Tanisha, a kind yet introverted girl from a middle-class family, lives a quiet life, distant from her parents and struggling to make meaningful connections. Her beauty and gentle nature often go unnoticed in a world that's too busy for the shy, but her world changes when she meets Ayman. He's the epitome of power, wealth, and allure-a playboy mafia boss with icy grey eyes that can freeze anyone in place. Known for his ruthless ways, Ayman plays with hearts, cheats without remorse, and has a reputation for causing chaos. Yet, he's drawn to Tanisha's innocence, intrigued by the one person who doesn't fall for his charm. Their relationship begins as a toxic whirlwind, with Ayman's cruelty and Tanisha's hesitance creating a dangerous dynamic. Though she finds herself falling deeper under his spell, she struggles to break free from the emotional prison he's built around her. Ayman, seeing something in Tanisha that no one else has, battles his own dark desires, torn between the love he doesn't know how to feel and the ruthless life he refuses to let go of. Their story is a twisted dance of passion, manipulation, and longing-one where trust is fragile and love may not be enough to save them. * Note Before you dive into it The story contains mature themes like domestic violence, abuse, rape, but has a happy ending and character development

(Complete) " Please say no to this marriage" she said. " Why?" the guy asked looking confused. " Um... Say that you don't like me. Please" she said innocently. He chuckled and asked, " Why do you want me to say no?". " Because I think you deserve someone better!" she said. " Why do you think I deserve someone better?" he asked. She kept quiet. " Isn't that my right to decide whom I want to marry?" he asked. _________________________________________ Viraj Khanna : He is 27 years old. He is the CEO of Khanna groups company. The billionaire, eligible bachelor, rich, handsome, Greek God, soft hearted person for his loved ones. Girls drool over him for his looks but he doesn't give any attention to them. He loves his family a lot. He thinks there is no girl in this world for him. He thinks that all the girls are behind him for his looks and money.... Until.. Amayra Sharma : She is 24 years old. A architect by profession. She belongs to a rich family. She is a pretty girl with a golden heart. She thinks that happiness comes only when you help someone. She has lost faith in life for some reasons. She loves her brother so much. The story contains explicit content 18+ I advice you to read under your own choice.

"He never spoke a word... but somehow, he said everything she needed to hear." Iravya Nair, the wild and untamed daughter of one of Mumbai's richest businessmen, has spent her life drowning her loneliness in noise,parties, designer chaos, and a smile sharp enough to hide the emptiness beneath. Her father calls it disobedience. She calls it survival. But when she refuses every marriage her father arranges and dares to run away on her wedding day, he does something unthinkable, He marries her off to his company's cleaner. Ehit Ahuja, a mute man with calloused hands and eyes soft as dusk, never asked for this. The only thing he ever loved was music, the only voice he had left. But now, he's trapped in a world of gold and cruelty, bound to a woman who burns brighter than the sun and twice as dangerous. She hates silence. He lives in it. And somewhere between her anger and his quiet, love begins to take root, fragile, forbidden, and utterly consuming. Because sometimes, the loudest love stories are written in silence.

Abigail Winter thought she understood the risks of her husband's underworld connections, but when she finds herself in the middle of a foiled abduction attempt while she's seven months pregnant, her life as a Bratva wife to of a former enforcer begins to unravel. Tormented by her fear and crippling doubts, she confronts a shattering revelation that forces her to make an excruciating decision: to leave everything behind. Forging a new identity, she grasps at the promise of a fresh start, believing she's finally broken free from Ruslan Mikhailov's dangerous past, but some ties cannot be severed that easily. A year later, Ruslan Mikhailov stands in her living room -a man torn between his love and haunted by the choices that have dictated his life. Can trust be rebuilt from the ashes of betrayal? As they navigate a treacherous world of underground crime and personal reckoning, Abigail and Ruslan must decide if their love is strong enough to withstand the sins of their past. The Bratva Wife is a tale about second chances, redemption, forgiveness, and the price of one's past. It's the second and final instalment to Blurred Lines. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of violence, abuse, sexual activity, abduction and questionable consent.

"I. Will. Not. Fuck you..." He pulled me against his chest. There was no lust in his eyes, not even a hint of tease,until he smirked. "What I'll do with you is called love-making. I'll worship you like my goddess... Jaan." But the need,the desire in me,didn't even consider his words. I bit my lip and, pulling him dangerously close, I spoke, "But I'll fuck you... claim you... make you mine... until you beg for mercy. Until you scream my name, Mister Husband." And with that, my lips crashed against his. Clothes between us were discarded, bare bodies colliding, moans filling the space as I rode him. It was our first time..something I never knew I always needed. I needed him. He became my addiction. My everything. Every breath, every thought... I wanted to claim, ruin, and just keep him close to me. He is 37. She is 23. He's a virgin..she's not. He knows the world through his business files: calm, poised, and disciplined. She's the fire meant to burn his calm away-the chaos he never saw coming, the goddess he'll learn to worship. Trapped in a marriage that began as a business deal, both were prisoners of circumstance... Until desire broke every wall and love rewrote every rule. It isn't just a love story. It's a tale of possession, passion, and devotion. Where desire burns deeper than sin and love dares to cross every boundary. ✨ His Mrs. Ranawat ✨ Tropes: • Age Gap • Marriage of Convenience • Dark Romance • She Fell First, He Fell Harder Note: This story contains highly descriptive sexual intimacy. With not so sweet and timid. But a sharp and dominating female lead. If you are here searching for perfect characters..This isn't a place for you! Rated: MATURE THEME ©2025 gauri_writzz

