Alagar,a dangerous and ruthless rowdy meets Andal,the light of his life and decides to change for the better.Will Andal accept Alagar's love wholeheartedly?

Als Zaralia, ein bildhübsches, aber dennoch gebrochenes Mädchen, eines Nachts verzweifelt versuchte, vor den Fängen ihrer tragischen Vergangenheit zu flüchten, ahnte sie nicht, dass sie mit diesem Schritt eine ganze Stadt untergehen lassen könnte. Los Angeles. Die mächtigste Unterwelt der Mafiageschichte und angeführt von drei Brüdern, an der Spitze von ihnen - Kyran Diaz. Er war skrupellos, egoistisch, kalt und vor allem alleine. Daher schien es ihm gerade zu Recht, als die zierliche Brünette nichts ahnend zustimmte, sich mit ihm und seinen Brüdern bei einem Abendessen etwas auszutauschen. Und wie es kommen musste, wurde Zaralias gewonnene Freiheit erneut genommen, als sie am nächsten Morgen in einer fremden Wohnung aufwachte - mit einem Verlobungsring an der Hand... - *wird gerade überarbeitet* Geschichte wurde schon einmal pausiert weswegen sie bis zu Kapitel 11 noch schlechter ist! Anfang: 03.11.23 Ende: 03.12.23 Enthält Trigger, Frei erfunden, Kopieren verboten, Bildrechte liegen bei Pinterest, !!!

Vihaan's POV The more you run from me, the worse I'll. become for you, jaan. Anayra's POV I'll run away from you, no matter what. happens next. ~ DESCRIPTION ~ "Please... let me go," she cried, her voice trembling as she struggled in his grip. Her small hands pushed against his chest, but his hold only tightened. Vihaan stood there, expressionless-his face a mask of cold dominance. "Never," he said, his voice low and final. Without another word, he dragged her closer to the sacred fire burning before the idols of Radha and Krishna. The flames flickered, casting shadows that danced over their faces. As he began taking the vows, his hand locked around hers, her tears streaming down like shattered pearls. She kept wiggling, crying, begging-but his resolve never wavered. When the final vow was taken, she looked at him through blurred eyes, hatred lacing her trembling voice. "I hate you," she whispered, before her body gave in and she collapsed-unconscious in his arms. For a long moment, Vihaan just stared at her pale face, a dark calm settling over his features. Then, with a faint, twisted smile, he murmured, "And I'm obsessed with you." He carried her out, placing her gently on his lap as he sat inside the car. His fingers brushed against her tear-stained cheek, his voice dropping to a possessive whisper. "You're mine... only mine." No one could have imagined that one day, she would be bound to someone like this-forcefully, fatefully, irrevocably.

A hot dark Love story when Naira Singhania , a girl with Bold Desires and Kartik Goenka , Her teacher , falls in Love with each other

Rated No.1 #matureaudience #separation #maturelanguage #contractmarriage #loveforever #funnyromance#chicklit || 𝑯𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 ♡ || They say men always fuck up the things more, he's one of the best examples of those men. He's a mess and he won't even think twice before involving someone else in his mess. His world is dark, so dark that you'll lose all path even if you try to escape it countless times. The loneliness he carried within himself, he believes, can only be pushed away by drowning himself in the thirst of lust which is always flaring inside him to quench. But if only he knew by pushing it, he can't get rid of that loneliness. The ruthless billionaire does not know how to feel. Well he doesn't care about that all he does was fuck and throw without giving a shit about other's emotions. Meet him '𝑨𝒏𝒗𝒂𝒚 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑹𝒂𝒋𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒕' the male protagonist of this story. He believed he could bend any girl on her knees for a night to satisfy his lust and get his pleasure until his ways collided with her. She wasn't any different and that's what made him hate her more. For a fact now she's his so called "𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝑾𝒊𝒇𝒆" he knew she wasn't any naive dove she knows how to pull her cards and defeat him in a worst way possible. 𝙉𝙤𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙝é 𝙁𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙉𝙖𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚. ° 𝐍𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 b/w the leads ° 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 T.W.

"A slow-burn historical romance set in colonial India - where every glance carries rebellion, and every silence hides a forbidden hope." Arthur Blake is twenty-seven - a British officer sent to survey her land, unaware of its deep-rooted silences and sacred fires. When their paths cross, it is not love at first sight - but something far deeper begins to grow between stolen glances, unspoken grief, and forbidden moments. Meera is just sixteen - a farmer's daughter from a small Rajasthani village. Gentle, curious, and quietly defiant, she dreams of reading the words she can only trace in the dust. But in a world where women are denied education and married off too young, her voice is buried before it rises. When Meera becomes a widow within months of her marriage, the village marks her cursed. But Arthur witnesses something no outsider ever should - A young widow being dragged toward flames. And he does the unthinkable. In a time where caste divides water and tradition burns without question - Can a girl like Meera ever rewrite her fate? And can a man like Arthur stand against the empire for just one broken voice? Colonial Hearts: The British Officer and the Village Girl A forbidden story. A rebellion wrapped in romance. 💔 Read now. Feel everything. "What happens when a British officer witnesses a widow being forced into flames? A forbidden story set in colonial India. Read now." #1 surveyor #1 social change #26 education

╰┈➤ ❝You should see me in a crown.❞ She died once. That won't happen again. Reborn into the world of magic and monsters, she has no intention of playing the hero, but she will rip the title from anyone who stands in her way. Power is a game - and she plays to win. She threatens, manipulates, and charms her way into authority. From mafia princess to the Dark Lord's master, she builds her empire in secrets and steel. Every ally is a weapon. Every act of mercy is strategy. And every life she saves is one more reason the world should fear her. At Hogwarts, she's not sorted into a house - she takes it. And Slytherin learns to kneel. They whisper her name in fear. They pray she never looks their way. She doesn't crave love. She craves control. And anyone who confuses the two won't live to regret it. Not chosen. Just ruthless. She's not a hero. She's her. And the world will never forget it.

𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 1 𝓸𝓯 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓫𝓲𝓭𝓭𝓮𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 Daksh singhania who is driven by a single minded purpose which is revenge over the man who is responsible for his sister's death. Ishani rathore is a ray of sunshine but deep within her a simmering resentment burns for daksh singhania who also appears to be her brother's enemy.

"𝐢 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞?"