🛑Warning.. contains detailed description of sex. And mentions of underage abuse. Abusive past and explicit language a dangerous fiery affair.. will it stay or will it burn.. It's the story of a woman trapped in a loveless marriage, caught in the consuming pull of a man who refuses to let her go. Ishaan is reckless, obsessive, and mischievous in the way he intrudes into every corner of her life-claiming her in public, taunting her, staking ownership over the smallest details. Beneath every clash and every stolen glance runs a current of raw lust and dangerous intensity, where desire and defiance blur into something neither of them can resist.

[PARTITION ROMANCE] 18+ She is a mute. He is a politician. And 1947 is burning around them. After surviving a brutal assault and losing her only family, Vrishty, a voiceless Hindu girl, is left alone in a town tearing itself apart. Hunted by the man who first claimed her, she hides in silence, until Meer, an emerging Muslim politician, becomes the only barrier between her and the chaos outside. Bound by guilt and an unexpected pull, Meer begins to realise his vicinity with the girl. But the nation which divided amongst the communal hate, will it be able to save these burning interfaith hearts, alive? __________________________ "In Islam" he continued quietly. "You cannot marry unless both agree... and unless both are Muslim" His expression twisted, a deep aching conflict. I shook my head, looking at him. As if almost pleading him. Noo...please....

⚠️ Mature content only for readers above eighteen ⚠️ Jheel Kumari has been running away all her life. It has always been something to run from ; family problems, daddy issues, bullies, overweight criticisms, dark skin shaming, and.....him. He has been the biggest problem of her life. Him, who ruined everything in her life and.....her. So, like always, she ran but, from him the hardest and furthest. He is her nightmare. Advait Thakre. The son of the chief minister. He has never faced troubles, all thanks to the privileged life he got; amazing parents, wealth, supportive friends, liberty, fame, and what not. He has a bad habit of getting everything in his life.....except her. She is his stubbornness, passion, and madness. Her, whom he wants to accomplish like a challenge. She is his first and only problem. It's a game for both of them. For Jheel, it's hide and seek before she gets caught. For Advait, it's chess, and he is a mastermind of tricks and manipulation, making sure anyhow he wins. Let the game begin. *Not a sweet and simple romance. Contains mature themes*

She was a village girl with bruises on her skin and faith in her heart. He was the feared Sarpanch of Devgarh-powerful, controlled, and unforgiving. When Aaradhya is caught in a trafficking ring run by one of the most influential men in the region, Raajvardhan Rathore steps in-not as a savior, but as the law. What begins as a rescue turns into a battle against corruption, buried secrets, and a murder that was disguised as an accident. Set in rural India in the 1980s, this story explores power, trauma, devotion, and a dangerous attraction that grows only when choice replaces fear. This is not a soft love story. It is intense, raw, and unapologetically adult. Read at your own risk. ~~~ 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚 (𝟐𝟓) A gentle, bruised soul with a lotus-heart-raised in fear, sold by her own father, and unknowingly destined to be the fire that melts a king. 𝐑𝐚𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 (𝟑𝟎) The ruthless Sarpanch of Devgarh-dominant, feared, and dangerously possessive. A man carved from silence, devotion, and buried grief. ~~~ 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒: Romance Dark Themes Set in the 1980s Age Gap (25 × 30) Rural Royalty Rescuer Hero × Survivor Heroine Protective & Possessive (Healthy) Powerful Man × Quiet Strength Devotee Hero × Devotee Heroine Slow Burn Romance Found Family Feminine Power Rising Courtroom Justice Arc

Bhoomi's life had become nothing but hell. Once a bright, promising student with dreams bigger than the world itself, she was now trapped in a home filled with domestic violence, silently praying for death to find her before another day began... But everything shattered the night her husband bet her to a complete stranger. Tropes :- • Dark / Psychotic Romance • Morally Grey Male Lead • Emotional Dependency • He is Her Safe Place • Healing Arc • Soft After Dark • Love that Destroys and Heals

