"So, Mrs. Kashi Abhay Pratap Singh..chalte hai. Goodbye..". Saying this, he left her broken in this world of betrayal. ~~~~~~~~~~ Kashi, a simple girl from Banaras, is a very kind and beautiful woman in person. Lives with her Baba. Works as a teacher and is also referred to as 'The Nightingale of Banaras.' Had an heated argument with the man of pride, not knowing what the future holds for both of them. So.. on the other hand, Abhay Pratap Singh, THE HUKUM SA of Rajasthan, who belongs to a royal family, is an angry, proud, arrogant man. Destroys the one who ever tried to disobey him or bring his pride down. But this pride of his breaks when he meets Kashi. Her, being the first person to ever disobey him in his life and crush his pride in front of everyone. He vows to destroy her but deep inside his heart.. something was preventing him to do so. He couldn't figure out the feeling bothering him. Drowned in his anger he forcefully marries her but left her right after claiming her, His HUKUM RANI SA. Did he blackmailed her ? Yes. He did. Did he hated her ? No. But does she feel the same? No. What happens when they come face to face after two years? Did he had a chance of heart? What if I say... Yes! Does he want her back ? Yes.. And.. what if I say she.. . . . . . Read on to know the questions related to Abhay and Kashi's life and drown yourself in the love? Maybe .. story of them. THE SOLE CREDIT GOES TO PREETI TIWARI

⚠️ CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ This book is intended for mature audiences only. It contains explicit sexual content, including graphic descriptions of sexual acts, mature themes, and strong language. If you are easily offended or under the age of 18, please do not proceed. Get ready for a sizzling, one-shot read packed with unrestrained passion. Forbidden Temptations dives straight into a steamy, secret affair where every touch and glance is electrified with forbidden desire. It's all about indulging in those hidden cravings with no boundaries. Perfect for a quick, spicy escape! TAGS #Manxwoman #MxW #ManxMan #MxM #ManxWomanxMan #MxWxM #WomanxManxWoman #WxMxW #Heterosexual #Homosexual #Hetero-flexible #Homo-flexible #Bisexual #Bi #Smut #Erotica #Lgbt #Lgbtq

-𝓒𝓾𝓻𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓟𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮𝓭- When the heir of India's most powerful business dynasty is declared dead, his chaotic, irresponsible wife collapses... and wakes up as someone entirely different. A soul from the past now lives in her body-calm, wise, impossibly composed. The woman who once embarrassed the family becomes the one holding it together. With the parents out of town and six rebellious siblings under her care, she steps into a role she was never meant to fill... and transforms the household with quiet strength. But the heir is not truly dead. And when he returns, he finds a wife who is nothing like the woman he left behind- a woman who feels ancient, steady, and terrifyingly capable. In a mansion full of secrets, grief, and shifting loyalties, one reborn woman will change the future of an entire dynasty. Ranking: #1 - funnymoments #3 - heart-warming #442 - family #80 - rich #62 - familyproblems #153 - happyending #13 - familybusiness #119 - emotional #37 - familysecrets #3 - multipov #2 - bhabhi #17 - bhai #74 - india

★Tropes •Grumpy ML X Sunshine FL •Suspence •He fell first she fell harder •Replacement •Touch her and die •😇FL X 😈ML •Billionaire Romance •slowburn to dark romance ★Female lead:-Paromita Mukherjee. An orphanage & a 20 year old cute and innocent girl with cubby cheeks and a insecure girl for her chubby and curvy features in her body. Even though she is not one of the fatty ones who loves outsides foods like junks or street style she enjoy homemade foods more than anything else that's why at this age she knows every dises to cook. she is nor a skinny girl neither a fatty one, but her inner poor innocent soul thought she is ugly as everyone in her family used to taunt her and she also having a past including her body shape. ★Male lead:-Rajveer singhaniya. Weapon king of Mumbai and a cold hearted, ruthless, expressionless and workaholic person. In the age of 30 year old he looks like in his late 20's girls used to die for his attention and a sight but his fame, cold behaviour and ruthlessness are enough to make them scare the shit out of their life. He has a sharp jaw line, perfect 8 packs abbs, blue eyes and a Hight of more than 6 feet tall which makes girls beg for him. His love is only his work and family. || Paromita's family || •Anupam Mukherjee- Paromita's late father • Sonali Mukherjee- her late mother •Mohini Mukherjee- Paromita's aunty •Pralay Mukherjee- Mohini's husband •Aniket Mukherjee- Pralay's and Mohini's son(27 yr old) •Sneha Mukherjee- aniket's sister and Mohini's and pralay's daughter(25 yr old) || Rajveer's family || •Ranvijay singhaniya- Rajveer's father •Asmita singhaniya- Rajveer's mother •Aryan singhaniya- Rajveer's small brother(24 yr old) •Ahaan Rathore- Rajveer's best friend com assistant(29 yr old) •Orean Sharma- Rajveer's personal bodyguard(28 yr old) •Shreyansh raichand- Rajveer's friend com manager(27 yr old) •Pratyush ahuja- Assistant manager

