"𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞,𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫" •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "I don't want to hurt you Mr.Malhotra i am a mess, a total mess, I cannot even handle a relationship, I am not good enough for you nor for anyone else! I DON'T THINK YOU DESERVE SOMEONE LIKE ME" she said in a breaking voice as i saw her getting up to leave the room I stepped forward and held her hand and looked into her eyes with assurance and affection.. " I PROMISE WHOEVER LED YOU TO SAY THESE WORDS OUT OF YOUR MOUTH...I WOULD MAKE HIS LIFE A MESS..You are beautiful the way you are! and i deserve every bit of you" the last words came out of my mouth like a whisper while rubbing off her tears with my thumb.. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Tune in the journey of how mihika mathur's life turned upside down when her fiance didn't turn up to the wedding venue leaving her on their wedding day waiting for him...and she has to marry her best friend's brother on whom she had a little crush when she was 17.. who she didn't know was whipped for her "DEVOTED TO HER" starting from 4th march 2024 ✨ ps: it's my first time writing..show some love🫶🏻 and suggestions are always welcomed✨

"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.

"She loved him first. He fell harder." The Marriage He Never Wanted "Bound by duty. Torn by emotions." A contract, a classroom, and a love neither saw coming. Loving Mr. Oberoi "He was her professor, her CEO, her husband... but never hers." His Reluctant Bride "She was forced into his world. He was blind to her heart.!!!!!!!"

𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗼𝗿 𝗟𝗶𝗳𝗲: 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘂𝘀!? Hello everyone, In a world where power rules and secrets can kill, two self-made billionaires find themselves bound by fate. Vidyut, a ruthless mafia lord, is a man of extremes-dangerous to his enemies but fiercely protective of his loved ones. He loves with a passion so intense, he's willing to kill or die for it. On the other hand, Advika, the enigmatic queen of the mafia world, hides her true identity behind a facade of emotionless perfection. Her life revolves around books and fictional worlds, and she trusts no one, not even herself, to believe in love. Forced into an unexpected marriage, Vidyut and Advika are two opposing forces. One knows only to love deeply, while the other is numb to the very idea of love. Their journey together is fraught with danger, secrets, and the ghosts of their pasts. As they navigate the treacherous waters of their new life, will Vidyut's passion melt Advika's icy heart, or will their past sins and looming threats pull them apart? ____________________________________ "Love can never win over life if death is near; he has to die," she said, aiming the gun at him. "Love can win over life. Death can never separate two lovers; every story has two sides." "Choose, patidev, choose. 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 ?" she asked. "Do you really think... Will death separate us?" he asked, looking deeply into her eyes. "Yes," she said. "𝙇𝙞𝙛𝙚," he murmured, and he was shot near his heart twice by his own "𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚." "Game over, patidev." _____________________________________ Join Vidyut and Advika in this thrilling tale of love, betrayal, and the fight for survival. Will love conquer all, or will death and past sins tear them apart? --- Dive into this gripping story of passion and peril. Will they find love, or will their pasts and the shadow of death destroy them?

love stories are always admired let me take you to journey which will make u admire the path of reconstruction That's what their story is all about A second chance where love will rebuild hatred will fall back things will be happy but not before the people are sad well a happy ending is only valued when the story is all about pain iykyk 😉

After a fierce battle, he claimed my kingdom-and my fate. I am bound by duty to my people, but it is a duty that demands the greatest sacrifice. To save my kingdom, I must marry the man who conquered it. One bound by the crown, the other by my heart. When the king of Suryagarh attacked our kingdom, he did not just conquer our lands-he shattered countless lives. Thousands of widows, children left without fathers, and girls who were only beginning to understand the world. The loss was beyond words. And yet, to save them, I had no choice but to throw myself into the flames of my own sacrifice. I sent the king a marriage proposal through my father. My father was always against it and he must have hidden the truth about me from him. I don't know what he said, but I couldn't back down. I couldn't let my people suffer more. They needed me. Sitting before the holy fire, ready to take vows with my husband, not as a wife but as a mistress, I was shedding silent tears beneath my veil-not because of the sacrifice but because of the price I will pay for it. It all began with his words: "I always loved you. It was always you, never someone else." But the reality was different: "So you were always a manwhore?" "Yes, and you are my whore." And it ends with: "You promised to stay with me during this time. I am still waiting for you. Please... do not let me down." This is a story of a time when women were nothing but objects to be used and discarded, tied down to the bed by the chains of society and sweet taste. But the queen made sure none of them were deprived of their rights. Her legacy was one of hope, as she become the first queen to free courtesans from the shackles of slavery, granting them the freedom they deserve. She married the powerful king of Hind to save her kingdom, but in doing so, she never expected he would become the very reason to turn her life upside down. Mature content included!

#Book 1 of rathore's brother series The Rathore brothers rule the underworld with ruthless precision, commanding respect through fear and dominance. Their power is absolute, but their hearts remain locked in cold, impenetrable darkness. Bound by loyalty and blood, each brother brings a unique strength to their reign, making them an unstoppable force feared by them ------------------ She craved love, believing marriage would bring her the warmth she longed for, but her dreams shattered on her wedding night when reality proved colder than she could ever imagine. Who defends the queen when the king, her protector, becomes her persecutor? "Tumhare liye mere paas sirf nafrat, takleef, aur dard hai-aur.. kuch b nahi For him, she is his obsession; for her, he would paint the world in blood, ensuring no one ever dares to come between them. "My love for you will outlast time itself, an endless flame that burns beyond eternity." She never forgives, and he never forgets. When betrayal strikes, they turn into a storm of vengeance. "I will carry this hatred with me, even as my breath fades into the shadows" -------------------- The wives, once innocent, now face their beast-like husbands with quiet strength. Through patience and resilience, they learn to endure and tame the darkness, becoming stronger with each silent battle. The world may see them as fragile, but only they know the true battle fought behind closed doors-the battle between love and survival, between innocence and the beast. The truth of their hearts remains a mystery, hidden behind cold stares and unspoken words. ⚠️"This book is not for the soft-hearted. If you're looking for a gentle read, turn away now. For those brave enough to stay, welcome to a world of passion, pain, and untamed emotions. Proceed at your own risk." -------------------- "While many loves entwine in this story, the heart of it belongs to Meera and Yudhveer."

!! 𝐀 𝐑𝐨𝐦-𝐜𝐨𝐦- 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 !! " 𝐌𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞. " ˙✧🪐 ๋࣭ ⋆｡ °✩ I despised chaos. Loud annnoying noises that disrupted my peace. All I craved was serenity, a sanctuary from the whirlwind of thoughts in my mind. But then, like a sudden gust of wind, she entered my life. she was a storm of chaos, who flipped my peaceful world completely upside down. I couldn't stand her. She was embodied chaos itself, and I was determined to despise her until the very end. But little did I know that her chaos would become the only essence of my peace. The chaos is 𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐡𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐯. I have had my fill of dictators in my life. Everywhere I turned, I encountered coldness. All I yearned for was warmth. The cozy feeling that wraps around you like a soft warm blanket after being drenched in the rain completely and going numb. I have already had enough coldness and dictatorship in my life and the last thing i needed was another person adding to it. He was the epitome of frigidity, capable of freezing you with a single glance. I despise dictators and the chilling aura they bring. And I absolutely despised him. I couldn't stand him one bit. But little did I know that the warmth I was so desperately searching for would be found in that Antarctica of a person. The dictator is 𝐙𝐚𝐲𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐤.

Heart series book 1