He promised to be the perfect gentleman. She promised to ruin him. Shreyash is the ultimate gentleman every parent wants. He is polite, intelligent, respectful, and blushes very easily. Back in college, he was the untouchable, brilliant senior and also Adhira's brother's best friend. Now, he's Adhira's husband, and he is determined to treat her with the utmost patience, care, and gentlemanly restraint. There's just one problem, Adhira is determined to be a thorn in his gentlemanly ways. Stubborn, demanding, and utterly unapologetic, Adhira knows exactly what she wants. And what she wants is for her shy, tightly wound husband to finally snap. From deliberate teasing under the family dining table to cornering him against locked bedroom doors, she is on a relentless, sensual mission to completely shatter his polite boundaries. As Adhira pushes him closer and closer to the edge, and once the senior finally surrenders control... there is no going back. Tropes: Brother's best friend Popular girl x Smart Topper guy Badgirl x Goodboy (in bed) Virgin x Virgin

Like most gay love stories in the country, Dhruv and Vidit's began online. But there were no dating apps involved, just an Instagram group chat for Taylor Swift fans. Dhruv wasn't looking for love, only a debate about Taylor's best bridge but fate had other plans. For years, their world existed within the confines of a screen. Messages sent at odd hours, voice calls stretching late into the night, confessions woven between casual conversations. They had been everything to each other, even if neither had dared to put a name to it. But now, standing face to face for the first time, everything felt different. Familiar yet electric. Vidit's voice carried weight in a way it never had through a speaker. His touch was brief, almost hesitant, setting off a chain reaction beneath Dhruv's skin. His eyes lingered just a second too long, searching for something, as if realizing that love through a screen had only been the beginning. Somewhere between ranking albums and decoding Easter eggs, Dhruv had accidentally found his person. This is the story of Dhruv and Vidit. A love that started in DMs, survived the distance, and became something neither of them saw coming.

Book 2 of wounded series. Niyati Ahuja never dreamed of becoming the woman she was today. Once, she had imagined a home filled with laughter, love, and quiet Sunday mornings. Instead, she found herself trapped in a marriage that became a prison. Behind closed doors, her husband shattered her spirit with years of physical violence, sexual abuse, and relentless control. Things took a turn when she found out about her pregnancy and the only thing she ever wanted was to never let her husband's shadow touch her child. After his death, Niyati rebuilds her life brick by brick. Cold, distant, and feared by her students, she becomes a professor at one of the country's most prestigious colleges. She has stopped believing in love. Happy endings are for other people. Then walks in Shivam Rajvanshi. The charming heir to one of India's largest business empires is everything Niyati isn't, warm, patient, ridiculously optimistic, and determined to spread sunshine wherever he goes. The moment he meets Niyati, he knows she's the one he's searching for. But winning over Niyati is a battle. As Shivam slowly breaks through the walls around her heart, buried secrets begin clawing their way back to the surface. Because Niyati's husband didn't simply disappear from their lives. Together, Niyati and Shivam made a choice on one horrifying night that changed everything forever. A choice born from terror, desperation, and the instinct to survive.

_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. THIS STORY IS WRITTEN WITH THE HELP OF "AI",BUT STORY LINE IS MY OWN. Please read whole story.male lead have a really good character development This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!

C O M P L E T E D : 24/02/22 Sienna Callum was popular - scratch that - she was the queen of high school. She had tons of gorgeous friends wishing to be her, smoking hot flings, and an unbelievably trendy fashion sense. But, she needed one more thing. Decent grades to graduate. Roman Lawrence was a nerd - scratch that - THE nerd of high school. Yet, his exceptional intelligence made him stand out among those seeking to learn. He had one problem though, the girl he'd been crushing on since kindergarten didn't like him back. One of the reasons? His lack of experience.... sexually. This isn't boy meets girl. This is mouse meets vixen. This is what happens when these two opposites strike a deal and things get hot. "So, here's my offer: you tutor me in school, and I tutor you in sex." _____ W A R N I N G T H I S S T O R Y C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ sexual/mature content ❤︎ explicit language ❤︎ alcohol consumption ❤︎ mild violence _____ H I G H E S T R A N K I N G S : 1 #virginboy 1 #goodboybadgirl 1 #nerdboy 1 #scandalous 1 #populargirl 1 #tutor 1 #badgirlgoodboy 2 #forbidden 2 #eroticromance 3 #sexy _____ S T A R T E D - 05/03/2021 C O M P L E T E D - 24/02/2022 (word count: 200,000 - 250,000)

He ruined her life. Now she's wearing his last name. One reckless night. One shattered body. One forced marriage. Captain Aryan Rathore was days away from marrying the love of his life until a crash made him the villain in someone else's story. Avni Parmar was a fire on stage. Now, she's a prisoner in his mansion... and his bed. She wants revenge. He wants redemption. But desire doesn't follow rules. Mrs. Rathore is a sizzling, enemies-to-lovers romance filled with betrayal, obsession, and a love that shouldn't exist but refuses to die.

"Kyungsoo is stuck in the hours while Jongin begs the seconds, because time stops for someone who can't remember and runs from someone who can't miss the last train home." -----This is a repost and not my work- I do not claim this to be my original work and have no intention of offending anyone by reposting here. If the author asks me to take this down then I will do so promptly----- The original author deleted their wattpad account so this fic is no longer accessible on wattpad... As it is the fic that gives me the most inspiration (even after all these years) I feel like people should still have the option to enjoy such a masterpiece like this... please support the original author (changdictator on livejournal)

Coming out of an abusive marriage where she was assaulted for dowry, years later, Dhriti Diwan is a self made Billionaire. Saad Hafiz, a surgeon who hides an ugly past of his own agrees to marry the sister of his best friend. Two different people bounded in a marriage of convenience with a thread of pain. Will Dhriti ever be able to love again? What's going to happen when Saad gets to know about the body of his wife which is covered in burnt marks and bruises? Will he get repulsed by her? Dhriti considers herself unwanted, will Saad ever be able to love her?

Rabya was unwillingly tied up in a knot of marriage with the only son of a big Zamindar; Adhrit Singh Chauhan. She once had a happy life, trying to achieve her dreams in the metropolitan city by striving to become independent so that she can financially support her family. But then, her one mistake and she was forced to marry Adhrit who's a decade older than her and lives in that regressive part of a small town in Uttar Pradesh where girls are not even allowed to step out of their house. Will Adhrit ever be able to be loved by his wife? Or will she always remain his unwilling bride?

Hadiya Hafiz was asked by her brother to marry his best friend; Daivik Dewan. Hadiya had suffered all her life and she had no hope with this marriage either. Meanwhile, Daivik agreed to marry her out of pity. What will happen when he gets to know about her wife's past which had nothing but pain? How far will he go to save her from her demons? Will he ever be able to love her or she'll always remain uncherished?