❝𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒕, 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚?❞ _____________________________ Sidharth never wanted this marriage. Trapped by circumstances and haunted by a past he didn't want to face, he told himself it was only a duty. But Noor-silent, simple Noor-was something he couldn't ignore. Her presence stirred something in him, her quietness louder than his own chaos. She never asked for anything, yet she made him face the parts of himself he wanted to forget. And as his walls started to fall, he hated that he wanted her-that he needed the warmth of someone he was never meant to have. As time went on, He began to behave in ways that were antithetical to his initial intentions. He found himself doing everything he had once vowed never to do with his wife. He became the very husband he had despised. He started to crave more, an insatiable desire that gnawed at his soul for her. And then nothing seems to satisfy his aching soul other than his arranged wife's one smile. ●An Indian arranged marriage romance. #Book-1 in #His bride series. (A standalone book) ●Bᴏᴏᴋ ɪs ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ Dᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪɢʜʟʏ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʟɪɢʜᴛ BDSM. (Have a lot of grammatical and spelling mistakes.) ╰┈➤Started on: 28 April 2024 Author♥️

It is a 18+ story, has 18+ words. It is a Manan. It is a Mature story. Do read if you're comfortable. Don't complain about my story.

_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. THIS STORY IS WRITTEN WITH THE HELP OF "AI",BUT STORY LINE IS MY OWN. Please read whole story.male lead have a really good character development This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!

Prologue - "Strip." He ordered in a deep, dominating voice. Her eyes widened in shock at her husband's words, tears streaming down her cheeks. He was nothing short of a beast, ready to unleash his wrath. "I... please... just listen to me... once," she stammered, her voice trembling as more tears fell from her beautiful eyes. She gazed at her husband, whose anger was already at its peak. "I won't repeat myself, wifey. Strip, or should I tear off your beautiful saree myself?" His commanding tone sent shivers down her spine. "Please... aap... ek baar meri baat-" she began, her voice pleading. But before she could finish, he roared, "Just f**king shut up!" The sheer force of his words made her flinch where she stood. ----- What happens when two opposites poles collide and bound together in an Eternal Bond of marriage? Will Aarohi navigate Reyansh's possessiveness and unravel the mysteries of his enigmatic personality? Will Reyansh's obsession for her overpower the love blossoming in his heart?

#Top 3 in India (14/6/26) "Thakur Sahab..." she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper, breathless, unsteady. And next, without letting her know her fingers made it's way to his hair, clutching it got life, for newly known pleasure! The way she said his name-so delicate, yet laced with something she herself didn't understand-sent a jolt of satisfaction through Randheer. His smirk deepened against her skin. He soothed the bite with a slow, deliberate kiss, his warm lips brushing over the mark he had left behind. He wanted her to remember this moment, to feel his presence long after he was gone. "Shh, Jaan.." he murmured, his voice husky, intoxicating. "You'll wake the whole house..your brothers will know, that you are having haldi ceremony with me..in this way" And the irony..She fell for the very man her brothers despised to the core.. ⚠️ Mature content ahead! Proceed with caution. What happens when a sweet, bubbly girl falls for a ruthless man? Dive into the story where her Thakur Sahab is her devotion, and she is his obsession. ✔️ Forced Marriage ✔️ Sweet yet Intense Romance ✔️ Age Gap Love Story ✔️ A Strong Female Lead ✔️ She Fell First, He Fell Harder

⚠️ Mature Content Ahead... © Copyrighted... All Rights Reserved... Season Two of the beloved series Nikkah: A Love Story , the story that made every reader fall for Sidharth Sheikh Ahmed & Shehnaazz Mirza. Shehnaazz Mirza was the kind of girl who blushed at her own shadow , soft-spoken, shy like the moonlight, and untouched by the world's cruelty. And he... Sidharth Sheikh Ahmed - the Chief Minister. A man carved from power and silence. Feared by crowds. Obeyed by enemies. Respected as Sarkar. No one dared to look into his eyes... But she did. With fear. With innocence. With a softness he never knew he needed. Their nikkah was written in their destiny Which is most beautiful thing in their lives. The man who never had time for love... the man who believed relationships were distractions... fell the hardest. For her. Only her. Behind closed doors, the world's strongest man turns gentle. He watches her blush, and hear her innocence filled of questions.. and loses himself in the innocence that belongs only to him. But love this intense never comes without storms. Enemies rise. Politics turn dangerous. Her safety becomes his weakness. And his possessiveness becomes her strength...their love turned deeper then anyone can imagine... Two souls .. one shy, another powerful... one calm , anthor Strom .... This isn't just a nikkah. It's a promise. A fire. A bond written by destiny itself. Welcome to Season Two.... where love becomes obsession, and Shehnaazz becomes truly... Claimed by Sarkar. ❤️🔥

Abhimaan Singh Rathore, a billionaire and also the king of Indian mafia but no one has seen him in real life, softie for his family but knows thousands of ways to torture his enemies. Bumped with an unknown doctor in a different place, and lost her, not realising that the person he was searching since few years is his best friends sister. He develops a sudden obsession with her not realising that he has surrendered himself to her. Preeti Rajvansh, a doctor by profession, hasn't lived with her family for 8yrs because of her trauma. Bumped with an unknown person which triggered her trauma and brought her back home. She is a child by heart, but is respectful to her elders. I'll not mention much in the description because book bhi toh padna hogan na yaar. This story contains highly mature 18+ scenes and also gore violence with torture. I will always mention in the chapter when the mature and violence scene. The story will officially start from 1/07/2025

His Insatiable Desire is a tale of irresistible Desire, love and erotic feel which makes a feast for the dark romance readers so don't miss it out lovelies 🤍💍

Trapped in a marriage she never wanted, she finds herself bound to a man who has everything-power, wealth, and a face that could make any heart race-except the ability to love. Cold, ruthless, and emotionally barricaded, he sees their marriage as nothing more than another duty on his long list of responsibilities. At just 26, life has hardened him into an unfeeling force, leaving no space for warmth or affection. But she refuses to be just another obligation. As their worlds collide, the tension crackles-hatred, passion, and an undeniable pull. Will she break through his icy walls and make him feel something, or will she walk away, finding love in the arms of someone else... or something far more dangerous?

1950s. ***Story contains mature scenes and Hindi phrases in initial chapters which are not translated in english*** Abhigyan Singh, a Sarpanch of the village named 'Tarapur'. The position was passed to him by his father at the age of 20, when his father was on his death bed. His mother, Surekha Pradeep Singh, is a cancer patient. And his brother, Abhisar Singh, 12 years-old, was still studying in school whereas his sister, Sunaina, was married off at the age of 21, as per his father's last wish, infront of his eyes. Such a huge responsibility at such a young age had made Abhigyan arrogant, rude, a very secretive person. When he turned 28, the only wish of his mother was to marry off his son with a straight like cow and good-looking like princess type of girl. Although, Abhigyan wasn't ready, he knew that he would destroy girl's life by marrying her, still he agreed when his mother and elder sister forced him. Let's see how his life goes like with an unknown girl.