I asked the others to take his body to the hospital. They rushed the stretcher inside, and within seconds, doctors started gathering around me. Just then, he arrived my husband. His eyes scanned me from head to toe before he walked straight to me, held my hand, and said softly, "Are you okay? Let me check." I looked at him, then pointed towards the man lying motionless on the stretcher and said, "Mujhe woh zinda chahiye." He followed my gaze. As he raised his hand, his fingers brushed against my head wet with blood. His expression changed instantly. "Pehle tumhe zarurat hai," he said firmly. I lost control. I grabbed his collar and shouted, "Mujhe woh kisi bhi haal mein zinda chahiye!" He froze. For the first time ever, I saw anger in his eyes raw, sharp, unfamiliar. He had never looked at me like that before. He turned away and shouted, "Prepare for surgery!" He pulled my hand off his collar and walked away, his voice echoing down the corridor, "Dr. Ananya, examine SHO now." I glared at his back, my chest heaving. A doctor approached me immediately and gently guided me towards a cabin.

"Shivani beta, look, as your dad I already told you he was not a good man," my father said. I was looking at myself in the mirror, all ready to get married. "Dad, I am ready for the person you will choose for me," I said while looking at him. He was looking at me, thinking that I was sad or would cry, but hell no-I am SHIVANI SINGHANIYA, the only daughter of Prakash Shinghaniya and only sister of my 2 brothers. ................................................................................................................................................. "Now your ex is back, will you return to him?" he asked while pressing my bare boobs. I looked at him and said, "Why, Mr. Arahansh Raizada? Are you thinking that I will run away from you?" The next second I felt pain in my womanhood and gripped my hand on his bare chest, and he said, "I am a monster, Mrs. Arahansh. Try to run-first I will tear him apart, then I will chain you in this damn room." I shivered, but I knew I couldn't do anything because he is- "I am yours baby dinosaur," I whispered while licking his neck. .......................................................................................

I entered my room, which was decorated with flowers. Today was my wedding night, and my bride was sitting there with her face covered by a long red veil. I adjusted my collar, closed the door, and said, "Rinki..." As soon as I said her name, she instantly lifted her veil. For a second, I got scared seeing her reaction. Then she said, "Aap mere pati ho? (You are my husband?)" I nodded slowly, and she said, "Haan toh aap pehle chal kar dikhaiye. (Then walk and show me first.)" I frowned in confusion, and she continued, "Aap chal kar aur hans kar dikhaiye. (Walk and smile for me.)" I slowly sat on the bed and asked, "Kya main pooch sakta hoon kyun? (Can I ask why?)" She looked at me and said, "........" For knowing more, read the story. I will not disappoint you. Welcome to my world 🌍. translation will be available . ⚠️ mature content will be their too thankyou for patience from you're Anamika 😊🦚🪻

I clutched my bridal saree tightly and sat nervously on the flower-decorated bed. My throat felt dry as I swallowed hard. I was about to lift my veil when the door creaked open. My eyes instantly darted toward him. He stepped in, removed his kurta casually, and came to sit in front of me. My heart pounded. I shut my eyes, but within moments, he gently lifted my veil. "Ankhein kholo," he whispered. Slowly, I opened my eyes. He was even more handsome than I had imagined-fairer than me, with eyes so deep and mesmerizing that they held me captive. My breath caught when he said softly, "Takane ke liye poori umar padi hai... abhi so jaaye." Embarrassment flushed my cheeks, and I lowered my gaze to my toes. But then he held my chin tenderly, guiding my eyes back to him. "Jaakar kapde badal lo," he said gently. I nodded, quickly rising to my feet. As soon as I stepped into the bathroom, I exhaled a long, shaky breath. Tonight was the first time I had seen him so closely... and yet, he was so unexpectedly gentle.

9 august 2025 :- top 1 from top 10 india 17 august 2025 :- top 2 from top 10 india 25 october:- top 3 from top 10 india 30 october :- top 6 from top 10 india 17 feb 2026:- top 2 from top 10 India ***************************************** Warning Mature story "Aap na bahut bure hai," a four-year-old girl said while pouting. "Main bura hoon? Kitni baar bola hai, hone wala pati hoon tera. Samajh nahi aata? Phir se 'bhaiya' bola na, toh maarunga," the ten-year-old boy replied. Her eyes filled with tears. "Me... ri... galt... i ha... i, ma... ne bola tha ki..." she stammered, crying. His heart clenched at the sight. "Accha, chup ho ja. Tofee khayegi?" he offered gently. She instantly smiled and nodded.