#Top10 in India (9/7/2026) #Top7 in India (27/7/2026) #Top5 in India (9/2/2026)-(4/7/2026) #Top4 in India (11/2/2026)-(10/5/2026) #Top3 in India (11/5/2026) ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ His large, calloused hand wrapped gently around my throat-not to hurt, but to own. The cold silver of my waist chain pressed into my bare stomach as he pinned me flush against the heavy mahogany of his study desk. "You think you can hide from me, Little Bird?" His voice was a lethal, gravelly whisper against my ear, sending a violent shiver of wet heat straight to my core. "You think you can wear things that beg to be ripped off, and I won't collect what belongs to me?" I gasped as his rough fingers hooked under the delicate lace of my panties, snapping the thin fabric effortlessly. "Aarav, please-" "Please what?" He bit down on the sensitive skin of my neck, swallowing my desperate whimper. His thick thigh forced my knees apart, leaving me completely, helplessly exposed to his burning, pitch-black gaze. "Tell me exactly what you want. Use your words, Priyanshi." My nails dug into his broad shoulders, my entire body trembling with a heavy, throbbing ache that only he could cure. I looked into the eyes of the devil I married, finally surrendering to his darkness. "Please," I sobbed, my hips arching eagerly into his touch. "Please, Aarav. Take it." A wicked, triumphant smirk touched his lips. "Good girl. Now, scream for me." · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · Priyanshi Verma prayed to Krishna for a fairytale love story. Instead, she was sold to the Devil in a bespoke suit. Aarav Rathore. Billionaire. Mafia king. A man who doesn't know how to love, only how to own. He married her to control her. She married him to save her family. He wants to break her innocence. She wants to escape his cage. But in the darkness of their bedroom, where hate turns into heat and resistance turns into moans, the lines blur. A story of a forced marriage, dark obsession, and a lust so violent it might ju

𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲 =========================== He walked in and locked the door. "The only time you talk in this whole fucking week is to a little boy?" He walked towards me and started to remove his blazer and undoing his pants. "What are you doing?" I asked strongly yet I was internally trembling. "Fucking you" And with that he grabs me, turns me around, grabs my hands and pushed me down the table behind me. Before I could process, he lifted my dress, and in a second his dick entered my surprisingly wet pussy. He wasn't sweet at all. He was harsh and I tried to not moan so that I don't embarrass myself in front of others and so that he doesn't hear a voice from me. "The way people looked at you pissed me off so fucking much" I held on the table sides as he was ruthless on his thrusts and I started to cry at the pleasure and humiliation that was building up. "I just wanted to remove everyone's eyes" he said and I cried more. His thrusts were so hard that my legs lifted from the floor and were in air, my pussy was at the mercy of his dick. He bends over me and I felt a tear in my dress. He removed my hair from the back, and whispered, "Scream out loud, don't hide those pretty little moans from me, let others also know to whom does this pussy belong to" ======================== ||FAST PACED BOOK||

"Daisy, do you know what your mistake is?" He asks, his hardness rubbing between my buttocks. I stay silent because I'm not allowed to speak. "That you said 'yes' to marrying me." He spanks my buttocks, grinding his shaft against my wetness. "Therefore, I'll make sure to punish you and make you regret your decision every day." He finishes his sentence by landing a hard spank on my crotch, causing me to fall straight onto the sofa. "Stay still if you don't want me to make your night worse," he warns, raising my buttocks in the air again. "Happy anniversary, my fuck toy." He grabs my waist and plunges his hard membrane deep into me, causing me to gasp. *** Her husband treated her like a sex toy, and she let him, hoping that one day he would recognise her love. And he exploited her and vented his fury on her, making her life a living hell. In the end, he divorced her, not knowing she was carrying his baby. After the divorce, the baby was her only hope of survival. Five years later, when she was living her life with her daughter, his return raised questions: Is he back to separate her from her daughter or to rebuild their relationship? *** "Fine. I'm leaving and never show you my face." He grasps my arms and leans closer to my face, accelerating my heartbeat. I despise how much he still affects me. "Because I care about you more than anything else in this entire world. Just remember, you and Hope are my destination, and I'm ready to take any path which leads me to you both."

18 year old Sara Dagher and Jacob Barston have despised each other since their early teens; Her, popular and beautiful; Him, nerdy and short-tempered. Their increasing arguments and mutual hatred irritates all around them as their friendship groups become close by chance- and yet their repulsion toward each other diminishes with every second they're near each other. With a combination of senior year, ex's, college applications, heart breaks and hook-ups; will they really be able to stay away from each other? Let's find out;) ••• WARNINGS & DISLCAIMERS • 18+ WARNING - This book contains LOTS of smut and erotic scenes, so if you're under 18 I would advise that this book isn't for you. (But please come back when you are!) • My book does touch on drug abuse, so if this issue is quite close to home OR if you're struggling with it yourself, I wouldn't continue to read. https://www.ukat.co.uk/addiction/drug/ is a site that talks about these issues providing guidance, advise and recommendations <3 Enjoy my loves, and feel free to leave any constructive criticism in the comments! <3

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."

Bread, grass, and rose. Plain, common, and uselessly fragile. The girl Solin was, who loved Aurik from the moment she met him, died when she heard his description of her. A new woman rose from the ashes. Two years later, Solin returns to the city of Tibalt, where the high society of the Kingdom of Aivieria gathers during the autumn, winter, and spring seasons. Widowed and carrying the knowledge that she will likely discover the mark of her mate within a year, Solin intends to use her last few months of freedom to enjoy herself before she settles down. The escort she chooses for her new, excitingly wild life? King Aurik, the man who ended her old one. And he's certainly not enjoying himself (ask Solin if she cares). It's about time the world was reminded that roses have thorns.