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MR AND MRS MAFIA by TheWalnutTree
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Alessia Ferrari is the Don of the Italian Mafia. Whip-smart and dangerous, she is a woman in a man's world, surviving against all odds. Born and raised to become a lethal killer, even the ground she walks on bows at her feet. She has it all, until that is, her father gives her hand away in marriage. Ace Hernandez is the boss of the American Mafia. He's a cold cruel hearted monster. He knows the game all too well and does whatever it takes to win and if that means breaking someone, he could do that with his eyes closed. Fate is vicious when the two are forced to marry. Will two monsters find solace in each other's arms or will they kill each other? ---------------------------- "I don't recall signing up for strip poker." She replied. Her full lips frowned softly but her eyes were filled with amusement. She knew she couldn't beat me, not at this game. "Are you quitting? Are you a quitter?" I mocked getting under her skin. Her lips twitched before she pursed them tightly. The blues of her eyes deepened and she threw me a dangerous smirk. She shuffled and pulled off one of her sandals. Fuck. So we're doing this the long way. She raised it in the air, dangling it off her finger before tossing it aside. She raised a brow at me, she challenged me. I knew I got under her skin. Just as I had anticipated. -------------------------- BE AWARE: Trigger warnings: MATURE CONTENT 18+ (SMUT) SWEARING VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE SELF HARM/SUICIDE (REFERENCES) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE REFERENCES TO RAPE SMOKING/ALCOHOL/DRUGS BLOOD/DEATH/GORE ©️ All rights reserved ™️ The Walnut Tree BOOK ONE OF THE MAFIA SERIES
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐄𝐆𝐎 by _skwrts
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#ʙᴏᴏᴋ-1 ᴛʜᴇ ᴋʜᴀɴ ᴅʏɴᴀꜱᴛy ᴀᴀʀɪᴢ ᴋʜᴀɴ x ꜱᴀɪʀᴀ ᴋʜᴀɴ ~ The moment they reached the Khan Mansion, Aariz didn't even bother to hit the brakes properly. He drove the car straight into the garden, the tires ripping through the green, people scattering and screaming in horror as the car hurtled straight toward the wedding aisle like a raging bull. Inside, Qazi Sahib had been waiting patiently for over thirty minutes. Saira hadn't uttered a single word, her lips sealed, her eyes on the door, silently praying for someone who never came... Until now. The sound of the engine roared into the wedding hall, and she saw him-her Aariz. A slow, stunned smile tugged at her lips. Everyone stood up. The wedding came to a halt. Aariz slammed the car door open and walked out with thunder in his steps. His black shirt's top three buttons open, hair disheveled-eyes glowing like hellfire. In his right hand, a gun, straight and deadly, pointed at Rehan. "STOP THIS WEDDING..." he growled, his voice deeper than death itself, "...or I will turn this hall into blood bath" A gasp erupted across the crowd. Without another second wasted, Aariz pressed the trigger. The bullet tore through the air. But at the last second, Ayaaz pushed his arm upward and the shot went flying into the air. People screamed and ducked. Chaos. "Aariz! Control, dammit!" Ayaaz shouted, voice shaking. Aariz's face snapped toward him, madness swimming in his bloodshot eyes. "How do you expect me to CONTROL MYSELF when this ba**ard dares to marry MY WIFE?!" Saira's eyes widened. My wife? But... hadn't he signed the papers?
𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐁𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐥𝐲 : 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 by lilywritexx
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・𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 - 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐕𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐮𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 Darkness , that's what his world is filled with , people call him the most cruel and heartless because of his brutal killing skills . Eldest son of Raghuvanshi , the royal family of Jaipur , Rajasthan . The cruel and merciless mafia leader who is feared by all . He is the biggest businessman of India . He loves to keep everything under his control . His presence is enough to make people shiver in fear . His hazel eyes are filled with darkness , no source of remorse or guilt can be seen in them when he sees his enemies dying in front of him . He is a firm believer of Mahakal . His steps are silent like a predator . 𝐀𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐲 Light , source of light and epitome of kindness she is . Youngest daughter of Roy . A well known psychologist . Being the youngest daughter she is pampered by all . Her angelic self spreads happiness wherever she goes . The sweetest lady , with lots of mischievousness . She gets everything from her parents and gives everything to the welfare of people . Her black doe eyes are filled with immense kindness and care for the people , She is a firm believer of Banke bihari . She carries sounds with herself . Her bangles and anklet sounds rings in every silent corner . ....... 🪷 ....... Both are poles apart , She spreads happiness wherever she goes He spreads horror wherever he goes She feared darkness He surrounded himself with darkness Epitome of kindness she is Epitome of cruelness he is She can't see anyone in pain He loves to see others in pain What will happen when they will be tied in the sacred bond of marriage willingly ?
