His gaze raked over her, a predatory gleam in his eyes as he drank in the sight of her trembling form. Dark locks cascaded down her back, a stark contrast to the pale skin of her neck, which seemed to beg for his touch. He reached up, fingers tangling in her hair as he yanked her head back, exposing the vulnerable column of her throat. His lips hovered inches from her pulse point, his breath hot enough to raise goosebumps along her skin. With his other hand, he grasped her hip possessively, pulling her flush against him. She could feel every hard plane of his body, the evidence of his desire pressing insistently against her stomach. "Anjali..." He purred, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. "You're mine now, all mine. And I'm going to take my time claiming every part of you." He nipped at her earlobe before trailing open mouthed kisses down the side of her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin. One hand slid up her side, cupping the swell of her breast through the thin fabric of her shirt. He captured her lips in a searing kiss, swallowing her gasp as he hoisted her up effortlessly. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, the heat of her core pressing against his straining erection. "That's it, baby,"he growled against her mouth, grinding his hips into hers. "I can feel how much you need this, how badly you crave my cock splitting you open." He carried her to the nearby table, sweeping its contents to the floor with a crash. Laying her down on the cold surface, he settled between her thighs, the bulge of his arousal nestling perfectly against her clothed part. Marco with a Smirk"Now you will understand who owns you" ---- Marco D'peter X Mitra Anjali. Ice X Fire Ruthless X Soft Calm big husband X Angry Short wife She says" I hate you" He replies with a Smirk"No you don't" Kissed her forehead

"𝑩𝒂𝒂𝒌𝒊 𝒔𝒂𝒃 𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒉 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒑𝒌𝒐 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒂 𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒂" he said, pinning her on the wall behind her. he paused as if calculating his own words, "𝑳𝒆𝒌𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒑𝒌𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒋𝒉𝒔𝒆 𝒌𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒈𝒂..??" His voice low, husky. Something dark passed his eyes, raw, undeniable...

"चलो जी आज साफ़-साफ़ कहता हूँ इतनी सी बात है, "मुझे तुम से प्यार है" मुझे तुम से प्यार है" _______ "Two hearts bounded by the past, fell for each other only to discover they were meant to be forever" _______ She doesn't have any one in her life but by the time unknowingly 𝙝𝙚 became her life ••••••••• He who believes he doesn't need anyone in his life falls for 𝙝𝙚𝙧, she became his everything

"Love isn't gentle. It's obsessive. Consuming. Dangerous. And for her, I'd burn kingdoms." She was invisible- a college intern drowning in code and silence, brilliant but broken by the very people who should have loved her. Neglected. Scarred. Surviving on faith alone. He was untouchable- the King of Rajasthan by day, WRAITH by night. Cold-hearted. Ruthless. A man who spoke in silences and ruled in shadows. Until he saw her. From the moment Aparna Tripathi walked into his office, Reyansh Singh Rai knew one truth with absolute certainty: She would be his. Not as an intern. Not as an assistant. As his queen. This is about a girl learning she's worth fighting for. This is about a king who'd destroy empires to keep her safe. This is about how love doesn't just heal-it consumes, transforms, and saves. One glance. One touch. One vow. He carries a love he'd wage war for. He's the king who kneels for no one-except her. She's the girl who's never been chosen-until him. She is - 'I eat coffee ☕' girl He is - 'diet nhi ruk ni chiye' men (Diet should not stop) Read if you crave: Morally grey kings • Protective obsession • Forced proximity • Touch-her-and-die energy • Trauma healing through love • Slow burn meets wildfire • Faith, family, and forever ✨ TROPES THAT WILL WRECK YOU: Mafia × Hacker Royalty × Self-Made Boss × Employee Forced Marriage Grumpy × Emotionless He Fell First & Harder - Obsessed from the first glance. Ruined from the first touch.

