I looked at her possessively before grabbing her by the nape of her neck and pulling her closer to me, our lips a breath away. "You are mine. Only mine. Understand?" I gritted out and she nodded slowly. "Good. Because I'll fucking kill any man who lays his hand on you. On what's mine." I said and crashed my lips onto hers. I kissed her roughly and possessively, I made her know who she belonged to. And if anyone said otherwise, they'd have to deal with a bullet in their head. * * * Nicholas 'Ace' King - Don of the Italian Mafia and the most feared person around. Dove Winchester - A bright college student, with a fire inside her only a few know about. When Dove bumps into the Mafia king at her favourite café, how will he react? She seems to bump into him in various places that her friends say it's fate... but is it? Will Dove grow closer to Nicholas and put his past behind them or will she question all her morals to be with him? Will Nicholas learn to love or will he be dragged down with his bloody past? Keep Reading to find out! #1 in Passion #1 in College #1 in Café #1 in Blue Eyes #1 in Rich #1 in Beautiful #1 in Bad Past #1 in Girl #1 in Guy #1 in Jealousy #1 in Hot Guys #2 in Italian #2 in Bad ass #3 in Dark Romance #4 in Singer #4 in Mafia #5 in Billionaire #6 in Possessive #11 in Friends & Family #11 in College Stories #12 in Love

She takes the job because it pays too well to ask questions. He's an underground boxer with a private gym, a dangerous last name, and a reputation nobody explains out loud. Focused. Disciplined. Off-limits in every way that matters. She's there to keep fighters healthy, nothing more. No distractions. No lines crossed. But tension doesn't care about rules. Between late nights at the gym, lingering looks, and a pull neither of them names, lines blur fast. And when family business starts bleeding into the ring, she realizes this job comes with more than bruises. Some things happen in the spotlight. Everything else happens between rounds.

Their marriage was arranged. But the way he touched her? That was fate. Leonardo Amato - quiet, steady, insanely devoted and responsible. Serena - warm, fierce, the heartbeat he didn't know he needed. He was her husband on paper. But somewhere between quiet mornings, shared smiles, and burning touches... he became her whole world. What happens after the wedding? Serena and Leonardo's story begins where most love stories end - with marriage. An arranged one. No dramatic meet-cutes. No promises of love. But in the ordinary - in laughter over tea, whispered confessions at midnight, stolen kisses in the kitchen - something extraordinary bloomed. They weren't perfect. They had insecurities, flaws, and fears. But they also had passion. Loyalty. And a love so intense, it only grew stronger with time.

Theodore Bennett was the typical most wanted guy in college - being a nepo baby and captain of the football team, Theo had the face, the body, the charm and of course, his fair share of girls drooling over every little thing he did daily. However when it came to grades, he slacked. The last thing Theodore wanted was ending up forced to be in a presentation group led by the girl whose guts he hated. Maria Michaels - Nigerian, but born and raised in Ireland moved to the US for college, was who you could call the 'perfect student'. She continuously scored high in assignments, had several friends, was elevating in cheer and was positively known by as much people possible within a month of her arrival. Of course, she also, had the face, the body, the charm, the attention, and the grades Theo lacked. The last thing Maria wanted was ending up forced to lead a presentation group including the guy whose guts she hated. "Fucks sake", they say, the exact same time. Rank: #1 Forced Proximity - 29th July, 2025 #1 Sports Romance - 4th September, 2025 #1 College - 15th November, 2025 #1 Melanin - 17th Jan 2026 #1 WMBW - 31st Jan 2026 #2 Interracial - 2nd August, 2025 #2 College Romance - 3rd August, 2025 #2 University - 11th August, 2025 #3 Possessive - 5th August, 2025

Cheer captain. Star quarterback boyfriend. Perfect life. Until Liv finds out he's been sleeping with her best friend - and the whole team kept it from her. Now the only person she trusts is the one she know nothing about: JJ Carter. He doesn't promise forever. She doesn't want perfect anymore. She just wants real.

By day, Keiko is a college student; by night, she's Chastity, a rising star at a strip club-until Ajax appears, claiming she belongs to him. As her world spirals into chaos, Keiko must untangle family secrets and uncover the truth about who-and what-Ajax really is. *** Keiko is an average college student by day. But, by night she is Chastity, one of the favorite dancers in her strip club. Her life is as ordinary as it can be when you're a part time stripper. Late nights dancing, early mornings preparing for tests, and ramen. Lots of ramen. Then, Ajax comes along. He's demanding and entitled, claiming that she belongs to him. At first, she brushes it off because she belongs to no one. But Ajax arriving is the beginning of her world turning upside down. She must unravel a web of lies her mother has strung around her and find out, not only who Ajax is, but what.

