𝐒𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚 : 𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑤𝑖𝑛'𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝘈𝘎𝘈𝘚𝘛𝘠𝘈 𝘚𝘏𝘌𝘒𝘏𝘈𝘞𝘈𝘛 𝘹 𝘚𝘈𝘚𝘏𝘈 𝘔𝘐𝘛𝘛𝘈𝘓 "𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 " 𝐻𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑥-𝑏𝑜𝑦𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑤𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑔𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑦 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑑 - 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡, 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘. 𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑒𝑓𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑓𝑜𝑟 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑝𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑆ℎ𝑒𝑘ℎ𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑡 𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑒. 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑦𝑎𝑙 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑚. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝑨𝑺𝑯𝑨 𝑴𝑰𝑻𝑻𝑨𝑳... ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟'𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑐é 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑑. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑓𝑎𝑡𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑎 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛. 𝐼𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑡𝑜 𝐴𝑔𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑦𝑎 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑓𝑡 𝑏𝑒ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑑.

To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.

Warning Mature story "Aap na bahut bure hai," a four-year-old girl said while pouting. "Main bura hoon? Kitni baar bola hai, hone wala pati hoon tera. Samajh nahi aata? Phir se 'bhaiya' bola na, toh maarunga," the ten-year-old boy replied. Her eyes filled with tears. "Me... ri... galt... i ha... i, ma... ne bola tha ki..." she stammered, crying. His heart clenched at the sight. "Accha, chup ho ja. Tofee khayegi?" he offered gently. She instantly smiled and nodded.

"A wedding meant for love... stolen by madness." _______________________________________ Him: "Who deserves punishment, biwi?" Her: (barely audible, heart pounding) "M-me..." Him: (tilting her chin up, voice dark and unwavering) "And where, biwi? On our bed... or in the ashes of the man who dared to crave what's mine?" Her: (whimpering, body trembling) "P-please..." Him: (low chuckle, deadly possessive) "No, biwi. Please what?" He leaned in, his breath a sinful caress against her trembling lips. "Please what, baby? Use your words." "Beg me to break you. Beg me to make you mine-completely-until even your soul moans my name." His grip tightened, his fingers tracing fire down her skin. "Say it-" Her: (shuddering, surrendering) "Yours..." His lips hovered, his voice a dark whisper, laced with devotion and madness. ________________________________________ "You are the prayer my soul has bled for through lifetimes." "The flame my darkness bows before." "The only truth my chaos kneels to." "And now, biwi, you are bound to me-not by fate, not by destiny-by me." This isn't just dominance. This is obsession, possession, destruction, and worship-wrapped in the most sinful kind of love. Get ready to step into a world where love turns lethal, obsession burns wild, and surrender is the only escape.

#1 all INDIA RANK ON 26oct 28 oct 3 march MAY JUNE and many more!! #1 die bollywood warriors cute ISHWASA X MUBARIZ Jab mohobbat itni badh jaye ki wo lafjon me bayan na ki ja sake to koi tareeka to chahiye na apni mehram ko batane ka ki unse mohobbat kitni beshumar ho gayi hai. Bas mahroo hamare bhi lafj khatam ho gaye hain, itni betahasha mohobbat ho gayi hai aapse ki ab appke jarre jarre par hamara nam likhne ka jee chahta h. Apne aap ko aap ko saupane ka jee chahta hai. Aapko is kadr khud me samana chahte hain ki khuda khud bhi aapko hamse juda na kar paye." " When love gets so much increased that it can not be described in words then we need to find a way to tell our beloved about how much we love them that how much we love them. Mahroo my words too felt finished. I love you so damn much that I want my name to be imprinted on each and every pore of your body. I want to submit myself to you now. I want you to diffuse in me such a way that god himself could not be able to put us apart." He again claimed my lips but this time I can feel the urgency, the desperation in his actions which I never felt before. He always kiss me lovingly and slowly but this one was totally opposite. His hands roamed on my entire waist but when he traced my belly button with his fingers a sound escaped my lips without my permission," Ahhhmmm". My body shaking with the sensations and he left my lips only to look into my eyes. Reviews~~~ * his actions are so intense🔥🔥 *Ahhhhhh 🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋 Oops sorry 🐛🐛🐛🐛 *lots of love 💖💖💖to the author ❤️❤️ I can never forget this story. ..... 👍🏻👍🏻 *ahhh aree ariz ❤️‍🩹😭🤌🏻 ek ariz to me bhi deserve karti hu na ??.me good girl hu 🙂 *Haayeeee Bhaisab sharam aa gyi ye pad ke toh *Taking ss of these lines and keeping them in my notes to show my future husband😭 ( or abhi 18 ki hu mein 🤡). These are just too good.✨🌹 *Marry me khwahish💖😘 Give it a ch

" Do not be mistaken little flower, you are mine and mine alone. Any man who looks at you longer than three seconds will be dealt in a manner I find fitting. This is my kingdom and I run it the way I see it competent." Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi, the king of Rajasthan announced as he occupied his big, intimidating throne and I stood as far away from his as I possibly could and I shivered under his mocking gaze. " The last time I checked, I was a living human being and not a thing to be possessed Ranaji. You may be the king and own this kingdom and the will of people here but you most certainly don't own me. I will not submit and neither will I do what you want me to. This is my life and I should be the one who makes decisions for myself." I don't know where this undiscovered confidence was coming within me in front of him but I was giving my best to not let it slip away. All I heard was a laughter which oscillated in the otherwise empty throne room as he stood up on his feet and started to walk to where I was standing. His gaze, which was mocking me earlier had now turned stoic which rooted me to the spot I was standing at. I couldn't as much as attempt to run away. " You are only helping me, little one. I am not the one to back out from a challenge and when the incentive is as ravishing as you, how can I lose?" He asked as he stopped merely inches away from me and with the back of his hand, traced the single strand of hair which was framing my face right till my chin, his fingers still lingering. There was a solid 0.001% chance that I could have avoided this trouble named Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi but who was I kidding? I was a walking trouble magnet and what was 0.001% if not an over-expecting hope of something not happening? Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi takes Siya Dhar's world by storm when she steals his heart without even have the knowledge of doing so!