Tara was innocence wrapped in dangerous temptation. she has voluptuous curves, doe-like eyes, and a heart too pure for the filth of his thoughts. She was his sister-in-law's younger sister, a line he should never cross. But Samarth didn't believe in lines. From the first time he saw her, something inside him snapped. It wasn't love...it was hunger. A hunger that grew into obsession. And obsession into possession. He watched her. Studied her. Imagined her in every sinful way he could ruin her innocence until she'd only ever belong to him. Tara had no idea the devil was already in her life, and no idea that the man she thought was family was plotting to claim her in the most wicked ways. Samarth didn't care if it was wrong. Didn't care if she resisted. Because once he touched her, there would be no escape. She was his sweetest sin... and he would take her. Again. And again. And again.

"I will touch you, kiss you and fuck you... whenever and wherever I want... Because I own you, my butterfly" "Soon you will crave and beg for my touch and Abhiraaj Raghuwanshi will make sure of this..." Shravya Mehra.... A sweet and kind girl who knew nothing more than love and affection. She was a happy girl living in her own bubble until he came in her life.. Abhiraaj Raghuwanshi... The prince of Bikaner... A cold, cruel and heartless mafia whom everybody feared. He trapped her and caged her in his cage of obsession. Mature warning⚠️.... 18+ content... Story will contain lots of violence and triggering scene, rapes.... If you feel uncomfortable with this, kindly don't read... No English translation... Only hindi.... #1 on King 27/10/2025

she was clumsy,kind and unaware of her own innocence. he was ruthless, feared and dangerously obbsesd. Feared across India's criminal underworld.Abhiman rules Mumbai with blood on his hands.But one glance at Janvi is enough to burn her into his soul. And when a man like him wants something he takes it. A dark , emotional tale of forced fates , unlikely tenderness ,and a love born from a fire and fear -Beneath the Blood Red Sindoor is where sweetness meets savagery ,and where even the crulest heart may learn to beat .

Zakhm - e - isqh

She was a free bird who wanted to fly in sky like a carefree bird but now she is caged bird who was struggling to get out of that prison. she tried a lot to break this prison but her destiny was sealed with the devil who only wanted to destroy her completely without any mercy. she didn't know why she was getting this unbearable punishment????? why she was being caged??? she did know nothing. she sacrificed herself for her only family, her father. saving her father, she loose herself. A devil brutally snatched her pure identity and shoved a new tainted identity on her face. Now she was living her new tainted identity, but she wanted to run away from there where she can live with her pure identity because she hated herself and her new identity as "Mistress".

Story set in 1930s He is looking at me like I am his meal . I don't know what to do so I just stand still. "Come here sugandha "he said in a low yet dangerous voice.Its been years I last hear his words.I slowly went towards him and stand beside him. He pulled me and made me sit in his lap.He slowly lift my head and trace his finger on my forehead while traveling it through my eyes,nose and lips. He insert his middle finger in my mouth and command me to lick.I don't know what it is and how to lick it. He chocked on my neck enough to pass oxygen. "I don't like to repeat my self sugandha, lick it like a good girl." he said to me in a dangerous voice. I obeyed him and lick his finger. He removed his finger with a pop sound and trace his finger through my neck ,breasts and navel. I don't know what this feeling is but something weird is happening in my stomach which I can't control. He suddenly cup his hand on my pussy through my saree and press it. I instantly adopted these weird feeling and an unknown sound escape through my mouth. "Who these pussy belongs to sugandha" he asked while gazing into my eyes .I don't know what to say,I feel very shy under his gaze.I close my eyes in a trance. "Don't I said to not repeat my self" he said in a dangerous voice . With out any warning he put his hand under my skirt and trace his finger on my clit in a rhythmic pace . "All wet for me my little slut Now tell me who these pussy belongs to ",he asked again. I don't know why it feel little weird in. good way when he calls me slut and his fingers did wonder and an unknown feeling raised in my stomach. "Ah, um,ahhh, it belongs to yours ji".I said with out controlling my body and mouth. CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ HIGHLY MATURED, VIOLENCE,SMUT, RAPE SCENES, EXPLICIT LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. ONLY FOR 18+ READERS. RANKINGS #1 in anger_04/06/2024 #1 in 1930s _ 23/06/2024 #1 in wattpad India_ 01/09/2024

Love followed by Lust. .................................. "ahhnnn.......sarkar......please slow down...." "Your previous actions are enough for me to fuck you raw and hard, don't make it more difficult for you."

"pls do i am b..begging y..y..you stop" she stood with her stubby shivering legs "why baby why should i why!!! huh huh now your punishment has been increased baby just you and me"junk kook said in an angry tone looking like a maniac 🔞WARNING🔞