"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐘𝐨𝐮" After a long day Abhimanyu returns back home and straight away goes to his room, only to find Amyra sleeping on his bed only in her underwear. Listening to the door's sound, Amyra covers herself with her hands. "Oh I didn't know you were going to come home so early" she said smirking at him. Abhimanyu walked slowly towards Amyra, his shoes sound only audible in the s*xual atmosphere. He grabbed her cheeks tightly. Her cheeks were squished in his strong, big veiny hands. "You want to be my s*x sl*t, don't you". .................................................................................. TROPES✨ Forced Marriage Age Gap She fell first, He fell harder Mature romance This is a Mafia Romance story where Amyra, a 21 year old girl is forced to get married to a Ruthless Mafia leader Abhimanyu Gupta. This story is all about lust, seduction and dark romance. This is a slow burn story. .................................................................................. ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ This story is for mature audiences as it contains smut. Read at your own risk. #2 in India (29/06/25) #1 in Seduction #1 in matureaudience #1 in maturestory #1 in obsessive #1 in fastupdates #1 in marriageproposal #1 in action-romance #1 in marriage-of-convience #2 in top10 India #2 in marriage #2 in hindi #3 in slowburn #10 in India

Meet Shivansh who brings laughter in everyone's face. He is the life of every party. Spending time with shivnash means guarantee of joy and happiness, excitement and laughter. Meet Sangeeta who is radiant ray of sunshine. She brings happiness in others life. She is fighter, hustler, topper and heiress to a vast empire. Beneath her polished exterior lies an independent and fierce woman. She is unapologetically herself, never afraid to speak or stand up for what's right. My Dearest Rival explores the love story of shivansh and Sangeeta. How they are going to turn into lover from enemies, to know that read this book and find out what happens next.

Drishti Aggarwal's life changes the night she is kidnapped. A law student daughter of Police Commissioner. Aaryav Singh Rathor. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. To the world, he is self made successful CEO, To Drishti, he is simply the monster who stole her freedom. But Aaryav didn't take her for money.He took her for revenge. Drishti is the daughter of the man who destroyed Aaryav's past. Her defiance refuses to break, her fire challenges him in ways no enemy ever dared. "You think you can scare me?" her voice trembling but unyielding. Aaryav's gaze hardens. "I don't need to scare you, sweetheart. I just need you to remember who owns your fate." Then everything changes. Aaryav disappears-gone for two years without a word, leaving Drishti with wounds no one can see. And when he returns, the darkness he brings back is far worse than anything she imagined. she was forced to marry him ... why ?? no one knows. "I hate you, Mr. Rathor," she whispers, pointing the gun at him. He staggers, blood staining his shirt. "And still... you chose my shoulder instead of my heart." His knees hit the floor, his eyes locked on hers. "Tell me, mi vida... why couldn't you kill me?" Because falling for your enemy is reckless. But falling for a man who rules the underworld might be the deadliest mistake of all.

"𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑬, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝑯𝑰𝑺. 𝑬𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏!!! " ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ What began as a glance turned into a challenge. What began as obsession turned into devotion. She noticed him before he ever realized it - watched him, studied him, memorized the quiet strength he carried like a crown. He was never meant to be easy. A man of standards. A man who believed in forever in a world addicted to temporary. He was her fascination first. Her weakness. Her silent war. But when he finally fell - he didn't stumble. He burned. This is not a love where she walks behind him. Not a story where she stands ahead to lead. She stands beside him - equal in fire, equal in madness, equal in loyalty. They are not soft. They are storms learning to breathe together. They are sparks that refuse to dim. Dangerous when provoked. Unbreakable when united. A slow burn that simmers beneath teasing glances and fierce arguments. A romance built on challenge, pride, and choosing each other - again and again. She fell first. He fell harder. And when they loved - they loved like fire. Beautiful. Blazing. Unstoppable.

