(Jennie X Taehyung) Jennie made a mistake five years ago. A mistake that she grew to love and swore to never look back at what caused it. But what if, they'll meet again? And upon their fateful meeting, it's no longer just the two of them, but plus one? Ranks: #1 in Taennie (03/16/19) #16 in blackpinkjennie (04/17/19)

"Tell me to stop," he said hoarsely, though his hands betrayed him, tracing her spine, feeling her warmth through the delicate lace. She didn't. Her fingers slid beneath his shirt instead, her touch light and her gaze never leaving his. "I won't," she whispered. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When Lisa's reckless brother puts her in a precarious situation, she agrees to a simple contract with a wealthy billionaire to play his pregnant ex-girlfriend, a role suggested by his desperate fiancée, eager to call off the wedding. Lisa expects it to be simple and straightforward. However, an unexpected twist presents Lisa with a new proposal that changes everything - a year-long contract marriage that blurs the lines. Will it remain a marriage of duty and transaction or become something more? Discover if love can rewrite the contract in this captivating tale of love, desire, and unexpected passion. This is a SLOWBURN romance! #43 in bookworm (out of 4.48K stories)

An indian sports romance He holds the bat. She holds the mic. Without anyone knowing that they hold a secret together. He is the country's most worshiped cricketer-cold, disciplined and less interested in media and paparazzi. She is this nation's rising journalist- clumsy, determined and filled with grace. Would they fall for each other or destiny gonna test their limits of love? 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: Sports romance He fell first Cricketer X Journalist Forbidden love Hidden relationship Soft X Chaotic Rom com

She's a doctor. He's a Minister. The world calls him powerful. Ruthless. Untouchable. But eight years ago... he was just a boy who kissed her. One night. One secret. One goodbye. Now destiny drags them back together. What happens when love, power, and obsession collide? Will she choose pride... or surrender to the man who never forgot her?

𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐕 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐑𝐀 × 𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐜𝐞𝐨 × 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝕮𝖆𝖓 𝖇𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖆𝖘 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖊..... ══ ❀•°❀°•❀ ══ Riya... Just riya. No surname... She left that behind for good. For the past three years, she had been his personal assistant. Efficient, smart, and unfailingly reliable. From not even knowing how to work a coffee machine to anticipating what Aarav wanted before he even asked, she had grown so much. To most people, she seemed simply reserved, maybe even distant. But there was a heaviness in her eyes, an unspoken story she carried in silence, waiting for the moment it could no longer stay hidden. --- Aarav Malhotra... a man people didn't argue with. CEO and director of his father's legacy, he ran his office like a battlefield. Mistakes weren't forgiven. Mediocrity wasn't tolerated. He was sharp, cold, and precise, a presence that demanded attention. Yet behind the suit and the stern expressions, there was another side to him. Around family, his walls came down. The sharp edges softened. He became gentle and caring. To most, he was unapproachable. But to the few he allowed close, he was everything he seemed not to be. --- What happens when aarav asks Riya's hand in marriage for convenience? Would their story only be limited to convenience? Or will the two lives bloom into something beautiful? --- Age gap (6 years) Arranged marriage Trauma healing Slow burn --- #2 in india (29.04.2026 and more)

❥ Damian Desmond has always found Anya Forger insufferable, but when she starts spending time with another boy, his irritation turns into something far more confusing. Jealousy gnaws at him, leaving Damian to question why her attention matters so much-and whether his feelings are more than he's ready to admit. "𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮?!" 𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘥. "𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘢𝘯-𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯, 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦, 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵? 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥?!" 𝘈𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦. ✦ 𝘐𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩, the story of the twisted feelings between Damian and Anya as they both struggle to understand their growing emotions for each other. What starts as irritation and confusion soon turns into something neither of them can ignore, leaving them both to grapple with feelings they're not ready to face. ACHIEVEMENT RANKINGS : 🏆1 in damianya 🏆3 in damianxanya

