PRITHVI X SAANVI ❤️ (WIP) She is a widow with a cursed past. He is a king who bows to no one. When love defies society's rules, it becomes the most dangerous rebellion. Prithvi: "You are not a curse. You are my fate, Priye." Saanvi Malhotra has lived under judgment her entire life. Branded a bad omen after her husband's tragic death, she is whispered about, pitied, and shunned. The weight of society's scorn has taught her one thing-she is meant to endure, not dream. Until Prithvi Rathore steps into her world. Ruthless. Brilliant. Feared. As the Rathore family's strategist, he bends the world to his will. He doesn't believe in fate or curses. But the moment he sees Saanvi, he knows-she's his. Society calls her impure. Prithvi calls her his. 💔 "You shouldn't fight for me," she pleads. "No one ever has." 🔥 His fingers tilt her chin up, his dark eyes burning. "Then watch, Priye," he growls. "Watch as I burn the world for you." But the past won't stay buried. When her late husband's brother demands she pay for imagined sins, Prithvi unleashes hell. He doesn't follow society's rules. He writes his own. 💥 And Rule #1? Saanvi belongs to him-to protect, to cherish... and to love.❤️ 💥 Because Prithvi isn't just claiming her. He's destroying anyone who thinks they have the right to judge his woman.

"𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬." ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ "Zindagi ne ekbaar tumhe mujhse cheen liya... Lekin ab jo hoga, kismat ke hisaab ne nahi hoga, mere hisaab se hoga. Aur iss baar tumhe kuch nahi hoga. Iss baar bas barbaadi hogi. Unki. Jinhone meri jaan ki yeh haalat ki hai." And it wasn't a promise. It was a curse. It was a vow to every god in existence. And the air around him shifted-heavy, still, as if even the darkness feared what he had just sworn. But little did he know, their ends had already been written-in the same ink destiny once used to script her suffering. Their fates would burn, just as they had broken her. But not in his hands. Then who?

This is a short village story from 1980's era.. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 (𝟏𝟖+) When twenty-year-old Gauri, a naive and soft-spoken village girl, suddenly found herself tied in marriage to Madhav, a twenty-five-year-old shy and gentle man who spent most his days from morning to evening working in the fields, neither of them knew where or how to begin. They were two inexperienced souls, bound by a relationship they didn't fully understand. Gauri had never imagined what kind of husband she wanted, nor had she ever dreamed of love the way stories described it. And Madhav? He was far too absorbed in his farm and his duty toward his widowed mother to think about marriage or women. His life began and ended with the soil beneath his feet and the responsibilities on his shoulders. Two strangers, unaware of love's language, now share the same roof. But destiny had other plans because somewhere in Madhav's past still lived a woman. The woman who once dreamed of a future with him. And when fate decides to bring that past back into his present,will time heal what love could not or will the past come knocking on the door of their fragile new beginning?

This is an 18+ novel so be careful before reading #18+ #desiromance #indiannovel #smut #cutecouples

On my wedding night, I waited behind a heavy bridal veil, my heart pounding with fear and uncertainty. The door closed, and he sat before me. Then his voice broke the silence-innocent, fragile. "Didi... aap ab se mere saath rahoge kya?" (Sister will you live with me now?) That moment shattered me. He wasn't my brother. He wasn't a relative's child. He was my husband. Aditya Singh Chaudhary. A handsome man of twenty-five... yet locked in the mind of a nine-year-old but with a truth that froze me to the core. They called him incomplete. They called him broken. But fate made him mine. And now, I must decide- am I only his caretaker only... or will I learn to be the wife of a man who never truly grew up? 🎀 𝒥𝒾𝓈 𝒟𝒾𝓃 🎀

❤️ A secret marriage. A ruthless billionaire. An innocent wife who doesn't understand love. At just 18, Sanjana has lived a simple life, caring for her frail grandfather and dreaming of studying art. She knows nothing of romance, desire, or marriage. But when she is forced into an arranged marriage with Bhargav Kulkarni, a cold, 36-year-old billionaire, she's thrown into a world she doesn't understand. 🔥 A Man Who Swore Never to Love Again After being betrayed at the altar, Bhargav has locked away his heart, believing love is weakness. Forced into a marriage he never wanted, he vows to keep his new wife at a distance. No emotions. No expectations. No attachment. 💞 A Wife Who Doesn't Understand Love & Intimacy Sanjana tries to be the perfect wife, but she has no idea what intimacy means. Bhargav, drawn to her innocence, chooses patience over passion, guiding her gently without breaking her trust. 👨‍👩‍👧 A Family That Stands By Her Side Unlike most billionaire romances, Bhargav's family welcomes Sanjana with warmth and love. As she experiences kindness for the first time, Bhargav struggles to ignore the emotions he swore never to feel again. 💥 But When Their Secret Marriage Is Exposed... Just as Bhargav accepts his feelings, his manipulative ex-fiancée returns, determined to tear them apart. When the truth about their marriage is revealed, Bhargav must make a choice-protect himself or stand before the world and claim his wife. 🌹 What Makes This Story Different? ✨ A slow-burn romance where love isn't forced-it grows naturally. ✨ An 18-year age gap explored with care, trust, and deep emotional connection. ✨ A billionaire who isn't toxic, but protective and patient. ✨ A heroine who melts hearts with kindness. ✨ A story of healing, trust, and love that changes everything. 💖 She teaches him to love again. He teaches her what love truly is. 📚 Read now and fall in love with a romance that's different from the rest! 💫

Absolute Desi Smut ⚠️‼️ My personal favourite Vanya is a saree tease. Every evening, she comes home from work in a fresh saree-chiffon, net, silk, sheer, always hugging her hips just right. She does it to provoke her husband, Riaan, who works from home, watching her glide through their penthouse like temptation wrapped in elegance. But one night, Riaan calls her bluff. He shuts his laptop, locks the bedroom door, and says in that deep, steady voice: "From now on, you don't get to take off your saree unless I tell you. And when you do... you'll strip for me. Slowly. Like the needy little whore, you really are underneath all that drape." Thus begins their new nightly ritual: Strip & Serve.

"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.

A story set up in the 1920s... Peek to know more... Vikram fell in love with Suhani before she even knew he existed. And when destiny gave him a chance - he didn't let her go. He married her. But she never knew... his heart had already chosen her long ago. A story of unspoken love, quiet longing, and a husband who waited - patiently, silently - for his wife to fall in love too. See how life changes after marriage ..... By Purelybutterfly 🦋

"𝑨 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝒘𝒆 𝒅𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒑𝒍𝒆." - Scarlet Lane's world turns upside down when she learns that she's not human but a female demon known as a Succubus. She is sent to The Towers, a home for her kind, to meet her parents and to start her new life. The only problem is, problems are at every corner and there's a very dangerous hybrid named Dawson that seems to not be able to get her off his mind. She has to choose: will she put her own life on the line and fall in love with Dawson or will she refuse him? - This story is Mature. There's sexual scenes as Succubus and Incubus feeds through sex and blood. If these things makes you uncomfortable than I reconsider you reading this book. It's 18+, enjoy!