Title: THE ENIGMA'S DEBT Blurb: He paid the Devil for a night of pleasure. Now the Devil has come to collect. Julian Romanov is the "Ice Prince" of Russia. Arrogant. Untouchable. And secretly dying. To the world, he is a ruthless Alpha heir. In reality, he is an abused Omega hiding his nature with illegal suppressants that are slowly poisoning his blood. One night of freedom in Italy led to the biggest mistake of his life. He slept with a stranger, left a stack of cash on the nightstand to insult him, and ran away before dawn. He thought he would never see the man again. He was wrong. The stranger was Luciano Rossi-the most feared Enigma in Europe. A man who doesn't forgive insults. And he has just arrived in Moscow to sign a deal with Julian's family. Luciano doesn't want ports. He doesn't want weapons. He pulls a crumpled, blood-stained bill out of his pocket and smiles. "You treated me like a whore, Julian. You thought you could pay for my time?" Luciano leans in, his Enigma scentm suffocating the room. "Keep your money. I'm going to take something else. I'm going to own you until you beg me to stop."

A hardworking student's life shatters when he's wrongly arrested for a crime he didn't commit. In the cold lockup, a ruthless power broker offers a lifeline: freedom in exchange for servitude. Desperation forces the innocent into a world of shadow, where secrets are leverage and the cost of survival is far greater than he ever imagined.

In a traditional Indian household, Yohan Bedi has always been the golden boy-youngest child, overprotected, and smothered with expectations. So when his family arranges his marriage to a girl he barely knows, Yohan snaps. In a reckless midnight moment, he approaches Sarvansh Malhotra-an intimidating CEO with a mysterious aura-and proposes something wild: pretend to be my boyfriend, so my family will finally disown me. Except... they don't. Instead, his conservative family shocks him by accepting the relationship-gay and all. Now trapped in a fake relationship with a man he barely knows, Yohan is forced to play the part of the devoted lover. But the lines between fake and real start to blur when he discovers there's more to Sarvansh than just his cold exterior-and maybe, just maybe, he's falling for him. What happens when a fake love becomes the realest thing in a world that refuses to understand it?

𝔖𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔡 ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 # 𝟏 𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 💜 ✧· · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · ·✧ Avinash Vora has always been the steady one. Who shows up without being asked, who carried everyone else's pain like they were his own. But beneath the composure lives a boy who has been keeping the most dangerous secret of his life - one that has no name and absolutely no business existing between best friends. Varun Menon was never supposed to feel this way. Charming, guarded and devastatingly composed, he had spent years convincing the world - and himself - that he was untouchable. He swore to never love again, but somewhere between childhood and now, his best friend became the one exception. They have been each other's constants for over a decade. Through heartbreak, ambition, grief and the beautiful chaos of growing up. What they have always called friendship, has been quietly becoming something neither of them has the courage to say out loud. But loving each other was never the hardest part. It was what came after. The secrets that surfaced. The hands that pull them apart and the price that someone else has already decided they should pay. They didn't choose this. But they could not outrun it either. Years later when fate finally brings them together - will what they had built be strong enough to survive what it cost them ? ✧· · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · ·✧ 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝐸𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ 🫶 𝐻𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 🎵

Him- he is my strength, my voice, my warrior. Me- woh mera ghar, mera sukoon

MXM , FAMOUS ACTORS. THIS BOOK HAS FLUFF, YEARNING AND A LOT OF IDIOTS IN LOVE . - 🎀 "𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝙰𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚟, 𝚜𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚢"- Vivaan grinned softly rubbing his cheek Mumbai never sleeps- but Vivaan Raichand been trying to. He's calm, collected, and maybe just a little bit emotionally constipated. The golden boy who stopped shining, the actor who hates the spotlight but can't ever escape it. His life's a script he didn't choose to read anymore. Enter Aarav Malhotra- he's loud where vivaan's quiet, smiles too wide, laughs too much, and loves like it's his full-time job. He's not the son of a actor.......just somrone who runs a kirana store......, but fame hit him differently-it made him softer, kinder, maybe too kind for his own good. They shouldn't work. They really shouldn't. Now it's late nights, quiet drives to Marine Drive, jealous glares across crowded parties, and the ache of 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚢wanting someone who sees right through your walls. Because well.....fame changes everything.... but love changes the world. And mabye.......aarav wants it.

The cheerful and simple boy wanted nothing much with his life..... Just a normal job after graduating from university..... And a decent life...... every story has one villain....This story has Villains.... How come his life is turned into this..... A mess.... A shame...... He became a shameful existence...... A toyboy..... All his dreams were shattered..... Betrayal, obsession and their dirty sickening hands.... Dragging him into a hell of nerve wracking pleasure..... A pleasure he hates to death...... WARNINGS :- BxB Heavy Angst Obsession Possessiveness Forced behaviour R*pe Incest Bullying Threesome Torture Regret Betrayal NOT MY OWN WORK....... STORY AND PLOT ARE NOT MINE.....

A fake priest and a Sicilian mob boss at odds. What could possibly go wrong? *** Roman is a life long slacker and a hardcore gambling addict. After learning there's a hit on him, not to mention his fiancé just dumped him two days before their wedding, Roman is desperate and on the run from loan sharks. Ending it all on a bridge seems like the only option until he meets a stranger who convinces him to participate in an unlikely heist, wherein Roman poses as a newly ordained priest only to rob St Francis Xavier Cathedral 50 million euros. On paper the plan sounds solid. However, Roman quickly discovers he's in more than he'd bargained for when the robbery attracts full attention of a very much pissed off Cosa Nostra boss, Santino Bertinelli.

❝ Why would an Italian CEO settle for anything less, especially for a narcissistic, playboy Russian motorcycle driver? ❞ [18+] 𝐂𝐈𝐑𝐔𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐋𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐎𝐕 is unfamiliar with the concept of love. For him, only sex exists-preferably rough, heterosexual encounters. He spends his time riding motorcycles, flirting with women or hanging out in his workshop with his friends. As a member of the illegal racing club "Phantom Z" he holds the title "King" due to his undefeated streak-until one day, someone challenges and defeats him. 𝐓𝐇𝐄́𝐎 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈 is a billionaire who drowns himself in work to escape his own thoughts. He owns luxurious estates, elegant suits, and expensive watches. He has everything yet his past clings to him like a haunting memory, draining him of all emotion. However, after meeting a certain man, Théo realizes that perhaps he still has feelings left. What happens when their hatred towards each other is replaced by a profound, undeniable love that turns their worlds upside down, leaving them awash in unfamiliar emotions . . . 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 © 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔

Rohan died for a lack of sugar, only to wake up in a world of honeyed poison. Reborn as Ruhana Nuri Zain, the "second daughter" of a fallen duchy, he is now the unwanted bride of the iron-fisted Sultan Azamaar Sher Surah. In a court where the Queen Mother's word is law and the shadows have eyes, Rohan carries a secret that could turn his wedding robes into a funeral shroud. He knows the ending of this story.... the rain, the stones, and the blood. To survive, he must rewrite a tragedy before the ink dries on his own grave. Rohan ~ The gods gave me a man's heart and a woman's name, then draped them both in the red silk of a sacrificial lamb. In this city of lions, to be found is to be finished.... but to stay hidden is to die a slow, silent death under the weight of a crown that was never meant for my head....