Eli underestimates the $100k contract he signs with a diabolical, brat-taming dom. Warning: BDSM, Control, Panties

#Top5 in India (9/2/2026) #Top4 in India (11/2/2026) #Top4 in India (10/5/2026) #Top3 in India (11/5/2026) ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ His large, calloused hand wrapped gently around my throat-not to hurt, but to own. The cold silver of my waist chain pressed into my bare stomach as he pinned me flush against the heavy mahogany of his study desk. "You think you can hide from me, Little Bird?" His voice was a lethal, gravelly whisper against my ear, sending a violent shiver of wet heat straight to my core. "You think you can wear things that beg to be ripped off, and I won't collect what belongs to me?" I gasped as his rough fingers hooked under the delicate lace of my panties, snapping the thin fabric effortlessly. "Aarav, please-" "Please what?" He bit down on the sensitive skin of my neck, swallowing my desperate whimper. His thick thigh forced my knees apart, leaving me completely, helplessly exposed to his burning, pitch-black gaze. "Tell me exactly what you want. Use your words, Priyanshi." My nails dug into his broad shoulders, my entire body trembling with a heavy, throbbing ache that only he could cure. I looked into the eyes of the devil I married, finally surrendering to his darkness. "Please," I sobbed, my hips arching eagerly into his touch. "Please, Aarav. Take it." A wicked, triumphant smirk touched his lips. "Good girl. Now, scream for me." · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · Priyanshi Verma prayed to Krishna for a fairytale love story. Instead, she was sold to the Devil in a bespoke suit. Aarav Rathore. Billionaire. Mafia king. A man who doesn't know how to love, only how to own. He married her to control her. She married him to save her family. He wants to break her innocence. She wants to escape his cage. But in the darkness of their bedroom, where hate turns into heat and resistance turns into moans, the lines blur. A story of a forced marriage, dark obsession, and a lust so violent it might just look like love. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

Dove Quinn is a orphan sweet innocent girl who was everything they weren't. A porcelain doll with blue eyes and a heart too pure for the world she was about to be dragged into, she still believed in love stories, unaware that hers had already been written in blood and obsession. They'd been watching her for a year. Three shadows lurking in the silence. The Santoro triplets- Blaze, Cain and Silas. A Mafia royalty. Billionaire tyrants who ruled the underworld with cold hands and colder hearts. No one crossed them. No one questioned them. And no one, ever, touched what belonged to them. And Dove? She was theirs. Always had been. She just didn't know it yet. For a year, they watched her innocence bloom, tracked her every dimpled smile, every routine, every friend she barely had. They stalked, waited, and were obsessed and waited till she turned eighteen then they took her.... In their world, love came in chains and kisses tasted like control. They didn't want her fear, they wanted her surrender. Slowly. Completely. And they would have it. Because Dove was the only soft thing they'd ever touch without breaking. But that didn't mean they wouldn't bend her. Over and over again. Until her innocence wore their names.

Jessa Fischer - They're monsters. For years, the Morinov name has been a ghost. Brutal, ruthless, and terrifyingly anonymous. No one has ever seen their faces and lived to tell the tale. I'm the only exception. They took me one evening, and now I'm at their mercy. In this house of ghosts, I'm starting to realize that the only thing more frightening than the Morinovs' darkness is the part of me that secretly craves it. Morinovs - She's simply a mean for us to solidify our empire. An innocent mafia princess with the misfortune of crossing paths with us. She's supposed to be soft, quiet, and in the background. But the longer she lives with us, the more she defies us. She was once just our captive, but now she's undeniably something more.

