Creighton King x Mikhail Orlov Creighton King should not desire Mikhail Orlov. The man is his enemy, his ruin, the darkness that beckons with a sinister allure. But the line between love and hate is treacherously thin, And Creighton has never been a saint when lust weaves its dangerous spell. Mikhail never knew what he needed-until he saw those ocean eyes. Now, he is a man undone, driven by the ache to uncover every secret, every scar. Creighton is chaos wrapped in beauty, and Mikhail is helpless to resist. Their love becomes a symphony of desire and destruction.

Aksh, the beloved son of Mumbai's famous wealthy Verma family, is only 17 years old. What happens when Bhairav Pratap Rathod, a mafia boss from Rajasthan, sees him and becomes infatuated with him? The Verma family arranges Aksh's marriage with Bhairav. The uproar occurs when the boy, Aksh, flees to America to avoid marriage. Bhairav catches him. Aksh: I don't want to marry you!!!!!!...... (Tears were streaming down Aksha's fair cheeks. He spoke while taking a step back.) Bhairav: It doesn't matter to me. You're mine, and I'll soon make you mine. (The broad-chested man snapped his fingers.) "Let go of me." Before Aksh could retreat, he lifted the little boy into his arms.

Daria Cole never expected her quiet high-school tutor partner to return as the new Mafia King of New York. Nico Costa. Bigger. Colder. Tattooed. And looking at her like she's the only softness he'll ever touch. She thinks they're just friends. He knows better. "Say the word," he murmured against my neck, "and I'll ruin any man who thinks he can touch what's mine." A soft, innocent girl. A very dangerous man. Five years of tension ready to explode. KILL FOR HER IS OFFICIALLY LIVE ON AMAZON! ❤️ 🖤 LINK IN BIO🖤 A Dark Romance #1 Sunshinexgrump (Dec 15th) #1 bwwm (Dec 17th) #1 mafiaboss (Dec 17th) #1 yearn (Dec 18th) First Book : Kill For Her Book Two : Enzo Wow! You guys have been showing so much love! Thank you! Trigger warning: This story contains sexual content and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.

He was supposed to be a punishment. A soft, silent boy forced on the most ruthless capo in Naples because his mother fell in love with sunflower eyes. Dante Valente wanted a weapon, not a husband. Elio Moretti wanted quiet, not a monster. But every morning Dante drives him to the flower shop he never asked for. Every night Elio falls asleep with Dante's huge hands covering his ears, blocking the world that is too loud. Somewhere between the first meltdown and the thousandth "good boy," the marriage stops being a sentence and becomes the safest place either of them has ever known. A forced husband. A gentle autistic boy who speaks only in whispers and sunflowers. And the slow, unstoppable fall of a dangerous man who learns that love can be quieter than gunfire... and twice as deadly.

Sneha Oberoi's life was simple-college, friends, and dreams she was quietly chasing. Until one unexpected encounter turned her world upside down. Samarth Singh Yaduvanshi and his brother Ritik Singh Yaduvanshi weren't people you just noticed-they were people you felt. Powerful, composed, and completely out of her league, they had no reason to even remember her. But they did. A glance. A fleeting moment. A spark that refused to be ignored. What started as a chance meeting turned into lingering glances, unspoken tension, and a connection neither of them could explain. She tried to stay indifferent. He tried to keep his distance. But some feelings don't wait. Some hearts don't follow the rules. And some stories... begin even when they're not supposed to. TROOPS:- Grumpy CEO,mafia × Sunshine College Girl He Fell First (and Harder) Soft Romance Slow-Burn Love Forbidden Feelings Acts of Service Love Language Found Comfort Emotional Restraint 4-4-2026: #1 in softromance

📚Crack and Crease - Cracks demand repair. Creases demand heat. Not all damage screams. Some of it settles. 🖤 Jaiveer Jahagirdar & Vamika Mittal 🖤 Jaiveer Jahagirdar was not broken by loss, he was cracked by it, and like tempered glass, he learned to stand sharper at the edges. Vamika Mittal carried her crease like precision not damage, just a permanent line where softness used to lie. Yugveer Jahagirdar, 1.5 years old, he didn't see cracks or creases - only arms that held him. 🩶🩶🩶 He was raised in corridors where power never trembled - a son taught that weakness is louder than loss. She learned early that love can bruise without leaving proof - a woman who folds her scars into sharp edges. 🔥 Jaiveer Jahagirdar carries fracture like inheritance. Vamika Mittal wears restraint like silk over steel. 🔥 Their families built empires that refuse to bow. Their names have stood on opposite sides of contracts for decades. ⚔️ He protects what's his. She controls what she builds. ⚔️ They meet across a table neither trusts. No promises. No peace. Just leverage. Because steel doesn't bend easily. And pride doesn't forgive quietly. 👑 Legacy carved their surnames. Damage shaped who they became. But somewhere between the crack and the crease - something refuses to stay folded. 👑 🕊️ Tropes 🕊️ Enemies to Lovers Corporate Rivals Single Father Divorced FMC Billionaire / Industrial Dynasty Slow Burn Power Couple No Cheating Protective Father Child Softens the War

"How does he looks at him?" "Like he never want to look away" Aarav Mehra, 19, is a first-year medical student-bright-eyed, hardworking, and driven by the dream his single mother raised him on. He's here to build a future, not chase distractions. But distractions have a name. And a face. Dev Khanna, 21, is a third-year student with a sharp mind, a sharper tongue, and a reputation he wears like armor-playboy, arrogant, untouchable. The kind of guy Aarav knows he should stay away from.