#TOP 2 in India(1,7,8/8/25) #TOP 3 in india(1,6,14,15,16,17,18/8/25) #TOP 4 in India(10/8/25) DEVYANI A 18-year-old innocent girl, She loves her father more than herself and is willing to sacrifice anything for him But how will she survive the trauma when her own father sells her to the most ruthless man just to clear his debt, without even thinking twice? "A father who sees her as a curse, locking her inside the house for 18 years and telling the world she was dead. But how will she feel when she steps out for the first time-and fate takes a 360-degree turn?" RIVAN THAKUR He lives alone with his SON(Kaizan), hating everything about marriage and the family he left behind. But when he wakes up one morning to find himself HUSBAND to a frightened young girl in his family's haveli(thakur's haveli)-his world tilts. ______________________ He stepped closer, his towering frame caging me in. My breath hitched. His eyes-sharp, cold, merciless-scanned me like I was a puzzle that didn't fit. "You don't even know how to wear a bra?" he asked, his voice low, incredulous, and almost cruel. I didn't know what to say. I slowly nodded my head-no-because... I really didn't. No one ever taught me. No one cared to. I was standing there, shivering slightly, my fingers trembling, curling into the soft shawl I used to hide myself. His gaze was burning, stripping me down to my bare soul, and I couldn't meet his eyes. But his next words... or we can say actions... shocked me to the core. ----------------- Will he accept her as his wife? Will he destroy her for a decision she never made? Or will fate tie them together in ways neither imagined? 𐙚⋆°｡⋆♡ A dark, intense love story of two broken souls bound by force, fear... and destiny.

Autumn Wraith took a step a 20-year-old shouldn't take. She was naïve for her own ruin. One wrong move, or should we say one wrong article? She writes about him, not knowing her pen was the knife that was going to turn on her. Her life was anchored to the devil. The devil vowed to keep her as his. Will she survive his obsession? Zyler Stone, 27. They say the devil was once an angel. But this man taught tricks to the horn-headed beast himself. What happens when he falls for a girl he vowed to kill? He was supposed to kill her, but for the first time, his hands couldn't fire that gun. He couldn't kill her. Instead, he decided to keep her for himself. The devil went far for her, too far that she couldn't take it. Will she move to hell with him, or will he move heaven and earth for her? Despite his initial intention to silence her, Zyler made her his. Obsessed with every move she made, he watched from the shadows, consumed by a dark desire he couldn't control. As Autumn's life begins to spiral out of control, she realizes that there's no escape from the darkness that surrounds her. In this heart-stopping tale of danger and desire, Autumn and Zyler are pitted against each other in a battle for control. But as their obsession spirals out of control, it becomes clear that only one of them will emerge from the darkness alive.

"Do you think I will listen to you?" he asks, leaning closer, his words dripping like poison. "You? Command me?" Her jaw tightens, but her body betrays her. The railing under her grip feels slippery, her fingers numb, her legs trembling uncontrollably. And then it happens. Her strength gives out. Her knees buckle. Her vision blurs. The railing slips from her grasp as her hand slides down cold stone. The world tilts, spinning into a haze of marble and golden eyes. She collapses slowly-first her knees weaken, then her shoulders slump, and finally her weight tips sideways. But she doesn't hit the floor. Zevran has been waiting. His arm snakes around her waist before gravity can claim her. His grip is firm, unyielding, catching her like fragile glass. Her head falls against his chest, hair clinging to his armor, her fevered skin burning against him. He looks down at her, lips parted, lashes heavy against flushed cheeks. So fragile. So breakable. And yet she shouted at him moments ago like she could bring him to his knees. Zevran exhales, amused, victorious. His smirk deepens as he tightens his hold. "See, sweetheart..." he murmurs, low and dangerous. "No matter how much you scream, no matter how much you fight me... you will always end up here." His eyes gleam with satisfaction as he lifts her trembling body. "In my arms." ---------------------------------------------------------------------- The story of a healer and a killer. Dive in it.

#Book-2 in Lost Royalty series ( CAN BE READ STANDALONE ) He is heartless, While she is a heart specialist He kills mercilessly, And she lives to save lives Both are accustomed to blood, but with different intentions: One to give back life, the other to snatch lives In the collision of their paths, will they find a way to reconcile their differences or remain irreconcilable opposites? What will happen when destiny plays its game, binding them in a knot of marriage of convenience, where both are forced to marry each other, just to fulfill a promise?

"How dare you!!!" She screamed. And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing, because the next moment, he hissed, "Congratulations. That slap is just going to make you my wife." 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | Romantic-Thriller

𝐇𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 , 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭"𝗔𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗮𝗱 ?" "𝐘𝐄𝐒!𝐈'𝐦 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮" "𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐛𝐮𝐭..𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀" What happens when after marrying the man you loved tells you to walk on something on the wedding night you never imagined. "Go and walk for ten steps " "How could I !?I can't". can't you see.. "I SAID WALK" . The room fell silent, only the faint sounds of glass breaking echoed through the walls . She collapsed there due to blood loss . He walked away with a satisfied smirk. On the same night he sat at the edge of the bed, treating her wounds gently so it wouldn't wake her up . He started feeling restless everytime he thought about her .His heart would faster hearing her pain strained voice, he would loose control if she looked at him more than some minute. "RAJVEER SINGH RATHORE COULD NEVER FALL IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE LIKE HER"" "Everyday I started telling myself these lines cause day by day she was getting something i couldn't control " (Read the story just like you read my description 💓) Update schedule - Wednesday and Sunday.

