She wasn't his type. Sneha was everything Atul Kaithal never looked twice at-dusky skin, soft curves, a quiet smile that didn't demand attention. But one glance changed everything. The more he tried to ignore her, the harder he fell. Her jasmine-scented hair, her shy blush, the way she laughed without caring what anyone thought... she was nothing like the girls he dated. She was real. And she was making him lose control. But Sneha wasn't waiting for him-she had her own dreams, her own heart to protect. And Atul? He had to prove he wasn't just another city boy who would break it. Because once he decided he wanted her... he wanted her forever. ❤️

Rudra's grip tightened just enough to steal her breath, and Priya's tears came without permission. The sting on her cheek wasn't visible, but it burned with humiliation and fear. Her sobs filled the space as he backed her into the wall, leaving her nowhere to run. His presence closed in, heavy and suffocating, trapping her between cold stone and his control. She trembled there, broken by how helpless she felt-and how he ruined her.

Please ... please...s..sto..stop it...it's hurting "Aaahhh..."..I...I can't bear it any more, please I am begging you... please leave me- Kaveri was crying and pleading to her tormentor to stop but that evil soul was thrusting her brutally without showing any mercy. "LEAVE YOU HUH! just let me completely shatter you just like you have shattered me. Today I will show you who actually I am",... He said clenching his jaw continuing his wild thrust into her. "Wha.what wrong I...I.. have ever done to u that... u are t..torturing me like th..this???",...saying this she started loosing all her senses due to the unbearable brutality. "You have provoked my BEAST now bear the consequences",..He said gripping the hair of Kaveri. ________ "Do you really believe that they could save you from me??? You can't get free from me until you die or I",..Tarush's voice was echoing in Kaveri's mind even in her sleep. That much he had terrorized that poor girl. _________ "For such a sick psychopath like you a special kind of mental asylum is very much needed in this country",..Tarush smirked darkly. "Oh, Don't you worry Mr.Tarush Agarwal. A special one like that is already in making. I will get myself admitted in to that once after beheading your brother and ripping out your guts then use them like garlands around my neck",... Stating this RUDHRA laughed like a person possessed by some evil entity. __________ WHAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN AN EVIL SOUL GETS ENTRAPPED HIMSELF IN TO THE CLAWS OF ANOTHER EXTREMELY DARK SOUL UNKNOWINGLY? How fatal the clashes are going to be turn out in between devils and beasts??? _________ (Sanskrit Sloka- Yatra naryastu pujyante ramante tatra devata, yatraitastu na pujyante saravastatraphala kriya. MEANING- WHERE WOMEN ARE HONOURED, DIVINITY BLOSSOMS AND WHERE WOMEN ARE DISHONOURED, ALL ACTIONS NO MATTER HOW NOBLE , REMAINS UNFRUITFUL) This story contains 18+ contents This story has no relation with those persons whose pictures I have used in my story.

> He saw her once-and that was enough. Elena Rivers was just a waitress at a high-end gala she didn't belong to, filling in for someone else's shift. She didn't know her spilled glass of champagne would be the moment Damien Vale-billionaire, recluse, and dangerously obsessive-noticed her. He never spoke to her. Not then. But he watched. And when he wanted her closer, he made it happen. Now, Elena is working directly under him, unaware that the life she thinks she controls is already entangled in the hands of a man who doesn't just want her-he needs her. He's patient. He's powerful. And he's been planning this from the moment she walked into his view.

I have two rules for surviving college, Stay out of his way. Don't let him see you. But Massimo Bianchi doesn't follow rules-he makes them. The heir to the Bianchi Empire, a man with a dark past and a reputation that chills the blood, Massimo doesn't play nice. And for some reason, he's decided I'm his favourite game. He's ruthless, arrogant, and impossible to ignore, even if I try. I should stay away. I should hate him. But the more I try to escape him, the deeper he pulls me into his dangerous world. The more I hate him, the more he seduces me with his cold smile, his calculating gaze, and his twisted games. I'm not supposed to want him. I'm supposed to keep my distance, keep my secrets, keep my heart locked away. But when the devil himself comes knocking, there's no escape. Not from him. Not from the desire that burns through my every nerve. And the worst part? I think he knows it.

