𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 Aashi's marriage was nothing more than a compromise-a husband who barely acknowledged her and a life filled with loneliness. But when a tragic accident leaves her widowed and pregnant, she finds herself trapped in a web of betrayal, where even her own family plots against her. Desperate to protect her unborn child, she turns to the last person she ever expected-her late husband's elder brother. A man lost in grief, drowning in alcohol, and completely uninterested in marriage. Yet, to save her, he agrees. She was never meant to be his... but fate had other plans.

#TOP 2 in India(1,7,8/8/25) #TOP 3 in india(1,6,14,15,16,17,18/8/25) #TOP 4 in India(10/8/25) DEVYANI A 18-year-old innocent girl, She loves her father more than herself and is willing to sacrifice anything for him But how will she survive the trauma when her own father sells her to the most ruthless man just to clear his debt, without even thinking twice? "A father who sees her as a curse, locking her inside the house for 18 years and telling the world she was dead. But how will she feel when she steps out for the first time-and fate takes a 360-degree turn?" RIVAN THAKUR He lives alone with his SON(Kaizan), hating everything about marriage and the family he left behind. But when he wakes up one morning to find himself HUSBAND to a frightened young girl in his family's haveli(thakur's haveli)-his world tilts. ______________________ He stepped closer, his towering frame caging me in. My breath hitched. His eyes-sharp, cold, merciless-scanned me like I was a puzzle that didn't fit. "You don't even know how to wear a bra?" he asked, his voice low, incredulous, and almost cruel. I didn't know what to say. I slowly nodded my head-no-because... I really didn't. No one ever taught me. No one cared to. I was standing there, shivering slightly, my fingers trembling, curling into the soft shawl I used to hide myself. His gaze was burning, stripping me down to my bare soul, and I couldn't meet his eyes. But his next words... or we can say actions... shocked me to the core. ----------------- Will he accept her as his wife? Will he destroy her for a decision she never made? Or will fate tie them together in ways neither imagined? 𐙚⋆°｡⋆♡ A dark, intense love story of two broken souls bound by force, fear... and destiny.

An arranged marriage, a cold CEO, and one very flustered newlywed wife. Nandini never expected to go from her quiet home life to living in a luxurious mansion with her husband's 40-member loud and chaotic family. And definitely not married to Siddharth Roy-the most untouchable, unreadable, and unfairly hot business tycoon in the country. She's shy, sarcastic, and soft. He's cold, composed, and annoyingly irresistible. But sparks start flying faster than oil in a hot pan when she flicks flour at him one night during dinner prep-and he doesn't back away. He leans in.

He bought her silence with a ring. She was supposed to obey. Stay quiet. Break slowly. But Meghaparna Bose was never meant to be tamed. Aryaman Roy Choudhury lives in a house built on secrets, blood, and control. Cold-blooded and unreadable, he didn't expect his new bride to fight back. Now she's in his bed. In his house. Under his name. And if she won't submit, he'll teach her how. Until she forgets what her name was before him. 🥇#1- Cold 🥈#2- Billionaire husband 🥈#2- Torment 🏅#4- Bengali 🏅#7- Husband 🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞 ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction intended for mature audiences. It contains themes of emotional manipulation, obsession, trauma, adult intimacy, and complex power dynamics. Reader discretion is advised. All characters are fictional and over the age of 18. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This story explores dark, often morally grey territories of love, revenge, violence and redemption. It does not condone or romanticize unhealthy behavior but seeks to portray the emotional consequences of such relationships.

Title: Cage of Gold Genre: Dark Romance | Psychological Drama | Forced Proximity | Revenge | Redemption | Hostage Description: "He took her to punish her. She stayed to heal him." Sayani Sinha was the daughter of the man who ruined his life. Agnibho Datta Ray was the broken boy who grew up in fire and vengeance. Their first meeting was anything but chance. He watched. He waited. He struck. And then-he kept her. What began as a twisted game of revenge inside the locked walls of his penthouse spirals into something neither of them are prepared for. She flinched at his touch... until she didn't. He wanted her obedience... but ended up unraveling instead. In a war built on betrayal, bruises, and unspoken truths, what happens when the captive chooses to stay? What happens when the captor begins to feel? In a story where love isn't soft, where pain and pleasure walk hand in hand, Sayani and Agnibho will fight the world-and themselves-to redefine what it means to belong. "Tell me you hate me." "I can't... not anymore." 🥇#1- Forced Proximity 🥇#1- Hostage 🏅#4- Psychologicaldrama 🏅#6- Fierce

She was only eighteen when her life was sold in the name of marriage... Orphaned and unloved, Suhani Raj was just a burden for her uncle and aunt-until they traded her off in a forced marriage to a man she had never even met. But fate played its cruelest joke when, on the very night of her wedding, her husband died in a tragic accident. Before she could even wear his name, she became a widow. But fate wasn't done with her yet. When Yuvraj Singh, the new sarpanch of the village and the elder brother of her dead husband, returns from the city, Suhani's world turns upside down. With fire in his eyes and power in his voice, Yuvraj isn't a man to be ignored. He sees through her silence. Feels her pain. And soon... craves her in ways he shouldn't. She's his brother's widow. He's the village's most respected man. Their love is a sin... but their bodies don't care. In a village where tradition suffocates and love is forbidden, can two broken souls rewrite their destiny-one stolen glance, one hidden touch, and one night at a time? --- 🔥 A slow-burn, emotionally intense, steamy Desi romance that explores taboo desire, second chances, and the fire between duty and temptation. For mature readers only (21+). --

--- Title: "Sarpanch Ki Dulhaniya" Description: In the heart of a traditional Indian village, where honor speaks louder than love and eyes follow every move of a beautiful girl-Meher, a 20-year-old innocent yet strikingly curvy young woman, lives a life behind closed doors. Guarded by her overprotective father, she is the silent desire of many men... but no one dares to touch what isn't theirs. Until Veer returns. 35, bold, and newly elected as the village Sarpanch, Veer has everything-power, respect, and a body women dream of. But beneath that rough exterior lies a man with a longing heart... searching for her. One stolen glance at a wedding. One accidental encounter in a dimly lit room. One forbidden touch... and their fates are sealed. From forced marriage to sizzling intimacy, from stolen glances to deep emotional bonding-this is a story of possession, passion, and a love that defies rules. "Tu meri banegi... chahe duniya kuch bhi kahe."

This story is set in 1990. A college girl married a famous priest. Tropes:- ★ Arrange marriage ★ 1990's ★ slow burn ★ strong fml ★ Age gap ★ height difference ★ dark domestic violence

Urvi never thought she'd be here-married to her sister's ex-husband, the man who once loved her with a passion that set the world on fire. But now, he's a stranger to her-emotionally closed off, locked in the past, unable to see her for who she is. Ten years older, a man shaped by heartbreak, he doesn't want her. Not like he once wanted her sister. His heart is a fortress she can't break into. And yet, she longs for him. To be seen. To be touched. To be loved. What happens when her burning desire underneath the drapes of saree seduces him? Will he fulfill her desire..or will Urvi remain bound in loveless marriage forever?? Dive into, SEDUCTION IN SAREE HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT!! RATED 18+

"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.