"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.

#Top5 in India (07/09/2025) #Top4 in India (08/09/2025) 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟎'𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐚.. 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ⚠️ 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐒𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 (𝟏𝟖+) Sakshi had just stepped into her nineteenth year. She was not like other girls - instead, she was very timid, shy, and quiet, with a heart as pure as holy water. She grew up in a family of five, where every day she saw her father hurting and torturing her mother without any reason. Watching this pain at home, Sakshi slowly lost all her dreams about marriage and love. To her, marriage was not something beautiful - it was something to fear. One day, without asking for her opinion or even telling anyone else, her father fixed her marriage with a man a few years older than her. Hearing this, Sakshi felt her world fall apart. Fear gripped her heart - what if her future husband turned out just like her father? What if her life became another cage of pain and sadness? Terrified and helpless, Sakshi stands at the edge of a new life she never asked for. What will happen to her now? Will her husband bring her happiness, or will history repeat itself? 𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 ✨✨

Based in 1950' India After she started menstruating, 13 years old Chandralata was married off to 16 years old Anand as per the traditions. Chandralata wasn't hopeless romantic, all she expected from her husband was that he wouldn't abuse her physically. Anand growing up in a male dominated household, was taught to keep women in control, their tongue tied and head bowed. Warning : This story is about love that blooms from sacrifices and longings & contains mature themes. It is completely fictional but shows harsh reality of old times.

Book 1 of 'HIS' series ╰┈➤ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵇᵉ ʳᵉᵃᵈ ᵃˢ ˢᵗᵃⁿᵈᵃˡᵒⁿᵉ ❦𝐀 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞❦ . 𝘼naya Sharma is a beautiful, down-to-earth, silent and innocent girl with her radiant looks and slender frame. She's a college student who has been battling alot of issues all her life. She lost her mother in a very young age and her father remarried. She lives with her father and stepmother who mistreat her. She's broken but strong enough to hide all her pain behind her beautiful smile, all she wants is love, care and respect but all she has is HOPE..the hope of receiving all this one day in her life. Although not everyone gets what they want but here comes our hero; 𝙍eyansh oberoi who has gotten everything he ever wanted in his life with just a snap of his fingers. A hotshot, workaholic, arrogant, confident and enthusiastic person and next heir of 'Oberoi enterprises' his all focus is on his work, He has everything that one only dreams of; good looks, fame, enormous wealth and power..he's the pride of his family. He may be rude to others but a loving and caring person to his loved ones These two are different persons with different personalities but what will happen when their life will take U-turn and these incompatible souls have to bind in an arranged marriage A guy who always gets what he wants will he accept the Bride, he doesn't want? Will Anaya ever get what she always hopes for or left broken again like before? Lets see how their life gonna turn out Get ready to ride this rollercoaster journey

I never intended to become entangled in their politics- let alone in the bed of their prince. I crossed deserts and seas, driven by a single hope; to save my brother, the only family I have, from a foreign land. He was captured and chained by the King of Hind during our war of conquest. But to free him, I became bound to the man who snatched everything from me. The Prince whose very name fills me with rage: Rawal Ekagraj. A single night with him shattered my honor and binded me to a fate, I never chose for myself. As the crowned Empress of Arabia, I could never betray my people. Yet, he makes me falter. Why? His eyes-deep, dangerous, and impenetrable red eyes that pulled me closer to a destiny I could never escape. Now, I am his bride. A forbidden bride trapped by vows I never wanted and held captive in a kingdom that sees me as the enemy. I lived with the fear of dying any moment there. He was never meant to be mine, just as I was never meant to be his. If we ever fall in love, which was always impossible, it would be as forbidden as it is undeniable. Because it would set against my lucious world steeped in Magic, Betrayal and War. But Rawal was not the only danger I had to face. Something was there which I didn't know. Something which nobody knew. Something dark and destructible. And when it came- we all fell on our knees. It destroyed and shed rivers of blood. But someone was there who was still not satisfied. My past haunted me, my brother's life was slipping away, and the Prince- my captor, my enemy- became the only solace I knew. He seeks peace in me, and in his arms I feel a dangerous flicker of love. This is a tale of love, betrayal, and the ultimate battle between magic, loyalty, and destiny. How can two souls bloom when faith divides them? And when the moment comes to choose, will we sacrifice our hearts to honor the lands we came from? Or will we defy fate itself to survive its wrath?

love story of taekook

"𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴𝘩 𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺'𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘣𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰" "𝘋𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘣𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦" ....... Jungkook was always known as the tough guy-popular, untouchable, and completely out of reach. Until Taehyung. She wasn't just his girlfriend. She was his weakness. His softest spot. His entire world. He thought he loved her enough already. Thought there was nothing left to discover. He saw her like that-small, slipping into her own little world where she just wanted to be held, adored, protected. And now? Now he's never letting go. But the thing is... she's horny all the time. Let's see how Jungkook handles horny tae. ......... Started - 12 March 2025 Completed - 16 November 2025

BOOK - 1 - SHADOW OF THE PAST SERIES I gasped as he thrust harder, curling his fingers inside me, hitting a spot that made my toes curl. "𝐀𝐡𝐡... 𝐧𝐨!"I cried out, "𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞, 𝐀𝐧𝐬𝐡! 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬..." my words shaky, my body betraying me. " "𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧... 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧!" I whimpered, my breath hitching. 𝐀 𝐬𝐢𝐧?"he mocked, his voice low, dangerous. " 𝐅𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐚, 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐈 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨." Before I could protest further, his pace intensified, his fingers plunging deeper, his thumb teasing me mercilessly. My head fell back against the wall ⤐⤐⤐⤐❀⬻⬻⬻⬻ She was supposed to hate him. But he was the only one who made her feel alive. When quiet, guarded Meisha begins college, she never expects to be tangled in a dangerous game of obsession, secrets, and sin. Haunted by a stalker and scarred by her family's lies, she finds herself drawn to the one man she should've stayed away from Viransh. Her decade-older professor. Her father's best friend's son. Her forbidden protector. Viransh is cold, powerful, and impossibly off-limits. But when her demons crawl closer, it's his arms she runs to unknowing that the same cologne that haunts her nightmares lingers on him too. Trust is a risk. Love is a trap. But obsession? That might just ruin them both. Warning: This story contains mature themes, intense emotions, and dark romance that may not be suitable for all readers.

" You know I will never be able to give you the love and care which you deserve , I will never see you as my life partner , for me you are the boy whom I'm going to marry for my daughter , you are my husband on the paper , you will only get my surname , not my love because my heart already belongs to someone else " Jk uttered, his eyes void of any kind of emotions stared at the boy who was sitting infront of him. " I know " Taehyung replied, his eyes hold so many emotions for the person who was sitting infront of her. " Still you are ready to marry me ?" Jk asked in disbelief. " YES , I'm ready with my whole heart " Taehyung replied with a smile. A taekook fiction ⬆️ Jungkook ⬇️ Taehyung Peep into the book if you want to know more ✨

"Why would someone do that? It's just chocolate." "Well, congratulations, Jungkook. You might have just accidentally gotten yourself a girlfriend." Jungkook, still processing everything, buried his face in his hands. "Hyungie is going to kill me..." "Hyung?" he called hesitantly. "You're not going to... you know... punish me, right? It was an accident!" "Count," Taehyung instructed, his tone leaving no room for argument. "And if you make a mistake, we start over." "O-One." Another smack. "Two." "Hyung, Taehyung Hyung?" , "Are you a flower?" Taehyung blinked, frowning. "No. Why?"