"Yeh ishq haaye baithe bithaye jannat dikhaye haa-" ISHAAN MAHESHWARI- An introvert, calm, and ambitious guy studies in class 12.He was the kind of boy who never needed to speak much-his presence was enough. An introvert by nature, he kept his world quiet and disciplined, choosing books over people, and dreams over distractions. Being the Head Boy of the school wasn't just a title for him; it was a responsibility he carried with calm confidence. In fact, he never paid attention to love - it simply wasn't a priority in his world. ANAYA SINGH- Anaya is the kind of girl who can turn a silent classroom into a comedy show without even trying. Loud laughter, quick comebacks, and a dramatic "ugh" for every small inconvenience - she's a walking, talking firecracker of chaos. Makes friends in seconds. But when it comes to studies? Zero focus. One minute she opens her book, next minute she's narrating a random story, or hum ming a song, or arguing about something totally unnecessary. 🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷🪷 "I may not say much, but every quiet moment I spend with you is my way of saying... I love you."ISHAAN MAHESHWARI Even your quiet words mean the world to me."ANAYA SINGH Read the story for know more. #1 on 3 jan #5 on 4 jan #8 on 5 jan #11 on 12 jan #1 on 20 jan #2 on 23 jan #3 on 28 jan #2 on 11feb #1 on 21 feb

Ten years ago, Arjun and Saloni were just teenagers. They loved each other like kids-messy, intense, and unfinished. A break up that should've been forgotten. A love that never left. Now ten years later, they are neighbours, adults, and strangers agian. They agree to fake a relationship for convenience. But the quite between them isn't peaceful, it's full of things left unsaid. And Arjun Sighania? He never stopped loving her. He still loves her. Not like a want. Like a need-a breath he can't live without. Beneath all the romance, something darker begins to stir. Because not all whispers are harmless. And not all silence is peaceful. They broke each other once. Will they do it again.... quietly?

𝓚𝓪𝓲𝓼𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓽𝓪𝔂𝓮 𝓴𝔂𝓾𝓷 𝓽𝓾𝓳𝓱𝓴𝓸 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓱𝓮 𝓨𝓪𝓪𝓻𝓪 𝓫𝓪𝓽𝓪 𝓷𝓪 𝓹𝓪𝓪𝔂𝓮... 𝓑𝓪𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓲𝓷 𝓭𝓲𝓵𝓸𝓷 𝓴𝓲 𝓭𝓮𝓮𝓴𝓱𝓸 𝔃𝓾𝓫𝓪𝓷 𝓴𝓲 𝓐𝓪𝓷𝓴𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝓾𝓳𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓶𝓳𝓱𝓪𝔂𝓮𝓷... 𝓣𝓾 𝓳𝓪𝓪𝓷𝓮 𝓷𝓪... 𝓣𝓾 𝓳𝓪𝓪𝓷𝓮 𝓷𝓪 💖 ✨ 𝐀 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐀 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 ✨ She's the Topper Girl who believed she would never fall in love again. He's the Backbencher Boy who thinks love is just timepass. 🌑 𝓗𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓸𝔂 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓫𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓬 📖 𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼 𝓯𝓾𝓵𝓵 𝓸𝓯 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓯𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 But this isn't just one story- it's a journey of many hearts. Friendship, jealousy, heartbreak, and the first taste of love all collide in the hallways of a school where every glance feels like destiny. From "I will never love someone else" to "I cannot live without him"- this is a teenage romance that will make you laugh, cry, and believe in love all over again. 「 𝐀 𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 • 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 • 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢-𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞 」 Three sisters, their way of approaching love, their story, ohh sorry - their love stories and much more..........

"Not everyone who leaves is truly gone. Some stay in the smallest fragments of your life. A story about emotions, memories, and the things we can't let go of."

Some Love Stories aren't meant to heal... They are meant to destroy. Vyomi Kaul was a girl made of silence and unsaid emotions. Aryaveer Singh Rathore was a man who never believed in love - only control. When their worlds collide, it won't be a fairytale. It will be obsession, pain, and a love that feels like a curse. In a story where hearts don't just break... they shatter... Will love survive or ... will it ruin them completely? ...... Yeh Rooh ka Ishq hai .... Rehmat nahi, ek khamosh shraap hai