Godlike Ruthless king × his obsessive desire Armaan Singh a rebellious boy from 2025.The Apple of his parents eye, born with a golden spoon in his mouth, he never faced any problems in his life. He is like a free bird refusing to be caged. He is often compared with moon. What will happen when accidentally he will be transmigrated to one if the books his best friend has given him to read? What will happen when he will catch the eye of the male lead of the story? At last what will happen he suddenly starts noticing changes in his body? " Hume jo cheez ek baar pasand aa gyi usse hum kaise bhi hasil kr hi lete hai , chahe woh koi saman ho ya koi insaan " (The thing which I start liking I make it mine either by hook or crook, I don't care if it is a thing or a person) "Apki khoobsurti ne hum mohh liya hai, apne bina kuch kiye hume apna deewana bna liya hai hamare Chand " (Your beauty has enchanted me - without doing anything, you've made me fall madly in love with you, my moon. )

Two men. Two empires. Two predators circling each other in a world where desire is a chain sharper than steel. Brian Black - enigma, billionaire pilot, untouchable. Evans Woods - alpha, food mogul, untamed. Both dominant. Both ruthless. Both aching for something they'll never admit. When obsession sparks at an airport gate, their lives spiral into a game of control, lust, and dangerous submission. In the end, only one truth remains- even the strongest chains break when desire burns too hot.

Alexander White doesn't believe in soulmates. He just doesn't think a tattoo should be able to tell you who is the right one for you. But once he finds out that three very intimidating men by the names Rowan Sharp, Joseph Ellis and Matthew Barlowe are his soulmates it turns everything upside down.

"You shouldn't have called me a dog; I'll make you regret that. Prepare yourself "Sparky" because when we get home I'll make you beg." His eyes were dark and mischievous and I felt my heartbeat speed up a little. "Sparky? Really doggie, you couldn't come up with something better? And as for the begging... not really my thing." I smiled at him and tried to sound calm. Alex gave me an amused look and an evil grin before he answered: "We'll see about that won't we?" Ash is a seventeen-year old boy who is living with his abusive foster-dad until the day when he's asked to go to the store and the three Alphas' of the Fair moon pack get their eyes on him. The three Alphas' instantly recognize Ash as their mate but since he's only human Ash tries to run and ends up getting kidnapped by the most dangerous and respected Alphas' in the country. Will Ash learn to submit to them or will his constant attempts to run push the possessive Alphas' to take him and claim him, with or without his consent?

"Who Made Me A Princess?" was a story which was for the Lovely Princess Athanasia. I loved as how she had gone through everything to survive, and after everything she had gotten a happy ending. I was very satisfied with reading that. But, what kind of moronic twist ended up placing me in that story as a character which was never portrayed in the story in the first place? The existence which was shrouded in darkness was suddenly brought to light and the story now took a very different turn because this character not only holds the key to the future but also has ties with the past. There's also a person from the past whom she has to keep a promise with and a revenge to exact. What will happen with Amara when she'll realize that she's someone who was supposed to be there in the story but because of Black Magic her existence was erased? She'd have to fight with everything in order to protect her sister and father from the conspiracy of the one who had killed her in her past life. But with her being the one in the center of the curse will she have her happy ending? All the characters belong to the original creator of "Who Made Me A Princess?" only the OC belongs to me. I hope you'll enjoy this fanfiction.

He Can Kill Me, and I'll Thank Him Summary: Shashwat Raizada is not a man. He is a verdict. Cold, ruthless, and carved out of violence, he speaks only when someone's life is about to end. The underworld knows him as a king with blood on his hands and no mercy in his eyes. Emotions are weaknesses. Attachments are liabilities. Love is a myth for people who want to die. Then one day, his loyal driver brings his son to the mansion. Aarav is nothing like the world Shashwat rules. soft-spoken, wide-eyed, and painfully innocent-he moves through life with the fragile sincerity of a child who never learned how cruel the world can be. He smiles too easily. Trusts too quickly. And looks at Shashwat Raizada like he's not a monster... but a person. It should have meant nothing. But in a house built on fear, Aarav becomes a quiet disturbance. A warmth Shashwat never asked for. A weakness he should have crushed the moment he noticed it. Instead, he starts protecting him. Watching him. Losing control over things he has ruled all his life. The underworld whispers that the devil has found something to love. Aarav doesn't know why the most dangerous man in the city keeps him close. Doesn't know why his shadows follow him, why his enemies disappear, why his room is suddenly the safest place in the mansion. He only knows one terrifying truth: If Shashwat Raizada ever decides to destroy him... he would still thank him for choosing him. A dark, slow-burn romance where obsession feels like protection, protection feels like a cage, and love is the most dangerous weakness of all.

Rudra pov Sun was losing its shine and dissolving in sea and with it I was losing hope and my freedom. I never thought in my entire life that I had to leave everything, but it would be in vain and at that very moment I realize that Running doesn't mean escaping but stopping isn't an option. In an apartment near sea, I was being cornered in my room, the place which was my save heaven for few years feels like a prison, air suddenly feels heavy as if sensing the turmoil of my heart, temperature changed ,dropping by several Celsius like my blood pressure because they were here- my lovers, my husbands, my jailers, my poisons. Three years ago, I ran away from them, leaving the life behind I had known but standing in front of them make it feels like it was all wasted. Like my freedom was an illusion and now the time of waking up has arrived. A loud breathing broke me from my thoughts, and he steps closer and said, "still trying to run Jaan" and moved closer, closing the distance between us. I took several steps back and my back hit a chest. Suddenly a pair of hands wrapped around me, making it impossible to move and then a breath came at my ear "don't fight us baby, accept the truth." I was trapped from both side and apprehended that now no option is left, there is no path which led to my freedom. author's note - hi guys please support my story, this is my first time writing something. And i am also a school going student so pls also give me suggestion to write.

Laws are written in ink, but loyalty is written in trust. Only those who rule Obelia know which to keep alive. Being reborn was never part of the plan. Yet Alaric wakes up as the star of Obelia, carrying memories that do not belong to a child. . . . . . I wrote this a long time go and decided to post it, rather than letting it rot. This is a completely OC-centric story thats lore heavy, and has a main focus on imperial politics and made up lore. Anything not apart of the main story of wmmap is mine alone, I came up with these ideas. My updates will be frequent so hope you enjoy reading!!