identical triplets (Manik, Anurag, Parth) orthodox, possessive, hot hunks, dominating mens forced an orphan (Nandini) shy, introvert, submissive, beautiful, naive girl into the marriage ... polyandry is the practice of a woman married to more than one men. will nandini be able to love her husbands equally? ranked #1 in baby hubby on 25-October ❤️ warning: this story does not at all contain emotional, abusive scenes. my every story only contain love scenes or lovemaking session 😜.

Book 3- of His Series For all those curvy girls who just wanted to be loved, to those who are drawn together by fate, in ways they may never understand. Here's to the love found not just by chance but by destiny. _____________________________________ Shivansh Singh Rathore: 29, took over his father's position as a mafia king, the eldest son- cold and ruthless mafia king, feared by all who know his name. His power is undeniable, his identity known to everyone, yet his heart remains loyal only to his family. "𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅, 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚." Amisha Rao: 24, a sweet and resilient young woman facing challenges at home. Often judged for her appearance and disliked by many, yet she finds solace in her secret life as an anonymous writer, where her true voice shines through despite the darkness surrounding her. "𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒎𝒆, 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓." _______________ In a world where destinies collide, Shivansh Singh Rathore, a ruthless mafia king, and Amisha Rao, a sweet yet misunderstood young woman, find their lives unexpectedly intertwined. As secrets unravel and challenges arise, they must navigate their complex realities and confront what destiny has in store for them.

A Dark Romance Story where love isn't soft... it's consuming. ✦ ───────── ✦ ❀ ✦───────── ✦ She looked into his eyes, her heart racing, her voice trembling yet filled with an unspoken longing. "Make me yours, Professor," she whispered, like a confession she could no longer hold back. He didn't look away. His gaze stayed fixed on hers-cold, distant, and guarded. A man who had already loved once... and lost. After a heavy silence, he finally spoke, his voice low and firm, "I can't... not in this lifetime." ✦ ─────── ✦ ❀ ✦ ────── ✦ ✦ 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 ✦ 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫 × 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐀𝐠𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐩 (7 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬) 𝐆𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐲 × 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 & 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞... (𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠) 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 (𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫) 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐮 𝐇𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 × 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐦 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐬 × 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐦 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐇𝐢𝐦 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐄𝐱 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐢𝐦

Saanvi, a 20 year old who is currently doing her engineering sunshine girl to others but broken beyond repair and people pleaser with lots of insecurities meets Rudransh, a 28 year old business man with a brooding personality and dominating aura who doesn't give a fuck about others but has his own demons chasing What will happen if the fate ties them in a holy bond called marriage which changes their lives? Will they survive or will fall apart? Check to find out!! This is my first story and I'm just a student. I hope you people give this book a chance and no negative comments please🥺

"𝐈 𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐓, 𝐒𝐎 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄" That one shot which turned into a whole book by #POPULAR_CHOICE ♡ •Genre: Dark Romance, Obsession, Age-gap, Thriller •(Reader×Jungkook) •The book cover and all the pictures are from PINTEREST, so don't come to me! •This book has dark mature content, so read at your own risk 🔞 ●VOTE LIKE SHARE COMMENT● ●FOLLOW FOR MORE UPDATES●

Abhimaan Singh Rathore, a billionaire and also the king of Indian mafia but no one has seen him in real life, softie for his family but knows thousands of ways to torture his enemies. Bumped with an unknown doctor in a different place, and lost her, not realising that the person he was searching since few years is his best friends sister. He develops a sudden obsession with her not realising that he has surrendered himself to her. Preeti Rajvansh, a doctor by profession, hasn't lived with her family for 8yrs because of her trauma. Bumped with an unknown person which triggered her trauma and brought her back home. She is a child by heart, but is respectful to her elders. I'll not mention much in the description because book bhi toh padna hogan na yaar. This story contains highly mature 18+ scenes and also gore violence with torture. I will always mention in the chapter when the mature and violence scene. The story will officially start from 1/07/2025

Mature content ⚠️🔞 It's in both hindi and english translation BOOK 1st in HIS series She never wanted him. He never planned to fall for her. Siddhi Singhania's world was simple - a 24-year-old cardiologist-in-training with dreams bigger than her fears. She lived for her work, her peace, her quiet mornings. But everything changed the day she crossed paths with him. Yuvraj Rajput - 30, ruthless CEO of YR Corporation and the cold-hearted mafia lord of the Indian syndicate. Powerful, dominant, merciless. The kind of man who commands loyalty with a look and destroys lives with a word. To the world, he's a monster. To her, he's a storm she can't escape. When fate traps them in a forced marriage, Siddhi's calm life turns into a dangerous game of hate, obsession, and desire. She wants freedom - he wants control. She fights his darkness - he's drawn to her light. But somewhere between the fights, the chaos, and the unspoken emotions, their hatred turns into something sinful... something that burns too deep to ignore. 💋 "If this is a sin, then let me drown in it with you , Jaan." In a world where power means everything and love is forbidden, can Siddhi survive Yuvraj's darkness - or will she drown in it willingly? A dark, steamy, psychological romance where love doesn't heal... it destroys beautifully.

