It is not a standalone. This is the continuation part two of my book The Malhotras so if you are my new reader please read the first part for the better understanding of the characters, plots and storyline.

⊹₊⋆ɴᴀ ᴄʜᴇᴅᴅᴏ ʜᴜᴍᴇ⊹₊⋆ ⊹₊⋆ʜᴜᴍ ꜱᴀᴛᴀʏᴇ ʜᴜʏᴇ ʜᴀɪ⊹₊⋆ ⊹₊⋆"ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ᴘᴏʟɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ? ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ."⊹₊⋆ ˚⊱🪷⊰˚ She was the peace he never knew he needed; he was the fire she never knew only she could calm. He entered her life to claim what he believed was his-and she let him, as if she had always belonged to him. She lived in quiet, controlled chaos, while a single decision of his could end a life-or save one. She thought he was too old; he thought she was too young. But when their worlds collided, age, logic, and reason ceased to exist-there was only them. She hated him for marrying her. He loved her for awakening emotions he never knew he had. She despised him, despised politics, yet he alone could make her knees weaken. And even though he loved her with devotion, his obsession could drive him to ruin her in the darkest ways. They were never meant to want someone like each other-yet what they shared burned hot enough to force their souls to kneel and beg each other to stay. MATURE CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.

[PARTITION ROMANCE] 18+ She is a mute. He is a politician. And 1947 is burning around them. After surviving a brutal assault and losing her only family, Vrishty, a voiceless Hindu girl, is left alone in a town tearing itself apart. Hunted by the man who first claimed her, she hides in silence, until Meer, an emerging Muslim politician, becomes the only barrier between her and the chaos outside. Bound by guilt and an unexpected pull, Meer begins to realise his vicinity with the girl. But the nation which divided amongst the communal hate, will it be able to save these burning interfaith hearts, alive? __________________________ "In Islam" he continued quietly. "You cannot marry unless both agree... and unless both are Muslim" His expression twisted, a deep aching conflict. I shook my head, looking at him. As if almost pleading him. Noo...please....

You know what's in there *major smut* ENJOY If you are looking for logic this is not for you I don't own any pictures and plz kids stay away if not comfortable DO NOT READ IT HIGHLY 18+

warning ⚠️ : highly matured content, 18+

Book 1 of 'Royal Elite' series. A dark romance book!!! 🔞🔞 mature, smut, erotic, adult-content "Take it in your mouth" he asked me to take his cock in my mouth and like a good wife I took it and started sucking. "aaahh....ummm.... aise hi aaaahhh. acha lag raha. Do it just like my good little wife." he moaned and it motivated me and i increased the speed and he soon came in my mouth. 'Now swallowed it all"he patted my head. "ji rana ji" i swallowed it all. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It contains a lot of smut😏 Book Tropes Age gap Erotic Adult content Mature Shot Smut ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

The legend of King Veer, a handsome and ferocious warrior whose very presence commanded respect and admiration. But it was not just his fighting skills that made him the talk of the kingdom - his chiseled features and powerful physique made women weak in the knees and desperate for his touch. This is a sordid tale of King Veer's sexual conquests, as his erotic sexual counters with countless women, leaving them breathless and broken with each rendezvous.

Ok guys it's highly mature book about indian erotica. Read at your own risk highly mature scenes 18+ with some hindi curse . Short stories about indian erotica.

this story is 18+ with Hindi smut. Don't report bitches!!