She went to Russia searching for freedom. Instead, she lost her memories. Now trapped inside the mansion of a dangerously powerful man who claims she's his wife, Aakansha is forced to live a life she doesn't remember belonging to. The world believes she's dead. Her family mourns her. And the only person standing beside her is the man her brother would burn the world to destroy. Zaydreyn is manipulative, possessive, and far too calm for a man hiding this many secrets. But the more Aakansha's memories begin returning, the clearer one thing becomes- He didn't just save her after the accident. He made sure nobody could take her away again. ☾༻༒༺༒༻༒༺☽ Zaydreyn Dragunov, a 32-year-old half-Russian, half-Indian businessman, is known to the world as Russia's untouchable billionaire-but beneath the expensive suits and dangerous calm lies a man feared by the underworld itself. Cold, manipulative, and obsessively possessive, he always gets what he wants. And this time, what he wants is her. Aakansha Chandravanshi, a 27-year-old assassin born into one of India's most powerful mafia families, has spent her entire life trapped between danger, expectations, and control. Bold, sharp-tongued, and dangerously fearless, she was trained to survive every threat thrown her way-except the man who turned her lost memories into his most dangerous claim. ☾༻༒༺༒༻༒༺☽ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴅᴀᴛᴇ: 2026-05-19

"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐘𝐨𝐮" After a long day Abhimanyu returns back home and straight away goes to his room, only to find Amyra sleeping on his bed only in her underwear. Listening to the door's sound, Amyra covers herself with her hands. "Oh I didn't know you were going to come home so early" she said smirking at him. Abhimanyu walked slowly towards Amyra, his shoes sound only audible in the s*xual atmosphere. He grabbed her cheeks tightly. Her cheeks were squished in his strong, big veiny hands. "You want to be my s*x sl*t, don't you". .................................................................................. TROPES✨ Forced Marriage Age Gap She fell first, He fell harder Mature romance This is a Mafia Romance story where Amyra, a 21 year old girl is forced to get married to a Ruthless Mafia leader Abhimanyu Gupta. This story is all about lust, seduction and dark romance. This is a slow burn story. .................................................................................. ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ This story is for mature audiences as it contains smut. Read at your own risk. #2 in India (29/06/25) #1 in Seduction #1 in matureaudience #1 in maturestory #1 in obsessive #1 in fastupdates #1 in marriageproposal #1 in action-romance #1 in marriage-of-convience #2 in top10 India #2 in marriage #2 in hindi #3 in slowburn #10 in India

⬩➤ VIRAJ × JANAAT(main leads) A tale that began with protection only!! But soon collided with something... A man with a legacy and a hidden empire For months, he stayed in the shadows, ensuring nothing reached her. Then decided to marry her. Soon, the line drawn out of protection started to blur. She became the moment he forgot to blink. She became the center of his world. He realized protection was not enough; it was never. From there, Passion started- raw passion. ﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ ⬩➤ VEER × HEER (second leads) She is a slow-developing woman. And he was a man who had already decided never to marry anyone. Until he shop flower from her. For her, he broke his rule and married her. Not out of duty. Not out of pressure. But as a responsibility. He surrendered it all-his expectations, his future, every unspoken dream Just to keep her safe, just to keep her with him. ﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ This is a soft romance novel-with gentle but passionate moments. Discretion is advised!! ©All rights reserved Started- 1 December 2025

warrior princess X unyielding tyrant ..................................................... "why you happen to be at the same place as mine everytime, are you sure you aren't stalking me ?" " I like to watch things pretty closely before i devour it entirely" taking big steps, diminishing the distance between then , making her stumble on her feet but grab her by her waist before falling. 'wha- what do you m-mean by that" bending his head, while holding her in his arms "it helps me figure out the routes- the routes, especially those which makes me breathless " a teasing grin left his mouth. their eye contact was deeper than the cut she made by holding dagger in her hand,hiding it behind her. he broke the eye contact and kissed her neck, not gentle - slow at first then turned into a hungry and desperate kiss. she did not stop him either as she could not . "here, i marked the territory,everyone should know what's mine " she turned sideways ............................................................. this story contains mature content, hitorical drama and dark fiction include torture ,captivity so please do not read it if you are sensitive

