A Dhurandhar Fanfiction Rehman Dakait/Baloch x Original Character Noor Azhari, a medical student from Lahore has recently shifted to Lyari for her medical internship. But that is just what everyone thinks, in reality she is an undercover Indian Agent sent to infiltrate the very core of terrorism. Her mission was simple, get routes, find out connections, unwrap what exactly goes behind the political mask, all without anyone batting an eye. But for how long can she survive when she catches the eye of the Lion of Lyari itself.

Ansh, Mumbai's feared mafia king, believed in power, not God. Kriti, a simple village girl, believed in both. A single glance ignited a possessive, mad love in him. He would burn the world for her, but couldn't bear a single tear in her eyes. A emotional drama of scary obsession, family fear, and a love that became redemption. ✨ "Thank you for reading this description! 💖 If you enjoyed it, don't forget to check out the full story. Your support means a lot-thank you!" ✨

𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨 is a man Italy has learned to fear. Ruthless, merciless, and seated at the head of a blood-soaked empire, he has never been known for forgiveness. His unfaithful wife learned that before her death. Now, the only person Dante cares for is his five-year-old son, Matteo. When Matteo needs a nanny, Dante makes his expectations painfully clear. He wants someone he will never look at twice. An old woman. A nun. Anyone incapable of becoming another temporary desire. Then Sister 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐡 steps into his mansion. At twenty-one, Delilah has known nothing beyond the walls of the church. Gentle, painfully innocent, and carrying wounds she has been taught to call punishment, she arrives in Italy believing she has been sent to care for a lonely little boy. She knows nothing of the criminal empire surrounding her. Nothing of the blood on Dante Russo's hands. And nothing of the way he looks at her. She was supposed to be invisible to him. Instead, the quiet little nun becomes the only temptation the devil cannot ignore. And Dante Russo has never been a man who denies himself what he wants.

★Ranking★ #1 in overprotective on 23/05/26 #1 in friendsfoever on 10/07/26 #2 in overpossessive on 22/05/26 #3 in Italian on 22/05/26 "𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐦... 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐇𝐞𝐫." People feared Alessandro Rossi. Not the normal kind of fear. Not the kind where people whispered rumors and moved on with their lives. No. They feared him the way people feared death itself. Governments avoided speaking against him. Powerful men lowered their eyes when he entered a room. News channels never mentioned his name unless they wanted accidents to suddenly happen. Alessandro Rossi was power. Darkness. Violence wrapped in expensive black suits. And everybody knew one thing about him: He had no weakness. Until her. ____ "Sir, the meeting is ready." Alex didn't answer immediately. He stood silently beside the massive glass window of his penthouse in New York, one hand inside his pocket while the city lights burned beneath him like stars. Cold. Untouchable. Dangerous. Matteo waited near the door carefully. Even after years beside him, Alex's silence could still make people nervous. Then finally- "Where is she?" His deep voice filled the room quietly. Matteo sighed internally. Of course. Not business. Not weapons. Not the politicians downstairs begging for his partnership. Her. "She's asleep, boss." Alex's eyes softened slightly. Only slightly. Enough to shock anyone who noticed. "She ate?" "Yes." "She took her medicine?" "Yes." "She cried again?" Matteo hesitated for one second too long. Alex slowly turned around. And suddenly the room felt colder. "She missed you," Matteo admitted carefully. A dangerous silence followed. Then Alex grabbed his coat immediately. "The meeting?" Matteo asked. "Cancel it." "But?-" "I said cancel it."

Ira Verma never imagined her new job would land her inside the cold, echoing walls of the Rathore estate-a mansion guarded by silence, secrets, and the brooding presence of the man she's been hired to care for. Devraj Singh Rathore, heir to one of the most powerful families in India, is feared by many and understood by none. Bound to a wheelchair after a brutal attack, he shows no emotion, no warmth... and certainly no interest in the woman tending to him. At least, that's what Ira believes. What she doesn't know is that behind his still gaze lies a storm-dark, obsessive, and dangerously fixated on her. He watches when she's not looking, collects pieces of her she never gave, and burns with jealousy every time his younger brother dares to flirt with her. But Ira has a life outside this mansion. A fiancé her family chose. A future she thought she wanted. Devraj is done pretending. And when obsession begins to crack through restraint, Ira must face a chilling truth: You can only run so far... when the one who craves you is already inside your world.

