Dark Romance | Mature themes | 18+ There was a time when Rudransh Singh Thakur believed in love. A time when power wasn't everything. When silence didn't define him. But that was before betrayal. It made him ruthless now. Now, at thirty-four, Rudransh stood as a man the world feared a minister, whose silence carried more weight than words ever could. Nothing touched him anymore. Nothing except one. His son. Aryaman Singh Thakur Five years old. A child who had learned early that people leave... and promises don't stay. If Rudransh had built walls, Aryaman had learned to live within them. And then, she entered. Not with power. Not with demand. But with silence that matched theirs. Ishani Sharma A woman who had known pain in ways she never spoke of. Who carried her past like a shadow she couldn't outrun. Who held her child as if that alone was reason enough to survive. She didn't belong in his world. And yet, she became a part of it. A marriage not built on love, but on necessity. On power. On a name she never asked to carry. He didn't want her. His son wouldn't accept her. But she stayed. Not loudly. Not forcefully. Just... there. And in the middle of it all... there was Arohi, breathing life into the silence. A child too young to understand pain, yet the only one who carried light into a life built on shadows. And in a house where silence ruled, where love had once been broken and buried. something began to shift. Not all at once. Not enough to be called love. But enough... to change everything. Because behind power, behind silence, behind every unspoken truth lies a story hidden beneath the VEIL OF THRONE (A/n : This book is for mature audiences, contains explicit content. Do read only if you are comfortable.) #1 in Top10 in India (7/8/9/10/11/13/14) of May 2026 #2 in Top10 in India ( 12/15/16/17 ) of May 2026

"You can stay angry all you want, wife... but this tight little pussy is clenching around me so greedily. Look at you still glaring, yet dripping for your hubby.. . Ahhh slow...... she moan 19 × 26 Dominant FL Soft/Submissive ML Arranged marriage Boundaries. Control. Slow burn. She doesn't follow rules. He doesn't fight for control. And somehow... that's where everything begins.

#TLLAE Elizabeth is a woman with impossible curves, big breasts that barely fit in her tight blouses, a round and juicy ass that hypnotizes with every step, and thick, soft thighs that make any eye catch on them. With her long hair, innocent eyes, and sweet smile, she seems like the perfect teacher... but her voluptuous body and naive personality make her a walking temptation. Despite her good intentions, Elizabeth always ends up getting into increasingly compromising situations and scenarios. Whether it's during a sex education class, a bath towel that over-exposes her body, or a simple physical education class where her workout clothes become too revealing, she ends up exposed in ways that would make even the most experienced blush. Her most daring students can't help but look at her with lust, her friends, classmates and acquaintances secretly fantasize about her, and she, with her innocence, doesn't fully understand why everyone treats her like a (sexual...) goddess or maybe she does understand, but her perverted and curious side makes her enjoy danger. Between everyday adventures full of exaggerated anime-style fanservice, slice of life moments at school, in her apartment or on the street and scenes full of sexual perversion, Elizabeth will discover how far her body can go. How many times will she end up with her skirt lifted, buttons popping off her blouse, or being "accidentally" undressed due to out-of-the-ordinary situations? This is a hot, explicit and uncensored story for a mature audience. Get ready for lots of ass, breasts, thighs and scenes full of lascivious fantasy and fetishes where the line between innocence and the most shameless lust is gradually blurred. To what extent can the life of a beautiful and voluptuous teacher become perverted? Read if you dare! 🔥

Nandini x Rajveer 💗 Nandini, a 22-year-old girl from a nearby village, moves into the home of 27-year-old Rajveer after a traditional wedding. The first few weeks are defined by a loud silence. Nandini is shy, navigating a new kitchen and the expectations of her in-laws, while Madhav is a hardworking man of few words, busy with the family's farmland. They communicate through objects rather than words-a folded shirt left on the bed, a glass of water kept ready before he asks, or a bag of her favorite sweets he brings back from the market without saying why.

Hey my little bunny babies....so I'm rewriting the Book "my police hubby" with a different story line....

🔞🔞🔞🔞 ✨️"She was chaos wrapped in innocence... and he was a storm that never settled. Together, they were destiny."✨️✨️✨️ He was the man who ruled empires with his ruthless mind. She was the girl who dreamed with her innocent heart. Rudra Singh Rathore - tall, muscular, too handsome to be real. A man whose voice alone could make people shiver. CEO of Picola Pvt Ltd. Betrayed once, he believes- "Pyaar naam ki cheez sirf books mein hoti hai... asli duniya mein sab paisa dekhte hain." And then, there's Adhira Singh - 20, short, clumsy, bubbly. A girl who could talk for hours, sing for days, and dream forever. She always believed- "One day, mera Rajkumar aayega... jo mujhe hamesha pyaar karega, hamesha sambhalega." When destiny ties them together through family bonds and promises... He thinks she's "just another gold digger". She thinks he's "the most arrogant, khadoos insaan on earth." But between his hate and her innocence... something begins to burn. 🔥 A story of two opposite worlds colliding. 🔥 Of wounds that heal with love. 🔥 Of a ruthless man who never believed in love... until he met the girl who sang her way into his heart. 🔥 Rudra × Adhira 💍 strangers → Lovers → Soulmates 🌹 Drama | Angst | Spice | Romance ✨ Follow for updates & teasers ⚠️All the pictures used in this story are taken from Pinterest. I do not own any of them. ⚠️⚠️This story may contain mature scenes. Reader discretion is advised.