[ 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐋 & 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐑𝐎𝐌-𝐂𝐎𝐌 ] ↪𝐀𝐚𝐝𝐲𝐚 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐥 ♡ ↪𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 Aadya was sprawled on her dorm bed, her limbs splayed in every direction resembling a starfish. The door to the dorm flung open and a beautiful girl entered followed by a handsome boy. The boy was tall, about 5'11 with athletic body. His rich dark brown hair cascading on his forehead. Brown eyes sparkling and dressed in a jeans and T-shirt accessorising it with a watch. Simple yet elegant. Aadya made an attempt to get up from the bed but in haste, her legs tangled in the sheets and lost her balance, falling from the bed with a thud. The girls started laughing, as Aadya's face turned beetroot from embarrassment. The boy managed to crack a smile bit composed himself and asked, "𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙠𝙖𝙮? " Aadya managed to stutter out "𝙔𝙚-𝙔𝙚𝙖𝙝" The girl composed herself from laughing and said, " Hi,I am Riya. I'll be your roommate for the next 4 years and this is my annoying brother 𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚" 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒: Brother's best friend. Best friend's brother Senior X Junior Clumsy X Mature 3 side couples. Comedy Friendship Old School Romance ●○●○●○●○ #3 in India: 27/09/2024 #2 in India: 29/09/2024 #1 in India: 29/09/2024 #4 in India: 25/10/2024 #4 in India: 27/10/2024 #4 in India: 25/11/2024 #1 in India: 27/11/2024 #3 in India: 14/01/2025 #2 in India: 14/01/2025 #1 in India: 04/02/2025 #4 in India: 23/02/2025 #2 in India: 04/05/2025

••|3rd in Arranged Series|•• Can be read as a standalone I always find myself getting mesmerized by him. And today is no different. As I come into the corridor leading to the swimming pool with his favorite fresh orange juice, I am stunned by the sight in front of me. Stun is perhaps a small word. I am shocked, surprised, dazed, hypnotized, and bewitched by it. Do I do something really good in a while? Maybe Allah sometimes gives you a ton even without that. My prayers, my fascination, and my mind has always been filled with him. No doubt, I was lucky enough to behold this scene. My blood gets frozen in my veins as it can't even bring a blush to my cheeks. I am in an enchantment. He just performs a butterfly stroke and the way his beautiful and muscular back contrasts with the blue water, makes my jaw drop. He finally gets done with his daily swimming time and comes out of the water. His wet hair is stuck to his scalp and forehead. The water is dribbling through his hair, eyelids, and attractive beard. My breath gets stuck in my throat when he sweeps his hair away by his veiny hands. Allah, this is too much. When he stands up, his bare, sturdy, and muscular chest was all I can see. He grabs the towel and dries his body with it. When he reaches near me, I mum. He is just in his swimming shorts, looking so handsome. He is in his full glory and that is my weak point. "Earth to, Glasses." He snaps his fingers in front of her face. "I know I am a sight to behold but your eyes might get tired like this." The blood finally starts moving again. A flush soon creeps on my cheeks as he takes the glass of juice from me which causes his fingers to brush against my hand. I am doomed. That is for sure. Start Date: 04.03.2024 End Date: 31.05.2024

He's 28, all rough edges and chaos. Got that classic bad-boy vibe - smokes like a chimney, drinks like it's a religion, and fights like he's got nothing to lose. Doesn't care about anyone or anything, especially his family. They dumped him in a hostel when he was a kid, left him crying and begging, and now? He won't even look at them. Trust issues? Yeah, he's got those. Push people away before they can hurt him, that's his motto. Arrogant, reckless, and doesn't give a damn about rules. But deep down? Probably just a kid still screaming, asking why no one stayed. -Armaan Singh Raizada She is 21, a girl with a loving and warm personality. In her childhood, her parents passed away in an accident, leaving her behind. Her mother's best friend, Sumitra, took her in and raised her as her own daughter. Since childhood, she has harbored a sweet~ crush on Armaan. - Mannat Desaii ~~~ Armaan secretly resents her because she is the reason he was sent to the hostel. His mother's constant care and affection for her made his father suspicious of children closeness, he doesnt want her in his house but because of his wife he was silent, believing that sending Armaan away would fix things, his father decided to went armaan hostel. To make matters worse, no one, not even his mother, stopped it from happening. That betrayal fuels the anger Armaan still carries "Two hearts tied by fate, torn apart by secrets and resentment. A girl with innocent love in her eyes, and a boy consumed by bitterness. What happens when childhood bonds turn into battles? When unspoken feelings clash with hidden scars? Step into a world where love fights against hate, and hearts are forced to choose between forgiveness and revenge. Will they heal each other, or will the weight of the past destroy them both? Read this story of tangled emotions and unexpected twists. ♦️Early Updates are available on stc

She was twenty-practically a whisper of innocence-yet her pulse belonged to a man nearly twice her years. His love radiated around her with a fierce, unrelenting heat, but behind every glance was a vault of prohibition: he was her step-uncle. In the silence between them lay a truth neither could deny, yet every whisper of longing felt stained by consequences they could never outrun. #1- fantasy (26-8-2025)

"Five nights. Spend five nights with me and I will let your brother go." "I don't spend my nights in brothels." *** Full summary inside. Student x teacher Forced proximity Age gap Hate to love #1 muslimlovestory 06.25.25 #1 southasian 07.10.25 #1 muslim 12.02.25 #1 pakistan 05.02.26