He traced the cold muzzle from my forehead, slowly dragging it down the bridge of my nose, past my lips, and resting it squarely against my chest, right over my hammering heart. "Tell me, Detective Shaiba," he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. "You had me in your sights. You had the power to end this entire 'Architect' mystery tonight. Why didn't you fire?" "I..." My voice failed me. I was shivering, not from the cold, but from the terrifying proximity of his heat. "I don't know." "You don't know," he echoed, a dark, dangerous hum in his throat. He leaned forward, his voice dropping into a low, predatory growl. "You have no idea what kind of thoughts are running through my mind right now, seeing you standing here at my mercy." My breath hitched. "W-what thoughts?" "Like how much I want to fuck you right here. Bare, exposed, and completely at my mercy," he said, the words blunt and shocking. He pinned me against the the car, the weight of his body crushing the air from my lungs. _________________________________________ "Sometimes life takes sudden turns, doesn't it?" Destiny has a cruel way of forcing us to face the very things we've spent years avoiding. For Naina, life was supposed to be about goals and a fresh start. But you can't outrun a shadow that has been following you for five years. The boy who once ruled the school now rules the city's underworld. He has returned as a ghost of ruin, and he's not here to negotiate. He's here to claim the only thing he never truly let go of. This is a journey of obsession, deception, and hidden truths: The Past: A game of hearts where the hunter became the prey. The Present: A detective hunting for the truth, only to realize she's been the target all along. Will Naina solve the mystery of her lost love, or will she be swallowed by the dark intensity of the man she once knew? In a game of separation and reunion, will destiny grant them a happy ending, or are they destined to remain a tragic memory?

~To the boys, who have never experienced love before, this one's for you all~ 1950s. ***Story contains mature scenes and Hindi phrases which are not translated in english*** Abhisar Singh. His life is too messed up with his insecurities related to himself, because of his past life. Until she comes, and washes off all his insecurities by kissing all his past wounds. Peep in, to read and explore Abhisar's journey!!!

🥀 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐘 🦋 "In the game of power, love is the deadliest trap." ◍ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄 This is a tale where every limit of friendship is crossed and every boundary of love is rewritten. It is the story of a boy who will teach her how to fall... and a girl who will show her own soul what it means to be worthy. One will make you fall in love. The other will make you realize your self-worth. ✨💗 ◍ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 ⚔️ 𝐇𝐄 | 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐛ENDING 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐑 He is the king of his own world. Cold, rude, and a workaholic whose heart is made of stone until it beats for her. To the world, he is a storm; to her, he is utterly helpless. 𝐒𝐇𝐄 | 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 Born a Princess, but crowned a Queen by her family. She is cryptic, a sensible soul with the temper of an Angry Bird and a heart shielded by iron walls. Protective, fierce, and beautiful-but she has one rule: She does not trust a man. ◍ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄 🗝️ The Past: A chain that refuses to break. The Trust: A glass mirror already shattered. The Question: Will they overcome the shadows of their history, or will they remain prisoners of their own secrets? Will he be the one to heal her trust, or will the past burn them both to ashes? ◍ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓: ✨ Intense Romance | 🤝 Limitless Friendship | 🩸 Deep Secrets | 🦋 Self-Discovery

Fate has its own way of compelling events. Arhaan Oberoi Cold. Manipulative. Ruthless. "I am The King of my empire, but my heart, soul and every cell of my existence are conquered by HER." Arisha Kapoor The Oldest daughter. Silent. Techie. "God help me, I am making a deal with The devil, who turns into a saint only for ME." What starts as a secret-marriage of convenience hidden from the world with a strict "no feelings involved" turns into a devotion of love and tingles of obsession where even angels up in the clouds are envious of their undying love. But what happens when the same fate that brought them together also reveals each other's darkest secrets and traumas? Will they still embrace each other? Will their love be able to overcome the harsh truths that fate throws at them? Or will the twists and turns of fate tear their love apart and become the cause of their doom? Fate is beautiful but at the same time, it can be cruel in its own way. What does fate have for them? He's used to getting what he wants and she's used to being invisible. What happens when he refuses to let her stay hidden? The world sees him as the devil but she sees him for what he really is. Dive into the story of Arhaan and Arisha, where their hearts and lives become entangled messily but the flame of their love refuses to die. (Don't forget to read the blurb to get some snippets of the book😉.) The tropes of the book are : ♡Billionaire Romance ♡Secret Marriage ♡Marriage of Convenience ♡Boss x Employee ♡Morally Gray ML x Silent/Introvert FL ♡Slow burn ♡Angst ♡Age gap (5 years) ♡NewYork x Mumbai ♡Business man x Techie FL ♡Possessive ML & FL ♡Hurt her and you die😫🤌🏻 ♡He falls first x both fall harder ♡Grovelling ♡Redemption Airing from 19th March 26.

