Boss x secretary Hot x sweet Fire x water "Veer, we're in the office-" "Exactly." His shirt hit the floor. His eyes never left mine as he pushed into me without warning. A cry tore from my throat, half shock, half something I couldn't name. "This," he murmured against my ear, his pace relentless, "is your punishment... for lying to me." The desk creaked under us as he drove into me, every movement a reminder of who was in control. Twenty minutes felt like an eternity, his breath ragged, mine breaking into pieces. When he finally stilled, he didn't even look away. He fixed his cuffs like nothing had happened. "Get back to work," he ordered, voice flat. Disclaimer... This story is a work of fiction and is entirely original, created by the author. All characters, incidents, and settings are purely imaginary and not based on any real person or event. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Unwritten Roads may include mature themes, emotional triggers, and romantic content intended for a more mature audience strictly 18+. Reader discretion is advised. Please do not copy, repost, or reproduce any part of this story without the author's permission. Support creativity - write your own road.

The story is set in a time when there used to be kings and queens. In the kingdom of Shravangarh, a girl is married to her King, her bestfriend, the one who knows her by heart.The beginning of their relationship is the beginning of war. So is their marriage just a responsibility or something else? This is a story about a Queen who is obsessed with her husband and a King who crazy about his wife. ☆Warning :This story contains mature themes (like sex, blood, violence) so proceed with caution. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. Readers discretion is advised.

"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.

When 18 years old Rooh fall in love with her 30 years old tutor

The story is set in ummm.. Wait, this time it's the modern world. A normal girl forced to marry a mafia man with dark past. Very basic, right? Just one detail. The girl is an avid dark romance reader and calls him Sunshine from their first meeting i.e. their wedding day. Oh! And the man? He is the usual grumpy cold blooded male lead who likes his guns, sunglasses and cigarettes but he loves his new addiction more. So let the tale begin.. ☆Warning :This story is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. It contains mature themes (like sex, blood, violence etc). I do not promote anything, it's all fictitious and just for the sake of entertainment. Readers discretion is advised.

Book 1 in Political Series A book describing a desi story plotted with Haryanavi touch with a mix of many average but sweet love stories in there. Not your typical politician and mafia leader along with being a C.E.O *huff* too many roles in one packet. A full time Politician who had politics running in his blood at a different level of pace. 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒓𝒂𝒋 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒅𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒚 :- A leading politician from Haryana (India) whose whole life revolves around only three points.....Politics...Power...and Brotherhood. But what if someone special enters in it and make our Mr. MLA forget all these. Not your typical shy, pretty, rich or all rounder Female of a story. 𝑨𝒏𝒊𝒌𝒂 𝑹𝒂𝒐 :- A real middle class girl and a student who knows there is nothing called Prince Charming in this sh!tty world and believes to have a bad fate like her mother and aunts in her family when it comes to marriage. But what if someone makes her realise that yes there are men like those stories, not that 100% perfect but still enough fictional to make you fall in love with? Student × Politician . . . . ✯ I'll just say.... please read the introduction chapters and after that you're free to leave if it's not your cup of tea. ✯ It's my first story so please ignore the mistakes. ✯ English is not my first language.

Princess Saanvi, a girl obsessed with smutty novels found herself caged in a loveless marriage out of her own greed, now she must do anything to fulfill her desires of a great sex and romantic life even if it means to seduce her husband's brother. With the goodlooks, elegance and intelligence she possess it didn't take much for her to win the heart of her brother-in-law, Prince Mohan, who was perfect for her, as he is not only extremely charming but also the crush of many! But King Aniruddha, the elder brother of the brothers is the only problem, a man who is accused of killing his own wife after domestic violence, he will do anything in his power to tear their relationship apart. But why Aniruddha is so bothered by their relationship? Is it just his orthodox mindset or does he have some dark desires for his sister-in-law? Probably the start of a twisted love triangle. But who will win ? Can the hero protect her? Or will the villain get her?

Cursed Curiosities Collection #3 - | Sarpanch X Socialite | COMPLETED "Cock ring." I stroke myself once, the pressure sharp, sweet, and punishing. "You thought you were the only one I punished, little vixen? I chained myself too. Every time I got hard, every time I thought about you, this dug into me. My cock's been locked in torment since the moment you left." ••• What happens when a storm meets his untamable thunder? Soham Kshatriya, the reluctant ruler of Nandhar, is a man of quiet power, who lets his actions speak and always calculates his next move. Dangerous, magnetic, and utterly unpredictable. He didn't seek love, but when it strikes, it consumes everything in its path. Enter Avani Jadhav. 22 years old Mumbai's high-society darling, is sent to a village she despises for a marriage she didn't choose. Polished, untouchable, and entirely unaware of the storm she has walked into. With just one look, she becomes his--mind, body, and all the fire she carries. His desire binds to her in ways no promise or rule can contain. Soham never asked for her, but now he wants her entirely. And Avani is claimed as his Vixen, whether she likes it or not. ••• Available with English translations. All kinds of media used in this book belong to their legitimate owners. ••• ⚠ WARNING : This story contains mature content including strong language and depictions of violence that may not be suitable for some readers. Reader's discretion is advised. •••

9 august 2025 :- top 1 from top 10 india 17 august 2025 :- top 2 from top 10 india 25 october:- top 3 from top 10 india 30 october :- top 6 from top 10 india 17 feb 2026:- top 2 from top 10 India ***************************************** 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.

He married me to break me. But I'll ruin him with desire. When fierce, untouched Princess Meher is forced into a political marriage to Prince Aaryan-a war-scarred ruler feared across kingdoms-she expects chains, cruelty, and silence. What she doesn't expect... is the way he watches her. The way he touches her like she's his property. Or the way her body burns for more. In a palace ruled by shadows, secrets, and power games, passion ignites in the most dangerous way. He's cold, controlling, and merciless-but behind locked doors, he teaches her how to beg, how to kneel, how to crave. Their marriage is a battlefield. Their bedroom is the war. And surrender? Isn't an option. 21+ ONLY | Royal Smut | Enemies-to-Lovers | Power Play | Dark Romance Graphic scenes in every chapter. Enter if you dare.