Adhira pov : "hey bhagwan" when will you listen to me ,when will you give me freedom from this hell? ........... I can't take it anymore now ......... is it that tough to take my life........... or is it because you perhaps also consider me flithy just ...please I beg you please take this miserable life that you gave me without my permission I hate this life please take me where you are please....pl .ple...ase I beg you I beg you (sobbed) Neer pov : I beg you I beg you (roared) live me alone ....for God sake why you all always want to decide for me I'm a fu#king grown man ,and can make decisions for myself I just love my life like this.... there is just one rule in my life DARLING "LIVE YOUR LIFE AT FULLEST other side: kill them all....no no no dhruv I totally forgot the rule which is in our rule book , death is for mistakes He did a sin (gritted his teeth) take him to basement...... POV Neer : hey badygirl I will make you regret your birth.....and make your life a living hell that you will beg for your life ( whispered) Adhira : (just stared blankling at him) which made him angry,he clinched his jaw and again whispered in her ears Neer : Malkin bnna tha n tumko tum jaisi ladkiyon ko Mai acche se janta hu naukrani n bna Diya n to kh na kya ( whispered in high pitch) And in response Adhira just chuckled dryly Adhira : Naukrani ko aur kitna naukrani bna lenge ( internally said) phase :2 Can't you see that I f#$king love you damn it......said???? Just stared blankly And that time a heart broke💔💔💔💔 phase :3 (A beautiful lady is crying sitting on her knees) :I'm ready to do anything for you what ever you say ( A chiseled man sitting on a chair with a manspread ..looking like he can devour the person infront of him wholesomely) tsked and said : Did you said any thing think again ... : yes anything :Think again and this time sensibly : yes yes yes I will do anything :....STRIP ( roared like a

✨ Vikrant Tripathi (27) A man of few words and unreadable expressions. Vikrant Tripathi isn't someone who believes in unnecessary conversations or grand displays of emotions. Calm, composed, and quietly responsible, he runs his own jewellery shop with dedication and discipline. To the world, he is serious, distant, and almost impossible to understand. But behind that silence lies a man who notices everything... who cares in ways he doesn't know how to express... and who, once he accepts someone as his own, never lets them feel alone. He may not say much- but when he does, it matters. --- ✨ Shravya sharma (24) A girl who grew up dreaming of love that feels like magic. Shravya is soft-hearted, expressive, and a little lost in her own romantic world. Working as a teacher in a private school, she finds joy in small things, heartfelt moments, and stories that promise forever. She believes in understanding, in emotional connection, in a husband who would feel like home. Reality, however, doesn't always match her dreams. But even in the face of silence and unfamiliar emotions, Shravya holds onto one thing- her belief that love, in any form, is worth feeling. --- Two completely different hearts. One unexpected bond.

A sex addicted Sarpanch. An innocent maid. And an obsession neither of them saw coming. What'll happen when the Sarpanch of villages, who's known for his anger issues, cold aura and womaniser nature obsesses over an innocent maid of his haveli? Dive into this novel to know. Join with me on journey of Adhivrit and Sukoon and let's live in the world of my imagination. Imagination meri beyond the imagination hai to thoda sambhal ke haan. ••••••••••••••••• A Mature rated novel which contains explicit intimacy, adult content, abusive and vulgar language and dark sexual theme. Some sort of "chutiyapa" too. Don't continue if you can't tolerate a toxic, obsessive, dominant and a non - virgin male lead. Or if you're not fond of reading submissive/vulnerable female leads. Proceed at your own risk. •As english isn't my first language, there would be lots of grammatical mistakes (ofcourse you know, right?). Feel free to point them out but without making fun of me (nahin to mai rone lagungi). •Hindi dialogues would appear without English translation (bina hindi ke feel nahi ayega. Don't worry I won't write "shakkar pita shree" for *sugar daddy*). °°°°°° Thank you for choosing this book. And best of the luck ise jhelne ke liye. (Gaali mat dena, kyunki naajuk kali hun main).

Hindi Smut 🔞🌶️🔥 Usne inch tape uthaya, par uski nigahein mere badan ke curves par thi. Naap toh bas ek bahana tha... us din band gharme mein us darzi ne mera aisa 'encounter' kiya jo main kabhi nahi bhool paungi. 💦🥵