Gauri Sharma, a 23-year-old orphan and single mother, lives a quiet, grounded life in Delhi with her 4-year-old daughter, Manya - her entire world wrapped in tiny hands and innocent smiles. Gauri doesn't know who Manya's father is, and she's long stopped trying to chase the past. All she wants is a peaceful life for her daughter and herself. But peace is shattered the day she steps into the dazzling chaos of her best friend Vaani's high-profile wedding. There, she crosses paths with Reyansh Malhotra - a 30-year-old billionaire CEO, a man cloaked in power, pride, and shadows. Reyansh doesn't believe in love. He doesn't care for innocence. But the moment he sees Gauri, and then hears the soft giggles of little Manya, something in him begins to shift. Drawn to both mother and daughter with an intensity he can't explain, Reyansh finds himself pulled into a dangerous game of obsession, desire, and buried truths. Manya's sweet affection touches a part of him he thought long dead... and Gauri's warmth begins to melt walls built over years. But love never comes easy - especially when secrets, scars, and silent enemies threaten to destroy everything. He was meant to rule empires. But a woman and her daughter might just conquer his soul.

Every heartbeat has a story. Ours began with silence, grew into a love neither of us expected, and ended with a goodbye only one of us understood. Years later... Fate gave us another beginning🪞🤍🩺🪷 1🏅on #grumpyxsunshine 3🏅on #love 1🏅on #erotic

WARNING ⚠️ 🔞⚠️ It contains dark romance and smuts Please don't read if you are not comfortable with the genre. She is blind!!! he has eternal power!!! she is from south ! he is from north ! A trembling voice uttered, "Rakshas... leave me..." "What?!" Rakshas......do you know how the rakshas look like" I asked roughly by grabbing her wrist in my other hand...now her breathing is touching my lips and nose.. Her divine fragrance lingers on me. "No," she whispered, almost like a question in itself. "What is this 'no' for?" I asked, my tone sharp, each word carrying a weight of authority. "I don't know how a Rakshas looks like... I've only heard about them," she said, her voice soft, but there was something in her tone that made it clear-she wasn't just fearful; she was curious. "Do you want to know how they look?" I asked, my words laced with a dark smirk, one that twisted my lips into something far more sinister. And she nodded yes.. "Then touch me" I commanded Her breath hitched. folks..... welcome to the world... do you want to know what happened next... continue to read the story.....

A journey from fleeting passion to everlasting love-Eclipse of Desires is a collection of bold, 18+ short stories where every tale begins with the fire of lust but finds its way to the depths of the heart. Each story is unique, exploring the raw, unfiltered side of human desires, blurring the line between physical craving and emotional connection. When desire takes over, can love truly follow? Fully mature story, previously known as "Lust stories"

One wedding. Two broken hearts. A secret that changes everything. Rhea Arora is a brilliant 24-year-old surgeon who dedicated her life to saving others. She never expected she would need saving herself-until her cousin sister fled on her wedding day, leaving behind a family's honor at stake and a dangerous groom waiting at the altar. To protect her family, Rhea steps into the heavy bridal lehenga intended for another, veiling her face and her fear. Shivansh Sharma is a man of dual identities. To the world, he is the 26-year-old ruthless CEO of the Sharma Empire. In the shadows, he is the cold-blooded Mafia King whom no one dares to cross. He wanted a bride to fulfill a legacy, but when he discovers the woman behind the veil isn't the one he was promised, his fury knows no bounds. Now, Rhea is trapped in a gilded cage with a husband who looks at her with nothing but ice in his eyes. She heals wounds for a living, but Shivansh is a man who deals in them. In a world of blood, power, and betrayal, can a surgeon's touch soften the heart of a Mafia King? Or will the weight of the "replaced bride" title crush Rhea before she can even perform her first miracle?

The story starts with Ruhi, a girl who hates her cold and arrogant boss, Rudra Rathore. But fate plays a cruel game when she is forced into an arranged marriage with him and becomes his replaced wife. After marriage, Ruhi slowly falls in love with her husband, but Rudra never misses a chance to insult her and remind her that she means nothing to him. After a year of heartbreak, Ruhi finally decides to move on. And that's when Rudra Rathore starts noticing her... watching her... and slowly becoming obsessed with the woman he once pushed away. Tropes: • Arranged Marriage • Replaced Wife • Obsession • Possessive male lead. • Love Triangle

In the year of 1960s, life in the small village of Aligarh unfolded at a slower pace. Ezan Baig, the name which was feared by the people of Aligarh was all set to get married to his childhood fiancé but- Destiny had some other plan. Ezan's world is turned upside down when he is compelled to marry a girl far younger than him, while his fiancée, waits in the wings. Torn between his past and the overwhelming responsibility thrust upon him, Ezan's anger builds as the lines between duty, betrayal, and passion blur. But Mahika, with her quiet strength and resilience, becomes more than just a reluctant bride-she becomes a puzzle that Ezan can't seem to solve, a woman who refuses to be broken by the circumstances that have trapped her. Join the story of Mahika and Ezan. Who was Mahika? How did they get married? Why did they get married? Will they hide their marriage? What about his fiancé? ¤ "Tumse nikaah karke humnei bohot badi galti kardi. Sab kuch khatam ho gaya! SAB KUCH KHATAM KAR DIYA TUMNEI" Ezan said throwing the flower vase across the room. ⊹₊⋆.˚୨୧⋆.˚₊ ⊹ Updates on: Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday ♡Inter-religion love story ♡Age-gap couple ♡Hinglish story ♡Forced Marriage ♡Secret Marriage

[Book 1 of series Obsession] 28 Dec:- Top 3 in Top 10 in India 28 Dec:- Top 2 in India This story is STRICTLY 18+ It will contain more of adult content. READ AT YOU OWN RISK TROPES enemies with benefits Family rival Academic rivals Baddie FL x Baddie ML Hater to lovers She fell first but he fell harder Possessive ML x Possessive FL Touch her and die Touch him and face the consequences

" I can't ... I can't stay away from you jaan" He pressed the photo to his chest, "You think I will give up? That I will forget you?"His voice dropped to a dark whisper "No, Tara. You are not something I can lose." He kissed the photo's surface his lips trembling. "You do not get to decide for both of us. You are mine. Tum meri thi, hao .. aur rahogi." (You were mine, you are mine... and you'll always be mine.) He threw back the last of the alcohol, the bottle clinking against the wall and shattering into a thousand pieces. . . Story of dev and tara

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .