match, fans and media blame Smriti Mandhana and Jemimah Rodrigues, creating a painful rift between the once-unbreakable batting duo. Months of distance, team changes, and an isolated training camp force them to confront old wounds and feelings they've long suppressed. As media scrutiny intensifies before a major ICC tournament, their fragile bond is tested further. But when India faces an impossible chase in the final, Smriti and Jemimah find themselves rebuilding both the innings and their trust. Near victory, Jemimah finally confesses that losing Smriti hurts more than losing any match. India wins the trophy, but their greatest triumph is finding their way back to each other.

~collection of tales

When the BCCI social media team pairs Smriti and Harmanpreet for a "How Well Do You Know Your Teammate?" challenge, they expect a few thousand views. They don't expect their accidental chemistry to break the internet. As "Harmandhana" trends worldwide, the two stars are forced to navigate a press tour of playful flirting, viral Instagram edits, and the terrifying realization that the fans might be onto something they haven't even admitted to themselves yet.

The famous cricket captain. The school's biggest heartbreaker. An intersex girl who never believed in forever. Harman spent years treating love like a game-until one broken-hearted girl walked back into her life and changed everything.