𝑬𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏  by Wordsmith_author
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In the heart of Rajasthan, where power is inherited and loyalty is demanded, love is the most dangerous rebellion. Shivaay Rathore-cold-hearted, disciplined, and destined to be the future King-is a man who bows to duty, not desire. Feared by his enemies and revered by his people, his world is built on control and legacy. But when his grandmother brings home a quiet, innocent village girl from Sitamgarh, his carefully ordered life begins to fracture. Isha Singh-an orphan raised in silence, shaped by struggle-is thrust into a world of silk and secrets. Chosen by fate, or perhaps by obsession, she steps into a palace where she belongs to no one... and yet, catches the eye of the man who rules it. A forced marriage. A forbidden love. She was never meant to be his queen. But he? He was always destined to fall. #1 in #royalfamily (29 may, 2025), (1 june, 2025) (3 june, 2025) (17 june, 2025) #2 in #forcedmarriage (29 may, 2025) #1 in #Indian (29 may, 2025) (3 june, 2025) (11 june, 2025) (17 june, 2025) #1 in #dark romance (29 may, 2025)
Destined to be yours by cupcakesxwrites
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When people around the world are getting divorce and separating, 2 individuals decide to get married again for their kids. Meet Ahana Singh, a simple sweet girl who is the mother of a boy named Ansh. She lost her husband when Ansh was 2 months old. Now her whole life revolves around Ansh. Meet Neil Malhotra, a reserved closed off business man, who is a father of 2 kids. A boy named Aryan and a girl named Naira. He lost his wife 3 years back and from that point he has become a cold hearted man who only smiles with his kids. SNEAK PEAK: ---------------------- "I'm only doing this marriage for My son," Ahana said with a firm determination. "He needs a father's love" Neil's gaze hardened, "My heart belongs to my late wife. I'm doing this for my kids as well." "For the kids" they both nodded with determination They agreed to marry for their kids, but love can never be bounded by rules. ....... Ahana's voice trembled. "You're my friend...the friend I have fallen in love with." Neil's stared at her in shock. " Wh..what? H..how?" "I love you. I am sorry I broke our partnership, Our friendship, but I.. I love you." She wiped her tears. " And I don't regret loving you, even if it means you'll hate me forever " Two broken hearts, brought together by circumstances. Can they find love where they least expect it? -------------------------- Started: June 12, 2020 Ended: May 5, 2022 Status: Completed Editing: Edited version will start being published after June 2025
HER SAFE PLACE  by writingsbyelara
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"Don't come too close...I am not good for you" I said. . . . He leaned in leaving no space between us . . . . "Yah, you are right!! You are not good , you are the best for me" saying this he smashed his lips with mine..... . . . . Tropes -friends to lovers -abusive marriage -possesive he innocent her -romcom -ceo×desi girl -healing -revenge -forbidden love . . . . . . A/N: This story contains explicit scenes such as rape, torture, mental abuse, etc....which might trigger some reader so kindly read it on ur own risk.
Exclusively Mine by _authormahak_
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18 years old Sirisha Mathur, is an intelligent, straight-A, and straightforward yet introverted girl. She had never even imagined that she would fall in love but when she meets, 19 years old Kunal Oberoi, who is an all-rounder, good at studies, plays football well, is handsome, and is hell extroverted, but is way too irresponsible to be an adult, Things happen that she had never thought could happen to her, Weird Feelings Goosebumps Butterflies In The Stomach Affection Blushing Jealousy LOVE.... All Mine Duet: Book 1 ~~~~~~ I can't make the Description any more catchy. But I can assure you that this story is worth reading. Do give it a try and review <3 (Mature Content. Warning has been given on the chapter head so that you can skip that chapter.) ___________________________ All Rights Reserved ©
You and Me | ✓ by sreeeshaa
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𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑴𝒆 ••• "Did you know how I felt when I learned my wife wants to divorce me through a fūcking outsider?" He asked, his piercing gaze meeting hers through the mirror. His one hand was resting on her stomach, keeping her close to him while the other one touched her head. "This-" He moved the finger from her head to her heart. "-this-" He pulled her closer from his other hand. "-your whole fūcking being, belongs with me, get that?" He asked, raising her chin to make her look in the mirror. She should push him away, she should be telling him how much she hates him but she found herself nodding. "Words." He pressed. "Yes," She mumbled. "What's your name?" "Roop." "What's your name?" He asked again, pronouncing each word clearly this time. "Roop Mehrotra." "Roop. Amrit. Mehrotra." His jaw tightened, "Say it." "Roop Amrit Mehrotra." She breathed out, trying to get away from him but his grip was firm. "Right, and it's going to stay just like that." ••• Two people, one unwanted marriage. The question is, will they survive or give up without even trying? •••