✨ Dirty Little Deals: Hands That Sin ✨ A collection of sinful, seductive, and dangerously addictive short stories. Behind every desire is a secret. Behind every touch is a story. And behind every deal... lies a sin waiting to be uncovered. This book brings together different worlds, different lovers, and different temptations-each story darker, deeper, and more intoxicating than the last. From forbidden romances to dangerous encounters, from unexpected passions to twisted bargains, every tale burns with its own fire. If you love spice, suspense, tension, and heart-gripping chemistry, these stories will pull you into a world where nothing is innocent... and everything is deliciously sinful. Different stories. Same fire. Welcome to your next obsession. hello my cutie pies 😊💗, hope you all enjoy my new book.

The Sinclairs were born in power, raised in blood, and feared across Italy. Leonardo Sinclair, once the most ruthless mafia leader, built an empire that even kings bowed to. But fate was cruel-on the night his wife gave birth to twins, Zara died...and his newborn daughter was stolen by enemies. Eighteen years have passed. Six brothers now rule the empire with fire and steel-Carlos the ruthless, Damien the strategist, Luca the charmer, Marco the flame, Matteo the calm, and Danny, the heart of them all. They are feared by the world, yet haunted by a single truth: their lost sister. Far away in India, Annie grows up in an orphanage, unaware of her bloodline, unaware of the empire carved in her name. But destiny never forgets. When the Sinclairs find the sister torn from them at birth, the world will learn a brutal lesson- Nothing is more dangerous than a family reunited. Two worlds. One family torn apart by fate. And when destiny brings the lost sister home, the underworld will tremble-because nothing is more dangerous than the Sinclairs united.

He wasn't supposed to look at her . But he did. The first glance was accidental-one heartbeat in a crowd, a girl sitting on a bus window and when the moment he see her something inside him shifted he couldn't name . But the second glance at his friends home he couldn't stop himself from being attracted . Vedansh Kapoor had built empires, destroyed names, and ruled industries with silence sharper than a blade. People feared him, worshipped him, envied him. But none of that mattered the moment he saw her-the girl with light in her eyes and sorrow hidden behind every smile. She wasn't meant for his world. Too soft. Too innocent. Too free. And that-was exactly what made him lose his sanity. From that night, peace became a stranger. Her laughter haunted his walls, her name lingered on his tongue like sin, and every other voice in the world turned meaningless. He learned the rhythm of her footsteps before he ever learned her favorite color. He knew the times she danced, the routes she walked home, the way she tucked her hair behind her ear when she was nervous. He didn't understand love. But obsession-he understood that perfectly. She was chaos, and he craved control. She was light, and he was the storm drawn to it. And somewhere between his desire to protect her and his hunger to possess her, he forgot the difference. People called him ruthless. Cold. Untouchable. But they didn't know the truth-he was already burning. Burning for a girl who didn't even know his name. Burning for a smile that wasn't meant for him. Burning with a madness that whispered, > "If the world ever touches her... I will set it on fire." That night, Vedansh Kapoor fell in love. And the world would never be safe again. Nov 10 2025 # possessive rank 13

"aap yeh kya- kya k- kar rahe hai " she asked timidly. "nothing just worshiping my biwi,hmmm" he said while wearing her anklets. "b- but ---"she closed her mouth as he warned her just by his eyes not to talk. she was continuously looking at him as he was the most beautiful thing in the world well yes for her ,he is. he slowly kissed her feet as she flinched by sudden touch. "a--aap yeh kyun ,aap humare pair nhi chu sakte " as she finally said after keeping her encourage. " kyun pati hai tumhare ,tumhare pair kya har ek chiz par humara hak hai ,samjhi? " he asked while raising his eyebrows. "ji,p-par---" " ab so jao kafi raat ho gayi kal subah uthna bhi hai , aur maa ne kaha tha ki abhi kuch rasame aur hai"he said while turning to the night lamp to blow off . she slowly laid on the bed as his one arm was under her head and second was grasping her waist tightly as he would loosened a bit she will go away. Tropes:- arrange marriage. sarpanch biwi village 1970's mature content 18+ enjoy reading the story....