[COMPLETE] [IN NEED OF EDITING] "He won't satisfy you like I will darling you know why? Because he's not me and you're not his slut. You're mine" "Answer him Adora or so help me you won't cum" Reid landed a spank to Adora's already sore ass. "R-Reid I can't fuck I can't" he locked his fingers into her curly hair pulling her up continuously slamming himself into her. "Be a good girl for me Adora and pick up the phone" he said lowly in her ear, filling her up. Adora reached over for the phone still feeling her orgasm building up. His hand reaches around her to rub her clit. "Adora baby where are you?" ➪ Adora Rose married to Theodore Hunt one would call him a momma's boy, their marriage is simple, problems she cannot handle. Their sex life is absolutely nothing Adora wants, she learns more about her sexual desires when Theo suggest a sex therapist. But he hires the best sex therapist in the country Reid Romano who introduces Adora to the world of BDSM. Adora fell for his charm even trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could ignore the temptation that came along with it. cover by RoseEmiliaSnape ✍︎︎ highest rankings #1 in therapist !! #1 in bwwm #1 in good girl #1 in affair #1 in secretrelationship #1 in bdsmrelationship #1 in sexual frustration #1 in submissive #1 in possessive #1 in darling #1 in mature #2 in jealousy #3 in ongoing #4 in love

It was Gulaal's first day after marriage. After completing her Teej fast and rituals, she entered her husband's room-only to see her husband with another woman. CM Rana Sarvagya Singh Shekhawat was on the bed, holding his girlfriend in his arms. The sight shocked Gulaal so much that the puja thali slipped from her hands. Hearing the noise, Sarvagya and his girlfriend turned to look at her. "You-you are the same girl whom Sarvagya bought for himself?" His Girlfriend Damisha, staring at Gulaal's frightened face, continued mockingly, "Why, does it hurt to see another woman in your husband's arms? Actually, this Rana-sa isn't really a husband at all..." Hearing her, Gulaal's anger flared. Looking straight at her husband, she said bitterly: "I don't even consider a man who goes around sleeping here and there as a man. Such a person is called a dog." Saying this, she walked away to her own room where the servants also lived. She went to remove her jewelry at the table-when suddenly, she realized someone had closed the door behind her. Before she could even turn around, someone grabbed her by the waist and pressed their lips hard against hers.

Maysa Jaleel is a south asian mafia queen carved from vengeance and steel, ruling her empire with a mind sharper than any blade. Burak Ghazi is her sworn enemy-the king of a rival syndicate, forged in fire and known for burning kingdoms to ash. Their blood feud has shaped the streets for years. But when war threatens to destroy everything they've built, a strategic marriage is the only way to stop the slaughter. Now bound by a truce neither of them wants, Maysa and Burak must navigate a union steeped in distrust, resentment, and blistering tension. Behind closed doors, their marriage is a battlefield-each word a weapon, each glance a challenge. Because in this war, love isn't the weakness. Mercy is.

𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭. ​ 𝐀𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐥. 𝐀𝐭 (28), 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝-𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐨 "𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬" 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐨 "𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲". 𝐓𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝-𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫. ​ 𝐀𝐭 (22), 𝐀𝐲𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐣𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐚 "𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐤𝐢𝐧" 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫

⋆𐔌𝐑𝐇𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐌𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ~ 𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤.ᐟ ₊ ꒱ For those who love, ❝she wanted to be someone's khawaish and not someone's need... unknown of the fact she was his everything❞ Kind of trope. ★ ────── · · ⋆.𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓶𝓪 -A simple middle-class girl, with a heart as pure as chasni and a tongue sharp as a scissor. She believed she had failed in everything she ever tried-whether it was friendship, being the perfect student, the ideal daughter, or winning the love of her crush. At just an 11th grader, she was already earning for her family by teaching younger kids. Balancing studies, responsibilities, and her own silent battles wasn't easy, yet she kept fighting. She was a - "Chahun mai ya na" girl. 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ───── 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝓞𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓲 ˙⋆. -Everyone saw him as nothing more than a rich, spoiled kid. But beneath those expensive jackets and that mask of a teasing smile, he carried scars he believed would never heal. What he craved wasn't wealth or admiration, but something far simpler - attention and love, feelings he had never truly known. He didn't long to be loved; he longed to feel loved. He was a - "tu jane na" boy. ⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣ ‧₊˚✧ She didn't buy her important biology notes cause she wanted to gift him something he can treasure forever on their last day. Unknown of how he didn't sleep for two months so that he can write all the notes for her, knowing how she never took things bought from someone else's money. "tumhe to sitare pasand nahi the..." she said teasingly, while sitting beside him. "tumse nahi mila tha kabhi" He replied staring in her eyes, hoping to see her smile she did.

Shifted to scroll stack ravevenXy "Tayyari karo ." he said, standing. "Agli baar main apni dulhan bana ke le jaunga"