Since seventh grade, Kanika has been Anakveer one and only sanctuary-his best friend, his *pasandida aurat.* She believes in their unshakable "bro code," but for Anakveer, there's nothing brotherly about the way he craves her. To him, she's already his-whether she knows it or not. But when unspoken desires begin to blur the lines of their friendship, will his obsession tear them apart? Or will his dark world pull her in, corrupting her soul until she belongs to him-*forever?* _________________________________________ Kanika Guhilot-a 25 year old post graduate, a sharp-tongued, curvy goddess, and the so-called "lazy soul" of the Guhilot family. As the middle child, she perfected the art of dodging nosy relatives with her half-hearted attempt at preparing for civil services. Marriage? Not on her wishlist-*ever.* Life is complicated enough without adding a husband to the mix. Anakveer Rajput-a 25 year old graduate, the notorious bad boy and youngest heir of an empire that spells terror in the business world. To outsiders, he's nothing more than a spoiled brat with a short fuse, but beneath the surface, he is the undisputed terror king of his bloodline, ruling the underworld with an iron fist,he's the ruthless ruler of the underground-a king who bows to no one. No one, except *her.* _________________________________________ Troops: Slow Burn ❤️🔥 Forced marriage Mafia husband Bestfriend to forced husband Grumpy × insecure soul Anger issue × Attitude problem He fell first & harder Obsessed husband Possessive partner Loyal × loyal Corrupted soul× Innocent soul Intence mature content 🔥

Ruhanika Arora (Ruhi) A broken soul who was raped by her own uncle at the age of 16. She is arranged with someone who seems to love her existence in front of him. But she is too shy and scared to face him coz of his history. Abhiraj Rathore (abhi) A ruthless soul who holds the power to make anyone fall on their knees in seconds. Arranged to ruhi but treats her wife like a queen, loving her existence all the time. But little did they know, he would fall first but she would fall harder will abhi be able to collect the broken pieces of her soul to make her feel loved again? Rankings:- •11th on Marriage •15th on marriage •22th on possession •2nd on possession •15th on marriage

ROYAL SERIES #7 If you are looking for a beautifully arranged marriage story, you've come to the right place. This story will not disappoint you. Aashwith Rajput is 28 years old and is soon to become the king of Jodhpur. He is the CEO of the Rajput Empire. His influence extends beyond Jodhpur; he is one of the richest men in India, wielding considerable power both in the financial market and among political leaders. Although he appears ruthless, arrogant, and merciless to the outside world, he is soft-hearted when it comes to his family. Little do they know that a man like him can easily be softened by just one person. Vishakha Singh Rathore is 23 years old, the princess of Udaipur, and has completed her undergraduate studies while pursuing additional degrees. She is well-mannered but has a playful and mischievous side. Known as the apple of her family's eye she hides deeper emotions that nobody seems to recognize. Join us as we explore how Aashwith and Vishakha discover each other... #1 storytelling(28/11/25) #1 romancefanfiction(19/12/2025) #1 adultsituations(21/12/25) #1 adultfiction(14/01/2026) #1 ceo(16/01/2026) #1 adultthemes(22/01/2026) #1 royalty(22/01/2026)

She tried to glare, but the effect was ruined by her flushed cheeks. "I spent an hour getting ready-" "And I'll spend the next ten minutes undoing all that hard work," I promised darkly, enjoying how her breath hitched. "By the time we reach the top floor, everyone will know exactly what their boss has been up to." "You wouldn't dare," she whispered, but the spark in her eyes told me she wasn't entirely opposed to the idea. "Wouldn't I?" My thumb traced her lower lip. "Try me, princess. We still have fifteen floors to go..." Her attempt at looking scandalized was adorable. "You're enjoying this far too much." "Baby," I pressed closer, "you have no idea." My thumb traced her jawline. "Ten more floors to go. Want to see how undone I can make you look by then?" "Dev..." she tried again, those doe eyes looking up at me pleadingly. "Think about it... if you mess up my saree now, what will the staff think?" I couldn't help but laugh at her attempt at manipulation. "Nice try, princess." My fingers traced her collarbone. "But watching you try to sweet-talk your way out of this?" I leaned closer, "Only makes me want to mess you up more." "But-" she bit her lip, "I need to look presentable. Professional." Her hands smoothed over my shirt in that innocent way that drove me crazy. "You want them to take your wife seriously, don't you?" "Oh sweetheart," I chuckled darkly, "trust me, they'll take you very seriously. Especially when they see how thoroughly claimed you look. Seven floors to go..." "Dev Singh Rajwansh!" She pushed against my chest, trying to look stern. "This is completely unprofessional-" "Says the woman who's currently gripping my shirt like her life depends on it," My fingers tightened slightly in her hair, tilting her head back to expose her neck, smirking as she immediately loosened her fingers. "Five floors left, baby. Want to try scolding me again?" SAB YAHI PE JAAN LOGE KYA?..........

