The first time I met General Alexander Reeves, I thought he was exactly the kind of man women should run from. I was right. Just not for the reason I thought. We weren't supposed to be a love story. He was a thirty-two-year-old Supreme Commander with a reputation built on ice and military steel. I was a twenty-two-year-old nursing student desperately trying to keep my sick father alive. It started with a date. It quickly turned into a proposition. One year. Separate bedrooms. No interference in each other's lives. A marriage built entirely on duty and a five-year friendship between our fathers. It was the perfect contract. Completely foolproof. Except for one unwritten rule that neither of us understood until it was entirely too late. *Don't fall in love.* Some hearts just refuses to follow orders

• Academy Romance • Senior x Junior • Slow Burn Two cadets. One Academy She's here to prove herself. He's here to command. But when rules get personal and tempers run wild, will love survive the line of duty?

He was iron and ice - A storm in uniform, Duty etched into every breath, A man sculpted by warzones and wounds no one dared to ask about. She was springtime and stardust - Soft laughter in sunlit halls, Dreams tucked between notebooks and a heart untouched by the world's sharp edges. He saw her - once. And the world, so long silenced by sirens and gunfire, began to hum again. He fell first. Not gently, But like a building set to detonate - Loud. Final. Without warning. She fell, too - Slower, But deeper. Into the silence between his words, Into the heat behind his fury, Into the broken boy hiding beneath the badge. Their love? It wasn't flowers and confession's. It was clenched jaws and trembling hands, Arguments that ended in whispered apologies, And touches that spoke of longing and ruin. He loved her like a secret he'd kill to protect. She loved him like a prayer she wasn't sure would be answered. And when they fell - They fell like stars crashing to earth: Brilliant. Beautiful. And irreversible.

"Vikram... please..." Naina cried softly as he dragged her down the grand staircase of the Rathore mansion. Her tears blurred her vision while her trembling hands tried to loosen his painful grip around her wrist. "I didn't steal anything..." But Vikram didn't stop. "Get out!" he said dangerously quiet, throwing her bag near her feet. Naina looked at him shattered completely. "Suniye... main kaha jaungi...?" she asked broken. Then Vikram looked at her with eyes colder than she had ever seen before. "Go back to your world, you cannot digest luxuries " He said.. Tropes: Secret Baby ✧ Rejected Pregnant Wife ✧ Morally Grey Hero ✧ Dominant Hero × innocent Heroine ✧ Angst Romance ✧ Groveling Hero ✧ Possessive MMC On stck for free after chapter 12 (free for followers.) Till 15th July.

Meenakshi never imagined marriage would feel this lonely. Raised in a strict yet loving middle-class family, she grew up believing patience, silence, and sacrifice were a woman's greatest strengths. Quiet and deeply traditional despite being raised in the city, she enters the powerful Reddy household as the wife of the eldest son - Raghav Reddy. A man feared more than respected. At thirty, Raghav Reddy is known for his discipline, cold silence, and traditional values. In his world, rules matter more than emotions, and family honor comes before everything else. Their marriage was arranged within weeks. To the world, they looked perfect together - the powerful heir and the innocent bride wrapped in silk sarees and gold jewelry. But behind closed doors, their relationship is filled with distance, misunderstandings, silent fights, and unspoken emotions. In a house where every step is watched and every mistake is remembered, Meenakshi struggles to find her place in her husband's life. And Raghav? He is a man who does not know how to love gently. But sometimes, the quietest hearts leave the deepest impact. A slow-burn South Indian arranged marriage romance filled with traditions, family drama, possessive love, emotional tension, and the journey of two strangers tied together by sacred vows.