🖤 Genre: Dark Desi Erotic Romance 💢 Vibe: Hate-marriage | Enemies-to-lovers | Powerplay | Smut-laced emotional unraveling 🏛️ Setting: New Delhi - elite corridors, government bungalows, high society scandal Tara Sen - She's the rebellious, spoilt daughter of a powerful IAS officer -~ wild, untamed, and unapologetically herself. Ishan Maitra - He's a young, cold, righteous IAS officer - disciplined, strict, and bound by tradition. Forced into a marriage neither wanted, their worlds collide with fiery resentment and sizzling desire. She mocks tradition; he enforces it. She dresses to provoke; he preaches restraint. But every argument ends with bruising kisses and lingering glances and desperate hungry nights that neither can resist. He ruled the law. She broke every one. Then they were bound by the one law neither could escape - marriage. 🥇#1- IAS 🥇#1- Aristocrat 🥇#1- Hot husband 🥇#1- Strong 🥉#3- Lead ⚠️ Disclaimer: If you're looking for tea and polite kisses, move along. This story serves heavy-duty smut with zero apologies - think tangled sheets, savage desire, and a wife who's too hot to handle. Prepare to blush, swoon, and question all your life choices. You've been warned. 😈🔥 For the brave only. 🔥💋

Please don't judge the story by its first five-six chapters-they might feel a little cringe. Stick with it, and I promise the journey is worth it! Set in a remote village that follows its own deep-rooted traditions⚠️ Rudransh thakur a 29 years old sarpanch height 6 ft 3 inch A very dangerous man for his enemies But he can lay down his life for his loved ones loves his brother very much Chavi a naive 21 years old girl Chavi's mother died in an accident and she now lives with her abusive father This is an erotic smut story set in a village where an age-old tradition binds all the men of one household to marry a single woman. A strong and engaging storyline layered with intense smut Threesome M×F×M 🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞

#Top 1 in india(7/11/24) "𝑯𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆, 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔... 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒚-𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅." Ansh Singhania The most brutal mafia kingpin-feared, ruthless, untouchable. He marries Maahi Malhotra not for love, but for revenge. He wants to shatter her, make her bleed with the same pain he's carried for years. Breaking her is the only justice he knows. But revenge has its own cruel twist. Nothing is what it seems. The war he begins turns into a game of life and death, where the one trying to end him... is someone he loves the most. And the woman he destroys is the one standing between him and the bullet meant for his heart. Who wants him dead? And after everything he's done... can love still grow between them? The answer lies in their shared, tragic past, a secret that binds them in a lethal dance of hate and devotion.

People always talk about the men in love and yeah you'll see it in this story too but it's more about the woman in love as we all know we go a little extra when we fall for a guy. A woman who carries the responsibilities of the past, a bar dancer and a man who hides behind his smile, an enforcer. One unfortunate incident led them to meet. Two lives altered. So play the dhols because this time their love is going to destroy us all. Well in the nicest possible way... Book 2 of Bhavika universe. A sequel to Bavri Ashiqui. Can be read as standalone. ☆Warning :This story is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. It contains mature themes (like sex, blood, violence etc). I do not promote anything, it's all fictitious and just for the sake of entertainment. Readers discretion is advised.

‧͙⁺˚･༓☾ HIS BEAUTIFUL PUNISHMENT ☽༓･˚⁺‧͙ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── ⋆ ˚ ｡ ⋆ ｡ ˚ ☽ ˚ ｡ ⋆ ｡ ˚ ⋆ "You think you can smile at him and come home to me untouched?" The sound of silk tearing echoed in the silent bedroom. Priyanshi struggled against the silk tie binding her wrists to the mahogany headboard, tears of rage blurring her vision. "Let me go, Aarav! You're a monster! I hate you!" Aarav hovered over her, his eyes burning with a dark, possessive madness that terrified and thrilled her all at once. He gripped her chin, forcing her to look into the abyss of his gaze. "Hate me? Good. Hate is passionate," he hissed, his hand sliding down to grip her thigh, pushing her knees apart with zero patience. "Spread your legs for your husband. Today I show you who you belong to. You're going to take every inch of my d*ck in the deepest parts of your body until you forget everything except my name." He leaned down, biting the sensitive spot on her neck. "You are my wife. My property. And tonight, I'm going to ruin you for everyone else." ⋆ ˚ ｡ ⋆ ｡ ˚ ☽ ˚ ｡ ⋆ ｡ ˚ ⋆ Priyanshi Verma prayed to Krishna for a fairytale love story. Instead, she was sold to the Devil in a bespoke suit. Aarav Rathore. Billionaire. Mafia king. A man who doesn't know how to love, only how to own. To the world, it's the wedding of the year. Behind closed doors, it's a war. He married her to control her. She married him to save her family. He wants to break her innocence. She wants to escape his cage. But in the darkness of their bedroom, where hate turns into heat and resistance turns into moans, the lines blur. He is the storm she cannot run from. She is the peace he craves to destroy. A story of a forced marriage, dark obsession, and a lust so violent it might just look like love. Tropes: Forced Marriage Grumpy x Sunshine Hate to Love Possessive/Jealous Hero Touch Her and Die 🪕🦢🪷🪞✨