Helena has spent her entire life listening to stories about the King. The most beautiful man in the realm. The white-haired ruler before whom even the most powerful nobles lower their gaze. Some call him a hero. Most call him a monster. When Helena enters the palace, she still believes she can discover the man behind the legends. But the closer she grows to Bellan, the more she realizes that love and fear sometimes walk hand in hand. He is possessive. Manipulative. Dangerous. A king who wins wars without hesitation and passes judgment without mercy. And yet, of all people, he shows her a side no one else has ever seen. A dark fantasy romance about power, obsession, trust, and the choice to love someone with your eyes wide open. "Before Helena, Bellan had never understood why people went to war for love. After her, he could no longer understand why they didn't." #DarkFantasy #FantasyRomance #SlowBurn #VillainRomance #MorallyGrey #Royalty #King #ForbiddenLove #DarkRomance #Fantasy #Romance #Books #Wattpad

Alessandro Marcelo, thirty-five, was infatuated by his best friend's eighteen-year-old daughter, Jesse De Rose. He had known her since she was a newborn, watching her grow into a woman each day. Just as she grew, his infatuation for her grew. Thus turning into something bigger. Something more unhealthy. And the fact that he saw her everyday because she just so happened to be best friends with his daughter, Carissa, didn't help his fixation for the younger girl. Jesse, on the other hand, was oblivious to all of his thoughts about her. She wasn't attentive to how he knew everything about her, and the secrets that he kept hidden in the lurking shadows just waiting to combust. Those caliginous fantasies that would eat her up and swallow her life whole. Alessandro didn't find himself obsessed, despite what others thought. He believed that he loved Jesse, and he would do anything in his will power to get her to love him back. 2020-2022. ©sinfulsrose

She is like a sin for him ... She is forbidden for him because he is a heartless devil. She unknowningly walked inside the Devil 's garden to steal flowers, but she stole his heart. She makes him insane. She becomes his addiction or dark obsession. _________ It's the story of a heartless leader during the 1910s . He was the leader of the country. He is a good leader, but he is known as heartless. He is cruel and merciless, but an innocent poor girl stole his peace. Stole his heart . Want to know their story? Read this book ~ [AGE GAP] IT'S A MATURE BOOK 21+ 🔞 I already warned you . This book is a dark theme book . !!THIS WHOLE STORY BELONG TO ME!! DON'T DARE TO COPY .

Lila was just a prison cook - until the most dangerous inmate in the facility decided she belonged to him. Dante doesn't speak much. He doesn't need to. With a single look, he commands fear and absolute obedience. When his dark obsession lands on the quiet, beautiful cook, her life ends and a new one begins - one where she is claimed, marked, and bred against her will. Dragged deeper into his terrifying world of power and control, Lila fights him at every turn. But Dante is patient, ruthless, and completely unhinged in his love. He will burn letters, break bones, and shatter every piece of her old life until the only thing left is him. In his cage, she is both prisoner and queen.

𝓦𝓪𝓲𝓽, 𝓚𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓷, 𝓾𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓮𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝓘 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓵𝔂 𝓪𝓶... 𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓪 𝓶𝓪𝓷 𝓷𝓸𝔀. 𝓝𝓸𝓽 𝓪 𝓫𝓸𝔂. 𝓐 𝓶𝓪𝓷 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓻𝓮𝓼... 𝓽𝓸 𝓯𝓾𝓬𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾, 𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝔂𝓸𝓾, 𝓬𝓵𝓪𝓲𝓶 𝔂𝓸𝓾, 𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓬𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾. 𝓙𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓲𝓽, 𝓚𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓷. "Be a good boy, hm?" You pet his head lovingly and start walking away. A second later your baby boy calls you again, so you turn. "Nuna." "Yeah?" "Don't wear those jeans again," he orders. His innocent eyes and fluffy cheeks puff up. Confused, you just nod your head before walking out again leaving behind a man whose cock is throbbing, thick and hard. For your kitten personality and mommy body. You're just the right mix he needs, you're the only one who gets him so fucking stiff with a glance. He smirks, throwing away his glasses. "Wait, kitten, until you find out who's lusting for you, until you see the man I am." ༶•┈┈┈┈┈┈୨♡୧┈┈┈┈┈•༶ ╰┈➤ ❝ jeon jungkook. ❞ ╰┈➤ ❝ smut, mature themes, language, paraphilias, shameless horny behaviour, protagonists are switches, nuna kink, baby bun kink, kitten kink etc. ❞ ╰┈➤ ❝ appearances are deceptive ;). ❞ ╰┈➤ ❝ mdi. ❞