"I told you , I didn't kill her." "Don't lie to me Aaru . I have been informed that you pushed Mrinalini." He roared. "'Rajan' , I am telling you the truth and who are you to question me ? Who are you ? Who was she to you ? You can never be a good husband and you are proud of being a good ruler. You are a fool ,' Rajan '." " Who are you ? Oh leave that question. But she was my second wife whom I married with respect. Don't even dare to disrespect her . " Still harshness defining his voice. "You are telling me that I am disrespecting her . Wow !! She was my sister, she is and she will. She is not dead to me. She is living in my heart. You left all of us for your damn reason. You are bounded by that so called truth, 'Rajan'." " Don't shout at me 'Aaru' ." His rough hand is holding my nape now. "Don't dare to touch me or this dagger will pierce through your skin and there is no kindness left in me." " Then do it , ' My Queen'. Why are you holding it back? I didn't leave you willingly . You don't know the cruelty hiding behind this beautiful palace. I have to fight against it . I can't see anyone shedding blood anymore. " "Then why didn't you believe me? I am your wife then a queen. I didn't kill her 'My Rajan' . A tear slipped from my eyes." " Then who killed her ?" "You 'Rajan' . YOU!!" Please give my story a try. I promise you all won't be disappointed. Please read the instructions before you start reading.

He's made mistakes. Too many to count, but none as devastating as risking the love of his life. Can he win her back, or will their love slip through his fingers forever?

When love and death are joined hand in hand, two star-crossed lovers war against forgotten gods to forge the life that was stolen from them. She dies every time they unite. He breaks every time she does. Ailís has only just started dreaming of him, but it feels like he's been haunting her sleep- and her soul- for far longer. Eamon has been bound to the earth for centuries, fated to remember every lifetime of the woman he loved and lost... Every time. Bound by a forgotten goddess and doomed by a curse that spans millennia, they're trapped in a cycle of reunion and devastation with no end in sight. But this time, something has to change. ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' A romantic fantasy of fated love, myth, memory, and the ache of never being able to hold on. It is devastating in the best way.

#1: Ruthlesshero - 2025.04.21 #1: passionatedesire - 2025.07.08 #2: powerandcontrol - 2025.11.11 #2: loveandhate - 2025.11.15 "Because you're blind, Vania." His laugh is dry-like bones breaking under pressure. "Blind to the darkness that consumes me, the evil that stains my very soul." His tone grows colder. Bitterer. "Ce que tu appelles amour... c'est un poison pour moi." (What you call love... it's poison to me.) Follow me on instagram - @authorshyantika

♔ She is cruel, ruthless, and arrogant. She is stunning, cunning, and deadly. She insists that we are not equal in this arranged marriage. She is the boss. She makes the rules. She can make me kneel in front of her with just a sweep of her lashes. She can make me feel things I have only read about in romance novels. But she can also break my heart with just a few words from her pretty mouth. And I am a hundred percent sure she will. Yet, I cannot stop myself from falling for my wife. No matter how much secrets she hides from me. ♕ He is sweet, innocent, and thoughtful. He is beautiful, smart, and full of life. He insists on making me happy and being my friend. He is the light of my life. He is the only person I have ever loved. I love him to the point of obsession. I would burn down the entire world to protect the boy with the lavender eyes. And if keeping him safe requires me to be the villain, then I would gladly become the devil herself. ~~~~~~ New update every week!

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I was the chaos he never wanted - and the only woman he couldn't resist. Rishi Shekhawat built empires with silence, protected his family like a soldier, and carried loyalty like a scar. He didn't do distractions. Then came me - Aaira Birla. Flirty. Fiery. One braincell short of disaster. I crashed into his perfectly controlled world with red lipstick, sarcasm, and an agenda of my own. He told me to behave. I laughed. Because being his problem? That's my favorite privilege. ‼️Warning- This story is heavy on spanking- (theme being- submissive in denial, dominant in style) It has consensual- non- consensual spankings If this is not your vibe, feel free to ignore. Happy reading

He knelt in front of her, craving her touch, craving her body, craving to please her. "Do whatever to me, unleash your monsters, but I beg you, I want to touch you, I want to please you!" He cried out desperately. Only she knew the devil she was holding the reigns of. "Oh boy, you don't know what I'm keeping at bay." She whispered huskily, her hand holding his chin up. He was so desperate, so helpless. A gleeful sight to watch. "Just this once, please!" He begged, as she stared at him intensely. *** Helena Hunters was forced into this weird academy. And she was paired with the most annoying person as her sub. Would she able to go through with it all?

Clara is new to the big city when she catches the eyes of a dominant, older man. Will she give into his ways or change him? THIS STORY IS MATURE, DON'T REPORT. WORK IN PROGRESS... THIS IS MY FIRST STORY SO BE NICE!!!!