"𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫." [Slow update] They say love feels like sunlight after winter. But no one warns you - sometimes, it burns. Sometimes, it scars. I never asked for obsession, for manipulation, or for love that feels like poison. He came like wildfire - raw, relentless, unapologetic. My first. My beautiful mistake. He was dangerous in the most beautiful way. Gentle with me, brutal with the world. Every moment with him was comfort laced with chaos. His love? Honey laced with venom - sweet, addicting, and lethal. He didn't cross lines. He erased them. In his madness, I mistook devotion. In cruelty, I saw protection. How do you run from someone who'd bleed to keep you breathing? He saw the cracks no one else noticed. Whispered promises in the dark. And a part of me clung to them. In his arms, the world ceased to exist. But the next storm didn't come with fire. It came in silence. He arrived like a shadow - watching, waiting, suffocating. He didn't touch me - not yet. But I felt him, like smoke in my lungs. He studied me. Then he moved. And when he did, everything changed. He didn't want to love me. He wanted to rewrite me. His silence screamed louder than words. He wanted me to destroy myself for him. Now, I'm torn between two kinds of insanity: One who would ruin the world to protect me. Another who would ruin me to make me his world. And I can't tell the difference anymore. They circle me like wolves, each calling it love. But love was never meant to feel like this. Was it? I used to believe love was a gift. Now I know - it's a gamble. A bloody one. And in this game of obsession and betrayal, I'm no longer sure who the real villain is. Because when both players would kill you for love... What does that make you?

Book 1 of Love series "𝗜𝘀𝗵𝗾 𝘀𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗵𝗮 𝘄𝗮𝗵𝗶 𝗷𝗶𝘀𝗸𝗼 𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘁𝗶 𝗻𝗮𝗵𝗶 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘇𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗶𝗻... 𝗛𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗶 𝗮𝗱𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗶 𝗸𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶..." 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹... ---- Viransh Rai Singhania had everything-power, wealth, and a heart that knew no mercy. A man shaped by betrayal, he had learned that love was nothing but an illusion. But when Avira Malhotra stumbled into his world, she became the only chaos he couldn't control, the only fire that refused to burn out. Avira was a dreamer, a believer in love even when life had given her every reason to stop. With a heart full of warmth and eyes that carried unspoken pain, she wasn't looking for a savior-she was her own storm. But when her fate intertwined with Viransh's, love was no longer a fairytale; it was raw, destructive, and intoxicating. They weren't meant to be. Their love was never gentle-it was wild, reckless, and ruinous. He became her obsession, and she became his weakness. But when the past came knocking, threatening to shatter them both, love was no longer enough to save them. Will their love survive the storm, or will they destroy each other in the process? ----⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ♡ ･:*ೃ࿔⋆---- Orginal work of @Author_avani. Cover made by me.

(SLOW UPDATE) Mature 🔞🔞🔞 ( Note : This story is purely my imagination. please don't copy or report my Hard work ) Disha Rao is 23 years old: She is a simple and introvert. After the death of her parents, she now lives alone and works as a school teacher. Ekansh Raghuvanshi is 28 years old hot , handsome billionaire but due to an accident 6 months ago he is now mentally unstable and has become like a child. What will happen when fate ties them together? Will Disha be able to accept him with all her heart ?? Will Disha be able to cure him with her love and care ?? will he be able to become normal ??? This story is very simple without any Other drama WARNING : ■ GRAMMATICAL MISTAKES ■ MATURE SCENE

18+ book , contains violence He is devil and she is angel . He is dangerous, intelligent and she is innocent. She is a mentally a child and he is the mafia king This is the story of rajveer and abhira . . Abhira a orphan and divorced lady, had a unwanted marriage with the rajveer. Her mother and brother is the only relation from her childhood but she also lost her mother one year back and her mother akshara was murdered by a mysterious person.After that tragedy she got betrayed by her beloved husband and she got divorced with him . But now she is marring a Mafia king Rajveer Singh rajvanshi. The same Rajveer singh rajvanshi is a mafia king of India . Rajveer , a ruthless mafia boss with deep heater with his parents , is ready to marry with his girlfriend . ON the day of his wedding , rajveer receives a phone call that chances his everything. After the phone call , abruptly he leaves the mandap and returns with the mistarious women named abhira,forced into marriage with his elder brother Will abhira able to get love from rajveer and his family ? So why did rajveer's elder brother forced the marriage of rajveer and abhira ? will abhira able to find out her mother murderer and her mother family who left her alone? Will this forced marriage bring Love in their lives? Will abhira gets the true love from rajveer and rajvanshi's family ? This book contains mature content and violence and psychological issues © All Rights Reserved