Sold to save her brother, Emma becomes the captive fucktoy for three cursed mafia beasts - a ruthless vampire, a feral wolf, and a vicious fae. They own her body. They ruin her holes every night. They knot, claim, and breed her until she screams. In their dark syndicate, she's nothing but their filthy little slut... and she's starting to crave it. 🔞🔞🔞

They watched her from the shadows-three men drawn to Jasmine in ways they couldn't explain. But it wasn't just wanting. It was a blinding obsession. When Jasmine wakes in their world, everything she knows unravels. The lines between fear and desire blur as she begins to see the pieces of them they try to hide. And as love starts to grow in the darkness, she realizes that every secret they keep has a price. Because obsession always comes with consequences-and theirs are just beginning. (This is the first book in the duology 'The Dark Addiction' - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I will be updating regularly As often as I can :) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Started: 10/01/2025 Ended: TBD

Nico has never been with a girl. So when he tells his best friend he wants help impressing someone from his lecture hall, it seems harmless enough-a lie meant to cover something he can't admit out loud. Because the truth is, the only girl he wants... is Jules. Jake's girlfriend. Under carefully set rules, Jake agrees to help - offering Jules as a way for Nico to "learn." It's supposed to be controlled - temporary - nothing more than practice. But the lines blur faster than any of them expect. What starts as permission turns into something real, something intense - something none of them are prepared to name. Because Jules isn't just teaching Nico how to touch - she's showing him how to feel. And now, caught between loyalty, desire, and a love that refuses to stay contained, the three of them are forced to decide: Was this ever just a lesson... or was it always something more? ____________________~•~____________________ "Show me again," he said, voice rough. "She responds better to you." I grinned wide and proud. Then, did it again, showing him exactly what I did. Gripping a hand roughly in her hair at the back of hr head, but not enough to hurt, tugging gently. Then my lips went to hers, rough and claiming.. mouth devouring hers like I was starved for her. Lips working with my tongue at the same time. When I pulled back, she was panting again. I pushed her into Nico's arms. "Now it's your turn. Show me what you learned."

WARNING: THIS BOOK HAS SPICY AND EROTIC SCENES Degraded and treated as an orphaned Omega, Mia's life is forever changed when she's given the opportunity to serve at the Alpha twins' return dinner party. An unexpected encounter reveals Alex and Aiden as her destined mates, but they reject her immediately. Determined to claim her rightful place, Mia defies their rejection, and the twins confine her to the castle until she submits. As she faces trials and tribulations, Mia finds solace in her growing love for Alex and Aiden. But with secrets lurking in the shadows and a rival seeking to destroy her, can Mia overcome the odds and embrace her true destiny or will she be another victim of fate?

𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐚𝐦. . . . There are things you're taught not to do. Rules you're told to follow. People you're meant to forget. Flora never planned to end up here, but after one too many mistakes, her life dives for rock bottom. Now, she's trapped in a world she doesn't understand, haunted by a past she can't outrun. And at the center of it all stands the boy she'd sworn to forget. What once was fate, fractures into an illusion and twist into something dangerously evil. They were kids together. Friends together. 𝘜𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵. She's new. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵. She's fresh meat. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦. What happens when they reunite? Secrets unfold. Chaos runs free. And the line between love and ruin sharpens into a thin blade, as history proves to repeat itself in its cruelest form. A girl. A boy. And a mad house that feeds on sin. There's no place to hide here. You can run, but you'll never get away. "𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘉𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘢𝘮. 𝘞𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺." 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐒𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲

Rehan Ali Khan (32) You're forever caged with me cherry. Misha Siddiqui (21) Please husband, cage me forever in this hell. ___________________________________________ Obsession begins where freedom ends. True affection allows the other person to exist independently, as a separate consciousness. But obsession refuses this separation. It seeks to collapse the distance between "self" and "other," not through understanding, but through control. The obsessed mind does not ask, "Who are you?"-it insists, "You are only mine." The more intense the obsession, the less the other person is truly seen. Their autonomy, desires, and flaws are erased, replaced by an idealized or feared version created by the mind. In this sense, obsession is not a relationship-it is a monologue disguised as devotion. Where obsession clings, love lets go. Where obsession consumes, love understands. And where obsession demands, love allows. Rehan's obsession, forbidden desire will forever cage Misha. In the end, fate may not be about what is destined, but about what we do with what is given. Read the full story to know more about Rehan and Misha. ___________________________________________