Katha was only 25 when she chose her daughter over her husband. Vedant wanted a son. When Vedika was born, he withdrew-never holding her, never celebrating her, never seeing her as more than a burden. So Katha did what generations of women were told not to- she divorced him. She left. She walked away from silence, from a loveless marriage, and from a house that never saw her daughter. She returned home to Kashi, hoping to rebuild something soft, safe, and loving for Vedika. What she didn't expect... was Rudraksh Thakur. Her first love. Her ex boyfriend. The boy who broke her. Now a man who won't stop fighting to earn her back. Where Vedant failed, Rudraksh rises. As a father to Vedika. As a lover to Katha. Because no matter what time took from him-she was always his. But after everything.. he did to her in the past... Will Katha be able to give him a second chance? Will Katha let herself be loved again-by the man who once shattered her? **** "Rudraksh... I have a daughter..." Katha whispered against his lips. His hand slid to her bare waist beneath the saree, pulling her closer, his lips brushing against her neck. Slowly, he began to kiss her there. She gasped, but he didn't stop. "No, Katha..." he murmured, voice low and certain. "Vedika is our daughter." Tropes: • Single Mother x First love • Second Chances • Obsessive but Soft Hero • Small Town / Kashi Romance • Old school Romance

Book III of The Same Stranger Trilogy . Please read the warning note before proceeding further. Contains explicit graphic sexual content Strictly 🔞 The final storm, the obsession you won't escape. BLURB :- "Come closer," he growled, eyes flaring feral. She closed the distance. Feet brushing. Warm breath mixing with his. "Did you fill the form?" he asked lowly. "No," she said, tone hot and defiant. He nodded once. Twice. Jaw ticking. "How are you learning the basics? Is Karan helping fine?" Dhruvi sighed, fingernails catching the light, eyes bored. "Not paying attention," she scoffed, dark amusement in her voice. His jaw ticked, eyes dark and heavy. He towered over her, straightening, glowering, yanking her hand and pressing her body against the table. Papers crumpled, sheets flew, the pen stand clattered to the floor. The cold table dug into her stomach; she hissed. Her breasts pressed together, lifting from the neckline, dupatta slipping from trembling shoulders-exposed, helpless. Adhrit leaned down, pressing his full weight into her back. Warm breath tickled her ear. "Oh yeah?" he growled, husky. "but paying enough attention in flirting with my manager, are we?" His hips jerked forward, clothed erection pressing hard against her. Possession. Control. Obsession. All consuming the moment. Date of release: Ongoing -Updates every Sunday. Follow me for new chapters.

# 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐟𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐚 : 𝘈 𝘛𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥. "𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒏𝒌-𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒅." ___________________________________________ "She said she loved stories... But she never knew, one would trap her inside. 📖 Ishita Rathore - a simple, middle-class girl, who lived between pages and dreams. But what happens... when the book she loves pulls her in? And worse... What happens when she becomes the second chance of the villain himself - Ekansh Singh Rajvansh. Not the hero. Not the prince. The villain. The one who lost everything once. And now, he won't lose again. Not her. Not this time. "Welcome to the world where fiction becomes fate... And villains rewrite their endings." 𝑻𝑹𝑶𝑷𝑬𝑺- ✧ 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥. ✧ 𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐗 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐧. ✧ 𝐀𝐠𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐩. ✧ 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐲. ✧ 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞-𝐭𝐨-𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞. ✧ "𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐞" 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐲.

"Duty first." He says it like a rule. Like a prayer. Like something carved into bone. And she nods...even when her heart wants to ask,"And me?" This is not a love story that begins with stolen glances. It begins with family decisions. Horoscopes matched. Steel trunks packed. A wedding under the weight of olive green. The nineties. Landline calls that end too soon. Handwritten letters that smell like ink and longing. Army quarters where wives learn the sound of boots before they learn the rhythm of their husband's breathing. They were strangers when the sindoor was placed. Strangers when the regiment called his name louder than she ever could. Strangers... who slowly started choosing each other in the quiet after the bugle call. He belongs to the nation. She belongs to the vow. And somewhere between salutes and suppressed desires, love begins to bloom..not loudly, not rebelliously, but devotionally. This is a story of officers who will always choose the border over the bed. Of wives who will fold their loneliness like a neatly pressed uniform. Of couples who do not fall in love at first sight...but kneel into it,day by day,like prayer. It is about more than one marriage. More than one longing. Brothers in uniform. Brides learning to love men who were trained never to need. Some will fight their own hearts. Some will almost break. Some will whisper, "Stay,"even when they know he will leave at dawn. Because here, desire burns. But duty wins. And yet..love does not lose. It transforms. It waits. It worships. "After the nation," he tells her softly one night, folding his uniform with careful hands, "there is only you." And for a soldier's wife in the nineties, that is not second place. That is everything.