m-maat ahh mari h-humka jii d-dard ho raha h-hai ahhh ( please don't hit me it's hurt) smack ------ smack------- smack------- kitni baar kahe toke maat ladoa maa se juban par tohar dimag mai baat nhi samaj ata hai ( how many times do I have to tell you don't give back answers to mom , still you are not getting it) _______________________________________________________ This story is set in 1978 Female lead Ani Dev Ram 18 year old simple girl from middle class family , Fair and beautiful with average height4.10 , petite and fragile girl Dev Ram 29 years old cold man from middle class family, muscular body with height of 5.8 , light brown skin tone, strict as hell Read to find out the story ******************************************** This is purely my work I would not appreciate anyone to copy it others their will be the consequences

"Please... Open...the door...I can't breathe.." She said breathing heavily... "You have to pay for ur mistake.. Mene tumhe pehle hi warn kia tha..ki tumhaari wajah se agar meri family ko zara si bhi takleef hui...then you will face the worst side of me.. My dear Wife..." He said with gritted teeth.. standing on the other side of door.. She was struggling for a single breath... He turned off the lights of the room..to torture her more..as she is scared from darkness.. Her body couldn't tolerate anymore...and She collapsed.. He is not aware that She has asthma... . . . . . . . He is 30 She is 21 He is the eldest son of his family She is the youngest daughter of her family He is Cold as ice.. She is Warm as fire.. He is 6'2 She is 5'3 Story Troupe ✨Age gap ✨Slow burn romance ✨Forced marriage ✨ grumpy × sunshine ✨He fell first and harder Come... let's dive into the amazing and sizzling story of Vardaan Singhania and Noor Mehra..✨✨ As it's my first work ever on Wattpad...there are various errors and grammatical mistakes but I promise that I 'll try to improve myself..

"jis aadmi ne mera suhaag udaad diya... uska bacha mere aandar pal raha hai".

Tropes: Second Chance at Life Romantic Obsession Toxic Romance Self-Sabotage Coming-of-Age / Self-Discovery Career Redemption Angst with Redemption Love vs Ambition Mature Romance / 18+ Themes Heartbreak Recovery Varnika Akula was supposed to graduate. Supposed to build a future. Supposed to become someone. But somewhere between infatuation and obsession, she skipped a few things-classes, deadlines, and eventually, herself. Her world revolved around Ekansh Kandukuri, and by the time the illusion shattered, her grades were gone, her ambitions were dust, and she didn't recognize the girl in the mirror anymore. Left without a degree or direction, she takes a soulless job that chips away at her bit by bit. In the dull hum of office lights and the silence of her regrets, a thought claws its way back: What if it's not too late? The Girl Who Skipped Herself is a raw and haunting story about what happens when a young woman loses herself in the name of love-and what it takes to claw your way back from the wreckage. It's not about second chances handed to her-it's about the ones she has to fight for, bleeding and breathless. WARNING: CONTAINS SEXUAL AND EXPLICIT CONTENT. READER DISCRETION ADVISED.

𝙰𝚝 𝟷𝟾 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚍𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜. 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚍, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚂𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚁𝚎𝚍𝚍𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚢𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚅𝚒𝚔𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚁𝚎𝚍𝚍𝚢 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚓𝚘𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎

jungkook was the bad boy and most feared student of his college with attractive personality, he was not interested in love at all as his mind was in violence and he was enjoying the power he had......he was sure he would never fall for any girl especially from his college, he was sure he would not be the one who would approach the girl first and he was sure about himself until she came............. she was mysterious girl with low self esteem, she was his junior and was the girl who was quiet, she was the girl who wanted to be alone due to her life..... her life wasn't normal at all, she was sure she would be safe and will be alone in college not when he developed strong feelings for her........ content : This story contains abuse and abusive language, violence, love, 18+ romance

"Daisy, do you know what your mistake is?" He asks, his hardness rubbing between my buttocks. I stay silent because I'm not allowed to speak. "That you said 'yes' to marrying me." He spanks my buttocks, grinding his shaft against my wetness. "Therefore, I'll make sure to punish you and make you regret your decision every day." He finishes his sentence by landing a hard spank on my crotch, causing me to fall straight onto the sofa. "Stay still if you don't want me to make your night worse," he warns, raising my buttocks in the air again. "Happy anniversary, my fuck toy." He grabs my waist and plunges his hard membrane deep into me, causing me to gasp. *** Her husband treated her like a sex toy, and she let him, hoping that one day he would recognise her love. And he exploited her and vented his fury on her, making her life a living hell. In the end, he divorced her, not knowing she was carrying his baby. After the divorce, the baby was her only hope of survival. Five years later, when she was living her life with her daughter, his return raised questions: Is he back to separate her from her daughter or to rebuild their relationship? *** "Fine. I'm leaving and never show you my face." He grasps my arms and leans closer to my face, accelerating my heartbeat. I despise how much he still affects me. "Because I care about you more than anything else in this entire world. Just remember, you and Hope are my destination, and I'm ready to take any path which leads me to you both."

･ﾟ: ✦ 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐒 ✦ :･ﾟ Some stories don't end... they linger. In the quiet corners of your mind, in the shadows you pretend not to see, this one was never truly gone-it was just waiting... breathing slowly beneath the surface, growing darker, deeper, more dangerous. And now that you're here again, there's no turning back. Because once you step into this world, it doesn't just tell a story... it consumes you ✦ 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 ✦ ✦ 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔: 𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒑 • 𝒎𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒂 • 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏 ✦ ✦ 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆: This story contains dark romance themes, age gap, and some violence. Reader discretion advised. ✦･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ❀ :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✦ ✦ 𝑨𝒃𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒂𝒏 𝑹𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆 ✦ He doesn't believe in warmth. Not in people, not in promises. Abhimaan Rathore is the kind of man who keeps his distance-not because he has to, but because he chooses to. His silence isn't empty... it's deliberate. Every word he withholds, every glance he gives, carries weight. There's no chaos in him, no visible anger-just a quiet, controlled coldness that makes people step back without knowing why. He doesn't lose control. He doesn't lose himself. And he never lets anyone get close enough to matter. Because in his world, attachment is weakness... and he doesn't allow himself to be weak. ✦ 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒌𝒂 𝑴𝒆𝒉𝒓𝒂 ✦ Ishika Mehra isn't the kind of person who waits to be understood. She speaks when she wants to, walks away when she needs to, and doesn't waste time explaining herself to anyone. There's a sharp clarity in the way she carries herself-steady, unapologetic, and fully aware of her place. She doesn't believe in unnecessary attachments or empty words. If something matters, she holds onto it. If it doesn't, sh