MAHNOOR SIKANDAR She was untamed storm - Fierce with her words. She didn't just speak-she declared. Her eyes held the fire of someone who had conquered silence, who refused to bow. A natural leader, feared and respected in equal measure. ZEHAAN SHAH ZAMAAN He, on the other hand, was calm like the ocean after a storm-Majestic, not in a way that demanded attention, but in the kind that earned quiet admiration. Where she led with fire, he guided with patience. They were opposites-not in cliché, but in essence. She would move mountains to make things happen. He would become the ground beneath those mountains to give them stability. Fate,it doesn't ask permission before drawing lines between souls. Her father. The only one she bowed to.He was her world, her anchor. In a twist of divine irony, their paths collided . But her father asked. Not ordered. Asked. And so, for the first and only time in her life, she bowed-not in defeat, but in devotion. For her father, she accepted. And yet, fate is patient. In time, something strange and unspoken began to grow- Respect. Understanding. Then something deeper. Not a fairytale. But something real. So they were tied, yes- She learned to rest her flames beside his ocean. He learned to carry her fire without fear. Not because fate demanded it, But because LOVE chose to grow...

She came to attend her cousin's wedding but in a twist of events, she became the bride. Now trapped with a grumpy zamindar and his unpredictable family, will she fall in love or convince him to leave her? ◖Age Gap ◖Desi Erotica ◖Soft Romance ◖Slow Burn Romance ◖Forced Marriage

"MATURE STORY" "I'M WARNING YOU" I warn you this story contains mature story.This is my story and it is completely imaginary. This story is about the Sarpanch of a village. you will get into the story further. *************** *************** Second book of Thakur series 2nd Book *"MATURE SCENES"* 🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞 PROMO Aahh Ummm aaa bass Auuurrrr nhiiii...... "woman crying in pain and speaking" Choorr diijiyee ahh Aaahh umm dheeree Auur nhiii ahooo ahh Bassss ahh aahh umm aaa aaahh umm aaa "screams very loudly" Ahh aahh umm aaa ahh umm aaa ahh umm aaa aahh dhereee ahhh ahh ummmmmm dheere ahh aahh umm "she begs a lot" Ahh ahh umm aa aahh umm aaa ahh ahh "she is very tired" Aurr maat kijiye na ab bahut ho gaya bus "she says crying" Nahin Mera maan abhi nahin bhara abhi aur aur vaise bhi mere andar ke Janwar ko tumne hi Bahar nikala hai "his breathing was going up and down loudly but He was not ready to leave her." Nhi au..... ahh uhhaa maa...f kar dijiye ahh aahh umm aa ahh ahh umm aa aahh ahh "she feels like she's going to die" Bass nhiii ahh uhaa uhh ahh umm aaahh "Her whole face was red because of crying and she was shouting loudly." She screams helplessly but it has no effect on the man and she is punished for a mistake she did not commit. *************** *******"******* I would like to tell you again that read this story at your own risk. Because it is 18 plus and those under 18 years of age should not read. 🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞⚠️⚠️⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️⚠️⚠️ Trigger Warning contains mature content like : forced sex, marital rape, and sex scenes. ~Multiple couple~ ll Mature content 18+||

force marriage, domination, and slow-burn tension is your type... CM × Teacher is waiting for you. "you bastard leave me I hate you.... I hate breathing same air as you." she said. struggling in his grip. That broke something in him. But Devraj laughed darkly, the sound vibrating through her. In one swift motion, he crushed his mouth to hers, the kiss raw and punishing, his lips bruising hers with brutal intensity. Saanvi's world narrowed to the assault on her senses the scrape of his stubble against her skin, the iron band of his arm around her waist pinning her in place. She struggled fiercely, her body bucking against him, fists hammering his shoulders as she tried to wrench free. 'Stop... mmmnn, leave me!' she mumbled against his invading lips, but he only tightened his hold, fingers tangling in the loose strands of her hair to tilt her head back, forcing her to take the invasion. His tongue plunged deep, The kiss stretched on, She kicked at his shins, her heels scraping the gritty concrete floor, but he absorbed it all, pressing his hips forward to trap her legs. 'Please... mmmnn, no!' she whimpered between the brutal presses of his mouth, pain blooming as his teeth caught her lower lip, biting down hard enough to draw blood, the coppery tang mixing with his relentless suction. Saanvi punched his arms harder, her blows landing with desperate thuds against his biceps, but her energy flagged, breaths coming in short, gasps against his mouth. Devraj's free hand roamed up her side, squeezing her hip through the clothes, holding her immobile as he devoured her. Rage ignited in her she reared back to slap him, her palm slicing through the air. But Devraj caught her hand effortlessly, twisting it behind her back with a sharp yank that made her cry out. he smeared it across her skin like a mark of ownership. 'You belong to me now,' he whispered, ____ Continue in chapter ✨

