Isaac pulls back, his eyes burning into mine. "Look at me after I kiss you" he says, voice low and rough, like he's fighting for control. I nod, breathless, cheeks flaming. "Are you shy?" he asks, a teasing lilt in his tone. I shrug, my voice barely a whisper. "I-I don't know what to do. It's my first time kissing someone." Isaac's eyes soften. He smiles-a slow, dangerous smile that sends another shiver through me. "It's also my first time, Mila" he says, voice warm and low. My head snaps up, eyes wide. No way. He's too good at this. "It can't be" I say, disbelief colouring my voice. He leans closer, lips brushing my ear. "Just because it's my first kiss doesn't mean I don't know exactly what I need to do to make you feel good, sweetheart." Heat blooms in my cheeks, spreading down my neck. My hands tremble as they rest on his chest.

There's this silence between us that stretches longer than it should, and it wraps around my chest like a weighted blanket. My throat tightens. I stare at him like I'm trying to memorise the face of someone who shouldn't exist. A dream made real. My lips part before I can stop myself. "Were you sent by my dad to take care of me?" The question hangs in the air, trembling like the last leaf in autumn. Aiden's gaze softens. His lips tug into the gentlest smile I've ever seen. It's the kind of smile that could mend broken wings. "No" he whispers. "I volunteered." The words hit harder than I expect. Like a punch wrapped in silk. I gasp, air leaves me in a rush I can't reclaim. But before I can fully process what he's just said, he takes a step closer. His fingers ghost over my cheek, brushing away a tear I didn't realise had fallen. And then-he kisses me painfully slow. His hand cups the back of my neck, anchoring me to a moment I never want to end. And just when I think it's over, he pulls away just enough to look at me. His thumb traces the damp trail of tears down my cheek. He doesn't say anything. He just leans in again, and kisses them away. One by one. My tears. My pain. My silence. All kissed away by a boy who didn't come to save me because someone sent him. He came because he chose to.

🔞🔞 Tropes:--- •Aniruddh x Bondita •Age Gap 29 x 19 •Dhusht Danav Roy Choudhary x Biwi Roy Choudhary •1900s •She falls First (But he falls harder) •For a 1920s Bengali Historical Romance The dim light of the haveli's room barely cut through the shadows, creating a suffocating, almost sepulchral atmosphere. A single oil lamp cast a faint, flickering glow, but its warmth was swallowed by the cold, heavy air. In the center of the room, two figures stood locked in a tableau of cruelty. Bondita, a vision of bridal beauty, was adorned in a resplendent red and gold Bengali saree, its intricate work a stark, tragic contrast to her terrified posture. A heavy veil, meant to be a symbol of modesty, clung to her head, concealing her face and making her seem like a faceless victim. Behind her, like a dark, looming shadow, Aniruddh stood in a golden kurta, his face turned away from the light. The gold, a symbol of divine blessing, looked like a mockery in his form. His hand was a vise on Bondita's shoulder, his fingers digging into her flesh, his knuckles white with suppressed rage. His other hand was at her neck, his thumb pressing cruelly into her windpipe. He was not embracing her; he was imprisoning her. The golden kurta seemed to glow with a false, sinister light, illuminating the stark contrast between the beauty of the bride and the darkness of her groom.

Complicated. That's the only word powerful enough to describe the legendary Rathore Royal Family of Marwar-where crowns are heavy, hearts are heavier, and love is the most dangerous battlefield of all. Three brothers. Three marriages. And a web of emotions that threatens to destroy the very empire they rule. Abhimaan Pratap Singh Rathore-the ruthless king, the cold-hearted CEO, the man who rules an empire but guards his heart behind unbreakable walls. Two years into marriage, he remains untouched by love, leaving his queen Aadiya of Mewar-the proud eldest daughter-in-law-fighting a lonely battle for a place in her husband's frozen heart. Abhimanyu Pratap Singh Rathore-the loyal second son, bound by duty and gratitude to his elder brother. Married to Naina, a woman who once believed her destiny was tied to the wrong brother. Trapped between marriage vows and forbidden feelings, Naina's heart harbors a love she was never meant to have. And then there is Rudraveer Pratap Singh Rathore-the youngest prince, reckless, protected, and unapologetically rebellious. When duty demanded a royal bride, he chose love instead-marrying Samaira, a servant's daughter, shaking the very foundation of Rathore royalty and igniting whispers, rebellion, and scandal across kingdoms. In a world where power outweighs emotions, where love is forbidden, and loyalty is tested at every turn- how long before hearts rebel against crowns? Welcome to the Rathores- where every relationship is a war, every marriage hides a secret, and love may just be the downfall of royalty itself.

Zaved Mallik, 28 year old, an intelligent business man , well built body he has everything that a girl wants , but he only cares about one person. Dua Ibrahim , 18 year old ,First Year Engineering Student . An introvert, who is polite, sweet in nature. You will only get to see her goofy side only when your are close enough to her. Doesn't like to party or hang out. She is an epitome of beauty. Dive in to the story of Zaved and Dua's life which is filled with love, passion, laughter, fight , jealousy and much more. Read it to find out more!

Arham Mallik, 30 year old a successful business man , he is , possesive, and workaholic. . Safa Zaheed, 23year old, a sweet , innocent, kind, lovely girl and shy in nature. Let's see what happens when they are tied in the sacred bond of Nikaah.

Different people, different lives bounded together by thread of fate maybe you can call it destiny. Lazzy Author present you with the series of short stories. Fasten your seat belts tight for a roller coaster ride from the story of Abusive relationship to Romantic ones.

Samantha is spending the summer with her brother across the the country. But she's keeping a big secret from him. She's pregnant.

• 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 • 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲. 𝐀𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐟é 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐬-𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐇𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬? ✧･ﾟ: 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 :･ﾟ✧ - 𝑬𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 - 𝑻𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑭𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 - 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒚 - 𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝑮𝒓𝒂𝒚 𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒐 - 𝑩𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 & 𝑻𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 - 𝑺𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝑩𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 - 𝑭𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝑭𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 🏅🏅🏅🏅 #1 in fantasy fiction (30/06/25) #4 in magical realism (30/06/25) #5 in cursed (5/07/25)

Vashista , a 21 year old who finished 12th class, since then she is restricted to home and responsibilities. A very warm kind hearted woman. Devaraj, a 27 year old man who works in fileds and lives on his own as he doesn't have parents but a very stoic and cold hearted person but beneath all that he craves for love and affection. When Vashista and Devaraj gets married will they find love and be happy? Will vashista manage to make her way into Devaraj's heart? Will love ever bloom in their lifes? Dive into to know more!