"I am ready but there is only one problem that my month has come". She said while controlling her smile. Abhirath asked in confusion "what? month?? What is that". She blushed-"monthly bleeding problem don't you even understand this, then how will you handle the whole kingdom". Abhirath looked at me with disgust. Abhirath provoke: she has big mouth to tell me such thing without feeling shy. I ordered-"come and sleep". Verenya provoke: I laughed in my heart and swear against him that I will gonna make him regret for this marriage... Yes i can't hurt him physically because i care for Bundi but i can tease and torture him. I giggled. I took other side of the bed and fall asleep. Next day Verenya provoke: I wake up early in the morning and saw Abhirath sleeping peacefully and calmly. I didn't understand how can he looks so calm while he was sleeping. Suddenly one idea popped in my mind and I giggled. I try to look for any paint but there was nothing in room. Only items and flower petals were in the room. My eyes fall on my 'vermilion' box and I run towards my dressing table and took half of it into a plate and added water in it and it become bright red colour. I slowly walked towards him and start making ugly drawing on his face through my fingers. Made few circles on his cheeks and red dots on his nose and wavy lines on his forehead after doing so much to him i couldn't able to control my laugh and i took my vile and left for bomb to explode. ______________________________ "There is only one happiness in this life, to love and be loved." In this story u will see : How unexpectedly one daring princess fall in love with the prince who want her in exchange of her kingdom. Lets see how these two stars will meet and how they are destined to destiny. ❤

𝗔𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝘅 𝗗𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗸𝗮 "kyun kar rahe hain aap aisa ? Mera haath chhod dijiye, please!" she cried, her voice trembling as tears streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks. "Just shut your mouth and marry me," he growled without even glancing at her, his voice cold and final. Her body shivered at his tone. "M..mujhe dard ho raha hai," she whispered through sobs, the pain in her voice halting him for a moment. He turned to look at her-just for a second. Then, without a word, he lifted her into his arms. Startled, she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. "Tumhari behen ki galti ki saza tum bhugtogii." His voice was low, bitter. And then he carried her straight to the pavilion. --- He never wanted love. He just needed a wife to fulfill a compulsion-a condition he couldn't ignore. But when his would-be bride ran away, he dragged her elder sister, Devika, into his storm. Devika, an abandoned bride herself, already struggling with her failing health, had no strength left to resist. She had stopped dreaming long ago. But fate had other plans. Read the story of two broken hearts-Abhay, driven by rage and responsibility, and Devika, drowning in silence and sorrow. Will their unwilling bond destroy them further? Or will they become the light that chases away each other's darkness?

Saari duniya se jeet ke main aaya hoon idhar, Tere aage hi main haara kiya tune kya asar....✿⁠ BOOK 1 of series RED & SAFFRON She left India with a dream. She didn't know she was carrying a promise with her. AADHYA SHARMA has always fought for her future. Bold, ambitious, and academically brilliant, she earns a fully funded scholarship to Lomonosov Moscow State University-her chance to escape a family that believes a girl's freedom can ruin reputations. But her victory comes with a condition: a promise to her father that could one day cost her everything. Russia is unfamiliar, cold, and unforgiving. So is ARSEN MIKHAIL VOLKOV. Quiet, guarded, and impossible to read, Arsen is nothing like the people Aadhya is used to. Their first meetings are filled with sharp words, clashing opinions, and undeniable irritation. They argue. They disagree. They challenge each other at every step. What begins as pure annoyance slowly turns into something neither of them planned-or wanted. Between academic pressure, cultural differences, unspoken pasts, and a promise hanging over Aadhya's head, emotions become dangerous territory. Especially when both of them have learned, in different ways, that love is never simple. Set in the heart of Moscow, this is a slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers story about ambition, resistance, unspoken feelings, and the fine line between control and surrender. Some promises are made to protect dreams. Others exist to destroy them. And neither of them is ready for what this one will cost. NOTE - This story focuses on emotions, slow burn, and character depth. No explicit smut. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- #1 - Wattpadindia (23-02-26) #1 - Romcom (25-02-26) #1 - Softromance (11-03-26)

_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. Please read whole story.male lead have a really good character development This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!

