Eren Green 29 y/o became the second wife of Jackson Mckane 32 y/o, a multi millionaire of city A. After his wife passed away at the age of 28, because of child birth to their 3rd son, Jackson became cold, and indifferent person towards other people, excepts for his three sons. His first son Lyrus is 8 y/o, his second son Jake is 5 y/o, his 3rd son Aiden who is 2 y/o. After 2 years of being a widower he never engage in any romantic relationship, but as time passed by he noticed that his kids needed some mother figure in their lives and knowing that, he look for a decent woman to be marry with. A woman who can become a model to his kids, give them time and care for his kids, teach his kids and show love for his kids disregarding his own feelings. And so Eren became the second wife of Jackson through the arrangements of his family. Coming from a humble family, Eren grew up in a positive atmosphere, so Jackson's parents chose her for their son. But upon knowing her background Jackson began to despise the idea of marrying such a lowly woman and who knows might be a social climber, as he thought, but despite his discontentment and disapproval they still got married and now living under the same roof. Note: Picture not mine. Credit to the owner of the picture.

Dark Indian fantasy This story is based on the 1950s when society was male dominated, women were not allowed to open their mouth or share their views. At that time, illegal marriages , domestic violence, and everything were normal. Men were even allowed to marry multiple times. At that time, girls were not allowed to study . Thakur Vijayendra Singh - head of 55 villages in Rajasthan, 30 yrs old, hotty , the most handsome guy of the whole village, and most wanted bachelor. He is a man who commanded attention without a word. Standing tall at 6'2ft, his broad shoulders and strong frame carried the weight of generations. His presence alone was enough to silence a room, his dark, kohl-rimmed eyes holding an intensity that could pierce through the bravest of men. A faint tilak marked his forehead, a reminder of the lineage he carried with unshaken authority. Dressed in an off-white kurta, a finely embroidered shawl draped over one shoulder, and leather riding boots, he looked every bit the powerful ruler he was. His black horse, Raunak, galloped through the golden sands, dust swirling behind him as he rode through his lands like an emperor surveying his kingdom. Aaradhya Rathore - The Untamed Flame Aaradhya was like a delicate flame-small, bright but capable of burning everything in her path. At 18 years , 5'3ft, her petite frame held a spirit far larger than the world allowed her. Long, waist-length black hair swayed behind her like a silk curtain, strands escaping to frame her delicate face. Her hazel eyes, lined with dark kohl, held a quiet defiance, a fire that refused to be tamed despite the world's expectations. There was an innocence to her beauty, but also stubbornness, an untamed spirit hidden beneath layers of silk and gold. #1 sad on 5.06.26 #1 sadness on 22nd March 2025 #1 romantic on 13th January 2026

⤞ 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈 ⤝ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀᴠᴀɢᴇᴅ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ sᴇʀɪᴇs In every story, men run from their past-desperate not to let their shadows poison the light of the women who enter their lives. But what if a man didn't run? What if he wanted his shadows to touch her? To own her. Haunt her. To pull her into the fire he built himself. Because she wasn't just his light. She was his bait-a living, breathing key to the monsters still hiding in his past. ✧˚ · . Aarvay Singh Raizada ✧˚ · . rose from the blood-soaked gutters of a city that never slept-only watched. Now, he stands as Asia's most feared and revered name: CEO of Raizada Group of Companies by day. Kingpin of the underground syndicate Noctis Dominion by night. Haunted by a past cloaked in grief, questions, and a wife's mysterious death... Aarvay lives in silence. In sleeplessness. In sin. ✧˚ · . Saayra Mittal ✧˚ · . knows nothing of shadows. A soft-spoken, steady girl with dreams stitched together by duty and ailing hopes- ...and completely unaware that someone, somewhere, watches her every move. Obsessing. Following. Claiming her as his. But when Aarvay and Saayra's paths cross, it isn't fate. It's design. Because he chooses her. Not for love. Not for forever. But as the trap to lure his wife's killer into the light. What he doesn't expect... Is to fall into the very fire he set. He never sinned by loving. He sinned by using love. And now? That sin might cost him the only woman who ever mattered. Tropes : ~ Age gap ~ Stalker ~ Murder mystery ~ slowburn ~ touch her and die ~ she fell first he fell harder ~ Boss x Employee

❝𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐀𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐠𝐞❞ A heartwarming tale of Aaradhya, a spirited orphan with a heart of gold, and Aaryan Singh Rathore, a wealthy and guarded billionaire, whose lives intersect in the most unexpected way. Aaradhya, despite her humble beginnings, has always harbored a secret dream of finding her place in the world and making a difference. Her life takes a magical turn when Aaryan Singh Rathore notices her helping a disabled old lady cross the road. Intrigued by Aaradhya's selfless nature and infectious optimism, Aaryan meets her again at a charity event organized by the orphanage. Impressed by her demeanor and the way she interacts with the children, he offers her a job as his personal assistant, much to the surprise of everyone, including Aaradhya herself. As Aaradhya steps into Aaryan's world of luxury and privilege, she discovers that beneath his cold exterior lies a man scarred by his past and in desperate need of love and companionship. Despite their differences in upbringing and social status, Aaradhya and Aaryan find themselves drawn to each other in ways they never thought possible. As their bond deepens, they must navigate through the challenges posed by society and their own insecurities. Will Aaradhya's love be enough to melt Aaryan's icy exterior and heal his wounded heart? Will Aaryan find the courage to trust again and open his heart to the possibility of love? Join Aaradhya and Aaryan on a journey of love, self-discovery, and second chances, as they learn that sometimes, love truly is the greatest gift of all. ~𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬~ CEO× ASSISTANT BILLIONAIRE × ORPHAN HE FELL FIRST, SHE FELL HARDER VIRGIN LEADS SWEET ROMANCE This is my debut story 人

"You can stay angry all you want, wife... but this tight little pussy is clenching around me so greedily. Look at you still glaring, yet dripping for your hubby.. . Ahhh slow...... she moan 19 × 26 Dominant FL Soft/Submissive ML Arranged marriage Boundaries. Control. Slow burn. She doesn't follow rules. He doesn't fight for control. And somehow... that's where everything begins.

