1900𝙨 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙑𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙜𝙚 story ⚠️ His 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬 gets rock hard everyday, tempted by her 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺. Little 𝙁𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙖 𝙌𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞 has always been obsessed by her older caretaker as well as her college dean. But he always treats her like his little girl. ♡⃕ 𝙕𝙮𝙧𝙖𝙣 𝘼𝙝𝙢𝙖𝙙 𝙌𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞, a dominant and possesive man in his 35 years of age. He is the head of several villages, finds himself irresistibly drawn to a girl 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 than him. ━┈ ◇ ━┈ Her first time at a 𝙢𝙚𝙝𝙢𝙖𝙖𝙣-𝙠𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙖 (nightclub) and she runs into him. In the rage of seeing him sitting with another girl, she boldly slips off her tight dress. Throws herself into his arms and guides his veiny hands to her dripping wet pussy. What will happen when a Cold Strict Handsome Zamindaar who is her caretaker too, gets a taste of her innocence and now wants to keep her to himself? ♡⃕ | • 𝒘 𝒂 𝒓 𝒏 𝒊 𝒏 𝒈 • | It's going to be all smut ⚠️ If you're not comfortable I'll suggest you to not read this story

Stories are not always born from love- some are carved from silence, from one forbidden gaze that refuses to fade. He saw her once... just once. And that single moment was enough to bind his soul in chains of obsession. But obsession has a cost. It does not knock, it invades. It bends fate, breaks reason, and turns men into emperors-or monsters. In a world where politics is a battlefield and loyalty is nothing but a mask, their bond became both a weapon and a wound. This is not a tale of hearts meeting gently. This is a tale where power breathes, shadows whisper, and destiny writes in fire and blood. The story of DEVRAJ AND HIS DEVIKA ---

A short story Slow burn ❤️‍🔥 A man with fucked up childhood trauma A girl loved her life beautifully with her grandmother Will love find a way to them ? Read to know the story of mitra and anurag kashyap

BOOK 1 RAYYAN MALIK: In the glittering world of business empires, where power and wealth often define respect, stands Rayyan Malik-a man of silence, precision, and unshakable discipline. At just twenty-eight, he is counted among the top businessmen of India. Known for his serious demeanor and sharp intellect, Rayyan is a man who has never been distracted by charm, beauty, or fleeting desires. To the outside world, he appears cold and distant, but in the quiet corners of his heart lives a secret-one that has been there since childhood. Hidden in his every prayer and in the depths of his unspoken wishes lies a single name: Aayat Malik. AAYAT MALIK: At twenty-two, she is the embodiment of warmth and innocence-bubbly, carefree, and unburdened by the weight of the world. She grew up under Rayyan's watchful eyes, completely unaware that she was the center of his silent devotion. Unlike him, she is not ambitious or extraordinary in academics; she is simple, often struggling through studies, yet her charm lies in her purity. Her mornings begin with prayer, her recitation of the Qur'an, and then a return to her beloved world of dreams. Fate, in its mysterious way, answers Rayyan's lifelong prayers when Aayat becomes his bride. But what begins as the fulfillment of his silent longing soon turns into a test of trust and faith. Rayyan's love, once sacred and unwavering, becomes clouded with doubt. His mistrust pushes him into decisions that will shatter Aayat's world. Surrounded by accusations, abandoned even by her family, Aayat finds herself standing alone, her tears unheard and her innocence questioned. Yet, what no one expects is the storm that brews within her heart-the strength she discovers in her solitude. Aayat's journey, from being misunderstood to redefining her place in the world, will leave everyone astonished. And in this clash of love, betrayal, and resilience, both Rayyan and Aayat will face the true meaning of faith, loyalty, and destiny.

Book III of The Same Stranger Trilogy . The final storm, the obsession you won't escape. Date of release: ---TBA--- Follow me for updates

Book -II of The Same Stranger Trilogy -------------- 🚨 Read the Disclaimer. They say tragedy comes in threes. Did Dhruvi escape one... or has she already stumbled into the next? She tore herself free from Adhrit Agnihotri. But freedom is an illusion. His shadow lingers, waiting, watching. He is not finished with her. But this time, fate twists sharper. Because Veer is back. Or perhaps... he never left. Hidden in the unlit corners, lurking beneath calm waters, always there-unseen, unforgotten. Dhruvi tried to forget. But fate does not forget. Before everything else, she was Veer ki Sia first. She may have escaped Adhrit Agnihotri. But can she escape the man who was once her beginning- and might just be her end? Who? Veer. Her past. Her everything. Now staring back at her... face to face The past doesn't knock. It breaks in. And , Some shadows never fade. Some come back to claim you. You can't outrun what was once yours. Tragedy was only waiting its turn. ------------ BLURB:- "Next time ...you so much as look at another man... you'll remember this-my cum , soaking your bra and panties," he growls against my ear, the heat of his breath scalding.

After a train wreck of a marriage, Duaah Malik sees love as non existent and marriage as nothing but an unnecessary proposition. Choosing to stay strong for her twins Zayn and Zaara, Duaah decides to live the rest of her life for them, alone. That is until a sudden turn of events, and an encounter with an utterly annoying man changes the whole course of her plan. Hamza Khan has never believed in the stupidity that is love at first sight. Not when he sees Duaah for the first time, not when she speaks to him, and definitely not when he stands up to offer to marry her when everyone else goes against her. It's just his kind nature, obviously.

A life they never wanted , he broke her heart in the ways she never expected she was a mere pawn in his game. She never belonged to him yet she belonged to him. But they didn't know was his obsession has slowly began to consume her. Now the only thing he wants is her, only her.

Phupo's face twisted in fury. "Who is she to you that you keep hitting my son for her? What has she done to you? She's just a characterless whore! No one will marry this girl now!" Her words hit me like a blade. Characterless. My vision blurred. My throat burned. My entire body was on fire, yet completely numb. I tried to shake my head, to form words to defend myself but nothing came out. Then, I heard it. "Mein karun ga isse shadi." Everything stopped. The breath in my lungs disappeared. My heart pounded so hard I thought it would break free from my chest. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── 𝙏𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙨:~ • Age gap (6 years) • Billionaire romance • Possessive & morally gray MMC • Touch-her-and-die MMC • He fell first, he fell harder • Slow burn • Secret mafia • Scandal-induced marriage • Protective impulsive proposal • Cousins-to-lovers • Found family

DR MIRHAAN SAUD always thought that he had no one to call his. Until he met her A pair of Honey Brown eyes lost their heart in her Black orbs. One sudden incident caused them to take the vows, naming each other themselves. DR INSIYA USMAN ball of sunshine, brought her light in his life and made him smile, laugh and live. He is 29 She is 23 A clumsy little girl gave him love and he protected her love despite his fears. Dr Mirhaan Saud a neurologist working in a renowned hospital of the city, marriage is far from his goals of life, read to find out what happens when he is bounded in a sudden marriage with his intern Dr Insiya Usman. "Love is a sham" "Love would find me itself" March 2023 - February 2025