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I Married His Brother by Belleame001
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She was meant to marry the Younger brother. Meera's wedding to Aarav was supposed to be simple - a match arranged by two powerful families. But hours before the vows, Aarav disappears, leaving behind whispers, disgrace, and a broken bride. To protect their name, Veer Pratap Singh - the elder brother no one ever expected - is forced to take his place at the mandap. Cold. Commanding. A complete stranger. She became his wife in a moment of shame. He took her hand in silence. But his eyes? They never asked permission. Now, in a marriage born of duty, she's trapped with a man who doesn't speak of love... But watches her like she's already his. And the scariest part? Maybe she already is. Tropes🌟 Age gap romance Marriage of convenience Intense slow burn Fiancee elder brother Family honor Replaced groom Protective husband Healer to each other Shy FL X Calm Composed ML I am yours
The Heart KNOWS | Ongoing | Vihaan×Indhu by Author_indhu
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#Book1 of The Heart Series (English and Tanglish) VIHAAN MALHOTRA × INDHU RAJAN "That's what you do, isn't it?" His voice was sharp, edged with something dangerously close to anger. I frowned. What the hell is he talking about? "What-" I started, but he cut me off. "Always craving attention. From everyone... from every man-"The words barely left his mouth before my hand struck his cheek. A sharp slap, loud in the quiet room. Wow. Four years. Four whole years since I last saw him, and the first thing I do? Slap my first love. Great. Just great. ──── ୨୧ ──── Indhu walked away from love, heartbreak, and the boy who once shielded her in the rain, Vihaan. He was her first love, the one she believed never saw her the same way. What she thought was an unrequited crush turned into a painful memory, marked by misunderstandings and unresolved emotions. They met again through the wedding of Indhu's best friend, Aadya and Vihaan's older brother Arnav, an event that should have been a happy beginning but instead left her heartbroken. Convinced she had moved on, she built a life on her own terms-until Vihaan reappeared. Vihaan, cold and unreadable, never let anyone get close-especially not Indhu. He buried his feelings, mistaking distance for control. But when the truth behind their past finally comes to light, he refuses to let her slip away again. Now bound to the man she tried to forget, Indhu finds herself trapped between past wounds and present desires. And as possessive tension, lingering resentment, and years of unspoken longing collide, she fights to guard her heart while Vihaan struggles to claim what was always his. But in a game of denial and temptation, who will surrender first? ──── ୨୧ ──── (This is my first book, so there may be a few mistakes or small inconsistencies, but it won't affect the reading. I'll be fixing everything once the book is completed❤️😭)
Caged In His Arms by NMAReads
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He pinned me against the wall, his hand on my throat and his lips on my neck. 'Run,' he said. 'I'll just drag you back.' I should hate him. I'm terrified of him. So why does my body betray me every time he whispers my name? He warned me once: "This city protects me, not you." Now I believe him. When I went to the police to escape Aleksandr Markov's relentless obsession, my sister was framed and locked up. When I tried to run, he bought my workplace and became my boss. When I begged him to let me go, he whispered in my ear with his lips pressed to my neck: "You're mine, My little dove. Struggle all you want-I'll keep you until you stop fighting... or until you break." But the scariest part? The longer I'm trapped in his cage, the less I want to leave. A billionaire villain. A powerless heroine. A game of power, obsession, and desire where losing means surrendering everything-including your heart.
Desired By The Mafia by Your_First_Crush
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Luciano King The most powerful mafia in the whole world...one of the richest and sexiest man in the world ..He started killing from a young age and cared for no one ,his stone hearted...got a body of a hot model and looks of a greek god but he doesn't has one thing which he desire the most (love) his a man with a very bad past ..past that is very bitter Catherine Knights She's a kind girl who cares for everyone , a girl whose always happy ,carefree but has a past ..past that gives her nightmares ...she has everything a girl can ask for prefect hourglass figure, a beautiful face, job, bestfriends , money but she wants only one thing (love) she doesn't have a family but she's happy that way... what happens when Luciano lays his eyes on Catherine and wants to make her his?? will Catherine accept a Mafia's love and give a chance or will she run ??? After secrets are exposed what shall happen?? Read To Find Out ---------------------------------------------------------------------- "Don't talk,touch or look at any man catherine",he said in a dangerous voice . His cherry lips touching my ear every time he speaks making butterfly appear in my stomach. God his so close I can smell his body cologne and it turns me on. "W-Why ", I asked in a small voice. Where's my confidently. "Because you're MINE", he said placing small kiss on my collarbone. His continued kissing me as if he owned me or we are some normal couple who have been dating from a long time. I need to stop this but I don't want him to stop it's like body needs him. no no no snap out of it. "Iam not yours", i tried to sound confident but it came out in a small baby voice. As if a 9 year old is complaining. His grip on my waist got more tight and what he did next horrified me. He- .....Read To Find Out..... Warning: This book has a lot of gramnar and spelling error so please read at your risk and please don't leave rude comments...