"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞" Genre: Dark Romance, Age-gap, Thriller , Slow burn •(Reader×Jungguk) •The book cover and all the pictures are from PINTEREST, so don't come to me! •This book has dark mature content, so read at your own risk 🔞 ●VOTE LIKE SHARE COMMENT● ●FOLLOW FOR MORE UPDATES●

Rehan Ali Khan (32) You're forever caged with me cherry. Misha Siddiqui (21) Please husband, cage me forever in this hell. ___________________________________________ Obsession begins where freedom ends. True affection allows the other person to exist independently, as a separate consciousness. But obsession refuses this separation. It seeks to collapse the distance between "self" and "other," not through understanding, but through control. The obsessed mind does not ask, "Who are you?"-it insists, "You are only mine." The more intense the obsession, the less the other person is truly seen. Their autonomy, desires, and flaws are erased, replaced by an idealized or feared version created by the mind. In this sense, obsession is not a relationship-it is a monologue disguised as devotion. Where obsession clings, love lets go. Where obsession consumes, love understands. And where obsession demands, love allows. Rehan's obsession, forbidden desire will forever cage Misha. In the end, fate may not be about what is destined, but about what we do with what is given. Read the full story to know more about Rehan and Misha. ___________________________________________

˚ . ྀིྀི୧ ❤︎ ୨ ྀིྀི.˚ "You don't own me, Mr. Rathore." "Don't I? Look around, Noor. Every door in this mansion opens with my name - and you're standing in the middle of it wearing my sindoor." Noor: "Maybe you forced me into your world... but you'll never have me." Rudraksh (leaning close, whispering): "Sweetheart, I don't chase what's mine. I just wait... until you stop running." ౨ৎ.⋆˚✿˖°꒰ঌ໒꒱˚⋆𐙚。𖦹.ᡣ𐭩 🖤 The night smelled of roses... and ruin. The city slept, but the mansion on the hill burned with gold - not of celebration, but of power. She stood there, trembling in crimson silk, eyes swollen from hours of crying. 👰‍♀️ Noor Malhotra - the sacrifice wrapped as a bride. And across the room, watching her like a shadow come alive, was Rudraksh Singh Rathore - the man they called The Devil of Rajasthan. 💼 The minister. 💣 The mafia. 🕶️ The man whose word was law... and whose silence was punishment. "Why me...?" she whispered, her voice breaking. "Because you smiled once," he replied coldly, stepping closer, "and the world forgot to exist for me." Her breath hitched as his gaze dragged over her - not with lust, but obsession. The kind that didn't crave flesh, it demanded possession. "Your father owed me," he continued, slipping a ring onto her finger. "So he gave me his most precious thing." A tear rolled down Noor's cheek. He caught it mid-air, his thumb tracing it like a mark of victory. "From this night," he murmured, eyes locked on hers, "you're not Noor Malhotra anymore." "You're my Amanat." 🌑 Silence followed - heavy, consuming, sacred. Outside, the world carried on, unaware that a deal had been sealed - not with signatures, but with stolen innocence and unspoken desire. 💔 That night, the devil was gifted a soul made of light. And he promised himself one thing - If heaven ever tried to take her back... 🔥 he'd burn it down.

⚠️Mature Content (18+) | Dark Romance | Mafia | Age Gap | Contract Marriage | Obsession | Possessive Hero | Spicy | Suspense | Sexy | Mature | Alpha Male | Morally Grey Hero | Anti-Hero | Forced Proximity | Slow Burn | Russian Mafia | College Girl "Run all you want, Kitten... I like catching." There was a smile on his lips... But only obsession in his eyes. The world knows him as Daksh Singhania (DKS). Russia's biggest superstar. Hollywood's most desired actor. Millions of women are crazy about him, dreaming of nothing more than a single smile. To the world, he is charming, flirtatious, and the definition of perfection. But behind the flashing cameras lies another identity. In the underworld, he is known as Aaris-a 35-year-old ruthless Mafia King who has never shown mercy to anyone. On the other side is Aashi Verma, a 20-year-old medical student. She has only one dream-to become a doctor and secure a better future for the children of her orphanage. For them, she is willing to sacrifice everything... And that becomes her greatest weakness. One contract. One signature. And her entire life changes forever. To Daksh, Aashi is not just another girl. She is his Kitten. His obsession is so dangerous that he cannot tolerate anyone looking at her, talking to her, or even standing close to her. In his world... Only he has the right to claim Aashi. Is this merely a contract... Or the beginning of an obsession so consuming that every line between love and madness will be shattered? Read to find out... 🖤

Nirvarthana , a 25 year old botany professor working in a coaching institute, very kind but also strict , loves to look after her family and intrested in fashion designing. Nikhil , a 20 year old student who goes to the same institute where Nirvarthana teaches , very studious and calm guy. What happens when Nirvarthana feels something She shouldn't feel for a student? Is it wrong? If it is ,why does she feel it's right? To learn more dive into the story!