❤️‍🔥Ishq junoon jab hadh se badh jaaye🔥 ❤️‍🩹Haste haste aashiq sooli chadh jaaye! ❤️Love-fiery, boundless, and intoxicating-needs no words. But what happens when love is just a game for one and a lifelong promise for another? Meet the Three Hearts Entwined in Destiny 💫 Anshika Raghuwanshi - The youngest daughter of the Raghuwanshi family. Full of sunshine, spreading happiness wherever she goes. A storm wrapped in warmth, she lights up every room she enters-but even the brightest storms have secrets."Sheesh-Mehal Na Mujhko Suhaaye!!TujhSang Sookhi Roti Bhaaye"🤌 ⚡ Aarohi Raghuwanshi - The eldest daughter of the Raghuwanshi family. "I don't care about anyone." The biggest red flag 🚩, she dates for fun, never for love. "Paisa, gadi, mehanga ghar-I need a man who can buy me all that." Hearts mean nothing to her, yet one man refuses to stop loving her. ❄️ Nishkarsh Malhotra - The eldest son of the Malhotra family. Cold demeanor, gym freak, workaholic. A man who has everything-except the one thing he wants most: Aarohi. Madly in love with her, he would destroy the world for her, but will she ever be his? A story of love, betrayal, and an unbreakable bond forged by fate. Because sometimes, the heart chooses the one it was never meant to love.Will love win, or will it burn in its own fire? "You drive me insane," he murmured, his voice a rough whisper against my ear. "And the worst part?" His lips barely brushed my skin. "You know exactly what you're doing to me." I swallowed, my pulse hammering as my fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt. I wanted to push him away. I wanted to pull him closer. I closed my eyes, caught between the thrill of the game and then he slowly slid his hand inside my top the heat curling in my stomach. Dare to read?❤️(DESI INDIAN STORY) ✨ Tropes You'll Love: ✔ Grumpy × Sunshine ☀️ ✔ Age Gap 😏 ✔ Brother's Best Friend 😉 ✔ Enemies to Lovers ✨ ✔ The Replaced Bride 👰

SMUT WARNING!! : This book isn't sweet romance. It's filthy, raw and unapologetically dark. Expect: *Three brothers who don't know the meaning of gentle.* *A heroine who moans even when she swears she won't.* *Fingers, tongues, and cocks where she least expects them.* ~~~♠~~~ "Spread wider, Angel," Zane growled against my ear, his fingers ruthless between my thighs. Ziven's c*ck shoved deep down my throat, hot, thick and massive. "Right there. Open up and take it like the filthy tease you've been." And behind me, Zarek drove into me deeper, pounding and claiming every inch. "Feel that? Dripping wet. Doesn't matter how hard I pound-she'll still take more. She's fucking built for it. Our cocks." I begged desperately- clenching, gushing, and trembling through every thrust and claim. I never thought I'd crave this- three brothers who claimed me, ruined me, and made me beg for more. But I do. God, I do. My name is Zayla Everly Hollis. I died the night I married Lugard Blade. He broke me and killed me. But fate brought me back. Given a second chance, I ran. Straight into the arms of the three most powerful men in Chicago. THE MADDOX BROTHERS. Ziven. Commanding, brilliant, and dangerous with a keyboard. Zarek. Cold, ruthless, and sharp as glass. Zane. Charming, wicked, and heartbreak in human form. They offered me safety. Then they became my obsession. Now they're my only protection from the monster I once called husband. But with three billionaires wanting one broken girl, hearts will shatter. And when the past comes knocking... I'll have to choose between revenge-and the triplets who made me feel alive again.

BOOK 1 ▬ ▬ ▬ YA/NA (18+ recommendation) # 3/4 of this book is a SHIT LOAD OF SEX SCENES & Dark themes # READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ Ruthless, cold hearted, arrogant, murderer and heartless. Josh Hutson is a 22-year-old masculine, intelligent and damn handsome boss at New York's biggest night club. He has it all; the looks, the money, the house and the girls. He enjoyed sex, endless sex. But what he enjoyed most...was leaving his submissive in unexplainable pain. After all, he is the dominant. So what happens when a homeless 19-year-old girl is found unconscious in the middle of his mansion floor... ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ --- ©2016 All rights reserved, this is book is my work. #1 in reccomended #1 in sexScenes 1M views 7/11/19 * BOOK COVER BY KeillyCoss *

Years ago, they were bound by a mistake called marriage. Too young to understand love, too proud to stay. They walked away , carrying the scars, the silence, and a story left unfinished. Now, after years apart, Arjun and Avantika stand on opposite ends of success , independent, unstoppable, and untouched by the past... or so they believe. But fate is never done playing its game. One unexpected meeting and all the walls they built begin to tremble. This time, there are no childish promises. No anger. No blame. Just two broken souls, learning to love the right way , the adult way , with patience, depth, and the kind of longing that never really dies. Maybe this is what destiny always meant .... not the love they lost, but the one they were meant to grow into. A story of second chances, healing hearts, and a love reborn in its most mature form. "They were too young to love right. Now fate gives them one last chance."

"I was broken. Nothing, no one could fix me. Until you came into my life again. I wish I had gone with you that day instead of him. Because, now I can't imagine how I spent the previous years of my life without you by my side. You are my savior. You showed me that its okay to be broken and you showed me that I wasn't alone. You were with me. i love you for that. But I hate that I love you. I was never good with love. I'm scared that one day I'll wake up without you by my side. One day you will realize that you are better off without me and I don't want that day to come. Not now, not ever. I love you too much to let you go. I finally have a place in this world and that is next to you. You once said, 'Our mistakes compliment each other.' Truer words than these were never said before. We are both broken and incomplete but together, we're whole and we're fixed. We might be too bad for the others, but we are good for each other. They say all good things come to an end, but I'm bad and so are you. Together, we are horrible. But that just means that we're inevitable. You are mine and I promise to forever be yours." Recap by WeLiveOnlyOne *** WATCH THE TRAILER! Humor #1 / Teen Fiction #1 / Romance #4