"What if the one you can't stand... is the one you can't live without?" Reyansh Kapoor - ruthless to the world, feared in boardrooms, admired for building an empire out of steel and sheer willpower. To outsiders, he was untouchable-the kind of man who bent the world to his command. Dr. Ira Malhotra - brilliant, fiery, with a heart that beat for every patient she saved. In the hospital corridors, she was respected, even loved, for her compassion and skill. But when it came to Reyansh Kapoor, her composure vanished. Patience-the virtue she practiced with strangers-was a luxury she never had with him. With him, her temper came alive, as though her very existence was wired to defy his. Their families, the Kapoors and the Malhotras, were bound by decades of unshakable friendship. They celebrated festivals together, shared family dinners that went late into the night, and had memories scattered across vacations and milestones. To the world, their bond was unbreakable-two families, one heartbeat. But in the middle of this harmony lived the relentless discord of Reyansh and Ira, a friction so old that no one remembered how it had begun. Childhood name-calling had sharpened into rivalry. Rivalry had evolved into an unspoken war of egos. And now, as adults, they weren't just opponents-they were flames constantly drawn to one another, too combustible to coexist without sparks flying. Fate, however, has its own plans. Circumstances neither can control start tying them together-a string of responsibilities, tangled family obligations, and moments that leave no room for escape. Behind every harsh word lies a truth they're afraid to face. Beneath every clash hides a longing they refuse to name. And between the walls they've built against each other lies a fragile thread-something that feels dangerously like love. But for Reyansh and Ira, admitting it would mean surrender. And surrender has never been an option.

Hello my cutie pies 😊💗, He was never meant to enter her world... But once he did, she never wanted to let him go. Valentine Moretti, the ruthless Italian Mafia Queen, rules her empire with blood and fear. Siddhartha Chauhan, a 20-year-old Indian student, knows nothing about crime or power-until he's kidnapped by her men. What begins as a cruel game of control soon turns into a dangerous obsession. She wanted to own him. He wanted to escape her. But love was never meant to bloom in the heart of a queen who kills without mercy. Because in her world, obsession is deadlier than bullets.

She's a freshman. Sweet, kind... and secretly sassy. He's her senior. A bad boy. A billionaire. Trouble wrapped in perfection. Ananya Sharma enters college with dreams in her eyes and determination in her heart. She wants to study, make friends, and keep her life simple. What she doesn't want? To cross paths with Aarav Malhotra-the arrogant, dangerously handsome senior who rules the campus like it belongs to him. Their first meeting? A disaster. Her coffee. His shirt. His smirk. From that moment, war begins. He teases, she snaps back. He challenges, she refuses to bend. But the more they clash, the more sparks fly. And slowly, hate starts to blur into something else... something far more dangerous than either of them expected. Because once you get caught in Aarav Malhotra's world, there's no turning back. 𝘈𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢_ "He's the storm I swore I'd avoid... but storms don't ask before they destroy." 𝘈𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘷_ "She's tiny, stubborn, and annoyingly impossible to ignore." 𝘈𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢_ Love wasn't in the syllabus. But neither was Aarav Malhotra." 𝘈𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘷_ "She calls me arrogant. I call her mine-even if she doesn't know it yet." ********************************************************** trope: enemies to lover he fell first / she fell harder touch her and die Possessive male lead sassy female lead

🌹 DEVIL'S LITTLE BRIDE 🌹 He is the ruthless devil-Tyler Morozova, a cold Mafia king feared across Russia, untouched by love, untouched by women. She is Tara Sharma, a pure-hearted Indian girl devoted to her family and her God, stepping into college with dreams of art and innocence. Two worlds-one drenched in blood, the other glowing with faith. Two souls-one cursed by hatred, the other blessed with purity. Fate has only one plan: to make the Devil claim his little bride. "When the Devil meets his angel, innocence becomes his greatest obsession." He vowed never to touch a woman... until fate gave him his bride." . "Her prayers reached the heavens, but destiny delivered her to the Devil." . "A ruthless king of sin. A pure daughter of faith. One marriage that will burn the world."