In class you will call me proffeser. In private you'll call me daddy. Dr. Arjun Malhotra was the kind of man mother's warned their daughter about- too handsome, too powerful, too dangerous. To the world , he was respected professor. But behind the mask, he was Mumbai's most feared Mafia king. And me? I was just Ananya Sharma, the innocent girl who made the mistake of catching his eyes. His gaze burned through me in lectures, His voice made my heart race. His touch.....ruined me. I should have run. I should have resisted. But when the devil himself decides you're his obsession, escape isn't an option. Proffeser by day. Mafia king by night. My forbidden sin.

(Not edited - Complete) ****** Being the daughter in law of the richest family in the country is a status many desire, but how is it to be the actual daughter in law of the family is known only to the three women who married the three heirs of the Chauhan family. Revati Mishra was a simple girl living in a traditional family and working as a teacher in NGOs. Coming from a traditional family, her marriage was fixed at the age of 24, now 26 with the eldest son of the Chauhans, 25,now 27 year old Adhyan Chauhan who is the CEO of Chauhan Hotels. Thus making her the eldest daughter in law of the family. Second was 25 year old Vritika Lakhani, a interior designer working in the Chauhan Designs. She fell in love with her boss 25 year old Dishank Chauhan, the second son of the family. Both tied a knot against the wishes of their family. Thus making her the second daughter in law of the family. Lastly, there is 24 year old Meher Khurana, a dancer who has practically spent her whole life from the childhood with the Chauhans because, her marriage was decided by her grandfather Digvijay Khurana and Prithvi Chauhan as soon as she was born to Samay Chauhan the last son of the family born on the same day as hers. Thus making her the youngest daughter in law of the family. In other's eyes the Chauhan bahus live a luxurious and glamorous life but the reality is different. One is not liked by her husband, second is despised by the family and the third hates her husband. Join the Chauhan bahus in the their journey of finding true love, self worth and respect. Start : 27/6/2020 End : 15/3/2024

Vidya Bhattacharya is Travelling to Delhi from Kolkata for her friend's marriage and On the Journey she meets a guy whose destination is Delhi making The Travel interesting! Sassy Replies and some cute bantering and some cute romance ✨ And I don't know much about Bengal so I apologise if I wrote something wrong ❤️

She was his niece by law. He was everything she was never allowed to want. After losing her billionaire parents to a tragic suicide pact, 19-year-old Raya is thrown into the ruthless world of her step-uncle-Zane Thornfield. Cold. British. Mafia. A man carved from sin and secrets. She mocks his accent. He claims he doesn't care. But hate burns hot... and one forbidden kiss turns into a wildfire neither of them can control. He was twice her age. Her guardian by law. And the only man who made her feel wanted. But when love becomes a scandal, and a vengeful ex threatens to ruin everything... Zane must choose between protecting her name- Or claiming her as his, forever. ___________________________________________ ⚠️Highly mature content |18+⚠️ Contains mature themes: age-gap, forbidden romance, morally grey relationships, and explicit sexual scenes (18+). All characters are consenting adults🔞🌶. Follows Wattpad's guidelines. #2 in agegapromance #1 in maturethemes #1 in loved #1 in sleepparalysis #1 in funny #1 in forbiddenromance Started : 22 may 2025 Ended : 4 June 2025

Book 3 in ROMANO'S Series. (Not a Standalone) •ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴ ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀᴄᴛ• 🦄 A squeal to- ℜ𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔬'𝔰 𝔏𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔐𝔞𝔣𝔦𝔞 𝔓𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔰𝔰 🦄 𝗔𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗮 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗼 - the dazzling Princess of Italy. Idol (singer and dancer)... and secretly obsessed with the one man she should stay away from - the Mafia Lord of the Underworld. 𝗔𝘀𝗵𝘃𝗶𝗸 𝗥𝗮𝗶 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗮- cold, ruthless, feared by all. The Mafia King who has been silently watching The Princess of Italy for five years. Two powerful worlds. Two hidden obsessions. And now, fate brings them face to face. The spark is undeniable. 🦄 "Fuc-king... Aah... h-hell, S-Shiv!" My voice broke, shaky and breathless, as I tried to glare at him - but he was lost in the rhythm, thrusting deep and relentless. He grinned, eyes dark and wild. "Aren't you feeling heaven, baby?" he teased, hips snapping forward again, making me moan louder. My fingers dug into his back, nails leaving marks on his burning skin. "I think I should keep going until you scream that this is heaven..." he growled. "Shiv..." I whispered, breath ragged, "It's five in the freaking morning." He smirked darkly, placing both hands on my waist, pulling me impossibly closer. "Exactly. Still night. Not done yet." And then - he crashed his mouth onto mine, devouring me with a kiss as deep as his thrusts. Our bodies trembled, hearts racing. And once again, together - we fell apart. I collapsed against him, barely holding myself up, my head resting on his shoulder. 🦄 The story is in English But has few hindi dialogue with english translation 🦄 ○Tropes○ They fell first and fell harder Slow Burn Rom-Com Grumpy×Sunshine King×Princess Mafia Lord×Mafia Princess Mafia×Idol Best friend's brother 🦄 Insta I'd : @she_writeshim Follow for spoilers🤙

