Devraj Raghuwanshi, the mafia heir to one of the most powerful and influential syndicates in the world. He wasn't raised on sweet talks and warmth-he was raised on survival and blood. His father, Raghuveer Raghuwanshi-a man of steel, built him to be the mafia lord he is today. His father gave him everything. From expensive materials to luxurious facilities. From authority to power. From blood to empire. But one thing that he couldn't give him was warmth. Because between ruling an empire and expanding a business that swallowed continents, Raghuveer Raghuvanshi had no time left to teach his son how to be soft... or how to be held. A man who commanded millions and controlled nations never noticed the quiet suffering happening inside his own home. Devraj, a forever quiet child didn't brag about it, never told anyone. When Raghuveer came to know, he killed the culprit with his own hands. But, it was already too late, Devraj had slipped by. He had become a cold, terrifying danger by then. Something, no one could understand but always feared. And, no amount of soft words could bring him back. That's when Siddharth entered his life. He was everything Devraj didn't like. Chaotic. Uncontrollable. Dramatic. Looks of an angel. Habits of a disaster. Siddharth-Siddharth Malhotra, the spoiled golden heir of the Malhotra empire, adored, protected, and untouched by the kind of darkness Devraj was born into. He was their most pampered child since forever. Devraj knew that boy was trouble. But even then he couldn't stop the pull he felt towards him. "I'll burn the world before it reaches you, little troublemaker." ♾️✨

DISCLAIMER: this is not the whole story! Only 1/3 of the book is here on wattpad, the full version is available as a paperback& ebook... After an accident killed her parents, Malia's life is turned upside down. She's going to an academy she's never heard of with people that have powers she didn't know existed. Will she be able to keep up with the other students or will she fail? Can she possibly be what people expect from her? And more importantly, how will she possibly survive living in the same place as a certain curly-haired, deeply infuriating boy? Only time will tell. Check trigger warnings on my website:) link in my bio &don't be intimidated by the amount of chapters. They're all only around 1000 words long to make it an easier read:)

Abhishek Singh Rajvansh -The King and Chief minister of the Rajasthan. He is manipulative, cold,merciless, ruthless, possessive for his things.But as a leader he is the best who knows about people needs and always work for development of Rajasthan. But there are many secrets which are buried inside him. Shubman Sharma-Prince of Jaisalmer and a very famous model. Beautiful,handsome ,smart, bratty, sassy,innocent but also strong. Has a secret talent about which no one knows. Hate politics. And they married to each other accidentally. But the question is that ......... Are they really married accidentally or it was planned? Is Shubman really innocent? What is the Shubman hidden talent and why he hides it from everyone? And what are the Abhishek 's secrets . Main couple-Abhishek x Shubman Top-Abhishek , Bottom-Shubman Contract marriage. Very mature. No cheating ( between main couple) No skinship with other ( of main couple) Mperg

Shaurya doesn't do distractions. As the groom's older brother and the man holding the chaotic wedding of the year together, he has no time for nonsense. Especially not for Yuvraj-the bride's best friend, a reckless heartbreaker with a smile that screams trouble and a wardrobe that costs more than the catering. In the glittering heat of Udaipur, between late-night Sangeet rehearsals and champagne-fueled scandals, a spark ignites where it was never invited. It's 2026; nobody cares about the rules, but they definitely care about the fire. When possessiveness turns into obsession and playful banter turns into heavy tension, Shaurya and Yuvraj realize that some sparks are meant to burn the whole house down. No filters. No apologies. Just them.

Short story kinda long chapters . Just a quick warning, I promise you it's not what it seems, the plot twist is something you will never imagine, I want to see you try and guess what will happen , no cheating. Try to guess , I promise you you'll never be able to predict what happens. ___________________________________________ ↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓ When you're a kid normally you'd have a childhood best friend, or a childhood girlfriend or boyfriend or just a childhood friend. But my childhood was different, cause unlike most people I had a childhood enemy, rival. Yeah.... I wish I was kidding but I'm not . Ever since I learned how to walk and talk I was taught to hate this one guy , Damian.

This is the first novel of the series - Fragments of us..... . . . Aarav Sharma enters AIIMS with a NEET rank that puts him among the best in the country. He expects pressure. He expects competition. He expects sleepless nights and endless exams. He does not expect Dr. Riyan Malhotra. Riyan is everything an AIIMS professor shouldn't be: Cold. Precise. Obsessed with control. His students fear him, his colleagues respect him, and no one ever gets close. One accident on Aarav's first day breaks the distance between them. A spilled bottle. A silent stare. An unexpected connection neither of them can ignore. As days turn into weeks, Riyan finds himself drawn toward Aarav in ways he can't explain or control. Aarav, caught between admiration and fear, struggles to understand why his professor's presence affects him more than it should. Then enters Dr. Shalini, the cardiologist who once had a place in Riyan's life, and Kabir, Aarav's closest friend who sees more than Aarav admits. Jealousy grows. Lines blur. Aarav begins to lose sleep, meals, and clarity. Riyan begins to lose the distance he built around himself. Two people-one afraid to feel, one afraid to admit. One too controlled, one breaking silently. Their worlds collide again and again inside the AIIMS walls: in classrooms, in corridors, in late-night cabins, and in places where emotions are not supposed to exist. But once obsession starts, it doesn't stop. And once love begins, it doesn't ask for permission. But still something more waiting for him in his love life. Something that which both of them not want or never. A story of longing, unspoken feelings, slow-burn tension, emotional wounds, and a bond that grows where it should never have begun.