It is said that love doesn't happen from a brothel, but what happens when the offspring of that brothel becomes someone's love? The intensity, which is a product of a brothel, was once a normal life, but everything changes when Aransh Maurya enters. Aransh's intensity, madness, and love become everything. Will the name of the brothel withstand the power of love? Will Aransh's obsession be able to give his love a destination? --------------- Aaransh placed his finger on her lips and said, "We'll talk about this later. First, do what I said. Remove your clothes." Shiddat spoke softly, "Okay, but will you move off me first?" Aaransh shook his head and said, "No. In fact, you don't need to do anything." Saying this, he grabbed her shirt in one swift motion and tore it apart. Shiddat's eyes widened in shock. She quickly said, "What did you just do? You tore my clothes? We just bought this yesterday and now you've already ripped it?" Aaransh looked at her and said, "If it's torn, we'll get more. Okay? Just keep quiet and let me do what I'm doing. If any sound escapes your lips, it should only be my name and nothing else." With that, he placed his lips on Shiddat's neck. --------------- Read to find out 😜😜😜😜

[PARTITION ROMANCE] 18+ She is a mute. He is a politician. And 1947 is burning around them. After surviving a brutal assault and losing her only family, Vrishty, a voiceless Hindu girl, is left alone in a town tearing itself apart. Hunted by the man who first claimed her, she hides in silence, until Meer, an emerging Muslim politician, becomes the only barrier between her and the chaos outside. Bound by guilt and an unexpected pull, Meer begins to realise his vicinity with the girl. But the nation which divided amongst the communal hate, will it be able to save these burning interfaith hearts, alive? __________________________ "In Islam" he continued quietly. "You cannot marry unless both agree... and unless both are Muslim" His expression twisted, a deep aching conflict. I shook my head, looking at him. As if almost pleading him. Noo...please....

A billionaire finds himself dangerously obsessed with the scent of Anika's skin, making it his greatest addiction. Driven by a desperate situation, Anika is forced to accept a man twice her age as her Sugar Daddy.

#Top 1 in india(7/11/24) "𝑯𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆, 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔... 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒚-𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅." Ansh Singhania The most brutal mafia kingpin-feared, ruthless, untouchable. He marries Maahi Malhotra not for love, but for revenge. He wants to shatter her, make her bleed with the same pain he's carried for years. Breaking her is the only justice he knows. But revenge has its own cruel twist. Nothing is what it seems. The war he begins turns into a game of life and death, where the one trying to end him... is someone he loves the most. And the woman he destroys is the one standing between him and the bullet meant for his heart. Who wants him dead? And after everything he's done... can love still grow between them? The answer lies in their shared, tragic past, a secret that binds them in a lethal dance of hate and devotion.

~ 𝙰 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙺 𝙸𝙽𝙳𝙸𝙰𝙽 𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴 ~ ☠ ☠ ~~ 18+~~ A 21 year old Akansha never thought one reckless night of passion would turn her world upside down. It was supposed to be a mistake-one she could forget, one that held no meaning beyond those stolen hours. But how do you forget a man like Shreyansh Malhotra? He wasn't just any man. He was the Shreyansh Malhotra -CEO of Cerebrix Tech, the youngest billionaire in the industry, and a man so dangerously powerful that the world practically bowed at his feet. He is ruthless, dominant, and exudes an authority that makes people tremble. But that night, in the dim glow of the club, he wasn't the untouchable CEO. He was raw, demanding, and utterly charming. She had walked away the next morning, convinced that was the end of it. After all, why would a man like him care about a stranger? But Akansha had underestimated just how possessive Shreyansh could be. Their paths crossed again when she became an intern in his company, unaware of the storm waiting for her. Now, every time she entered the office, she felt his intense gaze burning into her. Every interaction was laced with an unspoken warning- 𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖍𝖎𝖘 She had been foolish to think she could escape him. Because Shreyansh Malhotra never let go of what was his. And Akansha? She had unknowingly become his new obsession. ❦ †he †ale of ℒove and ⊙bsession ⚠️Read the warning and the disclaimer before beginning.

*𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢.* Book 1 of ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs. A Royal Romance story. "Every curve of you is made to fit into my hands. My hands and my hands only." He lowered his mouth to her shoulder again, trailed moist lips to the nape of her neck. "Don't worry, My Angel," he whispered. "I'm made for your hands, too." ✧ Nikolai Ivanovich Petrov isn't just the youngest son of the Russian royal family-he's a mafia lord, a storm in human form. With the looks of a Greek God, he's a dangerous blend of beauty and power. His empire stretches across continents, built on fear, loyalty, and blood. Power is his addiction, and he's willing to do anything to claim it. To solidify his control, he needs one thing: a marriage. Not for love. Not for desire. But as a strategic weapon. And Radhika Bhardwaj, the naive daughter of a broken family, is the perfect pawn. Radhika was never meant for this world. A girl who once dreamed of freedom, now trapped in a marriage that serves nothing but Nikolai's ambitions. She didn't choose him. She didn't even get a say. Nikolai didn't care for her innocence or her life. For him, she was just another piece in his game. But in her, Nikolai sees something no one else has ever dared to show him: vulnerability, and a spark of light that might set fire to his world. Two worlds crash. Two souls collide. He doesn't care if she hates him. But he will own her anyway. "I hate you," she said. "I hate you too, baby," he replied. A man whose control over everything is absolute, can a single woman change the rules, or will she be crushed under his weight?