JETNA TUM DUR JANE KI KOUSISH KAROGE UTNA HI MUJHE PAAS PAYOGE ~ Rudraksh Singh Rajput Rudraksh Singh Rajput-his name alone was enough to make the strongest men shiver. He was ruthless, commanding, and powerful, ruling Rajasthan's business world with an iron fist. Even his own family treaded carefully around him. No one dared to cross him. No one dared to refuse him. Until Aditya Roy. Soft, delicate, and as beautiful as a dream, Aditya had spent his life in quiet elegance, far removed from the dangerous world of men like Rudraksh. But fate had other plans. A chance encounter, a moment of danger, and suddenly, Aditya found himself caught in the unyielding grasp of a man who refused to let him go. Rudraksh fell in love at first sight. Aditya found him impossible. But when Rudraksh Singh Rajput decided something, there was no turning back. He wanted Aditya, and he would have him-no matter what it took. Forced to live in Rudraksh's grand ancestral home, surrounded by teasing family members and a brother-in-law who found endless amusement in their dynamic, Aditya's life turned into a whirlwind of emotions. Between heated gazes, silent gestures of care, and grand romantic gestures that left him breathless, Aditya found himself questioning everything. Could he truly resist the man who had claimed him as his own? Or was it only a matter of time before he surrendered to Rudraksh's unwavering love?

Title: Chained by Fate Genre: BL, Crime, Romance, Emotional Drama, Enemies to Lovers Plot: ACP Aryan Rathore is a well-respected police officer, known for his intense determination, quick wit, and razor-sharp mind. He's the one the department turns to when all else fails, but there's more to him than meets the eye. Behind his cool exterior, Aryan hides a past that's as dark as it is painful. He is on a mission to take down the notorious mafia boss, Rudra Dev Raizada, a ruthless criminal mastermind with a reputation for being both untouchable and deadly. What nobody expects, though, is that beneath his flawless reputation and icy demeanor, Aryan is anything but conventional. He may have a face that could stop hearts, but his language? A whirlwind of vulgarity. Every word that comes from his mouth is laced with curses, making the most polite of interactions sound like an explosion of chaos. "Ye kya bakchodi kar rahe ho?" (What nonsense are you talking?) Aryan snaps at his colleagues, looking too cute for someone so terrifying. "Ye kya chutiyapa hai?" (What the hell is this?) Aryan throws his hands up in frustration, not caring about the shock he causes. On the other side, Rudra Dev Raizada is everything Aryan isn't: charming, confident, and dangerously magnetic. He's as cruel as he is captivating, running a vast criminal empire while wearing an almost angelic mask of calm and control. His relationship with Aryan is one built on mutual disdain, with every encounter between them more heated than the last. For years, Aryan has been chasing him, never able to close the gap, and Rudra enjoys every moment of it. But when fate finally brings them face to face in a deadly showdown, something unexpected happens. An attack on Aryan's life, orchestrated by a rival gang, leads to him being saved-against all odds-by Rudra, who drags him into his world of power and danger.

Noah Evans was supposed to be off-limits. A fragile beauty with round glasses, soft lips, and the kind of calm that made people underestimate him. Too pretty. Too composed. Too clever to fall for danger. Levi Knight was danger. A possessive, obsessive devil wrapped in black leather and tattoos. The untouchable Campus King with a dark aura, a filthy mouth, and a terrifying need to claim what wasn't his. From the moment Noah crashed into him, Levi decided. Run, angel. Hide if you can. But you'll still belong to me. Hi cuties 🥰. A New Story filled with Possessiveness, Cuteness and a little bit of spiciness

Meet the Three brothers who shares a unbreakable bond with each other.One of them is a king who plays with fire ,whose aura screams dangerous,who doesn't know anything instead of killing people while the other is the Coldest and workaholic who wants everything perfect around him, People says even the "Perfect" word is only made for him and lastly one who is like a cute little child of them a stubborn brat of the RAJPUT'S who loves his brothers more than anything... What will happen when the dangerous will be knot with softest creature who heals peoples...?? What will happen when the Perfect will knot with imperfect? Will the different poles with the same attitude will attract to each other or repulse? Warning ⚠️: Boy x boy Intersex Mpreg Abusive/ Vulgar language Smut 🔞 (maybe I'm not good at writing it) This story is totally imaginary it's not related to anyone's life and the pictures used in this work are not mine credit goes to the rightful owner...and this story is not for homophobic clowns and this account too....so you can skip it if you have a you know homophobic problem....

Title: Bad Boy's Brooklyn Setting: New York University - huge campus, bustling city, a chaotic mix of cultures, parties, and late-night pizza. ------- The boy smirked, slow and wicked, his green eyes gleaming like mischief itself. "You lost, little guy?" he asked, releasing Nishant's arm with a chuckle. "Or are you just practicing for the world's worst tackle?" "I-I'm not little," Nishant stammered, cheeks heating up furiously. His accent thickened with nerves. "And I was... I mean, I lost my cap..." ------ Before Nishant could protest - or worse, stammer something even more embarrassing - a loud crash echoed from somewhere nearby, followed by a series of whoops and laughter. The boy didn't even flinch. He just jerked his chin toward the dorms across the parking lot. "You're looking for Hall C, right?" Nishant blinked. "How did you-" The boy grinned, teeth flashing white against the dusky afternoon. "Lucky guess. Come on, baby boy. I'll show you the way before you freeze your cute little ass off." Baby boy. The words curled around Nishant's heart like smoke, unfamiliar and too warm for comfort. He hesitated for a fraction of a second - wasn't it dangerous to follow strangers? That's what every Indian parent, every Bollywood movie, every safety seminar warned about. Stranger danger! But then the boy turned and started walking without waiting for an answer, and Nishant's legs betrayed him, scurrying after him like a loyal puppy. ------ Liam chuckled again and flopped back onto his bed, tossing his phone onto the nightstand. "You're weird, you know that?" he said casually. Nishant peeked over his pillow, frowning. "You're weird too," he muttered defiantly. Liam's chest rumbled with another low laugh. "Touché, baby boy. Touché." And for the first time that night, the room didn't feel quite so cold anymore. ........