(!!!MATURE CONTENT!!! FOR ADULTS!!!!!!!!! YES THAT MEANS SEX!!!) The usually so cold and efficient Loid Forger is struggling with his duties as a spy because he cannot stop desiring his fake wife - while Yor is wondering about the concept of 'marital bliss' she overhears her colleagues whisper about in the coffee kitchen. Especially the part about 'pleasing one's husband inside and outside the bedroom' gives her a great deal of anxiety. Will these two idiots ever realize that fake-married, properly-married, or not-married at all makes no real difference if you genuinely like each other? (MATURE CONTENT = there is smut)

| 𝗬𝗨𝗩𝗔𝗔𝗡 & 𝗥𝗨𝗛𝗜 | "I__i am pregnant!" She covered her face with her palms and getting emotional cried out though silently. Yuvaan face snapped up, his brown orbs darkening as out of sudden his palm changed into a tightly fist-ball. Hearing that particular word something bitter hitted into his mind as the worst memory of his life flashed again in front of his eyes. He jerked out of the worst part as immediately standing up he burst out at ruhi! "Liar! You are a liar! How dare you ruhi? How could you do such cheap act? What did you think that you will play with my feelings by the name of pregnancy? No, I won't let you do that. I thought you as a friend but i was fool that i expect friendship from an orphan like you who can only play with others feelings." Ruhi jumped on her place at the harsh words. Her tears grew more as her face getting red. She couldn't proceed upon what was happening! It was like she was seeing a nightmare. What happened that suddenly he burst out? She stood up and tried to hold his arm "What are you saying yuvaan? Wait, you are again joking right? It's not the time yuvaan, please be serious! " She told but he jerked her hand and threw a sharp glare at her. "You are joking! You are the one who is fooling me and it's over, I am done with your drama. Just don't show me your face again. " He blasted out and turned to leave. Ruhi yelled his name, called him again and again but he left thinking it as her betrayal comparing his past with the beautiful present which just got destroyed by his misunderstanding. "Yuvaan!!! I am pregnant yuvaan! I am not lying." She screamed and fell on the ground with her knees. Her palm covered her belly as she cried her heart out again and again proving her innocence. ~❁~ ~•~ #1 in misunderstanding #1 in trust #1 in wedding #1 in emotional #1 in madlove #2 in desire ~•~

DRITI ARORA × GOUTHAM KAPOOR He pushed her against the cold wall pinned her two hands with his one arm and slacked his other arm around her waist. She opened her mouth to shout but it got instantly shut by a Kiss on her plum lips. He was kissing her possessively and it was more like punishing her. He pulled her more towards him leaving no space between them and deepened the kiss. Driti was breathless when he let go of her lips. She can see his hot breath on her earlobes. " I GOT YOU MRS DRITI GOUTHAM KAPOOR" ____________________________________ MAHIRA RAJPUT ×VIVAAN SINGANIA "Mr Singania, meet Ms Mahira Rajput, my assistant and the one who working on the project on which we are going to collaborate" Mahira plastered a small smile on her face and turned towards him. Her smile turned into horror when he was looking directly into her soul. How can she forget that the black eye which always found its way towards her? It's still the same as what she had seen last time, filled with hatred for her "Vi...Vivaan". She whispered ______________________________________ ISHARA MEHRA ×DEV MALHOTRA "Who is he? Your new boyfriend?" He asked in his demanding voice running his hand through his hair, like trying to compose himself. "It's none of your business". I said in a firm voice. Rajat is just a friend but I don't want to explain anything to him. Why is he behaving like he owns me? "oh ya, how can I forget how whore you are" His statement made me still for a second. What did he call me, a whore. Before my hand touches his cheek for a slap he holds it and twists it behind my back. He is standing so close to you. " I know your true colour, Ms Ishara Mehra. How much money did he pay you to sleep with me ." My eyes are wide in his accusation. What the hell is talking about? Do I get paid to sleep with him ??? Did he see me as that type of woman.

His face dipped in the crook of her neck. She was caged in between the cupboard and his hand. His one hand was beside her head, and the one was on her waist. He inhaled deeply, his nose grazing the soft skin of her neck. She shivered and cluthched her saree tightly in her hands . He backed away slightly, only met her gaze as their eyes looked. The dominance, desire, and hint jealousy did'nt go unnoticed by her. His eyes moved to her lips, but as she took a deep yet shaky breath, he backed away slightly. His hands cuped her throat, and his fingers rubbed it softly. "𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭," he whispered, his voice laced with danger and his tone hiding something beneath it. °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 𝐀𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐊𝐮𝐥𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢 a man who belongs from the famous business family in India. He is not a sunshine type but a type who has the power to finish anyone just in the blink of an eye. He never wanted to marry in his late 20s his aim was to take his company on first place in an international market. 𝐒𝐚𝐯𝐢 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐭𝐚 a woman who belongs from a very well-known business family she never had interest in her family business and her family respected that she is a graphic designer . She is a sunshine girl who is kind to everyone, and always has a smile on her face but what will happen when she is forced to marry aryan?? What wil happen when both the opposite will marry each other?? °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･