.·:*¨༺ "𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓾𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓛𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼" ༻¨*:·. ┏━━°❀•°:🎀:°•❀°━━━━━┓ 𝗥𝘂𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗸𝗮 ┗━━°❀•°:🎀:°•❀°━━━━━┛ The innocent, selfless girl endured constant neglect and cruel taunts, always hearing words. "𝘉𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯," "𝘜𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴," "𝘜𝘯𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥." For the first fourteen years of her life, the people she called as family abandon her at an orphanage, severing all ties with her. She bore the pain with a smile, accepting the harshness, but when they finally left her behind, it broke her. Shattered, yet not defeated, she found strength in her faith, trusting in God to guide her through the pain. Just when it seemed like she had reached her breaking point, her life took a sudden turn. She was adopted by a towering, intimidating man. Shivendra Rathore, a ruthless businessman, once the feared Mafia King known as SR, was a force to be reckoned with. A man who was the father of five boys, each one intimidating, cold, and aggressive. Will Ruhanika be able to change their hearts? Will she be the one to melt the tough exterior of these devils? Will she ever find the true family she's longed for? Follow Ruhanika's journey as she learns that family isn't defined by blood, but by the heart. A story of love, transformation, and finding where you truly belong. "𝓐 𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝓭𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓹𝓾𝓶𝓹 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓪𝓼 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮" - 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐧

❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.

What if destiny wasn't just about winning the war between good and evil... but about finding the family your soul has always craved? Saanvi-a girl born with powers not meant for mortals, a Devta Putri hiding in the shadows of the human world. She has lived her life alone, telling herself she doesn't need anyone. Families break. Love hurts. Belonging is a dream she cannot afford. But fate has other plans. When she crosses paths with a family broken by pain and waiting for a miracle, something inside her begins to change. For the first time, she laughs, she feels, she wonders what it means to have a home. And for them, she is more than just a girl-she might be the missing piece of their story, the answer to prayers left unheard for years. Yet shadows always follow the light. Will Saanvi embrace the bond destiny is offering her... or walk away before she risks her heart again?

"The only soft spot I know about is this one," Heeseung murmured, reaching down to slide his hand under my skirt, his fingers caressing the area between my legs, "And it's wet." -Yena was the habit Heeseung couldn't break, the mistake he couldn't regret, and the addiction he kept choosing. -Heeseung was the poison Yena kept reaching for like he was the cure, knowing he would consume her eventually. #2 on EVAN #6 on ENGENE

⭒❃.✮:▹"𝓞𝓾𝓻𝓼 𝓲𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓿𝓲𝓮𝓼."◃:✮.❃⭒ Shivendra Rathore, a 26-year-old man, has just returned to his birthplace in Rajasthan after living for years in Mumbai. Despite his family owning a large business corporation, Shivendra carved his own path, launching a successful company of his own. By the age of 25, he was crowned the undisputed king of the Indian mafia underworld. Aryavi, 23 year old girl, grew up in an orphanage alongside her younger sister. Without a surname, she remains no less remarkable. A radiant beam of sunshine yet cunning, Aryavi is fiercely protective of her sister, her only family. Now in her first year of LL.B. She dreams of becoming a criminal lawyer to fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. Yet she carries a secret, no one knows. Once inseparable childhood best friends, life's responsibilities pulled them apart. Shivendra chasing his ambitions in Mumbai and Aryavi staying in Delhi to continue her studies. Years later, fate brings them back to Rajasthan at the same time, but with an unexpected twist, they are bound by an arranged marriage. Once best friends, now strangers, the distance between them is wide but in that very strangeness, a pure and true love begins to blossom. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ Their love was like infinity without beginning or end, endless and unchanging, a timeless force that no obstacle could diminish, forever binding their souls across time and space. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ Tropes - CEO × Lawyer Middle Child × Eldest Child Mafia King × Secret Identity Arranged Marriage Childhood Sweethearts Royal Romance He Fell first and She Fell harder. Power Couple Energy Marriage of Convenience

"Let's play a game," he announced, his boots echoing off the ground as he neared me. "It involves a little bit of blood--," he paused, a slow smirk spreading across his face, "--considering it's your first time."

He trailed his fingers down my neck, his lips brushing my ear as he whispered, 'You're mine' I moaned I bit my lip, cheeks flushing as I typed the scene of my story. "Interesting choice of words" My breath hitched, my fingers froze mid-air. That voice. I spun around to see none other than Park Jimin...my real-life bully...leaning over my shoulder, devilishly smirking at my laptop screen. "A bit... shameless, don't you think? Fantasizing about me like this Yeona?" He spoke, smirking at my frozen state. ---------------------------------------------------------------- Yeona hates Park Jimin. She always has. But her Wattpad stories tell a different tale... one where he's pinning her against a wall, whispering things that make her knees weak, touching her, ruining her. She swore no one would ever find out. But when Jimin himself discovers her secret, he doesn't laugh. "Be mine... or I'll expose your secret" She stared at him wide eyed. He leans in and smirks "Let's see what's better - Your fantasy or me re-writing them" Park Jimin isn't just the most popular guy on campus... he's her bully, her tormentor, her worst nightmare, a cocky bastard... at least that's what she thought. And this time, she's the one being written into a story. One she might never escape. How far will he go? to get his revenge? --------------------------------------------------------- PJMXYEONA ✨📚Credits From the storyline to dialogues, everything in this book is entirely my own creation. Please do not repost, copy, or claim any part of this work as yours. 📕Book Cover: Me, Myself and I (DO NOT COPY OR REUSE) This story contains mature themes, explicit language, bullying elements, and steamy scenes. Reader discretion is advised.