#2 in Top 10 in India on (9/4/26) #1 in Top 10 in India on (12/4/26) Myra sharma had heard his name before she ever saw his face. Armaan Brar. The President of Chandigarh National University. Final-year Political Science student. RSVP's rising youth face. The boy professors avoid. The one students don't look in the eye. The one whose footsteps are enough to silence a corridor. They say he once pulled a gun on campus. They say he wins elections the way he wins fights... ruthlessly. They say crossing him is a mistake you don't repeat twice. And she believes every freaking word. She's just a first-year B.Com student. From a Middle class family, She left Lucknow with dreams in her suitcase. Chandigarh National University was her dream. Her fresh start. Her escape. Living alone in a new city wasn't easy but she was determined. Far away from politics, power, and people like him. Her only goal? Stay invisible, don't get noticed by bullies in college.. But Armaan Brar notices her. And that's where the problem begins. And Armaan Brar has never been gentle about what he wants. Tropes:- - punjabi munda x Brahmin girl - college president x student(1st phase) - MLA x CA Girl (2nd phase) - first love - rich guy x middle class girl - 5 years age gap (don't judge my book with this description there is a lot more about Armaan and Myra, give it a chance please...it's my first story.)

#BOOK 1 OF HER LOVE SERIES...... "How dare you touch me?" she shouted, losing her senses. she was about to get up from the couch when he held back my neck and brought her back to the position and roared in a dangerously calm voice " NOT ONLY TOUCH I HAVE ALL FUCKING RIGHTS TO FUCK YOU HARD WHENEVER, WHEREVER I WANT. GET THIS IN YOUR HEAD." "What are you doing?" he questioned, trying to calm himself, but it came out in a harsh tone. "I won't sleep with you and you fucking don't touch me" she asserted with a voice full of demand. He took slow steps towards her, which resulted in her moving back. Now, after three to four steps, she was caged between him and the wall. "I DARE YOU AADRIKA KABIR SINGHANIA TO SLEEP AWAY FROM ME EVEN AN INCH. I PROMISE TO FUCK YOU ON THAT DAMN COUCH UNTIL I MAKE SURE YOU DON'T HAVE THE ENERGY TO MOVE A SINGLE FINGER OF YOURS AWAY FROM ME." she visibly gulped, listening to his words. Without wasting even a second, he picked her up in his arms and moved towards the bed. ｡⁠♡⁠‿⁠♡⁠｡｡⁠♡⁠‿⁠♡⁠｡｡⁠♡⁠‿⁠♡⁠｡｡⁠♡⁠‿⁠♡⁠｡ "why are you doing this? " She said sobbing badly. "I want you anyhow," he said in a cold tone. "I was going marry him," she said helplessly. "That's the reason dove, I am going to marry you " He casually asserted. "But why me? " She whispered leaving her remaining hopes. "I am not answerable to you," he said in a harsh tone. "Be ready to become Mrs. Aadrika Kabir Singhania" he said leaving the place. _______________________ Tropes ✨ ~Grumpy X Sunshine ~Mafia X engineer ~30 X 24 ~Age gap ~Office romance ~Forced marriage ~Obsessed MML _______________________ What will happen when they meet for their sibling's marriage proposal? She will be forced to marry him? Will they be able to understand each other? Indulge in this story to know more.

"I. Will. Not. Fuck you..." He pulled me against his chest. There was no lust in his eyes, not even a hint of tease,until he smirked. "What I'll do with you is called love-making. I'll worship you like my goddess... Jaan." But the need,the desire in me,didn't even consider his words. I bit my lip and, pulling him dangerously close, I spoke, "But I'll fuck you... claim you... make you mine... until you beg for mercy. Until you scream my name, Mister Husband." And with that, my lips crashed against his. Clothes between us were discarded, bare bodies colliding, moans filling the space as I rode him. It was our first time..something I never knew I always needed. I needed him. He became my addiction. My everything. Every breath, every thought... I wanted to claim, ruin, and just keep him close to me. He is 37. She is 23. He's a virgin..she's not. He knows the world through his business files: calm, poised, and disciplined. She's the fire meant to burn his calm away-the chaos he never saw coming, the goddess he'll learn to worship. Trapped in a marriage that began as a business deal, both were prisoners of circumstance... Until desire broke every wall and love rewrote every rule. It isn't just a love story. It's a tale of possession, passion, and devotion. Where desire burns deeper than sin and love dares to cross every boundary. ✨ His Mrs. Ranawat ✨ Tropes: • Age Gap • Marriage of Convenience • Dark Romance • She Fell First, He Fell Harder Note: This story contains highly descriptive sexual intimacy. With not so sweet and timid. But a sharp and dominating female lead. If you are here searching for perfect characters..This isn't a place for you! Total Chapters : 27 Started on : February 2025 Completed on : December 2025 Rated: MATURE THEME ©2025 gauri_writzz