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"Tripti, you know what that means?", he asks in a deep voice, the type of voice which makes your legs go jelly. Not from anticipation but from fear. I was still trembling under him. "It means satisfaction, and You, my darling, are going to provide me that." After processing what he just said, I gave him back, " Rudra, you know what it means? ", I see him stiffen." The mighty lord Shiva, but you-! " "Oh I'm no god I know that, the opposite maybe?.... Rudra means "the roarer", "the terrible", "the untamed", "the destroyer", "one who kills", "one who makes people cry", and my darling, I'm all those things. ", He stated in a dangerous low voice. #2 in #forcedrelationship (29/3/23) #3 in #India (26/3/23) #3 in #desi (20/6/23) #3 in #hindi (3/6/2023) #4 in #billionaire (6/4/23) #6 in #hindi (24/3/23) #7 in #indian (15/6/23) #7 in #forced (1/4/23) #8 in #desi (4/6/23) #8 in #forcedmarriage (29/3/23) #8 in #obesession (1/4/23) #9 in #love (5/4/23) ⚠️DO NOT COPY!

~•~ "I promise that i will not leave a single chance to turn your life into living hell You will beg in front of me but i will not stop. Mark my words, just the way you had broke my heart i will do it with double power." His hatred claded words reverberated in her ears. Her fingers curled on the silky cloth of his shirt. She stepped nearer and shook her head. "You can't! I love you, at least once listen to me!" "Don't utter those bloody words! It's just a misconception to fool people and Ritvik Kashyap will never be a fool again. Be ready, your life is gonna destroy." ~•~ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ :- Story will contain mature scenes! ~•~ #60. Under 2.35 m #1 in marriage-of-convenience #1 in indianstory #1 in arrogant #1 in maturethemes #1 in torment #2 in seduction #2 in intimate #2 in betrayal #2 in hatelove #4 in innocent #5 in handsome #6 in forced marriage ~•~

✨𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐚𝐛 𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐢 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐊𝐡𝐮𝐝 𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐢 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐊𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐚𝐦 𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐢 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐲𝐢 𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐨 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐣𝐡 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐚𝐩𝐤𝐞 𝐤𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐦 𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐪 𝐬𝐞 𝐳𝐲𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢 𝐫𝐚𝐚𝐡 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞✨ ~𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐲𝐰𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩~ ♥ _____________________________ ♥ {𝓢𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓽 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷} ❤ 𝓒𝓞𝓜𝓟𝓛𝓔𝓣𝓔 ❤ ✿ 𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓡𝓸𝔂𝓪𝓵 𝓡𝓮𝓫𝓮𝓵 ✔ ✿ 𝓗𝓮𝓻 𝓞𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓒𝓾𝓻𝓮 ✔ ✿ 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽 ✔ ✿ 𝓔𝓶𝓹𝓽𝔂 𝓦𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓗𝓮𝓻 ✔ ❤ 𝓞𝓝𝓖𝓞𝓘𝓝𝓖 ❤ ★ 𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓤𝓷𝓲𝓺𝓾𝓮 𝓑𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 ♠ A collection of fragments of imagination drenched in emotions. These short stories will take you through a world of romance, fantasy, deception, and pure love that is nothing short o

☆𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 3 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 "Dove, I'm fucking insane when it comes to you. You're mine, every inch, every breath, every sound you make in this room belongs to me" "Next time you laugh for someone else... I'll make sure you're screaming only my name the whole night." Her breath hitched, and his mouth claimed hers hungry, punishing, desperate like he was marking his world. --- 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗕𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗕𝗿𝘂𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗴𝗴𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲. 𝗬𝗲𝘁, 𝗛𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗺𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲, 𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗲𝘅𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱. 𝗞𝗶𝗮𝗿𝗮 𝗔𝗴𝗴𝗮𝗿𝘄𝗮𝗹, Once a girl full of light and laughter, she had been broken by the cruel betrayal of her first love, left to wander in the darkness of her own pain. And then came 𝗩𝗶𝗱𝘆𝘂𝘁 𝗞𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗮. The man the world feared the name that made even the bravest shiver. Quick-tempered, ruthless, sharp with words that could cut deeper than a blade. But with her, he was different. With her, his rage turned to restraint, his sharpness melted into tenderness. To the world he was a storm, but to her he was the calm, the quiet, the only place she could finally breathe. But what makes Vidyut legendary in the underworld isn't just his ruthlessness - it's his Siberian Tiger, 𝗥𝗲𝘅 𝗞𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗮. --- This book is connected to my first book, Adarika:His Ignored Bride.