"I've been trying not to do this" he whispers, his voice rough and low. "So stop trying" I whisper back. And then he kisses me. His lips are soft but insistent, coaxing mine open, pulling me deeper into him. One of his hands tangles in my damp hair, his fingers threading through the strands, tilting my head back slightly so he can kiss me the way he wants to. The other hand stays at the small of my back, his palm splayed wide, anchoring me against him. Chest to chest. Heartbeat to heartbeat. I lose all sense of time. All I know is the way his mouth moves against mine, the way his body curves into mine like it's always known the shape of me. The way his thumb traces lazy circles along my spine, sending shivers racing through my entire body. I kiss him back with everything I have, my hands fisting in the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer, needing him closer. "This kiss just sealed the deal. You're mine and only mine now, Grace" Benjamin's voice is low and rough like gravel and laced with something primal.

Love was never his plan. Not in a life carved from power, fear, and unshaken control. Ekaansh Rayala- the name that ruled Rudravaram, the man thirty-eight villages bowed to, the storm people prayed never to face. He was destruction- until she became his reason to be gentle. His anger didn't rise. It struck. His voice didn't warn. It broke. And mercy... was never part of who he was. Until he saw her. One look was all it took to rewrite a ruthless man. A girl standing too quietly in a world that would never be gentle with her- soft eyes lowered, fingers trembling, a voice so tender it barely reached beyond her lips... She healed lives with steady hands, but flinched at raised voices. The world feared him. He feared breaking her. Too kind. Too soft. Too untouched by cruelty. A heart that chose compassion-even when it cost her. A soul devoted to Mahadev... never knowing she had just stepped into the life of a man who bowed only to Mahakaal. She was everything he wasn't. And everything he suddenly couldn't live without. He didn't fall in love. He didn't even understand it. But something in him shifted the moment he saw her. Because once she became his- not even his own darkness could reach her. She flinched at his voice... so he learned to soften it for her. Bound by rituals they never chose, tied by vows spoken without love- he became her shield... and she, unknowingly, became his peace. Some stories don't begin with love. They begin with a single look- and a man who decides, without a word... she is his to protect. Picture are from Pinterest and credits goes to the owners

Do check out more descriptive original description as for word count i had to cancel out few things. Slowburn Smut romance saga #1 Vaani Sharma x Raghav Bansal Who said pehla pyaar-the mohalla waala bhaiya, the brother's best friend, the boy next door-was just a crush? Just infatuation? Says who? My parents? The same ones who, after ten years, forced me to marry him- The university topper. The all-rounder. The playboy with the sanskaari smile. Mamma ka laadla. The walking sin every woman secretly imagined in her filthiest fantasies. The mohalla ka kukkad kamal da- Raghav Bansal. Every girl skipped her TV serials to watch him flex his gym-built body, to see him ironing his sister's kurti, or making tea for his mother. Every aunty wanted him as their damaad, every daughter wanted him as their husband. And he-he only smiled, all innocence, all charm. Bansal ji ka beta. And now-he's mine. Raghav Bansal. My husband. My sin. My undoing. His hands clutch my waist, pulling me back onto him. My red saree lies somewhere forgotten, blouse half-open, choodiyan and anklets singing in rhythm with every thrust. The mangalsutra sways wildly between my breasts, branding me his in the most carnal way possible. His veined hand slides down my skin, leaving fire in its path before pressing that one spot that makes me cry out his name. My body arches, his moans drown in my hair, and the night becomes ours-louder, hotter, messier than the world outside could ever imagine. This isn't infatuation. This isn't just attraction. This is the beginning of our endless sin. Tropes Math waale bhaiya x biology waali didi Badboy x good girl Forced proximity One sided love ? She fell first, he fell harder She thought he didn't see her how she saw him but he saw secretly and yearning to be seen like that forever. Secret crush Divorcee x virgin Desi Romcom Erotic, smut Neighbour/mohalle wala romance Happy ending.

Slowburn College lovestory Neighbour's love Rich x Commoner Royal x Commoner Grumpy X Sunshine Senior x Junior Brother's bestfriend x Bestfriend's sister She is just a normal middle class girl trying to survive her first year of college while he is royal hidden in commonsight whose only mistake is that he fell in love deeply and madly . This story contains mature themes. Read at your own risk.

The Sin Series is a collection of short erotic romance stories woven with desire, temptation, and the thrill of the forbidden. Each tale explores the moments where restraint breaks, boundaries blur, and longing takes control. These stories are not just about passion but about the sins people commit in silence, the cravings they hide, and the emotions that consume them when love becomes dangerous. Filled with intense chemistry, unspoken yearning, possessive pulls, and slow-burning sensuality. Every story stands alone, yet all are bound by one truth - some temptations are too powerful to deny, and some sins feel far too good to resist. Enter a world where desire whispers, rules shatter, and passion leaves its mark.

