"𝑱𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊 𝒉𝒊 𝒔𝒂𝒉𝒊, 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒅𝒊 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒂𝒂𝒑𝒔𝒆, 𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏, 𝑨𝒖𝒓 𝒏𝒊𝒃𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒈𝒊." ⋆.˚✮🎧✮˚.⋆ You can run away from a normal man- but can you run from the owner? The lunatic. The public threat of Uttar Pradesh. She returned to her home town with a hope to have peace- But she was handed straight to the devil. Hate and annoyance planted the seed- of obsession, of control, over a girl who had never been allowed to heal. A marriage she never asked for. A life she wasn't ready for. But now that it's hers- will she run from it? Or turn it around, on her own terms? ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐ MATURE CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION © All Rights Reserved

"You're what...?" He fretted. "Pregnant, you moron," she squealed. ×××××××××××××××××××××××××××× Primier out on: January 5 Chapter 1 on: January 7

He looked into her eyes, a storm of emotion swirling behind his steady gaze. "You don't even know who I actually am," he said, his voice low, trembling just slightly. The fear was real-raw. The thought of her discovering the truth, of walking away once she knew... it haunted him. After so much struggle finally they are together. now..he couldn't afford to lose her. Not when she meant everything. But then, without flinching, she met his eyes and answered with a calm that carried weight. "And you don't know who I am... or what I did to you." There was fire in her voice, but also something darker something buried. He didn't understand. Still, she seemed so composed, like it didn't shake her. But it shook him. Because if his secret ever came to light, he was certain it would destroy everything between them. Their bond, their love gone in an instant. She stepped back slightly, her voice soft now. Almost too soft. "I just know I love you. That's it." And with that, she turned and walked away, leaving him standing there. But the fear didn't leave her. It stayed-settled in his chest, growing heavier by the second. Then, his phone rang. He glanced at the screen. That number again. His stomach twisted. He hesitated before answering. The moment the call connected, a cold, artificial voice spilled into his ear. "Just ten days left... and I will steal her from you." The voice was mechanical, distant-but filled with menace. Then came the laughter. Sharp. Cruel. Inhuman. His hands clenched into fists. Jaw tightened. Teeth grinding. Who was this mysterious man? What that Mysterious man about to do? And worse... what did she is hiding from him and what his identity which maybe destroy their relationship? Because now, it was clear-Isha wasn't the only one being kept in the dark. Both of them were hiding something. ⠀⠀✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ Anirudha x isha Anisha

#1 in Deals & Desires Series The life of a sunshine professor Pankti Bajaj(24),takes a drastic shift when she faces the harsh reality on her wedding night that she isn't married to her fiance instead to his elder brother - Maahir Raghuvanshi (30), a grumpy businessman, owner of Elayne Group of Hotels which he inherited as a part of his family's legacy. She was betrayed by life, shattering her dreams and wishes connected with her fiance whom she met through an arranged marriage setup but now she is bound to be the wife of Maahir Raghuvanshi and has no option other than to spend the rest of her life in Raghuvanshi Mansion where each wall has a story to tell, a mystery to solve. But here comes the question - Was that game actually planned by destiny or was there someone who wanted them to tie themselves in the sacred knot of marriage? If yes, then who is it?

" Where is your home? " Chaaya asked him " Right in front of me standing and asking question, where is your home " Iravan replied gazing at her and she blushed Professor X Student We have all have read that Student develops a crush on her professor but... What happen when The student becomes obsession of Professor.. The attraction turned into obsession The obsession turned into love Give it a try I know you'll will love it....

[LATE UPDATES ] 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭. ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ He extended his hands and it reached down my throat, choking me tightly. Tears gathered inside my eyes and somehow I managed to say "V-veer mujhe d-dard ho raha h-hai" Instantly he tightened his hold and replied in a low terrifying tone, "Toh nahi jana chahiye tha na kisi dusre ladke ke pass meri jaan. Ab dard toh hoga tumhe" He totally sounds like a psychopath right now, his possessiveness will kill me someday. ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ "One or two?" He asked and I stared at him in confusion. "Fingers babygirl." He's rubbing my pussy, extending his middle finger toward my folds and dragging it back to my clit. I can feel the wetness down there. I'm not able to answer, everything is unheard. "Answer or you'll feel my dick inside you within a second" He commanded. "O-one" I slowly responded. Instantly, I closed my eyes tightly when he inserted two of his middle fingers with his ring on it. Oh, this is a pleasure.

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#1 in Love series ִֶָ 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆★⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ Aayansh did several mistakes. The biggest mistake was to leave her. He was in love with another girl during their school. It wasn't love but just a little crush. She betrayed him in few months. . . . Alaya was the bestfriend of Aayansh. She knew Myra was cheating on him. But as they say love is blind. Aayansh left her for Myra. . . . But he realised his mistake and was ready to do anything for her forgiveness. . . Will she forgive him? . . Both of them are powerful magnets. Watch as their hearts and souls get intertwined. ִֶָ 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆★⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ 𝙋𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙙 It's my first time writing a book. It will have lots of errors. You all can correct me whenever necessary. Hope you'll like the story🧚 Started on: 19-10-2023 Ended on: 12-2-2024

𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐀𝐅 𝐀𝐋𝐈 𝐊𝐇𝐀𝐍, having firm faith in Allah ,not so wealthy but after his uncle snatched his properties.His circumstances become extremely weak financially. He got appointed as a bodyguard of a billionaire CEO 𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐀 𝐙𝐔𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐈,a spoiled princess ,gets anything she want. If she wants something she will get either by Hook or by crook. Can get any man on his knees in second 𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗮 𝗭𝘂𝗯𝗲𝗿𝗶,pissed by her bodyguard who wouldn't look at her ,she made 𝗵𝗶𝗺 go to the bar forcefully He denied and said that he will leave this job but 𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗮,who hates being disobeyed, rejected, threatens him that she will make sure no company appoints him, Poor Yousuf for his mother's health's sake stays there 𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗮 become obsessed with him , curious why he pray to Allah when Allah didnt gave him anything good in life ( according to her) 𝗬𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗮𝗳 lowered his gaze but still protect her as it was his job,prayed even when she set up traps for him to not pray

𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫. "You're a psycho, a crazy bastard," I spat out, my veins pulsing with anger. He can't, he can't save me because I'm his. Because I'm not. "You made me that, remember?" His bloodied hand approached my face, sending shivers down my spine as he gently traced my skin from my forehead, down to my cheekbones, and finally to my jaw. His warm blood left a trail on my face, causing my ribs to tighten and my limbs to tremble. His touch was electric and scorching, searing my skin. Hamdan Waseem had always been a soft sunshine in my eyes, but the figure before me now, smearing his warm blood on my face, is still Hamdan, yet a version I never knew. He's a monstrous version of himself, a psycho. "Calling me a psycho is an understatement because I'm much more than that six-letter word when it comes to you," he smirked devilishly, causing my stomach to churn.