Mature content 🔞🔞🔞🔞 Bound series #1 "No jaan... Please don't leave me.. please stay." He said. "Why? Why should I stay? In what relation apart from your mistress?" She replied. "No no Jaan please... Don't taint my love by naming these. You are my life. I know I have treated you badly but trust me i love you so much. I will die without you." He said crying. So this is the story of Reyansh and Aadhya. Reyansh lost his girlfriend in an accident and didn't try to love again and thinks love gives only pain. Where as Aadhya, she lost her parents in childhood and her uncle and aunt took her custody to snatch her property after 18 years and they even tried to kill her and she somehow escaped and bumps into him. And because of his mother ill and want him to settle and also wanted a heir before she dies. Aadhya bumped into him and asked him to save and he made a deal as he saves her and she should give him heir. And in this process what made them to fall in love for eachother and life takes turn when some unwanted happens.

#COMPLETE# This story is my own work inspired by a tv show. Before you start reading just keep in mind that this story is mostly hmmm all smut and 18+. If you are uncomfortable at any point feel free to leave the story, don't report it. In the backdrop of the 1900s, where women's voices were often silenced, Durga, an innocent and soft-spoken 18-year-old girl, finds herself trapped in a marriage she never chose. Her husband, Rajesh, is a hardened 38-year-old man - feared in the streets for his temper, ego, and ruthless dominance. A goon by name, and a tyrant by nature, Rajesh rules his home the way he rules the outside world - with anger and control. Durga, delicate yet resilient, is thrown into a world of violence, fear, and forbidden desires. Can her innocence soften his cruelty? Can she awaken the man buried beneath years of rage? Or will she be crushed under the weight of his toxic love? A story of power, submission, longing... and the dangerous dance between pain and passion.

Once a forgotten Omega, now the next Luna of the Blood Moon pack. Nova must uncover the secrets of her heritage while unraveling the reason her new mate is keeping her at arm's length. Season 1 of Lost Luna ****** Rescued from a wolf pack who abused and bullied her, Nova must relearn what it means to be part of a family, and that she, too, is worth fighting for. Finding it within herself with the help of new friends, Nova grows stronger and braver than ever before. But danger lurks along the pack borders and she must navigate this all new strained relationship with her mate along the way! #enemiestolovers #slowburn *** Complete✨ 2022 1,000,000 reads ~ 17/07/21! 2,000,000 reads ~ 27/07/21! 3,000,000 reads ~ 07/08/21! 4,000,000 reads ~ 20/08/21! 5,000,000 reads ~ 09/09/21 6,000,000 reads ~ 10/10/21 7,000,000 reads ~ 22/10/21 8,000,000 reads ~ 01/11/21 9,000,000 reads ~ 12/11/21 10,000,000 reads ~ 27/11/21 11,000,000 reads ~ 13/12/21 12,000,000 reads ~ 31/12/21 13,000,000 reads ~ 20/01/22 14,000,000 reads ~ 26/02/22 15,000,000 reads ~ 20/05/22 16,000,000 reads ~ 22/08/22 17,000,000 reads ~ 01/11/22 18,000,000 reads ~ 04/06/23 19,000,000 reads ~ 10/10/23 20,000,000 reads ~ 21/12/23 21,000,000 reads ~ 09/08/24 22,000,000 reads ~ 16/09/25 Top Ranked Tags : #1 werewolf (for 10 weeks) #1 beta #1 lycan #1 mates #1 luna #1 king #1 omega #1 alpha #2 wolf #15 romance #19 love word count 210,000 ~ 230,000 ✨

Dark. Possessive. Enchanting. She never believed fate could be this cruel. One day she was just an ordinary woman - independent, bright, and unafraid to speak her mind - and the next, she was bound by the silent command of a man who ruled not only a kingdom, but every heartbeat that dared to defy him. He was a King feared by many - arrogant, ruthless, and dangerously calm. His silence carried more power than any threat, and his gaze was enough to make the strongest men kneel. No one questioned him. No one dared to say no. Until she did. Their marriage wasn't born from love, but from power - a deal wrapped in deceit and sealed by force. She was meant to be his ornament, his queen in name only. But something inside her refused to bend completely. And that defiance, that flicker of fire in her eyes, became the one thing he couldn't control. He told her love was weakness. Yet every time she looked away, his possessiveness deepened. Every time she cried, his anger turned to obsession. He could destroy empires, but not the storm she brought into his heart. Trapped between duty and desire, she learns that every chain he places around her is not just to bind - but to protect. The palace walls whisper secrets, his touch hides unspoken fears, and every night she wonders: is she his prisoner, or his queen? A mysterious, darkly romantic tale of power, betrayal, and a love that blurs the line between dominance and devotion. Because when the King falls for his captive, the kingdom itself trembles. 👑

He looked into her eyes, a storm of emotion swirling behind his steady gaze. "You don't even know who I actually am," he said, his voice low, trembling just slightly. The fear was real-raw. The thought of her discovering the truth, of walking away once she knew... it haunted him. After so much struggle finally they are together. now..he couldn't afford to lose her. Not when she meant everything. But then, without flinching, she met his eyes and answered with a calm that carried weight. "And you don't know who I am... or what I did to you." There was fire in her voice, but also something darker something buried. He didn't understand. Still, she seemed so composed, like it didn't shake her. But it shook him. Because if his secret ever came to light, he was certain it would destroy everything between them. Their bond, their love gone in an instant. She stepped back slightly, her voice soft now. Almost too soft. "I just know I love you. That's it." And with that, she turned and walked away, leaving him standing there. But the fear didn't leave her. It stayed-settled in his chest, growing heavier by the second. Then, his phone rang. He glanced at the screen. That number again. His stomach twisted. He hesitated before answering. The moment the call connected, a cold, artificial voice spilled into his ear. "Just ten days left... and I will steal her from you." The voice was mechanical, distant-but filled with menace. Then came the laughter. Sharp. Cruel. Inhuman. His hands clenched into fists. Jaw tightened. Teeth grinding. Who was this mysterious man? What that Mysterious man about to do? And worse... what did she is hiding from him and what his identity which maybe destroy their relationship? Because now, it was clear-Isha wasn't the only one being kept in the dark. Both of them were hiding something. ⠀⠀✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ Anirudha x isha Anisha

