CHECK YOUR TRIGGERS FIRST!! In which I fall in love with my sister's brother. "I should hate you." He whispers against my lips. "You do." I say and he nods his head "Then why does it feel like I'd burn the world for you." ** Karina Poleman never planned to marry Nicholas De La Noche-her sister's blood brother, her personal nightmare in a designer suit. Cold-blooded, calculating, and devastatingly cruel, Nicholas forced her hand to seal an alliance between cartels. Now, she wears his ring. Sleeps in his bed. And burns every time he looks at her like he owns her soul. She should hate him. She does hate him. But hate tastes a lot like want and lust when the lights go out. There's something in the way he watches her. Like he's waiting for her to run-so he can chase. Like he wants to ruin her just to see what's underneath the ruins. Like he's been bleeding for her long before she ever said I do. Torn between a past soaked in blood and a future built on lies, Karina is pulled into a deadly game of loyalty, lust, and legacy. When Nicholas is poisoned by someone from her past, a league of deadly assassins and illegal chemists-and the list of enemies starts with her name-she must choose: let him die, or face the truth she swore she'd bury. The past comes roaring back-coated in ash and names she swore never to speak. To save him, she'll have to go back to the shadows. To the place she became a ghost. To the truth that might destroy them both. A dark, erotic romance about knives, bloodlines, and the kind of love that feels like war. Intended for a mature audience (18+) only! viewers discretion is highly advised. Started: January 1st 2025 Ended:

Confidence is a hell of a drug, and for Skylar Evans, the high is magnificent-but the comedown is a total fucking bitch. It starts with the catastrophic snap of a heel and ends with a face-plant into the expensive, custom-tailored chest of a man who looks like he owns the sunrise-and probably the bank you keep your meager savings in. Fresh out of the Ivy League, armed with elite coding skills and a caffeine addiction she refuses to apologize for, Skylar wants one thing only. Control. Over her career. Her future. Her heart. Then she meets Carlos D'Artagnan. He is the devil in a bespoke suit. A predator who breathes strategy and exhales liquid heat, wearing a smile that promises heaven while his silver gaze drags you straight to hell. He is elegance sharpened into a weapon, a towering monolith of power built on a foundation of secrets and scars. The moment his eyes lock onto hers, the air in the room doesn't just thin-it catches fire. In that one, soul-stripping look, Skylar realizes the encryption on her heart has been bypassed; her carefully guarded life is about to be dismantled, piece by agonizing piece. One reckless encounter drags her into his orbit of corporate warfare and whispered betrayals. Carlos thought he had buried the monster he used to be, but the past is a debt that always collects. Now, it's rising to reclaim him, and Skylar is the only collateral he's not willing to lose.

♤Mafia Romance♤ "In the ruthless world of the Singhanias, power is everything. Abhiraj, the feared heir, rules with an iron fist-until Anvika steps into his world, a storm disguised as a woman. She's not just another pawn in his empire; she's a threat, hiding secrets that could burn everything he's built. As obsession and betrayal collide, Abhiraj finds himself torn between controlling her and being consumed by her. "He is chaos wrapped in power. She is a storm laced with secrets." He should break her. She should hate him. In this brutal game of power, love is a dangerous illusion, and survival comes at a deadly cost. Who will be the last one standing? ***** Anvika Rajvanshi X Abhiraj Singhania Start: 14 feb,2025 End: © 2025 Vintage_Vanshi. All rights reserved. Strict actions will be taken if copied.

Heart series book 1

"Happy Married Life, Shivya Pathak" I weakly smiled seeing my condition, mangalsutra dangling in my neck, vermilion in hair and both hands filled with gold bangles. "Come out quickly or do you want me to break the gate," my husband knocked again. My breath was harsh, collecting some courage I spoke, "I will come out but you will not touch me again, otherwise I will kill myself" My throat clogged up, the last word refusing to come out. He didn't reply, just chuckled. I knew what it meant. He was going to push me further, to break me. "I will not be your puppet," I said, my voice barely a whisper. "I will not be your toy." ••••••••••••••••••• Two persons who belong to two different world Tied in unwanted marriage Will they continue this marriage for life or will they free each other from this name sake relationship?