In class you will call me proffeser. In private you'll call me daddy. Dr. Arjun Malhotra was the kind of man mother's warned their daughter about- too handsome, too powerful, too dangerous. To the world , he was respected professor. But behind the mask, he was Mumbai's most feared Mafia king. And me? I was just Ananya Sharma, the innocent girl who made the mistake of catching his eyes. His gaze burned through me in lectures, His voice made my heart race. His touch.....ruined me. I should have run. I should have resisted. But when the devil himself decides you're his obsession, escape isn't an option. Proffeser by day. Mafia king by night. My forbidden sin.

⚠️ Highly mature content 𝗩𝗜𝗞𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗧 𝗠𝗔𝗟𝗛𝗢𝗧𝗥𝗔 - a name people feared, a name that spelled danger. He believed himself to be made of steel. Years of traumatic past had buried his ability to feel, to love or to trust Until she walked into his empire like a sin wrapped in silk, elegance wrapped in temptation. A sight that set his cold heart ablaze with emotions he never knew existed. 𝗔𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗗𝗛𝗬𝗔 𝗞𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗔 - a woman who believed in morals, values and sanctity of marriage. Until, he shattered her walls with his tough and dangerous charm. His obsession suffocated her, his intensity made her heart ache. Yet somehow between fear and desire, she began to fall. But what she didn't know was that same man who broke her defenses would one day become her fiercest protector. His madness scared her. His love consumed her. Can a love born from darkness ever find peace? Can she ever be able to love the man behind monster?

𓆩♡𓆪 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 "𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞" 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ✧ 𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ✧ 𓆩✦𓆪 ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏɴᴇ 𓆩✦𓆪 ━━━━━━━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━━━━━━━ 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆, 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆... Two business partners. One unspoken bond. 𝒜 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝒶𝑔𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃𝓎. 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑹𝒂𝒋𝒑𝒖𝒕 - the ever-smiling, golden-hearted boy who saw the world in her eyes. 𝑹𝒖𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒌𝒂 𝑹𝒂𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 - the quiet storm, hiding scars behind a poised smile. Their grandfathers' friendship planted the seed of a future neither of them imagined would arrive so soon. When their families decide to tie them in a sacred bond, Devansh's heart blooms with love... But Ruhanika? She's happy too-yet haunted by her past, afraid her broken pieces might never fit into his warmth. Will she finally let herself be loved? Or will the ghosts of yesterday pull them apart? ❝ 𝐀 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝... 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭? ❞ But love isn't just about sunshine and soft smiles. It's about patience, when silence becomes her only language... It's about trust, when shadows of her past come knocking at their door. For every tear she hides, He brings a touch of warmth, For every doubt she carries, He offers faith-not in destiny, but in them. They were written in stars long ago... But will the ink of their past blur the pages of their forever ??

"If you think I love you, you're fucking wrong." He smirked and stood up and I couldn't stop my eyes from looking over his naked body. "You might not love me, but you love how I make you feel." He grabbed my arm and pulled me up against him. "You hate me because I fuck you the way you want, and you wish it was my brother instead of me." "That's not true," I whispered. "Think about it...you were nervous but you never regretted it," he chuckled. Daniela is married to successful lawyer Liam Steele. Her life is perfect and she has everything that she could ever dream of. That's what she thinks for a while until she realizes that something is missing. She wants a child, but she can't conceive with her husband. Despite being told by multiple fertility doctors that she can't conceive with him, she tries not to lose hope. On the verge of giving up, Liam comes up with a good idea. He wants to use his twin brother Arik to help them conceive. Daniela is not fond of the idea because Arik is nothing like his brother. He is a man of the night and a bachelor to the fullest. She knows that this is a bad idea, but her husband reassures her that it's fine. He would help them conceive and that would be the end of it. But that wouldn't be the end of it and she would soon find that out...

A steamy escape for your PMS nights. Content Warning: This story contains sexual scenes, themes of infidelity, sexual dominance, and objectification. Intended for adult readers. -------- Mariana, the eldest of four orphaned siblings, has just received the call she's been praying for-her youngest brother has found a heart donor. But the miracle comes with a cruel price: a surgery bill far beyond what a high school graduate, stuck cleaning supermarket floors, could ever afford. With no time, no degree, and nothing but debt and desperation, she's left with one option: accept a proposition that comes cloaked in wealth, secrecy, and unspoken rules. Niel Hunter, heir to a global empire, once chased danger for sport-skydiving from helicopters, diving into pitch-black caves, outrunning fear in machines built for death. But the older he got, the more he craved a different kind of thrill: the delicious high of forbidden touch, the power of orchestrating a secret no one else could see. A secret woman bound to him by contract, not desire. A trembling voice saying "yes, Sir" while the world sees only his flawless smile. This isn't about seduction-it's about surrender. About watching her fall to addiction and knowing every step down was guided by his hand. When their paths collide, Mariana becomes part of his hidden game-paid handsomely to obey, to keep quiet, to serve a man who takes her everything. But how long can Niel keep this twisted salvation hidden from his wife, his daughters, and his family?

18 Plus mature story .... "someone was touching me inside my bedsheet i was half asleep. then i felt someone's hand inside my payjama over my panty and suddenly i woke up. I removed my bedsheet but didn't see anyone , i thought I was dreaming but what a erotic dream it was. Again i slept to cover myself with a bedsheet and after sometime time again i felt someone was pressing my boobs... " if you want to know who he was you have to read this story....