"Let me get this straight," Danish's voice is sharp, his disbelief barely masked. "You want me to pretend to be in love with you?" Kiara tilts her head, the ghost of a smirk playing on her lips. "No, Malhotra. I want you to pretend you never stopped." For as long as Kiara Oberoi could remember, life had been a race she was never allowed to lose. And standing in her way at every turn? Danish Malhotra. Her biggest rival. Her greatest weakness. The boy who knew exactly how to ruin her. They spent their years locked in battle-academic rankings, debate championships, internships, and scholarships-neither willing to give the other an inch. They fought in front of the whole world. They fought when no one was watching. And somewhere in between all those fights, between the sharp words and long stares- they fell. It started with a project that forced them together. Forced them to see past the rivalry, past the competition, past the carefully built walls. Forced them to face the fact that they understood each other in ways no one else ever had. They fought for years-until one night, she gave him everything. And the next day? She destroyed him. "I could never love someone who doesn't even know his own origins." And then, she left. No warnings. No explanations. Just silence. Now, she's back. Same fire. Same hunger. Same boy she left behind-only now, he's colder, crueler, untouchable. And this time, they aren't just academic rivals. They're business enemies. And she needs him to fake date her. She isn't leaving without him this time. She says it's to win a war. He knows it's to win him back. But some fires never die- And this time, they might burn for real.

Being a drug lord is hard. Being a drug lord, who is also a woman, is even harder. So many people take you as a joke or try to convince you that sex with them is better than getting paid. But it's better to fake flirt with them, have them wrapped around your finger before breaking their nose, beating then robbing them. My life isn't as hard as others, but when your a woman, power and money still means nothing to men. No matter how in control you are of everything, they'll try to find a way to take that power away so you'll have to depend on them. CEO's, judges, lawyers, other drug dealers, sorry excuses for men, and even cops. A particular cop has taken an interest in me. Something about him drives me wild, but scares me. Maybe I'll entertain him, just for a bit to keep the cops off my ass. What's the worse that could happen? Copyright © The Cop and The Submissive

"Yulissa lives in a world of control. As a successful 31-year-old lawyer, she's precise, powerful, and feared in court. But her truest self only comes alive behind closed doors-when she holds complete command over another soul. She's not interested in casual flings or inexperienced boys. That is, until she meets Asher, an 18-year-old college freshman brimming with curiosity, sensitivity, and an aching need to surrender. Their meeting isn't romantic-it's accidental. She finds him crying quietly outside."

Daddy issues are usually a bad thing. At least that's how society tends to treat it. But Nora thinks there could be a positive side to it since she grew up with an absent father and she doesn't seem to fit into the category of girls with daddy issues. Nora has only learned what she wants in a man for her future relationship. A man who is dominant and naturally a provider since she lacked that kind of figure when growing up. She figured out she just can't stand immature boys her age. And unfortunately, that leaves her with older men. Not the wrinkly 50-year-old men or older, but early 30s men who are still young, fit, and want to settle and know how to treat a woman. Nora never had officially fallen for one until she met her work manager.... Manager Mace. And he is 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 that makes her weak to the knees. 🔞18+ VIEWERS ONLY🔞 - Sexual Activity/Thoughts -Adult Topics/Content -Sexual Assault/Cat Calling -20 year old x 30 year old ᴵⁿˢᵖⁱʳᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵗʳᵘᵉ ᵉᵛᵉⁿᵗˢ ⁱⁿ ᵐʸ ˡⁱᶠᵉ, ⁱᵗ ⁱˢ ᵃ ᵇⁱᵗ ᵈⁱᶠᶠᵉʳᵉⁿᵗ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵐʸ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ˢᵗᵒʳⁱᵉˢ ˢᵒ ᴵ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳˢᵗᵃⁿᵈ ⁱᶠ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉⁿ'ᵗ ᵃ ᵇⁱᵍ ᶠᵃⁿ, ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱᵗ ᵍᵉᵗˢ ʰᵒᵗ ˡᵃᵗᵉʳ ᵒⁿ!

Nora knew she was out of her depth, knew that the smart thing to do - the 'right' thing to do - would be to ignore his scandalous proposition... But would one night of 'wrong' be so bad? ♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥ Thank you so much for your interest in my story! If you enjoy what you read here, please consider checking out my other contemporary erotic romances, "In His Bed" and "No Strings Attached!

(18+) forbidden Daddy's wife Some roads you were never meant to come back from. Some roads change everything. Olivia never expected to end up on her stepson's lap for the drive to the beach cabin. With the car packed full, she had no choice but to sit on eighteen-year-old Lucas in the backseat while her husband Richard drove up front, completely unaware of what was happening behind him. The rough roads. The constant bouncing. The forbidden heat that built between them with every mile. By the time they reached the cabin, the lines had already been crossed. And once they started, neither of them wanted to stop. What began as a reckless secret on the way to the beach soon took over their home. Quiet nights. Open doors. A husband who saw enough to understand and chose not to fight it. Olivia kept telling herself she would end it. She never did. Then one careless afternoon left her pregnant. Two days later the test confirmed it. She went to her husband's bed one last time so the dates would line up, then watched him smile with real happiness when she told him they were going to have a baby. Some secrets are too dangerous to tell. Some roads only lead one way. And some debts can never be repaid.

