He was sent to kill a king. Not just any king-but Lucien Valez, the mafia sovereign whispered about in blood and fear. A man above alphas, untouchable, ENIGMA. Raghav was chosen because no one would ever notice him. A beta, small and silent, the kind of man who blends into the shadows. Perfect to slip past guards. Perfect to get close. Perfect to kill. But perfection doesn't always go to plan. Lucien noticed. The ghost in the background, the trembling servant with lowered eyes-the one who should have been invisible. A spill of water, a stifled breath, a pair of eyes that lingered too long. Where others saw nothing, Lucien saw him. And once the king sees you, he doesn't look away. Now assassin and enigma circle each other, a game more dangerous than either imagined. Raghav was sent to end him. Lucien had to eleminate him. As in a world built on blood and power, only one truth matters- Who will kill? Who will be consumed?

🩸🥀 THE CURSED BARAAT 🥀🩸 Aarav Mehra never believed in ghosts... until a cursed baraat leads him to Veeransh Rathore, a man who died 150 years ago. Veeransh is dangerous, possessive-and somehow connected to Aarav's past. A forgotten love. A deadly curse. A wedding that was never meant to end. Some love stories survive death... but at what cost? 🩸🥀

Callum Minette is a twenty two years old. Attends John Hopkins university for a PhD in the medical field. Its his fifth year in the field and often keeps to himself. People would mistake him for an 18 year old girl most of the time with his very feminine features he'd gotten from his fragile mother whom turned into a cunt and ran off with her drug dealing boyfriend. Callum was in the care of his kind father who although they weren't that well off, managed to give Callum his all and now Callum was making him the proudest dad in the world by attending college which both his parents failed to reach. Callum's features included his shoulder length curly blondish white hair that was naturally white but Callum would dye it in hopes of being normal like other boys but that wasn't the only beauty Callum described as a flaw. He had a body like a woman too. Tall,thin and slender,not too fat but not too skinny either. He was an introvert growing up and mostly stayed inside their one bedroom shack in the dark side of town which resulted in Callum's skin to become naturally a pink pale hue. His lips were naturally red from biting them outve nervousness which was still a habit he'd been trying to stop. Guess bad habits die hard. And to add to his list of unnoticed perfection,he had soft hairless skin and the brightest baby blue eyes that bought out by the white color of his hair. In campus he was known as femboy or beauty and brains. Pretty boy or most the baby of the campus. People flocked him wanting his attention but he was terrible at it he'd just lock himself away. He's 5'4 taller than females but not taller than any male in his dorm house. Doesn't play sport but he's one of the best tutors around campus. Works at a five star restaurant where he encounters the rich multi billionaire. Has a little side but locks it away because its too risky What happens when he doesn't get one Dom but two???

Luca Moretti is the cold, disciplined heir to a powerful mafia family-untouchable, unstoppable, and emotionally distant. But when a violent attack leaves his life hanging by a thread, a new protector enters his world: Elias Cruz, quiet, lethal, and unreadable. What begins as reluctant trust turns into unspoken desire, jealousy, and a slow-burning connection neither can ignore. But danger lurks everywhere-betrayals from the past, enemies in the shadows, and secrets that could shatter everything. In a world where loyalty can cost lives and love is forbidden, Luca and Elias must navigate chaos, confront their deepest fears, and fight for a chance at a future together. Will love survive the bullets, lies, and scars, or will it be another casualty of the mafia world they live in?

let's dive into the story this story about love , trust and secrets

years of family friendship into arranged marriage

His life, surrounded by scheming by darkness, by vile humans he himself was more darker than night was a maniac then came a boy just like whispers of soft cool wind on sunny day ... Oh how badly he went crazy for that one person.... He just wanted him... Wanted him .... Wanted ...keshav to be his..only his... His keshav.... Keshav to be owned and possessed by him to be marked by only him. Keshav who just held kindness in his eyes for the world never knew how cruely how disgustingly those filthy thoughts were brewing in the dark eyes of the person he respected the most. This is an Indian Bl story. WARNING Indian bl MxB Marriage BxB Obsession Mpreg Possessiveness Transmigration Kind MC Crazy ML Manipulation GxG Killings Politics Stalking

The story which have soft romance but mysteriousness too. I hope you give it a try but it's straight + Bl story so if you are uncomfortable anyhow then you can leave. Mitali Arora and Shubh Oberoi are Best friends and their parents thinks they're dating and it's good for future alliances but then something changes when they go to Rishikesh trip just with friends. What do you think will happen there? Will this will change their everything their whole life?? What will happen when Mitali and Shubh finds a three year old boy just to be kidnapped?? And so to know what happens after it...join the story guys because I am sure you will definitely like it. M×M Desi×Videsi Boys love Cheerful fl×cold fl Single father Dramatic ML× Short tempered ML Indian×Italian Forced/Accidental Marriage

"Isay meri nazron se door rakho," Zain snapped at Khizer, his voice dropping an octave to mask his sudden agitation. He glared at Rahat one last time. "Agar main ne dobara is ghar mein yeh ghatiya, ganwaar boli suni, to tum aur tumhara yeh bacha raat honay se pehle sarak par ho ge. Samjhe?" "Ji, Sahab. Dobara aisa nahi hoga," Rahat murmured, his voice cracking slightly with loneliness and fear, yet he still squeezed his son's hand behind his back, a silent promise that he would endure anything to keep him safe. Zain turned on his heel and stormed away, his heart pounding in a way he couldn't explain, leaving the gentle giant standing in the shadow of the mansion.

I was cornered in my room.. they all were here. I was sitting on antrey's lap with his hands around me like chains.. he was breathing me as if I'm the last bit of oxygen there left to survive. Abrasha was kneeling in front of me he kept his hold on my chin.. he was so close to my face that if I breath out our lips would touch. Then he moved closer to my side and whispered " Still don't remember us, kid...?" he knows I'm lying.. But he still wants to hear it from me.. I took out a shaky breath and answer him in small whisper... "no" " Lie " Anton says this... he come closer and kneel beside his brother. " You're lying. " he tells me while holding my eyes with his mismatching ones. " and liers get punished.." he says with smile that doesn't reach his eyes. NOTE: I DON'T OWN ANY PICTURES SHOWN IN STORY. CREDIT GOES TO RESPECTIVE OWNER. THE STORY CONTAIN BELOW THEMES, THE AUTHOR SUPPORTS NONE OF IT'S. Assisted suicide Possesive behavior Violence Gore Give it a try. Thank you. Sincerely, Your Writer.