After an unexpected ceiling collapse sends her apartment into chaos, Madelaine Grayson ends up living with her brother - and dangerously close to his tattooed, way-too-charming roommate. He's off-limits... but resisting him might be impossible. *** When Madelaine Grayson's bathroom ceiling caves in, it's not just drywall that crumbles. It's her entire world. Forced to move in with her brother, she finds herself swept up in the chaos of his new protective attitude - especially when it comes to his tattooed roommate, Noah Laurier. Noah is the epitome of perfection: sweet, hot, and embedded into every thought Madelaine has. But he's forbidden, and the closer she gets, the harder he is to resist. Well... what her brother doesn't know can't hurt him, right? *** "Matt's sister, I presume?" He walks towards the couch and my eyes widen. He's tall. I thought I was tall but this man could tower me, and when he reaches a hand towards me, there's an intricate clock tattooed on the back of his hand and his fingers have bones tattooed over them. This man is not human. He's tall and angular and dripping with sex appeal. This man is hot. Capital H, capital O, capital T. I don't think I've ever seen a human being so attractive. All I can think about as I force myself to keep my eyes on the screen is the feel of his jaw beneath my hand, and it takes everything in me not to look back at him.

Devil in me.............. Completed Copy write of ff series on youtube. It no longer exists on youtube. *CAUTION* Reading this work might make you lose you damaged brain cells. Read on your own risks. Cover credits: @chimchimverse

With his career on the line, Ashton takes a blockbuster role-only to find himself starring opposite his longtime rival, Ryker Cohen. But as tension turns to sparks, hate might not be the only thing burning between them. *** With Ashton's dying career, his last lifeline was accepting the lead role in a sureshot blockbuster. But the new role had a catch, and the catch had a name: Ryker Cohen, Ashton's sole archnemesis. Can Ashton act alongside the man he has spent years despising? Will he give in to the hate? Or will Ryker's soft touch melt Ashton's stone cold heart? *** "You're crazy," Ashton whispered. "Yes," Ryker continued. "For you." "No. You're just crazy. Period." *** [mxm] [marked mature for sexual content]

A Good Girl's Guide To Being Naughty • • • Ivy Collins is a normal 21 y/o woman. Except for the fact she's a virgin ... or at least she was until she had sex with her university rivals hockey captain. After a quick (devastatingly quick) night with the man and being called a lousy lay, Ivy made a promise to herself that she wouldn't do it again ... sex that is. Who needs sex when all it brought was insecurities and more, and it wasn't even that good to begin with. Enter Asher Hudson, Ice Hockey captain, her brothers best friend and her best friends brother - triple trifecta of why she shouldn't get involved with him. But when he overhears a conversation Ivy has with her best friend, he gives her an offer she can't refuse. Well, she can, and she should, but why would she want to? Three months, she helps him with his grades, and he'll help her with her sex life. Only one rule, don't fall in love. Easy, right? He'll teach her everything she wants to know, and show her that sex can be fun, you just have to know how to do it right. And Ivy should refuse, after all he's the Ice Hockey captain, her brother's best friend and her best friend's brother - but what's the fun in that. Ivy knows she should say no, but she won't. And she won't fall in love, she can't. ••• Completed • First Draft - half edited. Watty2025 winner #1 in #Romance #1 in #Brotherbestfriend #2 in #bestfriendsbrother #2 in #icehockey

Sabrina Reed is Nathan Alden's wife, but not by his choice... EXCERPT****** "I found her like this, sir," the guard announced. Sabrina stirred at the voice, blinking groggily and rubbing her eyes to chase away the blur clouding her vision. A towering figure stepped into focus. "What are you doing out here, Sabrina?" Nathan's voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of sleep. His jaw was tight, words pressed between clenched teeth. She blinked again, brushing hair from her face as she sat up. "What are you doing out here?" he repeated-louder this time, more demanding. He stood before her in a jet-black suit and white button-up shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to expose forearms clenched across his chest. His eyebrows were drawn tight, his eyes narrowed. "I came back late last night and... the guard was gone, so... I just fell asleep," she said softly, eyes lowering under the weight of his glare. He dismissed the guard with a silent nod, then stepped closer. "Where were you last night?" he asked, voice taut with suspicion. She yawned, trying to blink herself fully awake. "I've been volunteering at the animal shelter." "Get up," he ordered, tone clipped and harsh. "You expect me to believe that? Don't animal shelters close at a decent time?" She remained seated, her legs too stiff to move. "Yes, but-" "Get up!" he barked.