# Top1 in India ( 06/01/2026) # Top2 in India (05/01/2026 ) # Top7 in India (11,12/01/2026) # Top8 in India (11/01/2026) This is a short village story from 1980's era.. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 (𝟏𝟖+) When twenty-year-old Gauri, a naive and soft-spoken village girl, suddenly found herself tied in marriage to Madhav, a twenty-five-year-old shy and gentle man who spent most his days from morning to evening working in the fields, neither of them knew where or how to begin. They were two inexperienced souls, bound by a relationship they didn't fully understand. Gauri had never imagined what kind of husband she wanted, nor had she ever dreamed of love the way stories described it. And Madhav? He was far too absorbed in his farm and his duty toward his widowed mother to think about marriage or women. His life began and ended with the soil beneath his feet and the responsibilities on his shoulders. Two strangers, unaware of love's language, now share the same roof. But destiny had other plans because somewhere in Madhav's past still lived a woman. The woman who once dreamed of a future with him. And when fate decides to bring that past back into his present,will time heal what love could not or will the past come knocking on the door of their fragile new beginning?

{Read the book ongoing, I will remove half of this book once it's completed} ERA ONE IN SWATI UNIVERSE #1 The Daughters of Rati Series. ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 𓆩🖤𓆪꒱ ˎˊ˗ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐢𝐥. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐧. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. When Siya, a fiery 25-year-old city girl, is forced to marry a 35-year-old village Pradhan (sarpanch), she prepares for a dull life of silence and submission. But on their wedding night, she discovers something shocking-her powerful, respected husband, Raghav, is still a virgin. Naïve, untouched, and completely innocent. And so she takes control. Siya teaches him desire, pleasure, pain, and worship on her terms. From shy glances to blindfolds and whispered commands, their nights turn into dark rituals of lust and learning. But the more he obeys, the more he hungers. And soon, the innocent husband becomes a man who would destroy the world to keep his wife moaning beneath him. In a village where women are meant to be tamed- She's the one holding the leash. ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 𓆩🖤𓆪꒱ ˎˊ˗ Ongoing: 31 July 2025 TOP RANKING 🥇 #1 in VIRGINHERO #1 in EROTICAROMANCE #1 in ASPIRATION #1 in WATTPADDREAMWORKERCONTEST2014 #1 in WATTPADFICTION #1 in VILLAGELOVE #2 in SLOWBURN #3 in DARKEROTICA #4 in STORY #6 in DESIROMANCE #7 in INDIAN WIFE #7 in DOMINANT FEMALE #10 in VILLAGEROMANCE #32 in AGEGAPROMANCE copyright @authorswati

Red Bindi - Anika Sharma was a widow cloaked in grief, her life muted and colorless... until Rudra returned. The boy she once knew, now a man carved by desire and danger, ignites a forbidden fire she cannot resist. In the suffocating heat of tradition, whispered judgments, and stolen glances, their love becomes an illicit obsession. Every touch, every kiss, every stolen moment burns with sensuality, hunger, and sin. In a world that tells them their passion is wrong, they surrender anyway-claiming each other in ways no one dares speak of, where devotion and desire collide in the darkest, most consuming ecstasy. (It's a short story)

"To gain something, you must be ready to lose something." ✨ She is 19. Risha-who lost her parents in a tragic car accident-now lives only with their memories. She runs a cozy coffee shop, with a flower store and a little library attached, creating a world of warmth she craves for herself. ✨ He is 28. Krushal-a man who lost his wife in an accident-lives only for his 5-year-old daughter. She is his world, his only reason to survive. But the little girl's innocent heart longs for something more... she wants Risha to be her mother. Krushal, who never denies his daughter's wishes, makes a deal- A contract marriage with Risha. And she accepts. But what begins as a promise for his daughter soon turns into something deeper. Slowly, Risha becomes his obsession-his addiction. He wants her close... in every situation, in every breath, in every heartbeat. But fate has its own plans. When Risha stumbles upon Krushal's dark past, her love begins to turn into hatred. To be continued...

TRIGGER WARNING/ MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ only. The fictional characters in this story are involved in an AGE GAP, dark fiction, erotic thriller/dom/sub relationship. It is consensual. If that makes you uncomfortable, please do not read. This is a work of fiction, a GUILTY PLEASURE READ if you will, and intended for entertainment purposes. Reader discretion is advised. Daisy feels like she's disappearing. Her boyfriend barely looks at her anymore, her friends don't understand her, and geometry? It's a nightmare. But just when she thinks she's out of chances, Mr. Edwards, her mysterious and sharp-eyed geometry teacher, offers her something unexpected: private lessons after school. But these lessons aren't just academic, and Daisy will learn lessons far greater than geometry. Mr. Edwards sees something in Daisy no one else does, and he's not afraid to take control. As their tutoring sessions evolve into something far more forbidden, Daisy is pulled into a hidden world of discipline, desire, and surrender. Under his firm guidance, she begins to thrive-both in the classroom and in the intoxicating dynamic they share behind closed doors. She's learning how to calculate angles... And how to kneel, obey, and unravel. As lines blur and walls break down, Daisy realizes she's stepped into something more dangerous than she could have ever imagined.

