"If I lose something valuable, what would you do?" Tara asked. "If I can replace it, I will. But if not, I'll hug the life out of you and make up for the loss with extra love." "What if I annoy you?" "I'll bear with you," he said, a teasing smile playing on his lips. "What if I make a mistake?" she pressed. "I'll scold you... but while holding you close to me, so you know I'm not really upset." "What if I act like a brat?" Shivansh's eyes softened. "Then I'll pamper you even more, until you're too spoiled to stay mad." Tara laughed, and it was a sound that brought warmth to his chest. "And what if I just keep blabbering on like this?" she asked, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Then, just like now, I'll keep listening to you," he said, and there was a depth in his voice that made her heart skip a beat. ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. "I need a mother-in-law who's down for coffee dates and a father-in-law I can gossip with for hours. And let's not forget-I want his brothers and sisters to join me for some serious shopping sprees. Fuck this 'My man should only love me,' If I'm doing this, I want a family that treats me like their daughter, not just a daughter-in-law!" ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. "Do you always have to shoulder everything alone, Vansh?" "I'm the eldest. It's my responsibility, Jaan." ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. He thought he could handle everything on his own until she walked into his life and showed him what it means to lean on someone. Their love is a gentle breeze in a world full of chaos. Join them in their tale of finding comfort, acceptance, and the beautiful mess of family.

This Story is about Nisha the young woman who is married to a introvert man Vedang they have been married for 11 years she was just 19 when she got married to him when he was 28 Nisha Vedang Vishwanathan she is the wife of Vedang Vishwanathan the rich business man with a lot of patience and arrogance fill in him he is man of words he never takes no as a answer if he wants it has be to his Nisha who was the mother of 3 children she is a very calm lady with maturity but she is lost in the role of mother daughter in law and wife she is woman who is craving the love of her husband she has always been a understanding wife always there to support him she knows he loves her but she wants him to express she was tired being the understanding one

He was born for war. She was built to heal. But when his mouth finds comfort in her breast, the line between hunger and need begins to blur. A mafia king, bleeding and broken. A doctor with a body that won't stop giving. Love was never supposed to feel like this-desperate, raw, and addictive.

"He looked at her like he just realized what love is." ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ "Can I..." I hesitated for a moment, but because it's the one thing I needed most, I pushed through, "will you just hold me for a minute." He didn't hesitate and tugged me against his chest. His arms wrapped tightly around me, and then I felt his breaths warming the top of my head. Slowly, I turned my cheek, and then I listened to his steady heartbeat. I shoved all my fear, my confusion, and my uncertain feelings for him aside and allowed myself to be weak. I closed my eyes, and grabbing hold of his sides, I fisted the fabric of his shirt. Before the tears come, I pulled away from him but he took one look at my face then yanked me back to him. Emotions whirled in my chest, and then a new one joined the chaos. Affection. It's as if he knows exactly what I need without me having to say a word. He pressed kisses against my hair, his voice an anchor that kept me from drowning as he murmured, "It's okay, love." Another kiss, and his arms clamped tightly around me. "You have me."

Brotherhood Billionaires Book 2 He wanted her then and he wants her now. And this time he won't let her go. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~●~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Madhav Raj Singh Ranawat No one knows the side of her that she hides from the world that lies under her confident mask. The woman I never wanted to cross paths again in my life. Yet now she is friends with my sister. Living in the same city and slowly coming back into my life. Meera Shekhawat No one knows the ruthless man he is, hidden behind the charming, sunshine boy he pretends to be. The boy who broke my heart and trust. I never wanted to even see him yet I don't have any other option other than asking his help in the company. But he isn't the reason I disappeared from his life. Now he wants me back and is even persistent. And I don't want to hurt him. Faith has intervened in their paths again tying them into a bond that lasts forever. Will they be able to leave the past behind and start a new beginning or the past will never leave their side? (Mature 18+ !!)

"In the sacred halls of the church, where purity reigns, I found sin in the form of him-dangerous, ruthless, and everything I shouldn't want. Yet, how do you resist the devil when he kneels before you, begging for your soul?" Milestones #1 in Goodgirl out of 1.94k stories #1 in Mafiadon out of 401 stories #1 in Badboygoodgirl out of 1.84k stories #1 in Younggirl out of 752 stories #1 in Mafiaromance out of 2.12k stories #6 in Mafiaromance out of 6.3k stories #3 in Lovers out of 42.8k stories #6 in Russian out of 1.72k stories

This book contains 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 |18+| (Editing, which means I plan to rewrite this whole book) ~ "But... but why?" "Because I didn"t want to hurt you even if it meant lying to you more." ~~ 𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐞 has always cared for everyone; she was the light of the deepest part of the ocean. What happens when a little darkness shows up luring in the light? 𝐀𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧, the seed of the devil himself, the man that went derange after losing everything he had. The night the devil came out of hell. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ••••••••• Started - May /21/2022 Completed - April /2023

Mia Cherie X Aaron Valentino "You drive me insane, Mia," he continued, stepping closer, his voice dripping with possession. "Every time you smile at another guy, every time they try to talk to you, I feel like I'm seconds away from losing my mind." His fingers brushed against my cheek, his touch hesitant yet burning. Then, his voice drops into a whisper. "Can I kiss you?" A shiver runs down my spine. I don't hesitate. I nod, not trusting myself to speak. Tropes: Badboy x Goodgirl Rich mmc x scholarship student fmc Kill anyone who touches her (literally) 👀 HEA

"I would die for her. I would kill for her. I would bleed to death for her if she told me to. I would bleed red. I would bleed any color she wanted me to for her."

Corvina Maxwell is a painter, an artist with an adoration for dark literature and themes outside of the good. She's a kind spirit but she's always been gravitated toward pessimistic people and exposed herself to dark romance, art, poetry. Valerian Calix is a world known pop star, having music similar sounding to the Neighborhood, Nirvana, and Chase Atlantic, they get a lot of attention. Lead singer and electric bass/guitar player is silent in interviews, and no words come from him other than his incredible vocals and dark songs. Songs meant to be in sexually toxic films. He loves his motorcycle and avoids female attendees as he has no female experience, although he is what every female wants. What happens when a dark spirited man and a woman curious with depth collide?