𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲| 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗰𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 ❝I need you to stop moving. Each time you move I'll spank you❞ she nodded. Simply just nodded, and relaxed her body. She didn't want to be spanked. I let her go and lifted my right knee closer to her clit, actually pressing it against her this time. Her body let out a small and sharp inhale, making me smile a bit. I'm sure she's so sensitive right now. Her body full of arousal. "You like that? You like feeling my knee against your pussy don't you?" I slowly started to move my knee around to see her reaction, and it was greater than I thought it would be. A small moan fell from her lips, making me smile as I slid my hand underneath her hips, this time encouraging her to move. "Move your hips just like that. I want to feel your pussy against my knee" I whispered to her. I can tell by the way her eyes dimmed that she had never done this before, but she was so ready to that she did exactly as I said. Her breathing got deeper as she began lifting her hips to fully meet the base of my knee, softly grinding herself against me. I hummed as I watched her, watching her literally move her hips to receive her first orgasm. The way her hips moved made my dick throb even harder, I could only imagine what she looked like if she was to ride me. She took her lip between her teeth and almost instantly I wanted to come. I was already straining myself and trying not to, but the sight of her doing that makes me almost fall apart. ˣ An Angel deprived of her sexual innocence, introduced to a new sexual experience that may turn her world upside down. A devil who enjoys depriving angels of their innocence, introducing her to a world she may never get used to. #1 Submissivefemale #1 sexualcontent #1 dominantmale #1 adultthemes #1 blackwomanwhiteman #1 manxwoman #2 Darling

ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʜᴇ ʜɪᴅᴇꜱ ʜᴇʀ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀʀɴꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴇᴀʀ ɪᴛ... ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀʀɴꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴏɴ ꜰɪʀᴇ- ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʙᴜʀɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ. ʀɪᴠᴀᴀɴᴛʜ & ꜱʜʀᴀᴠᴀɴɪ - ᴀ ꜱᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ɪɴ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ. ᴀ ᴍᴀɴᴀɢᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʀᴀɴ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ɪᴛ. ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴏꜰᴛ. ɪᴛ'ꜱ ꜱᴀᴄʀᴇᴅ. ꜱʜᴀᴜʀʏᴀ & ɪꜱʜɪʀᴀ - ᴀ ʟɪᴇᴜᴛᴇɴᴀɴᴛ ʙᴏᴜɴᴅ ʙʏ ᴅᴜᴛʏ. ᴀ ʙɪᴋᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʙᴏᴡꜱ ᴛᴏ ɴᴏɴᴇ. ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛᴇᴅ. ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ, ᴜɴᴛᴀᴍᴇᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴜᴛᴛᴇʀʟʏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀꜱ. 𝓣𝔀𝓸 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓼. 𝓣𝔀𝓸 𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓼. 𝓞𝓷𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮𝓯𝓲𝓮𝓵𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓯𝓪𝓽𝓮. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓭𝓲𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓲𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮... 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓫𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓲𝓽. Coming soon... 🎀

Let's meet again for the first time. Her mother shook her head, tears streaming down her face. "Who will marry you now, when people get to know you were left by Vikram?" Before I could even process what I was doing, the words left my mouth. "I will marry her." ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ Aarav Malhotra, I've loved her since I was fourteen. She was my best friend, my partner in crime, and she was supposed to be my partner for life. I was meant to make her mine. But she left. For twelve years, there was no contact. Now, she's my wife, and those feelings I had for her are still there. But my anger, the pain she caused, is much stronger than my love for her. I will make her suffer. She needs to understand how it feels to be broken by someone you care about. Anika Kapoor, I have always loved him. I still do. He promised to be with me in my darkness, save me from it. But he moved on. He never once looked back, and I was stuck in the memories of us. And now, he is my husband. He married me out of obligation. I try to hold on to the memories of the boy I loved, but it's hard when he's standing right in front of me, a stranger in so many ways. The boy who used to make me laugh is gone, replaced by an arrogant, irritating man. Aarav × Anika Will they get played by destiny, or will they fall in love, read their story to find out. TW: sexual content, graphic gore, infertility, sexual harassment

"𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄" One-year is all it takes for strangers to become deep lovers. One-year contract marriage is all takes to turn attraction into deep desire. 29 year old 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐲 𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐚𝐫 a Major in PARA Special forces is going to fall in love for the first time during the rescue mission without knowing that she is his true love but he is so into her. Although he never wants to fall for anyone nor does he want to be loved by anyone until she came into his life. The only problem? His would be wife is his brother's girlfriend. There's nothing worse than being in love with someone you can't have or who belongs to someone else. But if that's true, why can't he stop fantasizing about her? Why the hell can't he stop himself from being madly in love with her? ** 20 year old 𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐤𝐚𝐫 is an aspiring Army surgeon she tries to commit suicide after she has been tortured by terrorists for almost 6 months. She lost her everything when the tragedy happened to her and her life took a drastic turn. Her life tragedies entangled her with Ranvijay who is her ex-boyfriend's elder brother. No Desire to live. No Love. No happiness. When they bumped into each other for the first time they didn't know what fate had decided for them. She doesn't like him because of his aggressiveness and short temper behaviour. He doesn't like her because she is too talkative but deep inside he fell for her for the very first time when his eyes collided with her blue eyes. Their one-year contract marriage starts as physical attraction develops into something much deeper as Ranvijay and Kashish get swept up in the magic of love and passion. But they only have one year, and there are forces outside their control that threaten to rip them apart. Can their relationship survive the identity of love or was it just not meant to be?

#3 in The Shaktawat Sisters | Can be read as a STANDALONE • Kavyapriya Kanwar Shaktawat X Anubhav Singh Vaghela • Fighting cases in the courtroom is common for every advocate as breathing is for every living being . The advocates use the knowledge gained during their learning phase in the optimum manner for the upliftment of the society and take the pledge of delivering justice to the innocent is the fundamental duty of their job when they wear their black coats and march towards the courtroom carrying the responsibility of law and justice. The real test begins when that particular case reflects back your past experiences testing you emotionally and mentally but you can't back off as the duty lies on your shoulder to fight and provide justice. This story revolves around Kavyapriya Kanwar Shaktawat (26), a prominent advocate specialist in dealing with crime cases whose chance to lose a case is 0% when she fight against others but when it comes to Anubhav Singh Vaghela (26) ,it turns out to be 50-50. What happens when she finds out that one particular case is actually bringing back traumatic memories of her rival? Will she be able to help him to overcome his past and if yes, will she pay back by breaking herself into pieces in the process of healing him.

Rihaan : "Anya is like the sun... she's the one who makes everything warm and bright, even when I'm scared. I think, if I hold onto her long enough, maybe the world will stay like that-soft and warm, and I won't have to worry about the dark." Ananya : "I would break myself a thousand times if it meant he could stay unbroken. His heart is a fragile thing, and mine will always be the shield that holds him safe from a world that doesn't deserve his light." _______ In the sequel to Innocence, life for Ananya and Rihaan is messy, yet beautifully tangled. Their days are filled with laughter, love, and the subtle ache of a past Rihaan can't fully recall. Ananya, ever the protector, cherishes his innocence, but beneath the childlike demeanor lies a brokenness he's unable to confront. One day, the cracks in Rihaan's facade begin to show. His playful nature falters, and the depth of his trauma surfaces. Ananya is forced to confront a truth she's long feared: Rihaan's past is far darker than she ever imagined. When Raj, Rihaan's brother, finally reveals the horrors he endured in his childhood, Ananya makes it her mission to heal him, to strip away the layers of pain and replace them with love. But Rihaan's mind-torn between the child he once was and the man he's supposed become-resists. The harder Ananya tries, the deeper the battle becomes, as Rihaan's past and present collide in ways neither of them can control. In the end, can love heal what the mind refuses to remember? Or will the ghosts of his past break them both?

