Amara never expected life to be kind to her. After losing both parents at a young age, she was forced to live with her cruel aunt, where she spent her days cleaning, cooking, and suffering like a servant in a house that never truly accepted her. Illiterate, innocent, and completely unfamiliar with the world outside poverty, Amara believed her life would never change. Until fate pushed her into the path of Damian Wolfe. A dangerously powerful mafia don feared across countries. A billionaire whose empire stretched across the world. A man politicians respected, criminals obeyed, and the police could never touch. Cold-hearted, ruthless, and untouchable, Damian Wolfe had everything, money, power, private jets, luxury mansions, and a deadly reputation. But he had one weakness. Her. What happens when an innocent girl from a broken home enters the dark world of the mafia king? Can love survive in a world filled with blood, danger, betrayal, and secrets? Or will darkness destroy them both?

Isha hated only one person more than bad endings... Aviraj Singh Suryavanshi. The cold-hearted villain prince of her favourite fantasy novel, Kingdom of Vyomgarh. Cruel. Manipulative. Dangerously handsome. The kind of man who smiled while destroying lives. Every night, Isha would argue with readers in Instagram reels comment sections about him. "Why do people even like him?" she typed angrily at 2 AM. "He's literally a red flag wearing royal clothes." But one stormy night, after finishing the final chapter of the novel, something impossible happened. The lights flickered. The pages of the book started glowing. And before she could even scream- Everything went black. When Isha opened her eyes again... She wasn't in her room anymore. She was inside the novel. "Wait... WHAT?!" At first, she thought she would become the beautiful heroine of the story. Maybe even a princess. But fate laughed at her. Instead... She became Meenakshi. A side character. A maid in the royal palace. "Yeh toh scam hai..." Mina whispered while staring at her plain servant clothes in horror. Not the heroine. Not the villainess. Not even an important character. Just... a maid. Now trapped inside the deadly world of Vyomgarh, Mina knows exactly how the story ends. War. Betrayal. Bloodshed. And at the center of it all- Prince Aviraj Singh Suryavanshi. The future Maharaj of Vyomgarh. The man destined to become the most feared ruler in the entire kingdom. Mina's only goal is simple: Survive. Stay unnoticed. And somehow escape this cursed novel world. Easy plan. Until the villain notices her. One accidental meeting changes everything. One villain obsessed with the only person who knows his fate.

A billionaire finds himself dangerously obsessed with the scent of Anika's skin, making it his greatest addiction. Driven by a desperate situation, Anika is forced to accept a man twice her age as her Sugar Daddy.

⚠️ Content Warning ⚠️ This story is not safe. It's addictive, explicit, and threaded with triggers that bite. It drags you through obsession, trauma, and the kind of desire that hurts as much as it heals. If you can't handle morally grey men, broken women, or the thin line between love and ruin, stop here. If you can... keep reading. I thought monsters only lived in the dark, until I was framed for a murder I didn't commit and dragged into a world that felt darker than any nightmare. Where he was. Where he's always been. Watching me. He doesn't love. He claims what's his and destroys anyone who touches it. I tried to run from the shadow that haunts me, but somehow, every time, I end up running straight back to him. He's danger wrapped in devotion. My curse. My obsession. My undoing. I should fear him. And I do. But fear doesn't stop the pulse between my thighs. Or the way my heart betrays me when he whispers my name like a threat and a prayer. They call it madness. I call it survival. Because in his darkness, I stopped being hunted. I became the desire. He's the shadow I was meant to run from, but the one who left his hunger burning deep inside me. Big news! 🎉 Stalked To Be Desired and Damned is officially available on Amazon! This story you've loved is now in paperback-ready to sit beautifully on your bookshelf. Go grab your copy now and own a piece of the story! https://a.co/d/02d5Mwtq

