Lavanya was an ordinary college student from a middle-class family. Living alone in Bangalore, she found comfort in novels because reality had never given her the love and affection she longed for. Her favorite novel was The Possessive Rathores-the story of India's most powerful family, ruled by the feared and respected Vikram Rathore and his five extraordinary sons. Among all the characters, one stood out: Vanya Singh, the villainess everyone hated. But everything changes when a tragic accident ends Lavanya's life. When she opens her eyes again, she finds herself inside the very novel she loved-and in the body of Vanya Singh. The problem? Vanya is destined for a miserable ending. Determined to survive, Lavanya decides to avoid the Rathores and stay away from the story's main plot. But fate has other plans. As secrets of the Rathore Mansion begin to unfold, she discovers that the family she feared is nothing like the novel described. Can she change Vanya's destiny? Can she uncover the truth behind Vanya's past? And when the powerful Rathores begin to care for her, will she finally find the family and love she always wished for? A tale of family, secrets, healing, and second chances, where the villainess gets the opportunity to rewrite her own story. Note : It is not like other stories where she behaves defferently and gradually hero falls for her . No definitely not for more information read the story.

❖Childhood lovers to Enemies to Lovers "I hate you." I whispered, my voice shaking as my back hit the cold wall, entirely trapped by his towering frame."I hate you so much it hurts." He didn't flinch. He simply leaned in, his dark, unhinged eyes dropping to my trembling lips. "Good," he murmured, his thumb brushing over my racing pulse. "Hate me, Riya. Despise me. Scream it at me. Because hate is still a passion. It means your blood is boiling for me. You can hate me for the rest of your life, sweetheart, but you will do it as my wife." ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ TERE ISHQ MAIN: A Tale of Dark Obsession ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ Vivaan Singhania is the ruthless, untouchable heir to a royal dynasty and the CEO of a multi-billion dollar empire. He hides his lethal, unhinged nature behind a charming smile. He gets whatever he wants, whenever he wants it. And the only thing he has ever truly wanted... is her. Riya is just a normal university student trying to survive her assignments, drink her cheap canteen tea, and keep her broken heart entirely hidden. She thought she had successfully escaped her past. But when her best friend accidentally marries into the Mumbai mafia, Riya is dragged straight back into the crosshairs of the man who ruined her trust years ago. She hates him for breaking her heart. He will completely burn the world to ashes just to see her smile. In a dangerous game of hidden royal legacies, underworld wars, and undeniable attraction, Riya is about to learn a terrifying truth: you cannot run from a man who has already decided you belong to him. 🎀 Author's Note: Welcome to the Singhania Empire! This is the 2nd book in the His Beautiful Punishment series. While it can absolutely be read as a completely standalone novel, I highly recommend reading His Beautiful Punishment (Aarav & Priyanshi's story) first to fully understand everything.

#Top10 in India (9/7/2026) #Top7 in India (27/7/2026) #Top5 in India (9/2/2026)-(4/7/2026) #Top4 in India (11/2/2026)-(10/5/2026) #Top3 in India (11/5/2026) ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ His large, calloused hand wrapped gently around my throat-not to hurt, but to own. The cold silver of my waist chain pressed into my bare stomach as he pinned me flush against the heavy mahogany of his study desk. "You think you can hide from me, Little Bird?" His voice was a lethal, gravelly whisper against my ear, sending a violent shiver of wet heat straight to my core. "You think you can wear things that beg to be ripped off, and I won't collect what belongs to me?" I gasped as his rough fingers hooked under the delicate lace of my panties, snapping the thin fabric effortlessly. "Aarav, please-" "Please what?" He bit down on the sensitive skin of my neck, swallowing my desperate whimper. His thick thigh forced my knees apart, leaving me completely, helplessly exposed to his burning, pitch-black gaze. "Tell me exactly what you want. Use your words, Priyanshi." My nails dug into his broad shoulders, my entire body trembling with a heavy, throbbing ache that only he could cure. I looked into the eyes of the devil I married, finally surrendering to his darkness. "Please," I sobbed, my hips arching eagerly into his touch. "Please, Aarav. Take it." A wicked, triumphant smirk touched his lips. "Good girl. Now, scream for me." · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · Priyanshi Verma prayed to Krishna for a fairytale love story. Instead, she was sold to the Devil in a bespoke suit. Aarav Rathore. Billionaire. Mafia king. A man who doesn't know how to love, only how to own. He married her to control her. She married him to save her family. He wants to break her innocence. She wants to escape his cage. But in the darkness of their bedroom, where hate turns into heat and resistance turns into moans, the lines blur. A story of a forced marriage, dark obsession, and a lust so violent it might ju

