𝗞𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗣𝗮𝗻𝘁 has always believed Neelkanth Rawat is nothing more than his best friend. The possessive bastard who gets jealous too easily. The hothead who starts fights over nothing. The boy who's always somewhere behind him. Kahan has never asked why. He thinks it's childish. For he doesn't know how far that quiet, childish possessiveness can go. That he was 𝗵𝗶𝘀. Even if it 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝.

"I used to save lives with these hands, Devansh. But looking at you... all I want to do is tear down this entire kingdom just to keep you against my chest." Before he became Prime Minister, Kabir Mehra was a brilliant pediatrician . He traded his medical coat for the brutal arena of geopolitics, a man forged in agony and blackmailed into power after holding his own daughter's bleeding body in a chaotic trauma bay. He swore his heart was dead, meant only for cold statecraft. Then came the injection of pure adrenaline straight into his veins. "Fire me if my identity is a liability to your administration, Prime Minister. But do not look at me like I am something to be hidden away." Devansh Joshi is twenty-two, breathtakingly brilliant, and abandoned by his family for who he loves. He just needed a job to survive, but the moment his eyes lock with the doctor-turned-leader, a fatal diagnosis is written in the stars. Their proximity is a beautiful poison. From a breathless collision in a turbulent sky to the burning friction of matching crimson silk in a crowded ballroom, Kabir loses his sanity to a possessive obsession. He will dismantle the laws of a nation to shield Devansh from an orthodox world, but who will shield Devansh from the dark hunger of a man who has starved in isolation for four agonizing years? "You are my sickness and my cure, Devansh. Let the entire country burn in the background. I am never letting you go." In the cutthroat theater of absolute power, a love this consuming flatlines your entire world. Can Kabir save his crown, his daughter's life, and his forbidden lover? Or will this darkest obsession prove to be a love that kills them both while they are still breathing?

*𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢.* Book 1 of ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs. A Royal Romance story. "Every curve of you is made to fit into my hands. My hands and my hands only." He lowered his mouth to her shoulder again, trailed moist lips to the nape of her neck. "Don't worry, My Angel," he whispered. "I'm made for your hands, too." ✧ Nikolai Ivanovich Petrov isn't just the youngest son of the Russian royal family-he's a mafia lord, a storm in human form. With the looks of a Greek God, he's a dangerous blend of beauty and power. His empire stretches across continents, built on fear, loyalty, and blood. Power is his addiction, and he's willing to do anything to claim it. To solidify his control, he needs one thing: a marriage. Not for love. Not for desire. But as a strategic weapon. And Radhika Bhardwaj, the naive daughter of a broken family, is the perfect pawn. Radhika was never meant for this world. A girl who once dreamed of freedom, now trapped in a marriage that serves nothing but Nikolai's ambitions. She didn't choose him. She didn't even get a say. Nikolai didn't care for her innocence or her life. For him, she was just another piece in his game. But in her, Nikolai sees something no one else has ever dared to show him: vulnerability, and a spark of light that might set fire to his world. Two worlds crash. Two souls collide. He doesn't care if she hates him. But he will own her anyway. "I hate you," she said. "I hate you too, baby," he replied. A man whose control over everything is absolute, can a single woman change the rules, or will she be crushed under his weight?

Summary: A victory trip. A luxurious escape between mountains and beaches. A group of cricketers celebrating their win-laughing, teasing, living freely for once. It was supposed to be simple. Just a trip. But somewhere between shared rooms, late-night chaos, and stolen glances- things start to change. Shubman doesn't understand why Ishan being close to others makes something inside him burn. Ishan laughs everything off... until it stops feeling like a joke. And then there's Abhishek- who knows exactly what he's doing. Exactly what he wants. Mayank, on the other hand, doesn't. Not yet. Touches linger longer than they should. Words start meaning more than they're supposed to. And boundaries? They slowly... disappear. What begins as comfort turns into attachment. Attachment into possessiveness. And possessiveness into something far more dangerous. Because this trip- was never just a trip. It was the beginning of something they won't be able to walk away from. And once it starts- There's no going back....

In a kingdom where Omegas are bartered like coin, peace is sealed not with ink-but with vows. When Prince Caelan, the last jewel of a fallen realm, is forced into an arranged marriage, he knows survival means silence. Gentle, obedient, and bowed beneath the weight of his crown, he endures every cold glance and cruel word with lowered eyes. His new husband, King Alaric, does not hide his hatred. To him, Caelan is nothing but a chain around his neck, a reminder of conquest and compromise. Their union is a political noose-never love. But within palace walls, silence speaks louder than rage. As plots coil in shadows and loyalties fracture, Alaric begins to see that his quiet, suffering Omega is far more dangerous-and far more precious-than he ever imagined. A crown won in blood. A marriage forged in hate. And an Omega who refuses to break.

a story beyond social expectations and societal norms. omkar a rich CEO of RANAWAT'S group wait for a boy almost three years and the boy was clueless about it. dive into their story with me.

Gio and Rava promised to ride or die. Now they're learning how to raise a family, a new home, and each other. They survived the streets. Raising two tiny humans won't kill them. Probably. ______ Snapshots from the life they never thought they'd get to have! ( + Noah & Marco scenes ✨ )

This isn't about sugar and rainbows. It's about blood and bullets. Romantic.. isn't it? Genre - Bl/Yaoi, Arms-dealer, Mafia, Spicy-romance. Warning - Seme is ruthless, asshole, possessive and morally grey character. A/N - စိတ်ကူးယဉ်ဇာတ်လမ်းဖြစ်တာမို့ လက်တွေ့ဘဝနဲ့ သက်ဆိုင်ခြင်းမရှိပါဘူး။

"What if the person you loved belonged to another century?" In the cold halls of 19th century Scotland, some encounters feel like destiny... and some feel like a mistake time will someday correct.