𝓘 𝓯𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝔂 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓷𝓮𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝔂 𝓼𝓸𝓾𝓵. 𝓠𝓾𝓲𝓮𝓽𝓵𝔂. 𝓓𝓮𝓮𝓹𝓵𝔂. 𝓑𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓵𝔂. _________★★_________ What if the groom-to-be is already married but is clueless about it? Chaos ensues as the truth comes crashing down on the celebration of meaningless beginnings. Destiny plays its masterstroke as he discovers that his wedding planner is really his wife, who would move heaven and earth in order to escape their accidental espousal. Including planning his marriage to her high-school nemesis and hiding their holy bond. Reeva Singhania might be a blessing for every couple out there, turning their big day into an unforgettable celebration, but she hates the very idea of marriage itself. She wasn't ready to be tied to Aditya Roy, she never would be. Aditya Roy, the man whose charms she isn't immune to even after being indifferent to romantic attachments to the other gender. The man who has the devil on his toes in a flick of his fingers and chases his possessions with passion. He has his eyes set on her while she is the stubborn siren who would accept anything except for being his wife. One has skyrocketing standards in terms of marriage, while the other abhors it. Would an alliance based on deception work? Would she ever come out of the clutches of her past to imagine a future with him? Or would this unplanned alliance crumble even before it began? Continue reading to know if love blooms or ugly truths shatter them apart... ___________ A sequel to The Alternative Bride...Can be read as a Standalone romance Thank you so much @noturfavb_ for the beautiful cover.

~𝑪𝒉𝒉𝒐𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒌𝒂𝒃𝒉𝒊, 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒂 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒌𝒂𝒃𝒉𝒊 𝑱𝒐 𝒅𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒈𝒂 𝒕𝒖𝒎 𝒔𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒅 𝒈𝒂𝒚𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒇𝒂𝒂 𝒌𝒂~ She stepped back as he advanced, her spine hitting the wall. "𝐘-𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭... 𝐰-𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨-" He leaned in, palm flat beside her head, his breath brushing her skin. "𝐓𝐮𝐦 𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐢 𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐢 𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢... 𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐧 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐧?" Her chest tightened, breath uneven. "𝐏-𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞..." His fingers grazed her waist, slow and deliberate. "𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞... 𝐚𝐛 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐢 𝐡𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢" And her breath- Gone. . . . . 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐗 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐚

He held up his hands, trying to sound casual, but the sight stopped her cold-blood smeared across his fingers, dark and fresh. "Relax, it's nothing," he said smoothly, his voice trying to soothe, but her heart pounded in stark disbelief. Her eyes widened, fixed on the crimson stains, a silent scream caught in her throat. Horror dripped from every glance. "Nothing? You killed him," she whispered, voice barely steady, trembling with a mixture of fear and accusation. "You're a murderer." He scoffed, a cold shadow flickering in his unreadable eyes. "Don't insult me wifey. I'm above that." The weight of his words pressed down like a guillotine as she steadied herself, voice sharp with defiance. "I'll tell everyone. I won't marry you." A slow, cruel smile curved his lips as he leaned in, his breath ghosting against her ear like a deadly promise. "Will you? Go ahead-tell everyone. I'll destroy everything you hold dear, just like your telling would destroy mine. We'll go down together." He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper. "And as for not marrying me... oh wifey , you don't get to choose. You'll be mine-whether it's in a wedding dress, or buried in a legend". He wasn't supposed to pull her in-didn't even understand why he was drawn to her. She wasn't the most beautiful, but something beneath the surface called to him. A ruthless heir haunted by betrayal, he never let strangers close... yet he craved to keep her. ☆☆☆☆ This story is not standalone. It is based on a character from another story. It's about a girl who has been overshadowed by her sister's beauty but has managed to keep herself from turning bitter. She has suffered enough-now it's time for her to find happiness. The first book is Khushi: His Lawless Love.

Namaste Dosto . Mera Naam Hai . Chetan . Wese Naam Se Lag Raha Hoga Ki Me Chor Hu Par Me Sach Me Hu . Wese Meri Jindagi Me Halat Hee Ase Hai . Me Apni Jindagi Ke Sachi Ghatnaon Ke Bare Me Baata Ne Ja Raha hu To . Galat Ho Yah Sahi Bas Meri Jindagi Hee Asi Hai . Wese Kahani Bahat Hee Choti Hai to . Bas Meri Munh Jubani .. Pehle Me Apne Bare me Bata hu . Mera Naam To Aap Ko Patq Chal Gaya hoga . Meri Height 6 Ke Aas Pass Hogi . Mera Lund Size 8 Inch Or Thoda Sa Jada Mota Hai . Wese Me dikha Ne me Apni Mummy Ki tarah Thoda Sundar hu . To Me Apni Kahani Pe Aata hu .. Papa - Kesab . Mummy - Roopa . Badi didi - Soni Didi Or Me .. ......... 18+ Adult Language Also Bad Ward ..........

Ye story full Hindi smut hai no English language used here and full 18+ also so aapne risk par padhe , Hindi me smut hai toh aapko awkward feelso sakta hai isliye please aapne risk par padhe and please don't copy and report

* A relationship that started with hatred will cross all limits of love. * A husband who hates his wife will love her intensely. * Will a man who hates love and relationships be able to embrace relationships? * Will a man who loves his reputation be able to accept a middle class girl? * A man who hates relationships but will fight the whole world for his wife * A girl who never got any happiness, will she ever get happiness after marriage? A wife loves her husband very much, will she be able to bear his hatred? Will there ever be love in their relationship? Will their relationship ever succeed. lets see You also join me in the story