"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

WARNING This story contains: Explicit Sexual Content Dirty talk Mature Sexual Situations Power Play/BDSM Elements 18+ ONLY Caroline was rejected by her mate of four years, because she was scentless.A flaw no werewolf could accept. Her mate proposed to her cousin instead. That night, heartbroken and humiliated, she let her best friend drag her to a masquerade ball. She gave herself to a masked Alpha, mysterious and devastatingly handsome. They didn't exchange names. Just one wild night of hard kisses and rough touches. He pinned her against the wall, his powerful body grinding into hers while she moaned beneath his hungry mouth. What she thought would be a sweet one-night affair turned into an unexpected pregnancy. Three years later, Caroline has rebuilt her life in a new pack, hiding her past and raising her son. But her new boss, Alpha Draven, is ruthless, controlling, and dangerously attractive... Especially those violet eyes, the same ones she sees in her son every day. Alpha Draven torments her at work, yet she challenges him at every turn. He doesn't know she's the woman he's been searching for since that fated night. While he's still hunting for his true mate, He has no idea she's already in his office... and has been raising his heir. #fantasy #romance #sex #18+ #mature #adult ✍️ Syliva. D

For four years, she lived as a forgotten wife in her own marriage. She had entered it young and patient, believing understanding could fill the spaces where love was missing. She waited. She adjusted. She faded. Days passed without words, nights without warmth, and slowly she realized she was no longer living-only enduring. The day her patience broke was quiet. No arguments, no tears-just clarity. Staying meant losing herself completely. So she chose freedom. Leaving gave her a second chance at life, at happiness, at becoming whole again. But the past does not release its hold so easily. Memories linger, scars ache, and broken love has a way of following you. She was ready to live again. But would her past let her?

"Do you need something, uncle?" "Yes, I need to mark you, make you mine, fill that soft velvety cunt with my hot cum, fuck you senseless and hard till your ripe pussy swells, leaving you begging for release. I need you beneath me, trembling, undone, screaming and moaning with pleasure. I want you so ruined for anything that isn't my touch, my presence, my claim, that nothing else compares. By the time you come back to yourself, you won't be whole anymore-you'll be marked by need, and it will always lead you back to me." The story contains mature themes and is intended for adult audiences only. Underage readers are not permitted. Reposting, copying, or redistributing this story in any form is strictly prohibited.

Since seventh grade, Kanika has been Anakveer one and only sanctuary-his best friend, his *pasandida aurat.* She believes in their unshakable "bro code," but for Anakveer, there's nothing brotherly about the way he craves her. To him, she's already his-whether she knows it or not. But when unspoken desires begin to blur the lines of their friendship, will his obsession tear them apart? Or will his dark world pull her in, corrupting her soul until she belongs to him-*forever?* _________________________________________ Kanika Guhilot-a 25 year old post graduate, a sharp-tongued, curvy goddess, and the so-called "lazy soul" of the Guhilot family. As the middle child, she perfected the art of dodging nosy relatives with her half-hearted attempt at preparing for civil services. Marriage? Not on her wishlist-*ever.* Life is complicated enough without adding a husband to the mix. Anakveer Rajput-a 25 year old graduate, the notorious bad boy and youngest heir of an empire that spells terror in the business world. To outsiders, he's nothing more than a spoiled brat with a short fuse, but beneath the surface, he is the undisputed terror king of his bloodline, ruling the underworld with an iron fist,he's the ruthless ruler of the underground-a king who bows to no one. No one, except *her.* _________________________________________ Troops: Slow Burn ❤️🔥 Forced marriage Mafia husband Bestfriend to forced husband Grumpy × insecure soul Anger issue × Attitude problem He fell first & harder Obsessed husband Possessive partner Loyal × loyal Corrupted soul× Innocent soul Intence mature content 🔥

" I gave you fifteen years of sunshine , little bird. It's time you learned to love the dark ". Kiana Moretti is a masterpiece of innocence . A girl of sunshine and silk , she spends her days at temple and her nights in a world her father Kept meticulously clean . She has forgotten the boy who saved her . Zyan volkov has forgotten nothing . For fifteen years , the Russian bratva king has lived in a self imposed prison of her making. He doesn't sleep without the sound of her laughter . He doesn't breathe without watching her through a lens . He has been her silent shadow , her invisible protector, and her most dangerous devotee When an alliance with the Spanish mafia threatens to put kiana in another man's bed , the silence breaks . Zyan is no longer content with watching . He is coming to dismantle her world , piece by piece , until the only thing she has left to pray to .... Is him . He isn't her hero . He's the god who built her cage . #obsessed ml #innocent fl #krishna devotee