An arranged marriage, a cold CEO, and one very flustered newlywed wife. Nandini never expected to go from her quiet home life to living in a luxurious mansion with her husband's 40-member loud and chaotic family. And definitely not married to Siddharth Roy-the most untouchable, unreadable, and unfairly hot business tycoon in the country. She's shy, sarcastic, and soft. He's cold, composed, and annoyingly irresistible. But sparks start flying faster than oil in a hot pan when she flicks flour at him one night during dinner prep-and he doesn't back away. He leans in.

"aap yeh kya- kya k- kar rahe hai " she asked timidly. "nothing just worshiping my biwi,hmmm" he said while wearing her anklets. "b- but ---"she closed her mouth as he warned her just by his eyes not to talk. she was continuously looking at him as he was the most beautiful thing in the world well yes for her ,he is. he slowly kissed her feet as she flinched by sudden touch. "a--aap yeh kyun ,aap humare pair nhi chu sakte " as she finally said after keeping her encourage. " kyun pati hai tumhare ,tumhare pair kya har ek chiz par humara hak hai ,samjhi? " he asked while raising his eyebrows. "ji,p-par---" " ab so jao kafi raat ho gayi kal subah uthna bhi hai , aur maa ne kaha tha ki abhi kuch rasame aur hai"he said while turning to the night lamp to blow off . she slowly laid on the bed as his one arm was under her head and second was grasping her waist tightly as he would loosened a bit she will go away. Tropes:- arrange marriage. sarpanch biwi village 1970's mature content 18+ enjoy reading the story....

"She wasn't made for one. She was born to be craved by five." She ran from one hell, only to land in another. Now they call her Malika-e-Jaan - the queen men kneel for, but never touch. Five men want her. Crave her. Would sin for her. But she's not a prize to be claimed. She is desire wrapped in scars - and each of them will learn: Loving her means surviving her.

✨ May I Come In, Sir? ✨ In Classroom, Her : May I come in? ❤️💐 In Bedroom, Him : May I Come in? 🌚🌝 💥 Arhaan Rajvansh - The Predator in a Suit Cold. Calculating. Crowned in vengeance. His silence is louder than a scream, his touch colder than betrayal. A man who doesn't chase love - he hunts, to ruin. And when he sets his eyes on a secret... nothing can stop him from uncovering it. 💫 Inayat Dixit - The Sunshine with a Storm Beneath Soft smiles. Gentle words. A heart that loves too deeply... and hides too much. But don't be fooled - beneath the laughter lies a fire that can burn down empires. She wasn't born to break hearts - she was born to survive. ❤️‍🔥 Their Dynamic • He pushes. She dares to stay. • He scares. She calms. • His world is revenge. Hers is hope. • He guards his demons. She brings out his humanity. The girl he wanted to destroy... Became the one thing he couldn't survive without. --- ⚡ A tale where obsession meets innocence... and secrets are deadlier than love. 📌 When destiny collides again and again... when two broken souls are forced into each other's worlds... what wins in the end? 🥀 Revenge... or Love? 🌙 Spicy Teaser: She was busy licking her ice cream, eyes sparkling, carefree. "Do you want to..?" she offered innocently. He smirked, voice dark with mischief. "I also want to lick, but not the ice cream, Sunshine." --- 🔞 A slow-burn, professor × student, age-gap romance tangled with hidden identities, bloodline revenge, and twisted intimacy. 👑 A dark game where every touch confuses, every truth destroys, and every kiss is a war. --- 💬 What do you think? When destiny keeps colliding... will Arhaan and Inayat write their story in blood... or in love? --- 💔 Enemy to Lovers | 🎓 Professor × Student | ⏳ 8-Year Age Gap | 🔥 Slow Burn Revenge Romance

She's so sacred that a murderer like me don't even deserve her. But this is what fate wanted from me ,from her . A bond where I'll be her Sinner and she'll be my Saint . I'll cross every inch of the border if that makes her safe, her eyes smiling. I can k¡ll for her , I can die for her . I'm fking obsessed with her . A man who lost his emotions after his lover betrayed him. X A girl who carries her childhood trauma as her second skin .