18+ strictly , it contains hindi smut Veeransh Thakur Sarpanch of village. His name is enough to make people shiver. Rude, Ruthless, fearless and emotionless After his father he take the position of sarpanch of village. 6 feet height, muscular body, fair colour, black eyes and handsome face makes him so hot. Suhani singh A beautiful introvert girl , lives with her uncle and aunt in city after her parents died. She is sweet , kind , calm and innocent. She never get love after her parents. But her life take 90° degree turn when veeransh entered in her life. This story set in village society. It contains mature scenes and language. If you are not comfortable then don't read . English is not my first language so ignore mistakes. Mostly dialogues is in hindi.. So if you looking for love stories with lots of smuts then you are in right place. So enjoy the story.

" THE JEONS " [𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐔😌🖐] ~~~ Step inside and see how Kim Taehyung's quiet little world turns upside down when he enters the Jeon Mansion - not as a Cousin, but as the family's newest son-in-law. ~~~ English is not my first language, so be kind🌷 DISCLAIMER / CONTENT WARNINGS 🚨: This fanfiction contains mature and highly sensitive content. Please read with caution. THEMES INCLUDED: ~Forced marriage ~Cousin Love/Marriage/romance ~Breastfeeding content ~M-preg / male pregnancy ~Yander au ~Forbidden love ~Incest warning ~NSFW / Explicit scenes ~Taboo & Controversial topics ~Male lactation ~Femboy(obvio..🫴) If these themes make you uncomfortable, please DO NOT proceed. This works is purely fictional and created for storytelling purposes only. Reader discretion is strongly advised. 𝐓𝐎𝐏 𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐆𝐔𝐊 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐄.

Reyansh Malhotra never asked to inherit an empire built on blood. As the cold, calculating boss of one of the most feared crime syndicates, he only wants one thing: control. But his aging father wants a marriage alliance to secure power-and gives him a deadline. When Reyansh goes to collect a debt, the terrified debtor offers something unforgivable: his 19-year-old son, Aarav. Quiet, sweet-faced, and smiling shyly behind trembling lashes. Reyansh accepts out of strategy, not compassion. Marriage solves his problem. But the mansion reveals a truth Reyansh hadn't prepared for. Aarav is nineteen in body but emotionally like a 4-year-old-cheerful, trusting, stubborn, pure in a world made of knives. He hums nursery rhymes while exploring marble corridors, calls Reyansh "Uncle" at first, then adorably corrects himself with "Patidev ji", unaware of the weight of the word. He cries when thunder booms, hides behind curtains when strangers shout, and gifts Reyansh crayon drawings as "contract payments." The mafia boss who has ordered deaths without blinking suddenly finds himself learning how to: hold tiny trembling hands during panic attacks sit through animated movies and bedtime stories protect a fragile soul from a world that would break him But the mafia world isn't forgiving. Rumors spread. Enemies see weakness. Loyalties fracture. Reyansh has to choose-treat Aarav as a burden, a shield, a pawn...or something devastatingly dangerous to a man like him. Slowly, Reyansh stops being "the monster who owns him" and becomes the protector who loves him. The boy who laughs at butterflies becomes the only light in Reyansh's darkness. But as buried truths surface-about why Aarav is like this, about his past, about who broke him-the world they've built trembles. Can a mafia king learn gentleness? Can he love someone who lives in innocence while swimming in sin? And when enemies want Aarav, will Reyansh save him as a responsibility. or as the most important person in his life?

Book 1 of "Desire : A Lethal, Obsessive Devotion" series [ Coming soon ] --- story set in India. This is a work of pure fiction. All characters, events, and settings are completely imaginary and do not reflect or comment on real life or any specific communities. Some characters may be Hindu, some may be Muslim, and some stories may mix different cultural elements, but these details are used only for creative expression and are not based on real beliefs or practices. The timeline in these stories may also vary and won't follow real-life years or history. It may feel like the past, present, or future depending on the story. Any pictures used in the story, including those from Pinterest, are only for visual inspiration and belong to their original owners. Male characters may sometimes be referred to with feminine words, and may wear jewelry or softer clothing depending on their personality or the scene. If any part of this fictional content makes you uncomfortable, please leave the story respectfully instead of posting negativity. I want this space to stay kind and positive. Hate comments will not be tolerated. Please also understand that English is not my first language, so my writing may not be perfect. Updates may be slow, and sometimes a chapter may even take a month. I will not remove any chapters that are already posted. Thank you for reading and for your patience.

BL story ha haryanvi🫣 > Rana: "Tu soch le Chaudhary, yah zameen Shekhawaton ki hai. Tere baap ki kursi ab purani ho li, aur tu... tu bas uske naam ka sahara le rha hai." (Think twice, Chaudhary. This land belongs to the Shekhawats. Your father's chair is old now - and you're just hiding under his name.) Devraj didn't flinch - just that faint smirk playing on his lips. > Devraj: "Naam purana sahi, par izzat aaj bhi naye note jaise chamak rahi hai, Rana. Aur kursi ke neeche sab jhukte hain... chahe Shekhawat ho ya Sher." (The name may be old, Rana, but the respect still shines like new money. And under the chair of power, everyone bows - whether a Shekhawat or a lion.) A short silence. But the way they looked at each other - it wasn't just rivalry. It was something darker... heavier... almost magnetic. Rana took a slow step forward, his eyes burning through Devraj's calm. > Rana: "Tere jese log vote se chalenge, main to jazbaat se chalta hu. Aur jab dil me aag lag jaave na, to kursi bhi jhukh jati hai." (Men like you run on votes, I run on emotions. And when the fire burns in my heart, even the throne bows down.) Devraj leaned in just enough - enough for the air between them to turn dangerous. > Devraj: "Bas farq itna hai, Rana - tu aag se khelta hai... aur main aag ko apne liye nachata hu." (The only difference, Rana - you play with fire... I make fire dance for me.) Their shoulders brushed as Rana passed by, eyes still locked - a silent promise, a war waiting to explode. Politics was never this personal before. But now... it was. Because under the Power, lay something far stronger - Pyaar.

Jk: (caressing picture of his little angel)you are my life. I can't live without you. You are my breath .l am madly love with you. My obsession This is my first story on wattpad please 🙏 😭 support me

It's a CEO Name JJK who rules under ground world nd the Cold CEO is obsessed with his wifey.. As his wifey Jeon Taehyung who is a teacher in Uni of seoul.. Top - Jk.. bottom - Tae other ships :- Namjin Top Namjoon bottom Jin.. top Jeon Suga and Jeon jimin.. ☺ ( Tae nd jimin nd jin will be having femal parts boobs sucking kink!) I hope uh will like it

Story of a powerful, mighty True blood Alpha Chief Jeon Jungkook and his omega mate Kim Taehyung. Clumsy yet responsible. About the story: Fluff ✔️✔️✔️✔️ Drama ✔️✔️✔️✔️ Angst? (I might not go more hard. Let's see) Smut 😊 well! A Love story. Profile photo credit goes to it's real owner. Credit to the owner of the profile photo

This story is of a naive innocent boy who is trying to exist in this large world all alone but... He never expected two people will suddenly come in his life and change it....let's see the change is in a good way or a bad one.. ****************************************************************** THIS STORY CONTAINS Threesome gay couple Two top and one soft bottom Age gap spankings Dark obsession mpreg Hope you like it... ❤️🧿