When Avni Verma's hostel allocation goes wrong, she has no choice but to turn to her brother Anuj's best friend, Yash Mehra, for a place to stay. Yash is the university's star athlete-confident, cool, and always surrounded by people. He's never paid much attention to Avni, who's always been quiet and shy. But as they're forced to live together, the lines between friendship and something more begin to blur. Yash can't ignore the growing attraction he feels for Avni-she's no longer the little sister he once knew, and the more time they spend together, the harder it becomes to fight the feelings he's tried to suppress. When Avni begins going out, Yash's possessiveness starts to surface. What began as a simple arrangement quickly turns into a battle between desire and control. Will Yash let his guard down for the girl who's slowly taking over his heart? Prologue: Yash was so close, she could feel his breath against her skin. His eyes were burning into hers, filled with something dangerous. "I don't think you understand, Avni," he muttered, voice thick with restraint. "I'm trying to control myself. But every time you're near me, I'm one step away from breaking." She swallowed, heart racing as he stepped even closer, his presence overwhelming. "You're driving me insane. And I'm getting close to losing it." Tropes: Brother's best friend • Possessive ML • Seduction • Slow Burn • Fighting Attraction • Shy FL • College Romance • Steamy Romance 🏅#1 in india 🏅#1 in steamyromance 🏅#1 in brothersbestfriend

🏛️ Oberoi Institute of Medical Science. ❄️ A professor feared by all. 🌻 An intern who refuses to fear him. 💉 Lessons were meant for medicine... ❤️‍🔥 Not for crossing the line between teacher and student. © 2025 Silentwriter_24. All rights reserved. This story, Forbidden Pulse, and its characters are the original creation of the author. Unauthorized copying, distribution, or adaptation is prohibited.

"Sometimes we call it hate because love would have ruined us." They used to be inseparable... two boys against the world, bound by a friendship that felt like forever... until it shattered. Now, years later, Kairav Sinha is everything people expect, charming, reckless, the college football captain who doesn't believe in staying. And Ishaan Sehgal? He's the opposite, cold, composed, the student president who built walls no one dares to cross. They've learned how to ignore each other. How to walk past without stopping and how to pretend there's nothing left. But when they're forced into the same space again, it doesn't feel like nothing. It feels like unfinished conversations. Like words that were never said.... Like something that never really ended. And maybe it didn't, because the more they try to keep their distance, the harder it gets to ignore the way their eyes linger at each other... the way it stings to see the other with someone else... the way hate starts to feel a little too much like something else. Maybe some things don't fade or leave. Maybe... the boy he learned to hate was always the one he couldn't let go of. Most impressive Rankings: #1 in college romance #2 in BL fiction #3 in forced proximity #85 in love stories.

Now we all have heard the story of the mafia and his little princess, but let's try something new.....So this is going to be the story of a girl who has set her heart on mafia...And she has been waiting for years for the day when he will come to her..... But as the days are progressing, her love is going away from her. Will she ever get her love back because the whom she loves may not love me.... Or is he ignoring her love despite knowing how important she is to him? Some glimpses of their bond~ As Vihaan leaned back against the bedpost, his smirk deepened. He could sense he had the upper hand, and he wasn't about to let Lavanya off so easily. Vihaan: "Aur yaad hai, Lav? Tumhari woh chhoti si booty jab tum garden mein bhaagti thi? Tumhe toh pata bhi nahi hota tha ki sab tumhe dekh ke hasta hai." Lavanya's eyes widened in horror, her cheeks instantly turning a bright shade of red. Lavanya: "Vihaan! Tum bilkul besharam ho. Yeh kya nonsense bol rahe ho?" Vihaan burst into laughter, crossing his arms as he watched her squirm. Vihaan: "Kya? Sach bol raha hoon. Chhoti si thi tum, aur tumhare pair ke neeche se shorts girte rehte the jab tum ped pe chadhti thi." Lavanya grabbed another pillow and threw it at him with all her might, but Vihaan caught it effortlessly, his grin only growing wider. Lavanya: "Vihaan, I swear! Tumse baat karna meri sabse badi galti thi." Vihaan (mocking): "Aur woh time yaad hai jab tum apne pair ke size ka chappal khud nahi pehen sakti thi? Tumhare golu-golu thighs ke wajah se chappal pehenna ek adventure hota tha." Lavanya's jaw dropped as she stood up, glaring at him. Lavanya: "Stop it, Vihaan! Tumhe ek bhi filter nahi mila kya?" "This story is an original work of authorMahi957 .Copying or reposting any part of it without permission is prohibited and will be reported."