𝑫𝒐 𝒅𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒎𝒂𝒏... 𝑱𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒋𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒌𝒂𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒚𝒂𝒂𝒓, 𝒂𝒖𝒓 𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒒 𝒃𝒉𝒊 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝒋𝒊𝒔𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒉𝒖𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒌𝒊 𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒂𝒏 𝒑𝒂𝒓 𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒉 𝒅𝒊 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒗𝒂𝒂𝒓. 𝑬𝒌 𝒘𝒐𝒉, 𝒋𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒋𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒏𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒋𝒉 𝒌𝒂𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒐𝒏 𝒑𝒂𝒓 𝒔𝒂𝒋𝒂𝒚𝒂, 𝒋𝒊𝒔𝒌𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒅𝒂 𝒌𝒐 𝒉𝒖𝒔𝒏, 𝒉𝒂𝒓 𝒒𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒎 𝒌𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒏, 𝒂𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒓 𝒌𝒉𝒘𝒂𝒂𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒌𝒐 𝒉𝒖𝒌𝒎 𝒎𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒂. 𝑨𝒖𝒓 𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒓𝒊 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒇 𝒘𝒐𝒉, 𝒋𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒔𝒊 𝒋𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒏𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒊 𝒂𝒂𝒈 𝒎𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒂, 𝒋𝒊𝒔𝒌𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒋𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒓 𝒅𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒊 𝒌𝒊 𝒎𝒐𝒉𝒂𝒓 𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒂 𝒅𝒊, 𝒋𝒊𝒔𝒌𝒊 𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒌𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒉𝒍𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒖𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒒𝒂𝒂𝒎 𝒅𝒂𝒖𝒅𝒕𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒂. 𝑫𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎 𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒈, 𝒓𝒊𝒘𝒂𝒂𝒛 𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒈, 𝒔𝒐𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒈, 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒈, 𝒎𝒂𝒒𝒂𝒔𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒈, 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒛𝒊𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒈... 𝒀𝒆 𝒌𝒐𝒊 𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒇𝒂𝒂𝒒 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊𝒏, 𝒏𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒒𝒕 𝒌𝒂 𝒌𝒐𝒊 𝒌𝒉𝒆𝒍 𝒀𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒉 𝒖𝒏𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒈 𝒌𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒍 .

She didn't tame his fire. She fed it. He was a decorated war hero-Major Abhiyendra Singh Agnihotri, a Para SF officer known as Firestorm. Trained to kill. Built to survive. Haunted by a past buried beneath medals and missions. Love? That was collateral damage he never allowed. She was a phantom in plain sight-Sharanya Vaidehi Kashyap, undercover as Maithili Sharma. A RAW field agent and Indian Army Captain, forged by pain, fueled by vengeance. Her scars were maps. Her silence was fire. And love? That was a weapon she never learned to wield. In the snow-kissed shadows of Kashmir, two storms collide. Assigned to the same covert operation, their paths cross under false names, real danger, and secrets deeper than the snowdrifts around them. He doesn't know she's a spy. She doesn't know he's already drowning in her fire. But war has rules. Missions have boundaries. Love doesn't. When betrayal runs in blood and every heartbeat risks exposure, will they fight their pasts-or ignite a future neither of them dared dream?

✨ May I Come In, Sir? ✨ In Classroom, Her : May I come in? ❤️💐 In Bedroom, Him : May I Come in? 🌚🌝 💥 Arhaan Rajvansh - The Predator in a Suit Cold. Calculating. Crowned in vengeance. His silence is louder than a scream, his touch colder than betrayal. A man who doesn't chase love - he hunts, to ruin. And when he sets his eyes on a secret... nothing can stop him from uncovering it. 💫 Inayat Dixit - The Sunshine with a Storm Beneath Soft smiles. Gentle words. A heart that loves too deeply... and hides too much. But don't be fooled - beneath the laughter lies a fire that can burn down empires. She wasn't born to break hearts - she was born to survive. ❤️‍🔥 Their Dynamic • He pushes. She dares to stay. • He scares. She calms. • His world is revenge. Hers is hope. • He guards his demons. She brings out his humanity. The girl he wanted to destroy... Became the one thing he couldn't survive without. --- ⚡ A tale where obsession meets innocence... and secrets are deadlier than love. 📌 When destiny collides again and again... when two broken souls are forced into each other's worlds... what wins in the end? 🥀 Revenge... or Love? 🌙 Spicy Teaser: She was busy licking her ice cream, eyes sparkling, carefree. "Do you want to..?" she offered innocently. He smirked, voice dark with mischief. "I also want to lick, but not the ice cream, Sunshine." --- 🔞 A slow-burn, professor × student, age-gap romance tangled with hidden identities, bloodline revenge, and twisted intimacy. 👑 A dark game where every touch confuses, every truth destroys, and every kiss is a war. --- 💬 What do you think? When destiny keeps colliding... will Arhaan and Inayat write their story in blood... or in love? --- 💔 Enemy to Lovers | 🎓 Professor × Student | ⏳ 8-Year Age Gap | 🔥 Slow Burn Revenge Romance

Yatharth X Ritu (18+) Ritu is a middle-aged housewife who lives with her daughter and comes from a conservative background. Her husband is in the Merchant Navy so he is mostly away from the household. She spends all her day doing household chores and barely spends any time on herself. Ritu is lonely and love-deprived only until Yatharth, her young neighbour enters her life! (This is an erotic romance whose main theme is the storyline, not sex!) #1 _ Older woman (16-2-24) #1 _ trajiclove (26-2-25) #2_cheatingwife (15-2-24) #1_fxm (24-2-24)