**she wrote "i am not dumb, i just want some care too, i also want love and affection"** he want sex 18+ "do you know why i call you Little Love" he whisper . his arms tighten around her waist from behind , a wolfish grin on his face. she shyly nod as her head as no he laugh at the girl's innocence , caressing her bare belly. "because.." .... "y-you made me paint your portrait with b-blood of my cousin,m-mr archer ?" she shutter as she step back, having fear and disbelief in her eyes with tear flowing down he roll eyes and pinch her cheeks playfully like it's a joke to him. "come on , little love. he tried to touch you. tried to run away with you , when you are my wife in my castle." arrogant yet lovely tone. (HE IS A HOLY HELL PSYCHOPATH, LOVE THE SMELL AND COLOUR BLOOD, OBSESSED WITH A GIRL, KING) (SHE IS INNOCENT , MATURE YET CHILDISH, OBEDIENT AND BUT LOVED BY EVERYONE CUZ OF HER INNOCENCE AND KINDNESS FOR EVERYONE) ⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗‼‼‼‼‼‼‼ THIS STORY IS FRICTIONAL , don't want to hurt anyone's emotions and believes. just frictional story . for fun. please read it with free mind. no fight no insult. IT'S STORY OF DIFFERENT UNIVERSE DIFFERENT WORLD. NOT RELATED TO REALITY. king of britain and innocent girl of india 90s... BRITAINxINDIA WE RESPECT EVERYONE. PEACE. LOVE. 18+, violence, crime, abuse, abusive words. triggers, bla , bla,bla.. see you . take care

He was iron and ice - A storm in uniform, Duty etched into every breath, A man sculpted by warzones and wounds no one dared to ask about. She was springtime and stardust - Soft laughter in sunlit halls, Dreams tucked between notebooks and a heart untouched by the world's sharp edges. He saw her - once. And the world, so long silenced by sirens and gunfire, began to hum again. He fell first. Not gently, But like a building set to detonate - Loud. Final. Without warning. He didn't smile. He watched. Didn't speak. He showed up. Didn't confess. He claimed. Her presence became his peace, Her voice, his favorite sin. And she - She was afraid. Not of him, But of how her heart betrayed her each time he looked at her like she was the only truth in a world built on lies. She fell, too - Slower, But deeper. Into the silence between his words, Into the heat behind his fury, Into the broken boy hiding beneath the badge. Their love? It wasn't flowers and confession's. It was clenched jaws and trembling hands, Arguments that ended in whispered apologies, And touches that spoke of longing and ruin. He loved her like a secret he'd kill to protect. She loved him like a prayer she wasn't sure would be answered. And when they fell - They fell like stars crashing to earth: Brilliant. Beautiful. And irreversible.

Ayesha, new to the city, is innocent of the dangerous currents that swirl around Veer and the notorious Ahlawat name. While her friends warn her about the "gangster" whose dark charm stirs their desires, Ayesha remains blissfully unaware that her laughter has captivated the one man no one dares to cross. When a fallen jhumka becomes the silent symbol of his newfound obsession, Veer's world shifts. He has never desired anything as fiercely as he desires her light. But in a world where power dictates love, can an innocent heart survive the consuming 'Zid' (obstinacy) of a man who takes everything he wants? Dive into a raw, intense, and possessive tale where a ruthless hero's or we can say villain world is turned upside down by a single, unforgettable gaze, sparking an obsession that promises both danger and undeniable passion.

