🔞 Adult Hindi Content ... "Dar lag raha hai?" Aaryan murmured, eyes locked on hers. Meher's breath hitched. She nodded. He smirked. "Accha hai... mujhe wahi chahiye jo darte hue bhi rukti nahi." His hand slid into her hair, pulling her closer. "Main tumhe ch*dunga, rulaunga... pyaar nahi, obsession doonga." Her knees trembled. His thumb brushed her lip. "Tum meri ho, Meher. Ab sirf meri." ... ⚠️ Read at your own risk...

He's my stepdad. My obsession. And I'm his favorite sin. Noxton Gray isn't just a man. He's a storm-dangerous, addictive, and impossible to escape. The world knows him as the fallen model making his comeback. I know him as the man who watches me too closely, touches me too long, and whispers that I was his the second we met. He married my mother for convenience... but he looks at me like I'm the only thing worth ruining everything for. I should fear him. I should hate him. But instead, I ache to be claimed, to be ruined, to be his. Because when Noxton Gray wants something... he doesn't stop until it's his obsession. And his obsession... is me. 👑 HIGHEST RANKINGS👑 #1 in scandal 01/02/26 #1 in fangirl 08/02/26

18+🔞 Village head x Collector Power x law Married at twenty-two in an arranged union, Adhira Rao had a life mapped out for duty and discipline. Encouraged by her husband, she pursued her dreams and became the youngest IAS officer in her cadre at twenty-four. Mahavir Rathod - Jamendar of the village, ruthless in business, feared by rivals, commanding in the outside world - built an empire, but inside his home, he built a sanctuary for his wife. Outside the door, they are worlds apart: Adhira with her laws, Mahavir with his power. Inside, the world disappears. They are obsessive, passionate, and utterly devoted to each other. Every touch, every glance, every heated moment belongs to them and them alone. In a village where loyalty is currency, power rules, and every outside gaze judges them, Adhira and Mahavir live by one law - whatever happens outside, stays outside. Because behind closed doors, they are not just husband and wife. They are fire and desire, obsession and love, unbreakable and untouchable. strictly 18+ if you feel uncomfortable then feel free to leave

Set in early 2000s India, this is a slow-burn romance of unsaid feelings, stubborn silences, and hearts that take their time to fall. "I have loved you since I was six." But I never told him. Because he was my best friend's brother. Because he was eight years older. Because he never looked at me the way I looked at him. Years passed. I never moved on. Not even a little. And then... he came back-older, colder, and wearing a police uniform. Then, I did the one thing I never dared before. I wrote him a letter. A letter full of everything I had buried inside me for years. He read it. And broke my heart with five quiet words: "You are not my type." But fate, it seems, has a twisted sense of humour. One letter. One rejection. And one arranged marriage proposal later, suddenly, I'm his fiancée. He asked me to say no. I said yes.

Dama'at al-Qamar- a Series Yuanfen- A fated bond (Book 4 of the Series) It's not luck. It's not coincidence. It's destiny with a soft touch. He fell first and harder. Kavir Aryan - 24. Indian. Cold hands, colder silences. Believes in nothing, until her. Jealous. Brilliant. Secretly searching for God. Rua Isa Bilal - 22. Pakistani. Fire in a dupatta. Witty. Loud without speaking. She guides strangers online-but forgets to save herself.

Book -II of The Same Stranger Trilogy -------------- 🚨 Read the Disclaimer. They say tragedy comes in threes. Did Dhruvi escape one... or has she already stumbled into the next? She tore herself free from Adhrit Agnihotri. But freedom is an illusion. His shadow lingers, waiting, watching. He is not finished with her. But this time, fate twists sharper. Because Veer is back. Or perhaps... he never left. Hidden in the unlit corners, lurking beneath calm waters, always there-unseen, unforgotten. Dhruvi tried to forget. But fate does not forget. Before everything else, she was Veer ki Sia first. She may have escaped Adhrit Agnihotri. But can she escape the man who was once her beginning- and might just be her end? Who? Veer. Her past. Her everything. Now staring back at her... face to face The past doesn't knock. It breaks in. And , Some shadows never fade. Some come back to claim you. You can't outrun what was once yours. Tragedy was only waiting its turn. ------------ BLURB:- "Next time ...you so much as look at another man... you'll remember this-my cum , soaking your bra and panties," he growls against my ear, the heat of his breath scalding.

Child marriage as bizarre and absurd as it sounds to most of us, It is an existing reality of most of the teens of the many south-western countries of the world!! With that being said When I came across the Mayi Ri, I felt a lot of expressions could be done with Annie and Fakhir's relationship, And also The mature aspects of their marriage So here's my basic attempt to write my version of Annie and Fakhir's relationship where Fakhir and Aeniy fall in love , With that being said Lets dive right in !!! ~~Hope you guys enjoy~~~~~~

𝑳𝑬𝑮𝑨𝑪𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 : 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑭𝒐𝒖𝒓 Isha was never meant to love. Broken, scarred, and trapped in the echoes of a past that refused to let go, she knew better than to trust-especially a man. Raghav never believed in love at first sight-until the day he saw her. The girl who hid behind shadows, who flinched at his presence, who begged him to stay away. Still, his heart refused to listen. In a world where silence spoke louder than words, could love ever to bridge the distance between a man who wanted to protect and a woman too afraid to be touched?

please leave me you bastard... don't touch me help me .. help

this story is completely my imagination. it's just for fun so forget about votes and enjoy it. it's a mature content so read only if you are comfortable.