❝Book 1 in the 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 series He spreads my folds wide, his hungry mouth latching onto my clit, sucking hard and licking expertly. My hips move on their own, riding his face as soft whimpers escape me. Just when I think I can't take any more, he shoves three fingers inside my dripping pussy, stretching me in ways that make my head spin. My walls squeeze tightly around his digits and I grind against his hand, causing Luciano to slap my thigh. "Stay still." He commands. "Luciano, please," I plead, my voice shaky. "I can't take it anymore." "So fucking needy," he mutters, his breath hot against my folds. "Richard's a heavy sleeper, so I want to hear you scream for me while I'm eating this delicious pussy, 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘢.❞ *** 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐬, a 18-year-old with a gentle nature, has always been the apple of her dad's eye. Growing up under his love and the protective shadow of his best friend, 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨, Paris felt safe and adored. Luciano was like a second father to her, or at least that's what she told herself for years. At 14, Paris' feelings shifted. What began as innocent affection deepened into a forbidden crush. She tried to bury it, telling herself it was wrong, but the emotions only grew stronger, turning into an all-consuming obsession. Now, four years later, with her father away on a business trip, Paris finds it harder than ever to hide her feelings, especially when alone with Luciano. But little does she know, Luciano, the man she idolized for so long, also has a secret obsession with her. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓: August 16-24 𝐄𝐍𝐃: December 16-24 #1 Older - September 22-24 #1 Italian - October 20-24 #1 Oldermen - October 22-24 #1 Adult - November 15-24 #1 Daddyissues - January 04-25 #1 Forbiddenromance - January 04-25 ©𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒𝐄𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬

❖═══ COMPLETED ═══❖ 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑰 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑷𝑶𝑾𝑬𝑹 & 𝑭𝑬𝑨𝑹. They says his name in whispers. A man with no mercy no weakness. I was just a mistake_ a girl who got in his way He is cruel, controlling feared by all He says he will ruin me He rules her world... will she survive? "I hate you," I told the most dangerous man of the country. He only smirked, like my fear amused him. "Hate me all you want," he said. "You still belong to me." "Let me go!" His eyes darkened. "Never." ZAVİYAR SINGH RATHORE - ZSR Feared. Ruthless. Untouchable. His name alone makes men tremble and women whisper. He is power. He is danger. And now, he wants her. IRHA KAPOOR _ Alone. Broken. Stronger than she knows. Escaping a past filled with lies, abuse, and betrayal, she thought she could run. But fate has a way of bringing the hunted straight to the predator. Top ranks ❤️ March 30, 2026 #1st enimiestolovers #2nd feared #6th controlling #8th. lovehate 26 April 2026 1st rank #devil 1st Rank #escape ❤️❤️

(#1 POSSESSION SERIES ) "I wasn't asking to be worshipped. I just wanted to be loved... not owned." - Sarah Rizvi "I don't love you, Sarah. Love is too fragile. I own you-and I always will." - Rayyansh Singh Rathore Sarah Rizvi was like a butterfly-soft, delicate, full of silent love. And Rayyansh Singh Rathore? He was the cage. She loved him since childhood. Quietly. Purely. But he never gave her love. Only took her time, her body, her presence-while coldly claiming he felt nothing. Yet when she finally gathers the courage to leave, she discovers the truth: Rayyansh may never say he loves her... But he's obsessed. Addicted. And he'll burn the world before letting his butterfly fly free. Because she was never his to love. She was always his to possess. Dive into TOXIC POSSESSION-a haunting descent into a love that never healed, only claimed, consumed, and caged. Because some men don't fall in love. They conquer it.

Advik Singh Rathore A calm controlled businessman in his late twenties. Cold to everyone except his family. Ambitious, workaholic, powerful billionaire falls in love with middle class girl. But something happens which shattered his dreams. Will he be able to get his love back? Aarohi Sharma A beautiful, cute girl who is searching for a job to be independent. But falls in love with her own boss. But destiny has some other plans. "What are you doing sir? It's not appropriate between a boss and employee" She said while trying to not look at him "It doesn't matter to me now,it is appropriate or not. I have controlled myself more than enough. I just want to know one thing, do you love me or not?" He asked while pushing her against the wall. "Sir this is not right. We should not be like this" she said closing her eyes "Do you love me? Yes or no Miss Sharma?" He asked again in his desperate voice "Yes.." in less than a second his lips met hers.

Priya's hands trembled as she tried to eat, but Rohan's eyes were fixed on her-soft, loving, terrifying. **Rohan:** "Why are your hands shaking, jaan? Is my food scaring you... or am *I*?" Priya swallowed hard. "N-No. Everything is perfect." He smiled-empty, dangerous. **Rohan:** "Good. I only want the best for what's mine." When Priya whispered, "Rohan... this isn't love," his hand tightened around hers, then loosened just enough to be gentle. **Rohan:** "If loving you is madness, then let the world burn. You're my life now. And I don't share my life with anyone." Priya's heart sank as he brushed her tears away. **Rohan:** "Smile for me, jaan. Just one smile... or I might lose my temper."

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He ruled in silence. She shook his world with a single glance. Rudraaksh Singh Rathore doesn't believe in love. He believes in power. Control. Silence. Forged in pain and blood, he built empires with a cold heart and colder hands. His past? Buried. His future? Calculated. Marriage? Just another deal... until her. Meher was not what he expected. Draped in tradition, eyes full of fire, and a heart so stubborn it refused to bow- She didn't flinch at his silence. She answered it. She didn't soften for his rage. She faced it. And somewhere between her bold innocence and quiet rebellion... Rudraaksh forgot how to be untouched. Now, the man who made demons kneel, might just fall to his knees... for the girl who was never afraid of his darkness.