JAIRAJ SINGH THAKUR x INAYAT ALI KHAN Book 3 of 'Thakurs series' 🔥 Amidst the communal chaos going on in our state, my alliance was fixed with a man who was no less than a monster for me. Our fathers fixed this marriage to preach peace, but no one asked me about my dreams, my choices and most importantly, my consent. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• Read the journey of two opposite poles falling for each other. Jairaj Singh Thakur - a ruthless, heartless and shameless Mafia prince Inayat Ali Khan - an intelligent, beautiful and secretive Mafia princess. Will they be able to break the boundaries of religion to become one?

[Semi Edited ] Previously Know As 'Adoration' Book One In The Russo Series "So fucking tight" he praised backing up looking at my body as he thumbs my clit-Spreading my legs open getting full view of my aching pussy. Clenching uncontrollably around him as he brought on yet another orgasm. "Fuck,Amore your dripping" he said smirking while fingering me faster. His hands travel up and down my body before grabbing my neck. "Suck" he demanded as I took his finger in my mouth sucking and licking as if it was his dick looking him in his eyes. "Such an obedient little slut" he boasted smirking at me. - Elianna DuPont Perez was the daughter of Danger. She was the definition of beautiful and deadly. Her very name itself could bring people to their knees- Her words could leave you in a mix of not only self pity but a mix of hurt at her reckless tongue, her beauty was her power and she used it too her advantage. Leonardo Russo was the son of The Italian Mafia Don, Heir to his family's Business. He was labeled desirable and wanted by many and was known to be the son who was closed off and to himself even though he was the next heir and the future Don. He was a dangerous temptation In waiting. Their families come together and become allies for a mission. A mission which changes everything. Sparks fly, Blood is splattered and tears are shed. A beautiful recipe for disaster just waiting to happen. - Warning The writing in this book is in no way shape or form professional. This book includes mature topics and scenes so please be advised. Mentions of sex, torture, explicit language and description, weapons: knives and guns and more I'm not going to sit here and say this book is 18+ because it's not, it's more so for a mature audiences so read if you wish. ------ [ Word Count: 80,000- 100,000 words ] Most Impressive Rankings ☆ #1 In Bdsmrelationship #1 In Bwwm #4 In Passion #6 In Assassin #14 In Series #24 In Fear

"SHE FOUND SOLACE IN HIS CARE, HE FOUND HIMSELF IN HER LOVE" How would you feel about having a professor who is cold and stern in the morning but at night would tease you with his dick at your entrance and wouldn't let you cum till you beg for it? -A forbidden desire between a professor and his student, for whom he could trade the world.

‎‧₊˚✧ Unedited the first draft of the book, ✧˚₊. ꧁ᬊᬁ𝕱𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖞 𝕽𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑𝖗𝖞, 𝕰𝖓𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗 ᬊ᭄꧂ 𝐻𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓁, 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓁. 𝐻𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓈𝓉, 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓈𝓈. 𝐻𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒾𝓀𝑒𝓈. 𝒮𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝓊𝓃𝓉𝓈. 𐙚 ⋆˚Aakarsh Singh Mehrotra X Ikshita Singhania ⋆˚꩜｡۶ৎ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴜɴᴛᴇʀ ᴍᴇᴇᴛꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋᴇʀ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋᴇʀ ꜱᴛʀɪᴋᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇʏ ɪꜱ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴜɴᴛ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ. ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ, ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱ, ᴀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ɪꜱ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴅ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɪɴᴋ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ. ⌯⌲⋆. 𐙚˚࿔ Bound by the flames of revenge, yet chasing different prey, their worlds collided. She was sold to him-nothing more than a pawn, a possession in his ruthless game. 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ‎‧₊˚✧They tried to shatter them. Instead, they rose-like a phoenix, reborn from the ashes..❤︎‎✧˚₊‧ 𖹭ᴊᴀʙ ɴᴀꜰʀᴀᴛ ᴋᴀʀɪ ᴘᴏʀᴇ ᴊᴜɴᴏᴏɴ ꜱᴇ ᴋᴀʀɪ ᴀʙ ᴍᴏʜᴀʙʙᴀᴛ ᴅᴇᴇᴡᴀɴɢᴀɴɪ ᴋɪ ʜᴀʀ ʜᴀᴅᴅ ᴘᴀʀ ᴋᴇ ᴋɪᴋᴀʀᴇɴɢᴇ. 𖹭 top trending in India at #1 four times , #3 two times, #5; in Canada at #4 & #5 thrice; in UK #2, in US #5 ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ Bonus chapters available on stck ! Unedited version as well on stck completed ! ꧁ঔৣ☬✞ᯓ ✈︎✞☬ঔৣ꧂

❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |

"How dare you!!!" She screamed. And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing, because the next moment, he hissed, "Congratulations. That slap is just going to make you my wife." 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | Romantic-Thriller