Sneak Peek: The door slammed shut, and before Noor could react, Theodore's presence consumed the room. His piercing gaze locked onto her, dark and possessive, making her heart race. He moved toward her with deliberate steps, his commanding presence closing the distance in seconds. "Did you think you could escape me, Noor?" His voice was low, dangerous, a promise that made her pulse quicken. Before she could respond, he was right there, towering over her. His hand gripped her wrist, pulling her close. She was pressed against him, feeling the heat of his body, the strength of his dominance. "You belong to me," he growled, his lips brushing against her ear. Before she could protest, he captured her lips in a kiss-rough, urgent, claiming. His hands roamed, pulling her closer, as if he couldn't get enough. She gasped, breathless, as his lips trailed down her neck, leaving a trail of fire. He pressed his body against hers, his desire undeniable, his kiss relentless. "You're mine," he whispered between kisses, his voice thick with possessiveness. Noor's body trembled in response, her resistance slipping as his touch ignited a fire inside her. Despite her attempts to push away, she knew one thing: she was his.

12 year old Naomi has been living with her mother for most her life. Or so most people thought her mother wanting nothing to do with her since she decided to start her life from scratch only Naomi seemed to get in the way of her plans. From being sent to and Academy to Military school what happens when she's sent to live with her Brothers the one that had been sent to jail for five years the other ones that were never there for her the ones she barely remembered. Author: @ChildofChaos (T/W: this book contains scenes that may be triggering to some people so read at your own cost)

"Isn't life gradient, though? It goes quickly from one colour to the next, with all the shades of grey in between." Text information: Created in the year of 2014-2015 Notice: This work is solely the intellectual property of the author. Reproducing, copying, and sale without permission from the author are strictly prohibited. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, organizations, companies, brand names, places, or events is entirely coincidental. Text, and cover design ©2014-2016 by "thegreatbigworld" Thank you for your compliance with these policies and notices. Suggested rating: PG-13.

"𝐉𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐢 𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐢... 𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐢 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢." KUBER Rana, 35, is the CEO of the 'RANA Empire'. But his life was never simple as he was only nineteen when the weight of the Rana Empire and the care of his four little brothers fell upon his shoulders. He became not just their elder brother, but their loving mother, their coolest friend, and their strictest father. Under Kuber's guidance, the Rana Brothers built an empire of power and respect-a family bound by unshakable loyalty. They fight for each other, live for each other, and would die for each other without hesitation. The RANA Brothers are ruthless. Powerful, merciless, and feared by everyone. They are unstoppable-tied together by a bond stronger than blood itself. But when the women are destined for them, step into their lives, everything begins to change. Will these women understand the love, loyalty, and madness that binds the brothers together-or will they destroy the home Kuber built with his wife, Varnika, and the four men who are more his sons than his siblings? Because when the RANA Brothers fall in love, it isn't gentle. It isn't romance. It is possession. It is obsession. It is a war they will scorch the world to win... And they will do it together. Because their brotherhood made them kings but their love will make them sinners. Tropes: ~Bromance ~Dark Romance ~Forced Proximity ~Arranged Marriage ~Forced Marriage ~Forced Proximity ~Billionaire Romance ~Enemies to Lovers ~Slow Burn ~Second Chance ~Possessive Alpha male ~Family x Friends x Bond ~College Romance Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

Vaidehi Rajguru is soft where the world has been cruel. Betrayed by the man she loved, used, and humiliated, she is left carrying a lie that was never hers-that she was only good for one night. Scarred but still standing, Vaidehi isn't searching for love anymore-only for a way to breathe without shame. Rudra Vardhan is control wrapped in darkness. An alpha who doesn't believe in permanence, emotions, or second chances. One day-that's all he allows himself. One indulgence, convinced that desire will fade and attachment will dissolve. But Vaidehi is not something he can walk away from. As a stalker's shadow begins to close in, threatening to unravel her fragile sense of safety, Rudra's restraint starts to fracture. What begins as possession without touch turns into something far more dangerous-devotion. The kind that watches, guards, and claims without permission. This is a slow-burn, steamy romance filled with unspoken longing, emotional healing, and rising suspense-where love doesn't rush, but consumes... and where being claimed doesn't always require a touch.