'You see this hair? You can't imagine how many times I've imagined it wrapped in my fists while I fuck your tight, sweet pussy,' he stated, his voice deep and inviting. And gosh, if words could fuck, I'd have an orgasm right now. My breath hitched, and I could feel my chest rising up and down. God, so he thinks of fucking me too? My cheeks reddened as I imagined him pounding into me. 'Do you want me to fuck you, hm?' he asked, his hands twirling my hair, then moving to the curve of my ass. ──── ୨୧ ──── He watches her like a sinner craving salvation- but there's nothing innocent about what he wants. Niccolò Romano isn't her brother. Not by blood. Not by law. But sharing a house with your childhood best friend turned cold, silent, six-foot-something heartthrob? That's dangerous. Lenora walks around in tiny shorts and soft tank tops, driving him crazy-and maybe she knows. Maybe she wants him to snap. And when he does, it's not sweet. It's intense. Possessive. Obsessive. He shows up in her room at midnight, voice low, jaw tight, telling her no one gets to touch her, look at her, or even think about her. Because she's his. And he doesn't care who finds out-parents, campus, or the entire world. Off-limits? Too late. Forbidden? Way past that. Once Niccolò lays his hands on her, there's no undoing it. No hiding it. No going back. She was never his to want- but now that he's had a taste, He'll ruin everything just to keep her. Living under the same roof, Lenora must decide if she can resist Niccolò's pull-or surrender to the past and passion that bind them. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes/smut ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ mild violence ❥ obsession ❥ tension started- May 1st , Finished June 11th Copyright all rights reserved

It had started with a game of tag. Just one game led to an obsession, a corrupted mind, stalking, murder, and soon, kidnapping. Aloof and intelligent Blake Pedersen has been stalking Sophie Clark for nine years. He admires her, he loves her, and would do anything to keep her happy. Even if it meant murdering others. So what happens when he commits a crime that lets Sophie know of him and his crimes? To keep her safe and all to himself: kidnapping. He will do anything in his power to make sure no one takes her away.

"You're going to let me fuck you like a good girl?" he asks and leans down, "Because you are, aren't you? A good girl?" . . . Elena Amoretto has always been smitten by the one and only, Ares Aetos. For three years, she's adored him from afar. Admiring the god of war and falling deeper into her obsession. While Ares can't seem to stand her. Where she's infatuated with him, he merely acknowledges her existence. While being the center of the spotlight herself. As the front woman of the rising band Icarus, Elena has to face the world while struggling with anxiety. To make matters worse, Ares is the drummer of the band rivaling hers, Dopamine. And just as fate would have it, his band and hers are touring together. She's supposed to hate him. But how could she? When all she does is drown in the blue of his eyes and willingly dies at the ruthless hands of Ares? The god of war who brings her down on her knees while she blissfully falls into his melancholy.

BOOK 1 "This is what you wanted hmm?" he asked breathlessly whispering in my ear. "For me to fuck this tight little pussy." THIS STORY IS NOT EDITIED‼️

Sassy and rebellious college student, Amy Gellar (Phoebe Tonkin), always had an obsession with erotic romance novels, often fantasizing about being the submissive in a BDSM relationship or feeding her medical fetish as the patient at the mercy of a handsome doctor. When she takes her best friend's job apartment sitting for Beverly Hills obstetrician/gynecologist & Dominant, the arrogant and self-indulgent Eric Masters (Matt Bomer). She thinks it will be just what she needs to get her mind off her recent break-up and maybe make a little money, until he comes home the next morning and finds her in his bed with his lab coat and stethoscope. Discovering her secret desire to be a submissive, Eric offers to fulfill her ultimate fantasy by making her his submissive. Dumbfounded and intimidated by his aggressive behavior and snarky attitude, Amy isn't sure she wants to be owned by the gorgeous doctor so Eric offers her a trial run instead. She will be his for a week, subjected to regular training then make her final decision. Reluctantly, she agrees to his terms but in her constant efforts to please him, her self-esteem suffers the fallout along with the rest of her. She starts to wonder if she made a tremendous mistake. Despite his hardened exterior, Eric has shown her another side of himself, a sweeter and softer side, one that she's fortunate enough to experience every now and then so she knows there must be something good in him. One night at a rehearsal dinner for his cousin's wedding, she meets the suave, compassionate and articulate, Christian Masters (Daniel Gillies), a legendary Dominant and one of the most highly-respected and skilled heart surgeons in the country. She is completely captivated by him and once she discovers he shares her fetish, she thinks she's hit the jackpot. As Eric suspects Christian threatens his relationship with his submissive, it becomes a battle of the Doms. They're both vying for her submission, but only one man can win her heart.

THE CLUB OWNER AND HIS STRIPPER "Sir, this is inappropriate and I'm sure you're aware of that. You're my boss." His tall frame stood up and he slowly strode over to me with a lustful glint in his eyes. His hand lifted and his thumb ran across my lower lip, "Strip for me." ❦ Valentina Castillo, working at the highest paying job she could with an abnormally absent boss. Her life depended on her skills throughout the underworld, able to kill without a trace of remorse trailing behind her. Her ability to seduce for what she wanted was unmatched, and it only helped for the time she wasn't pulling the crimson from bodies to gain what she pleased. Clay Romero, one of the most powerful men in the underworld. His multiple owned clubs gave him the ability to rise above others, finding his way to the vixen working at his very own strip club. He got what he wanted without a consequence, and it made him just that much more powerful. Even through the lines of lust, their lives were much similar than they thought. [started: 02.15.22] [completed: 04.30.22] ----- WARNING: mature and explicit content; rated +18 ©lustfulslxt