Aarav Oberoi never made mistakes. At least, that's what he told himself. The sleek glass walls of Oberoi Enterprises gleamed under the harsh office lights, but inside the penthouse suite, the air felt thick - with tension, suspicion, and something darker. A confidential project, years in the making, had just been compromised. Millions lost. Trust shattered. And all fingers pointed to one person. Ruhi Sharma. His assistant. The one who had been with him through late nights and endless board meetings. The one he never thought could betray him. But the files had leaked. And in Aarav's eyes, betrayal was betrayal - no matter who wore the mask. He didn't pause to ask questions. He didn't look for proof. Because in the ruthless game of business, weakness was a luxury he couldn't afford. His decision was swift, brutal. He ruined her. Her career. Her reputation. Her future. Now, as the city lights flickered below his office window, Aarav felt a strange weight - not of triumph, but of something far heavier. Regret. Because the real traitor was still out there. And the woman he destroyed was innocent.

Tripti is clumsy, curvy, loud, emotional, food-obsessed - and absolutely not the kind of woman who fits into a mafia don's world. But try telling that to Ayaan Rathi - the dangerously handsome, ice-cold underworld king who calls her aafat with a mix of frustration... and obsession. When her brother takes a massive loan from the him, Tripti is forced to work as a housekeeper in Ayaan's heavily guarded mansion to repay the debt. Sounds simple? Well - not when you're Tripti. On her first day, she breaks his favorite vintage sculpture, slips on his marble floors twice, and accidentally sends his machine flying. She's loud. She's chaotic. She eats too much ladoos. And Ayaan, for the first time in his ruthless life, can't look away. She's a walking disaster. He's a man who controls empires with a glance. But every day, she drags light into his shadows. And he? He starts falling - slowly, deeply, and without a parachute. He's the storm. She's the sunshine. Together, they're everything he never thought he needed - and the one thing he'll burn the world to protect.

ONLY SAMPLE CHAPTERS "What's your name?" He asked her in a straight cold tone. Akshita and all the employees stared at him as if he was a GHOST, but he kept looking at her with an emotionless face. "Ask her for her name", he ordered the girl, his voice indicating danger. "Wh...What is...is your name Miss?" the girl asked Akshita, stuttering out of fear. "Ak...Akshita" she replied, looking anywhere but at him, blinking her eyes to stop her tears. Fortunately, she was successful. What kind of woman would like it when her husband asks for her name, 4 months after their marriage! That too in front of all those people who know about their relationship? "Full Name" He commands. "Akshita Raghuvanshi", she replies again. The girl's eyes widened in realization. "I said FULL. NAME." He ordered furiously, stressing on the last two words. "Akshita Ekansh Raghuvanshi" she replied again, this time looking down. The name itself gives shivers. "Mrs. Akshita Ekansh Raghuvanshi" He states every word clearly, looking at Akshita. She snaps her head towards him in an instant, shock and confusion evident in her expressions. Her full name, from his mouth, created a domination aura around the place. It gave her butterflies, his name with hers, as one. ----------- It's a Fictional book I don't have any intentions to hurt anyone's feelings so please don't take it on heart. It's my own imagination so I will not like if someone copy my work! Be thoughtful before doing! #1 on Wattpad #2 on Comedy #1 in India #76 out of 2.1 Million (in Romance) #21 out of 2.36 Million (in Love) #8 out of 172K (in heartbreak) #10 out of 266K (in family) #3 out of 64K (in marriage) #1 (in the Royal family)

When a STALKER kidnaps a SERIAL KILLER... °•°•°~-~-~°•°•°~-~-~°•°•° A woman obsessed with a brutal serial killer captures him in her basement, but as their battle of wits turns intimate, she must decide if she's his captor, his lover-or his next victim. °•°•°~-~-~°•°•°~-~-~°•°•° ''It's dangerous. He's dangerous. That sick fuck might be a cannibal with a blood kink for all I know. He might literally eat my pussy, until it's ripped out between my thighs. I don't want that to be the main cause of my death. Though the thrill of it all... whether he would bite me off completely or be merciful...was like playing Russian roulette....and it was making me tear up, but not in the eyes, but between my thighs. At that moment, I felt myself getting wet. I was confused actually, because I was totally and honestly afraid, but it got me SO...wet. That's when I realized I had been moaning loudly, and the panties stuck in my throat did nothing to volume it down.'' °•°•°~-~-~°•°•°~-~-~°•°•° 🎀TRIGGER WARNINGS🎀 CNC CBT Dubcon Gore Murder Beheading Gutting Stabbing Biting Physical, mental torture Suffocation Castration Masochism Sadism Cannibalism Hybristophilia Paraphilia Stockholm Syndrome Blood fetish Rough play Impact play Choke play Blade play Bondage Pegging Cuffing Stalking Kidnapping Human trafficking Drugs/Drugging.