Sequel of Twins But not by blood :... After replacing each other once, they were like a real twins, saving each other. Vanshika Malhotra never thought she would meet him again, after 5 years. ------------- Advik Raghuvanshi, he kept ignoring her for a long time. Will he ignore after he meets her? His love for her will stay same Or.. He might lose her to someone? Sakshi Singh Rathore, always thought love was just not her thing, She found it cringe, as she saw her friends! She is the shadow of her twin, a Assassin... Her one mission was the start of the trouble, The trouble which could cost her precious at stake and something else too...... Herself. Will she able to escape? or Get everyone in danger? ----------------------------- A man with blue eyes, and a tattoo on his neck, he could kill someone in a blink of a eye, who lived with his brothers, annoying the elder one. He lived to kill but family was his first priority, he doesn't show emotion unless it's family and is always strict, cold to the people like his brother. Learned to be ruthless, challenging, Never showed his emotions while on a mission until someone caught his attention..... His favorite Running Cat. ----------------------------- Will replacing each other, could cost danger to them? Will Advik lose his love and hid best friend ? Will Vanshika ever get herself and Sakshi out of the danger or lose everything? Peek into the story to know it!

In this vicious world where relationships are meant to be maintained for the sake of money and power. ➳༻THE OBEROI BROTHERS༺➳ who are each other's strength and support system. The bond that is unfiltered, loyal and strongest. What would happen when their own family decided to trap them in an unexpected marriage and the destiny planned to sew the web of .·:*¨༺LOVE ༻¨*:·. What do you think the bond that they shares would be the same when the unforgettable and heart wrenching mysteries will be discovered? ⊹⊱IVAAN SINGH OBEROI⊰⊹ ⊹⊱RAKSHIT SINGH OBEROI⊰⊹ ⊹⊱ADVITYA SINGH OBEROI⊰⊹ If one could describe the girls then it could be like :- RUHI SHERGILL- Looks like she can kill you is a cinnamon roll AYAANA GUPTA- Looks like a cinnamon roll is a cinnamon roll BHAVIKA AHUJA- Looks like she can kill you can kill you. ⚠️ Only proceed if you are okay with the grammaticall errors and the flaws in characters I will not tolerate any negative comment on my hardwork but you are free to share your opinions. This story is really my hardwork I have dedicated my hours into it by demoulding it again and again to make it best so I will not tolerate somebody copying my work. ⚠️ ◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈

The five brothers and destiny had special plans for them ... Start - 19 - 12 - 24 End - :

this is a book where there's four brothers and four different girls who married them. the brother's personalities makes it difficult for them to connect with their respective wives and have a normal relationship with them

Two girls. One bloodline. A past they were never meant to remember. Aanya is quiet. Soft-spoken. Stolen in the dead of night to replace a mafia bride-and thrown into the arms of a man who believes love is weakness. Avni is fierce. Bold. The kind of girl who doesn't back down... until she finds herself tangled with a ruthless, flirty mafia prince who decides she's his. Neither girl knows they're sisters-twins, separated by a brutal past. Neither expects to fall for the very men who were raised to destroy. But in the underworld, love is a weapon. Secrets don't stay buried. And when the truth rises, someone always bleeds. Jealousy. Obsession. Betrayal. Blood. They were marked the moment they were born... and now, the mafia will claim what's theirs. - A dark, emotional mafia romance filled with enemies-to-lovers fire, twin secrets, powerful kings, and broken brides.

In a world of whispers and wicked schemes, where fate forges fragile dreams, five fated pairs stand at destiny's door, their hearts waging wars never fought before. Shiv & Naina-The Fire & The Fury A tempest tamed by time's cruel hand, a warrior queen, a king's last stand. Passion and power, locked in a fight, torn between darkness, drawn to the light. Aparna & Anant-The Echo & The Embrace Bound by vows, blessed by fate, a bond so deep, yet hearts hesitate. Shadows chase them, secrets confide, yet love's soft whispers refuse to hide. Aryan & Arshita-The Forbidden Flame A love too fierce, a truth too bold, hearts held captive, stories untold. Longing lingers, destiny denies, yet the fire never truly dies. Anurag & Katyayni-The Past & The Prey A love once lost, a tale once torn, buried beneath regret well-worn. Fate rewinds, the past relives, but trust is a beast that rarely forgives. As shadows stretch and daggers gleam, where truth is twisted in fate's dark scheme, crowned hearts must rise, stand tall, take flight- For the throne is won in the dead of night.