He was the selenophine, she was the moon. Akshara Choudhary A tiny, wide-eyed 21-year-old girl, 5'4" tall and in her 3rd year of medical school, in white cotton, anklets tinkling like wind chimes. Orphaned at two, she knows her parents only from one faded photo. Her aunt's slaps leave red prints on her cheeks, yet Akshara smiles softly, murmurs "Kanha ji knows", and folds every hurt into quiet prayers. Simple plaits, small silver studs, and a heart that trusts karma completely-she endures hunger, chores, and cruelty with the innocence of a child who believes every tear is counted in heaven. Siddarth Sherawat He towers 6'4", 29, CEO of Sherawat Industries, a blade of muscle and midnight fury. Obsidian eyes freeze souls; arrogance crowns a heart shattered when his wife traded their newborn for richer blood. Love is poison, marriage a grave. Only Aditya-two years old, tear-streaked, craving a mother's ghost-melts the devil's ice. He'd burn worlds for that boy's smile, yet every bedtime fails to fill the void. Cross him and bleed. Love him and face claws guarding a broken storm.

"Ayaan... I love you." The words hung in the air between us. Loud. Heavy. Unapologetic. His body stiffened. "I don't know when it started," I continued, the tears now falling freely again, "maybe it was the night you brought me that stupid cupcake with a candle on it because no one else remembered my birthday. Or when you carried me across that muddy road so my heels wouldn't get ruined." I laughed softly through the tears. "Maybe it was when you fought that guy in college who called me names... even though you got suspended for it." "I kept convincing myself it was just friendship." He turned slightly, his jaw tightening even more. I took a deep breath, stepping a little closer. "But the truth is - it's always been you, Ayaan. Every time. Every moment. Every goddamn day." Silence. I looked into his eyes - finally - and whispered, "Say something. Please." Just then, the airport speakers crackled to life. "Passengers of flight AI-243 to Delhi, please proceed to Gate 7. The boarding gate will close shortly." The words echoed in the space between us - loud, final, cruel. I felt a sudden chill run through me. My fingers were still pressed against his chest, feeling the rapid thump of his heartbeat. But Ayaan slowly reached up and gently removed my hand - one finger at a time - like tearing away the only thing holding him back. "You don't understand, Sanya," he said, his voice low but firm. "Your engagement is already fixed." His words sliced through the air like a blade. I looked at him, my vision blurred from the tears. "I don't care about the engagement," I said desperately. "I'll talk to Dad, to everyone. I'll fix it - I just need to know... do you feel the same?" My voice cracked on the last word. He looked at me. For a second, something flickered in his eyes. But it was gone as quickly as it came. He didn't answer. Instead, he stepped back. "I'm getting late," he said quietly, without meeting my eyes. He walked away....

WE ARE RIVALS, AREN'T WE? BEING RIVAL DOESN'T CHANGE THE FACT THAT YOU ARE MINE!" ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ AVNI MALHOTRA..... When success is achieved by own.. It demands attention, Power and Honor. She is a lady of her own terms. Her journey from being a girl who sacrifices her wishes to being a Lady who gets what she wants. But Destiny is not done. It can destroy the ego in seconds. She was a native,rich, clumsy and bold girl to a new personality that keeps the ability to burn through Eyes. REYANSH ROY.... When Power becomes habit everything seems worthless like love. He is born in silver spoon why to sacrifice? Power, Obsession, Desire and Control. He never wished or loved. Not a simple story a Powerful lady meeting a Dangerous Man. It's Power VS Power, Danger VS Danger and Obsession VS Hate. She said I wish to get Power, he said I am born with it. Destiny, an unexpected turn or call it A Strom in Avni's life directed By Reyansh. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ what will happen when this two opposite worlds will collide. Their is no way they can compromise with each other but who knows the beautiful bond created in heaven. Love is in the air and they breath in same atmosphere. •Enemies to lover • Buisness rivals • forced marriage • slow burn • mafia • collage life • indian wedding By~ author_rashi