Earlier known as The Second Chance [The book is unedited once its get complete it will be rewritten] 𝗩𝗜𝗗𝗬𝗨𝗧 𝗫 𝗠𝗔𝗔𝗡𝗩𝗜 𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗜 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗥 𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦 ✧ What would happen when a widow gets married to the Sarpanch of seven villages who is a single father of a Baby girl. How they are going to survive in marriage by constantly hearing the taunts of villagers about their marriage. ✧ 𝗩𝗶𝗱𝘆𝘂𝘁 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗿 ( 𝟯𝟱 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗼𝗹𝗱) married to his first love 𝗠𝗮𝗮𝗻𝘃𝗶 (𝗣𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗸) 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗿 with whom he could not get married at first place but when destiny gave him the second chance he could not hold but grab it. ✧ •1870s •Desi Romance •Age Gap •Second Marriage •Widow X Single Father Images used for cover photo belong to @Author_Darkrose Images used in the story belong to their original owners taken from Pinterest, google etc.

Monsters don't hide under the bed anymore....atleast her's didn't. He sleeps with her, beside her, in her bed. They do not have horns and fangs anymore....atleast her's didn't. He was the most beautiful thing she ever saw. They are not all about hating you.....atleast her's wasn't. He loved her... beyond the definition of human love. He loved her more than humanly possible. He loved her a bit too much... Excerpt "Ahh," he pulled her up fisting her hair in his grip. She let out a yelp as her back banged into his jeep. Her eyes were on his, and his was screaming rage. He grabbed her jaw. "Say it again," he said. "I-I will always be y-yours," she repeated. "Say it with my name."I-I am y-yours Shahzain," Sitara said, and he leaned more into her. His grip around her jaw loosened, and his hand cupped her cheek and pulled open her naqab. He rested his forehead on hers. "You are Sitara. You are mine. Just mine...." His lips engulfed her's and his hands traveled to her waist. He pulled her closer to her, eating up the tiniest bit of space they had in between. He gripped his shoulders tightly as a reflex. Just like his eyes, his kiss was dominating too, making every breath of Sitara submit to him.

"⚠️ This story contains themes of abuse, manipulation, and violence. It is purely fictional and not intended to romanticize harmful behavior." Alex grabbed her by the chin, forcing her to look at him, his voice low, dangerous-a venom-laced promise. "You're mine now," he growled. "My wife. My hidden bride. My possession. I'll Fuck you when I want, how I want, where I want. And if you even flinch, I'll make sure you never walk again." He stepped closer, his eyes blazing with rage and obsession. "Take off your clothes, Lara. Now." She trembled, frozen, tears running down her cheeks. -and he shoved her against the wall. "You thought marriage to me would be a cage?" he sneered. "No, Lara. This is hell. And I'm the devil who'll fuck you as I see fit. Whenever. Wherever. However. Because you belong to me now." "I said take them off," he hissed in her ear. "Before I rip them off myself." Lara's breath hitched as she slowly raised trembling fingers to her blouse. Every movement was filled with dread, humiliation, and hopelessness. He grabbed her roughly, threw her on the bed, climbing on top of her like a predator claiming its prey. His lips crashed against hers-not with love, but punishment. His kiss bruised. His hands unforgiving. "Spread your legs like a good little wife," he hissed, "or I'll force them open."

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟑 𝐢𝐧 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 sʜɪᴠᴀɴʏᴀ x ᴀᴀʀᴠɪᴋ ━━━ 𖥸━━━━━━━━ " 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭." They told me beauty was a blessing. They lied. It made me a prize. Then a possession. Then a widow. Now I hide- behind grief, behind empty smiles and hollow laughter. Until he came. He didn't knock. He didn't ask. He claimed. Said he owned my life because he saved it. Said I was made for him. He calls me his goddess. Worships me like I'm divine. Obsesses like a sinner. Loves like a man with nothing left to lose and everything to take. His devotion is teeth and fire, too holy to refuse, too violent to survive. And I- I fear what I'll become if I let him in. Because obsession doesn't feel like love. It feels like drowning. And I've already died once. I don't think I can survive him || 𝐀 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ||

Tears and thorns [ first book of pain and heal series ❤️] They were married, yet strangers. Bound together, yet torn apart. Siya, with no family of her own, walked into a house full of people-yet found herself more alone than ever. Abhimaan, the man she calls husband, hides behind walls of silence, scars, and unspoken pain. A touch that burns. A kiss that never reaches the lips. Nights where he cries at her feet, and mornings where he walks away without a word. Between broken promises, hidden insecurities, and a love neither dares to name-fate keeps pulling them back to each other. But every secret, every misunderstanding, becomes another thorn in their path. ✨ Tears and Thrones is not just a love story-it's the storm that brews between longing hearts, aching souls, and truths waiting to be uncovered.