His lips also twitched seeing her smile. It was as if the angel descend down from heaven itself. He went to the door sipping his coffee and went outside not before whispering "Soon angel." __________________________________________ ARSHITA KAPOOR She was everything an angel would be. Beautiful, kind, sweet, loving, smart, innocent and what no more. ABHIMAAN SINGH RATHORE While he was everything a devil would be cold, ruthless, dominanting, rude, arrogant and what no more. A story where the devil falls for the angel. Read the story to find how the sparks flow between these two and a love story forms. (If you're looking for a story with no drama. Then it's for you.) TW: Mention of ED and panic attacks. ♡

Looking for a love story with no unnecessary drama, but filled with emotions, passion and royalty? This one's for you... Abhiraj Singh Rajput- The Hukum of Jaipur. A man born to rule- cold, powerful, and feared by everyone around him. To the world, he was ruthless in business, a king who bowed to no one, a man who believed power and duty were everything. Love was never meant to distract him... until she walked into his life. The girl who turned his world upside down, making him fall harder and deeper than he ever thought possible. Advika Agarwal- The only daughter of the Agarwals. A gentle, introverted girl who always believed in love and everything beautiful it brings. But deep down, she thought no one could ever truly love her- that she was too ordinary, too insecure, too sensitive to be someone's first choice. Until one day, she met a man who worshipped her like a goddess, proving her wrong and making her realize she was worthy of every ounce of love in the world. Together, they embark on a journey of love, trust, and destiny... ~~Tropes~~ •He fell first, and harder •Arranged but love marriage •Possessive Male Lead •Grumpy Man x Soft Girl •Look at Her and Die •Royal romance •Strong protective Male Lead •Loving Families •Teacher x King •Age gap 💌 A story filled with love, care, passion, family, royalty, jealousy, and everything a reader craves in a perfect romance. ___________________________________

[ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ] ʙᴏᴏᴋ 1 ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ɪɴ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ (standalone) • A Tale Of Old School Love. (modern-day royal romance) • 𝙍𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙎𝙝𝙚𝙠𝙝𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙩, princess of Jaipur. An epitome of being soft-spoken and resilient at heart. She represents the characters of an innocent, pure and gentle soul. A kind-hearted person with a heart of gold. She believes in old school love, hoping that someday she will find the man who will adore her with all his heart. However, she carries the burden of her past, regretting a mistake she made in her early years as a college student. 𝘼𝙮𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙢𝙖𝙖𝙣 𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙝 𝙍𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙚, the King of Rajasthan, manages the affairs of Rajasthan from Udaipur. CEO of Rathore Industries. He is a workaholic by nature who cannot tolerate even the slightest mistake in the empire he worked so hard for, which he inherited from his father and has made Rathore Industries flourish across the world. A cold-hearted billionaire to the rest of the world, one of the traits he must carry for being one of the most influential people in the world. Above all, he prioritises his family and has the biggest soft spot in his heart for his woman. • A story hidden in the depths of her heart will someday come out in the open. Her cousin, a sole witness to an unforgettable past. • And will Reet find the courage to open up to Ayushmaan about her past, or will he uncover the truth on his own? • This story brings Ayushmaan and Reet together in an arranged marriage love filled with royal romance, deep emotions, and hidden secrets. The readers will witness the two soul navigating through the ups and downs of marital life. But here's the twist: those ups and downs are anything but ordinary...they are dark, complex, and twisted. Yet, rest assured, the story ultimately leads to a happily ever after.

"He was the nation's 'Ice Man.' She was a poem he didn't know how to read."💌 Neil Malhotra, is the Captain of the Indian Cricket Team-a man defined by statistics, strategy, and a cold, impenetrable public persona. He lives in the roar of stadiums and the flash of paparazzi.❤️‍🩹 Nidhi Sharma, is a Literature student who lives for the quiet corners of the university library. She know a 'cover drive' from a 'leg-break,' and she prefers the company of dead poets to living legends.🩷 When a chance encounter in a dusty library aisle turns into a secret friendship, the Ice Man begins to melt. But in a world where every move is scrutinized and every headline is a weapon, can a love written in the margins of books survive the glare of the floodlights? From secret "chai dates" to "national scandals", this is a journey of finding a 'thikana' (a home) in the most unlikely of hearts.☕🏏 Trope: Grumpy x Sunshine | Secret Romance | Opposites Attract | Slow burn ❤️‍🔥

" What if I had grown a little too fat, with thick arms, thighs, folds on my tummy, double chin and so on ? Would you love me Rudra ? " " I would love that Tara, just the thought of my face being crushed between your thighs turns me rock hard. And I m sure it wouldn't only your arms, thighs and tummy but sure your boobs would be bigger so I would never need a pillow and that is a win win for me. " " What do you want Rudra ? " " You.. I want you Tara....your lips on mine while I m deep inside you, your hair spread across my pillow it's the most beautiful sight my eyes will ever behold, my love. " Bound by passion, consumed by love An obsession that turns love into an unquenchable thirst. A pride that transforms passion into devotion. He was ready to embrace the darkest demons if it meant keeping their love safe, and she was willing to burn with him if it meant never letting go. Obsession Series Book #2 - Locked in Passion Obsession Series Book #1 - His Eternal Obsession