18+🔞 Village head x Collector Power x law Married at twenty-two in an arranged union, Adhira Rao had a life mapped out for duty and discipline. Encouraged by her husband, she pursued her dreams and became the youngest IAS officer in her cadre at twenty-four. Mahavir Rathod - Jamendar of the village, ruthless in business, feared by rivals, commanding in the outside world - built an empire, but inside his home, he built a sanctuary for his wife. Outside the door, they are worlds apart: Adhira with her laws, Mahavir with his power. Inside, the world disappears. They are obsessive, passionate, and utterly devoted to each other. Every touch, every glance, every heated moment belongs to them and them alone. In a village where loyalty is currency, power rules, and every outside gaze judges them, Adhira and Mahavir live by one law - whatever happens outside, stays outside. Because behind closed doors, they are not just husband and wife. They are fire and desire, obsession and love, unbreakable and untouchable. strictly 18+ if you feel uncomfortable then feel free to leave

Daxton Anderson rules the business world with a cold precision that demands obedience and respect. Emotion has never had a place in his life, until a chance encounter unsettles the control he's built so carefully. Dr. Ayra Laurent is a first-year gynaecology resident-soft spoken, determined and quietly captivating. Her life is built on long shifts, quiet resilience, and healing others. What begins as stolen glances turns into charged silences and moments that linger far too long. Two lives that should never intersect are pulled dangerously close, each encounter burning hotter than the last. When the handsome man in tailored suits meets the gorgeous woman in scrubs, sparks are sure to fly, secrets bound to uncover and forgotten pasts destined to intertwine. #192 in ROMANCE #3 in gynaecologist #3 in ceoxdoctor #4 in business #4 in chemistry #8 in greenflag #11 in oppositesattract #15 in hospital #25 in darkpast #27 in strong female lead #52 in soulmates #53 in past #70 in doctor #83 in billionaire #107 in ceo #120 in trauma #143 in secrets #623 in slowburn

Betrayed on the bed that was meant to be theirs, Arnav Singh Raizada walks out of his own life and vanishes into the night. No goodbye. No corpse. Just silence. Three years later the fashion world trembles at a single set of initials: ASR. A man without a public face. A verdict without appeal. Cross him and you don't lose money; you lose the right to exist. Yet even monsters have a weakness. She appears like a quiet sin-soft voice, fearless eyes, the only living soul who dares to touch the burn scars on his heart. One look at her and the beast inside him forgets how to breathe. But the wife who laughed at his name is still legally his, still venomous, still starving for the empire he now owns. And when her jealousy fixes on the girl who holds ASR's last shred of humanity, hell is granted permission to open. His wife wanted royalty. She's about to discover what it costs when the king comes home wearing blood instead of mercy. He will peel her world apart, layer by slow layer, until she begs for the poverty she once mocked. And through every scream, every headline, and ruin, only one question will remain: When the fire finally dies, will there be anything left of Arnav Singh Raizada... or only the ashes that still burn for her? Welcome to the story of Arnav Singh Raizada and Khushi Kumari Gupta.

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.

"She had been his ever since she agreed to marry him, but what will happen when she falls for Reyansh Malhotra ~ a man who doesn't believe in love?" _____________________________________________ "He is obsessed with Baani Roy but refuses to love her. Even though, deep down, he is unknowingly falling for her, will he be able to identify his feelings, or will it be too late?" _____________________________________________ I hurried toward his study, my heart racing with excitement. The news had left me glowing, and I couldn't wait to share it with him. He'll be so happy, I thought, a smile tugging at my lips. As I reached the door, I paused, taking a deep breath to steady myself. This is it. He needs to know. With that, I raised my hand to knock, anticipation thrumming through me. But before I could knock I heard his voice from behind the door. "Shut up Karan, I don't love her." He yelled at his best friend. " Oh, really then why the fuck did you even marry her."Karan roared "Because it was a contract dammit, a fucking contract and it will always remain the same." I stood frozen, the weight of his words crashing down on me like a tidal wave. My chest tightened, and before I could stop it, a single tear slipped from my eye, trailing slowly down my right cheek. I didn't bother wiping it away; the ache in my heart was too overwhelming. "It was a contract," I reminded myself bitterly. "How did I forget that? He doesn't love me. He never will." The thought pierced through me, sharp and unforgiving. "I was a fool to believe it was anything more than that-a simple arrangement." I said to myself My hands clenched at my sides as I tried to steady my trembling breaths, but the betrayal I felt refused to loosen its grip.

As he slammed me into the wall by my neck I try to kick him to resist but he instantly reflects grabbing my leg in a tight grip causing me to wince. " Kiara, darling, didn't I tell you were going to be on your knees for me today?" He says still holding my neck, his lips a inch away from mine. " You're delusional! I have men on their knees for me! I'll be damned if you think you're an exception!" I yell bringing our lips even closer. He tilts his head and reaches in my joggers and puts his hand on my clit over my underwear. "So why are you so soaked?" Lorenzo and Kiara are both dominants in the bdsm community. Which means their not compatible for each other. Or so we thought. When Kiara sees Lorenzo in the bdsm club she feels a weird attraction to him. But Lorenzo clearly isn't a submissive? When Lorenzo sees Kiara it's clear that she is a dominant. But when he sees the way she looks at him when they see each other for the first time it's an obvious look of submission. But Kiara isn't a submissive?

Samar shekhawat - a 34 year old handsome man with a muscular body and the king of udaipur, and the CEO of shekhawat company, hidden mafia king , who didn't believe in love. but what happened when destiny tied him with her?? Saanvi mehta- a 23 year old beautiful girl with brown complex with hour glass figure, and a dermatologist student, and the billionaire's daughter. She had a big crush on this man from the beginning, and was a very shy girl. What happened when her father arranged her marriage with her sapno ka Rajkumar , which she always dreamed of, to know about them you have to read the story 😉.

Middle aged, James decides to take a chance on a BDSM style relationship with a women named Leila. She's very young and doesnt fully understand alot about bondage so he teaches her whilst she is he's submissive. She starts to fall in love with him, but will it last?

#top 1 : 24.06.2025 #top 9 : 13.07.2025 First book in the desire series❤️ Anirudh Navya Rajvansh She is my peace Navya Anirudh Rajvansh He is my home #Anivya♥️✨ "You think you can avoid me, Jaan?" Anirudh's voice was low, husky, and dripping with possessiveness. "You think you can just ignore me and walk away?" His lips grazed her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "I don't think you understand, my love. You're mine. Every inch of you, every breath you take, every beat of your heart... it's all mine." Anirudh's hands roamed her body, claiming her as his own, squeezing her breast hard. "And when you avoid me, it makes me want to claim you even more. It makes me want to mark you, to brand you as mine, so everyone knows that you belong to me." "Ahhhhhhh Vansh" Navya moaned due to his roughness and possessiveness. His teeth nipped at her neck, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. "You're mine, Mrs.Navya Anirudh Rajvansh. And I'll do whatever it takes to keep you only with me". Started on : 14.03.2025 Ended on : 26.05.2025 ******************************** Check with the story to know more about them ✨

Hey reader, this is a fictional romantic story about Anirudh and barkha from medical college. I hope ya'll enjoy their journey.❤️