⊹₊⋆ɴᴀ ᴄʜᴇᴅᴅᴏ ʜᴜᴍᴇ⊹₊⋆ ⊹₊⋆ʜᴜᴍ ꜱᴀᴛᴀʏᴇ ʜᴜʏᴇ ʜᴀɪ⊹₊⋆ ⊹₊⋆"ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ᴘᴏʟɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ? ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ."⊹₊⋆ ˚⊱🪷⊰˚ She was the peace he never knew he needed; he was the fire she never knew only she could calm. He entered her life to claim what he believed was his-and she let him, as if she had always belonged to him. She lived in quiet, controlled chaos, while a single decision of his could end a life-or save one. She thought he was too old; he thought she was too young. But when their worlds collided, age, logic, and reason ceased to exist-there was only them. She hated him for marrying her. He loved her for awakening emotions he never knew he had. She despised him, despised politics, yet he alone could make her knees weaken. And even though he loved her with devotion, his obsession could drive him to ruin her in the darkest ways. They were never meant to want someone like each other-yet what they shared burned hot enough to force their souls to kneel and beg each other to stay. MATURE CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.

Forced marriage or what? Will she regret it? Haseena malik agreed to marry Amar vidrohi under some circumstances but what happened next? Peep in to know 🙃

A sweet, simple arranged marriage tale set in the early 2000s. Anubhav:- The gentle, responsible elder son of the Singh family. He has always known that he would marry the woman his family chose for him. And so, he marries Haseena. Haseena:- The soft spoken, calm middle child of the Malik family. Like every young woman, she dreams of marrying the perfect person, chose by her family.So, she accepts her family's choice and marries Anubhav. Both are composed, patient, and undemanding. Starting a new life together isn't difficult but sharing their thoughts and feelings is. He is shy when it comes to expressing emotions. She hesitates before speaking her heart. Still, they know they are meant to stay together forever. So they try, slowly and sincerely to talk, to express, to understand, and eventually, to love. And they do. This is their story from strangers bound by marriage to soulmates bound for forever. Tropes: Arranged Marriage Teacher × Housewife Elder son x middle daughter Introvert x introvert Soft romance Slow burn She falls first, he falls harder Old school romance Note: Only the names Anubhav and Haseena are taken from the Maddam Sir show; the story has no connection to it and is entirely fictional. ~Atiwak ❤️

1st book of Cursed series in continuation of Shivanya series "You should stop staring at me like I'm some monster," Dhruv said coldly. Taara replied looking into his eyes "Then stop behaving like one, Rawal sa (prince) " For the first time in years... he laughed. But Dhruv didn't fall for her because she was soft. He fell because she walked straight into his darkness without trembling. "I ruin everything I touch," he warned her while caressing her cheeks Taara looked him straight in the eyes. "Then maybe I was born to survive ruin. " What Taara didn't know was - Dhruv had already decided something terrifying. He believed she was the only one who could break his curse. And he was willing to destroy the entire kingdom to keep her beside him. They called him the shadow of the kingdom. A person who doesn't have any identity of his own. Who lives under shadow of someone else. Prince Dhruv - the second prince of mahawargarh. A widower. Most intelligent and interested only in politics . A feared warrior. And the father of a five-year-old daughter who barely smiled anymore. People whispered that something inside him had died the night his wife did. But no one knew his real secret. No one knew the prince locked himself behind closed doors every night, drowning in dangerous addictions to silence the demons in his head. No one knew his hands trembled from withdrawal before battles. No one knew he believed he was cursed. And then came Taara. A maid who was too fearless for her own good. Too confident to lower her eyes. Too brave to fear a broken prince. She was just a maid working in his kingdom not aware of the fact...that she is going to be the curse breaker for him. " I am not innocent at all my little moon " he replied while moving towards her with slow steps " I am cursed " he smirked. Highy mature content

𝑩𝒂𝒅𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒉 दिल 𝑻𝒐 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒈 𝑯𝒂𝒊 𝑩𝒂𝒅𝒂 💞💫 What if... Amar had met Urmila? And what if the MPT team had ever met Elaichi from 'Jijaji Chhat Par Hai'? Peep in to know more! {(Trust me, it just gets better (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧} #1 in Amar #1 in Gulki #1 in Savi #1 in Hiba Nawab #1 in AmarEena #2 in Sony SAB

"The competition ended... but their story didn't." Their competition ended. Their partnership began. But between cases, secrets, and the return of a past that refuses to stay buried, Amar and Haseena find themselves facing emotions they never planned for. Because sometimes the hardest case to solve... is the one inside your own heart.