💎 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚 𝑪𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 | 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑩𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒆 × 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒚 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕 "Nine months. One baby. No strings attached... Until he decided she was his to keep." 🥀 She needed money. 💔 He needed an heir. 🍼 Neither expected to fall... 🔥 𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒓𝒂 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒉𝒂'𝒔 life is crumbling drowning in debts, losing hope, and fighting to save her mother's life. When the hospital gives her a week's ultimatum, desperation pushes her into a world she never belonged to. 🌧️ That's when she meets 𝑨𝒂𝒓𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒏 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 cold, powerful, and sinfully magnetic. Billionaire CEO. The man everyone fears... and the one she can't resist. One overheard conversation. One impossible deal. One contract that changes everything. "𝑺𝒊𝒈𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒓𝒂... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑮𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒈 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏." 🖤 Nine months. One baby. No strings attached. Or so they thought... Because obsession has no rules. Secrets have no mercy. And when Mayra discovers that his family destroyed hers, love turns to betrayal, and passion turns to war. 🌑 ✨ 𝑰𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆... 💎 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔 🍼 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒔 🔥 𝑶𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒋𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒚 & 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒍 🥀 𝑬𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔-𝒕𝒐-𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚 🌑 𝑺𝒍𝒐𝒘-𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏

🖤 Genre: Dark Desi Erotic Romance 💢 Vibe: Hate-marriage | Enemies-to-lovers | Powerplay | Smut-laced emotional unraveling 🏛️ Setting: New Delhi - elite corridors, government bungalows, high society scandal Tara Sen - She's the rebellious, spoilt daughter of a powerful IAS officer -~ wild, untamed, and unapologetically herself. Ishan Maitra - He's a young, cold, righteous IAS officer - disciplined, strict, and bound by tradition. Forced into a marriage neither wanted, their worlds collide with fiery resentment and sizzling desire. She mocks tradition; he enforces it. She dresses to provoke; he preaches restraint. But every argument ends with bruising kisses and lingering glances and desperate hungry nights that neither can resist. He ruled the law. She broke every one. Then they were bound by the one law neither could escape - marriage. 🥇#1- IAS 🥇#1- Aristocrat 🥇#1- Hot husband 🥇#1- Strong 🥉#3- Lead ⚠️ Disclaimer: If you're looking for tea and polite kisses, move along. This story serves heavy-duty smut with zero apologies - think tangled sheets, savage desire, and a wife who's too hot to handle. Prepare to blush, swoon, and question all your life choices. You've been warned. 😈🔥 For the brave only. 🔥💋

"⚠️ This story contains themes of abuse, manipulation, and violence. It is purely fictional and not intended to romanticize harmful behavior." Alex grabbed her by the chin, forcing her to look at him, his voice low, dangerous-a venom-laced promise. "You're mine now," he growled. "My wife. My hidden bride. My possession. I'll Fuck you when I want, how I want, where I want. And if you even flinch, I'll make sure you never walk again." He stepped closer, his eyes blazing with rage and obsession. "Take off your clothes, Lara. Now." She trembled, frozen, tears running down her cheeks. -and he shoved her against the wall. "You thought marriage to me would be a cage?" he sneered. "No, Lara. This is hell. And I'm the devil who'll fuck you as I see fit. Whenever. Wherever. However. Because you belong to me now." "I said take them off," he hissed in her ear. "Before I rip them off myself." Lara's breath hitched as she slowly raised trembling fingers to her blouse. Every movement was filled with dread, humiliation, and hopelessness. He grabbed her roughly, threw her on the bed, climbing on top of her like a predator claiming its prey. His lips crashed against hers-not with love, but punishment. His kiss bruised. His hands unforgiving. "Spread your legs like a good little wife," he hissed, "or I'll force them open."

Viraj- have major anger issue, dominant and cold Rashmi- sweet, shy, submissive and kind hearted girl Let's see what happens when prayer give desire fruit and..... join their journey It's my first story so I need support so please follow like and comment

Her hand trembles when she is about to sign the marriage papers. The very mention of the word marriage reminds her of her past, her first marriage. She had not even peacefully come out of her previous toxic marriage and she is pushing herself into the same hell again. But then fighting with her thoughts, she takes a deep breath and signs the marriage papers and a tear comes out of her eyes as she is not ready to face again all that she faced in her previous marriage. ◇◇◇◇◇◇◇ " Never forget, the day you break even a single rule of this marriage, I will divorce you and after that you know the consequences." He says after signing their marriage papers And his heart feels heavy as he says these insensitive words to her because after getting her he cannot even think of divorcing her, Divorcing her, isn't even the last thing he would do but still he has no other option except putting this condition before her. And there after hearing his words she looks at him with her blank eyes. Book start : 25.01.2025