Amelia McCarthy; a 21 year old young girl, coming from a good family. She is a lively college student, majoring in business. Ajax Santiago; a 26 year old hot billionaire and a Mafia King to all the other mafia. When Ajax sets his eyes on the beautiful Amelia, he couldn't help himself but make her his queen whether she likes it or not. --------------- The sun had set by now and street lights were lit in the dark. Amelia was walking when suddenly she felt someone following her. Goosebumps raised on the back of her neck at the thought. She looked back and as she did, a shriek left her lips. There he was, standing in all his glory, right in front of her. 'AJAX SANTIAGO' The man whom she feared, the man she had escaped was standing right in front of her. She knew, she was doomed. He was there to get her. Ajax looked back with an evil smirk formed on his perfect lips. "Hello Love!" ----------- The first thing Amelia felt after gaining her consciousness back was the slight ache in her head.She shook her head a little to clear her vision so that she could see properly. Her eyes widened and a frightening scream left her lips. There he was, the devil of her life, sitting on the big seat with a glass of some expensive wine in his hand. A gun placed at the table in front of him. He tsked; "You scream a lot, love" -------------- If you have a liking towards forced relationships which include cold, cruel and selfish Mafia king falling in love with a pretty girl and doing every right and wrong in his will to make her his. Then this story is for you. Their relationship might be toxic at some stages but it won't be abusive. The beginning of the story contains non-abusive forced romance. It progresses from non-con to consensual sweet and caring love. There are further descriptive details in the Description chapter and a prologue containing scenes from all phases of LIJAX Love.

Dark romance|18+ | after chapter 24, available on stck She was raised to obey. He was trained to command. At twenty-one, she has lived her entire life quietly-studying in a government college, lowering her eyes, learning early that silence keeps the peace. When her family arranges her marriage, no one asks what she wants. They never have. At thirty-one, he is an Army Major with an unyielding reputation. Disciplined. Cold. Uninterested in marriage. He agrees only to satisfy his family-expecting a demanding bride, tears, tantrums, resistance. What he gets is a girl who doesn't argue. Doesn't complain. Doesn't rebel. Her obedience unsettles him more than defiance ever could. "You will sleep in my room from tonight," he said-already turning away, as if her fear was irrelevant. In a household where expectations are brutal and love is conditional, she is tested at every step. Mistaken for weakness. Pushed further into silence. And as she fades into the background, something dangerous begins to shift between them. Because he was never taught how to be gentle. And she was never taught how to say no.

"In the depths of their all-consuming love, Vedant-Vaishnavi's bond is tested like never before. Fueled by passion and bound by an unbreakable vow, their relationship becomes a blazing inferno of intensity and devotion. And When love becomes an obsession, the boundaries blur, Test in a fiery dance of passion and possession. One love, one flame, burning forever."

He served the nation. She waited with love. 🌸 🌸🌸🌸🌸 Naina Sharma - Roorkee's clumsy geography teacher, who believes in maps, miracles, and chai more than anything else. Kabir Mehta - IMA cadet, disciplined, determined, and completely off-limits. A random Sunday in Dehradun. A Ball Night invitation. And a connection that neither of them saw coming. As he trains to serve the nation and she learns to balance her heart with her fears, their love begins to bloom quietly - through letters, phone calls, and promises whispered across miles. Because sometimes, love doesn't need grand confessions or perfect timing. Sometimes, all it needs is faith... and Her Olive Green Love. #6 longdistance

When a victim seeks out for the best advocate, he accepts to fight for her in return for sex as his fees. Anandi, a woman who lost it all, her sick mother hospitalised and her once a rich businessman father in jail fighting for justice. Anandi was a privileged daughter who got everything, got treated like a princess but everything changed when his father's business got bankrupted and he was put to jail, mother who couldn't handle it anymore got sick and bedridden. unaware of how the world works she goes to the high court and decides to take help from the best prosecuter, she expected a high fees but in return he wanted nothing more than her body. Things might sound easy, A poor woman and a rich man, first sex then love then happy ending. but every night she spends with him, she feels like he has more agenda than he reveals, something dark and dangerous for her, why does his eyes hold hatred for her? as he passionately thrusts inside her? is he just a stranger? or a man from the past she can't remember.