Katha was only 25 when she chose her daughter over her husband. Vedant wanted a son. When Vedika was born, he withdrew-never holding her, never celebrating her, never seeing her as more than a burden. So Katha did what generations of women were told not to- she divorced him. She left. She walked away from silence, from a loveless marriage, and from a house that never saw her daughter. She returned home to Kashi, hoping to rebuild something soft, safe, and loving for Vedika. What she didn't expect... was Rudraksh Thakur. Her first love. Her ex boyfriend. The boy who broke her. Now a man who won't stop fighting to earn her back. Where Vedant failed, Rudraksh rises. As a father to Vedika. As a lover to Katha. Because no matter what time took from him-she was always his. But after everything.. he did to her in the past... Will Katha be able to give him a second chance? Will Katha let herself be loved again-by the man who once shattered her? **** "Rudraksh... I have a daughter..." Katha whispered against his lips. His hand slid to her bare waist beneath the saree, pulling her closer, his lips brushing against her neck. Slowly, he began to kiss her there. She gasped, but he didn't stop. "No, Katha..." he murmured, voice low and certain. "Vedika is our daughter." Tropes: • Single Mother x First love • Second Chances • Obsessive but Soft Hero • Small Town / Kashi Romance • Old school Romance

A bus arrived at the bus stop and she got in first as she was in the front and the rest followed. There was a vacant seat reserved for ladies but she decided to stand. Her eyes were glued at the door and her lips formed a subtle curve when she saw him board the bus before it took off. Glancing through the crowd of people, he moved past everyone and stood beside her. Her heart pounded and she blushed giving a tough competition to the tomato as their arms brushed each other. His staring session and her glances through the corner of her eyes combined with blushes was disturbed by the conductor who demanded the ticket. "Pass", they both say in unison. While the conductor brush passed the two, they both look each other and smiled. She gasped at once when he slid his hand and held her by her waist. She pursed her lips and shyly looked at him through the corner of eyes. "Move ahead, move ahead. Make space for others to get in.", Said the conductor and the people beside them squeezed them closer together by pushing them. His hands were off her waist. He inhaled the soft scent which came from her hair as she now stood ahead of him. Every time the driver stepped on the brakes, they experienced a current pass through their bodies as it collided with the other. . . . . "Doesn't a middle class boy like me have any rights to love?" . . . "All I ask for, is his love!" Welcome to the middle class life!! 😌 Story of 90% population of India! Highest ranks: #1 in middleclass #1 in Indian #1 in relatable #1 in Problems

𝓥𝔂𝓪𝓷 & 𝓓𝓱𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓲 .. #DHYAN 💗 𝐻𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓂 𝒷𝑒𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇 W𝒶𝓇 .✨❄️ IAS 🚨 × NEUROLOGIST 🩺 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭-𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 , 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐮𝐫 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 ❤️ Two souls tethered not by chance, but by truths they're not ready to face. In the quiet spaces between their words, a story breathes-of glances that linger longer than they should, of silences heavy with unspoken promises. She's the light that slips through storms; he's the glacier that has forgotten how to melt. Both are broken in their own ways, carrying pieces no one else has ever understood-until they meet, and the puzzle finally makes sense. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 "𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞" 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 "𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞." 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫, 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞, 𝐢𝐧 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬. But between them lie duties, scars, and choices that could either bind them forever... or tear them apart before they even begin. They were strangers....untill truth tied them together & mystery refused to let go .. ******* IT'S A SLOW-BURN STORY SO HAVE PATIENCE, IT'LL BE WORTH IT ❤️‍🔥...... #1 in truthandlies #3 in angestromance #7 in Indiancharacters

After a traumatic first marriage left her body bruised and her mind in pieces, Maithili has built a world of silence. Isolated in her village, she avoids mirrors, voices, even her own name - afraid that one wrong move will make the pain return. When her worried parents consult an astrologer, they are told a second marriage might be her only path out of the shadows. Neil Chaudhary isn't looking for love. He's not against marriage - just never in a hurry for it. When he agrees to marry Maithili, he expects nothing more than civility and space. What he finds instead is a girl who flinches when he speaks too loud. A wife who won't say his name. And a story written in silence that pulls him in, piece by piece. As Maithili learns to breathe again, Neil learns what it means to wait for someone - and love, the kind that heals without hurting, begins to take shape. But can love truly heal the scars of the past, or is it simply a quiet way to survive? Tropes: Second chances • Traumatized FL • Green Forest ML • Past trauma • Arranged Marriage • City ML x Village FL 🏅#3 in wattpadindia 🏅#1 in greenflag 🏅#1 in healing