Book 1 in Political Series A book describing a desi story plotted with Haryanavi touch with a mix of many average but sweet love stories in there. Not your typical politician and mafia leader along with being a C.E.O *huff* too many roles in one packet. A full time Politician who had politics running in his blood at a different level of pace. 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒓𝒂𝒋 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒅𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒚 :- A leading politician from Haryana (India) whose whole life revolves around only three points.....Politics...Power...and Brotherhood. But what if someone special enters in it and make our Mr. MLA forget all these. Not your typical shy, pretty, rich or all rounder Female of a story. 𝑨𝒏𝒊𝒌𝒂 𝑹𝒂𝒐 :- A real middle class girl and a student who knows there is nothing called Prince Charming in this sh!tty world and believes to have a bad fate like her mother and aunts in her family when it comes to marriage. But what if someone makes her realise that yes there are men like those stories, not that 100% perfect but still enough fictional to make you fall in love with? Student × Politician . . . . ✯ I'll just say.... please read the introduction chapters and after that you're free to leave if it's not your cup of tea. ✯ It's my first story so please ignore the mistakes. ✯ English is not my first language.

After transmigrating into a historical novel, Wen Mian expected at least a decent role. Instead, she became a low-ranking palace maid. Other maids read their masters' expressions and survive through clever schemes. Wen Mian, however, only stares back blankly. [Why are you looking at me? I didn't do anything.] Fine. If she couldn't play palace politics, she would simply endure her years of service and leave the palace at twenty-five. That was the plan. Until the emperor suddenly chose her to be his personal maid. Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. On her very first day, Wen Mian had already begun composing the epitaph on her future grave. *** Emperor Zhaoyan has a secret. Since ascending the throne, he has been able to hear the thoughts of everyone around him. Ministers plotting rebellion. Consorts smiling while hiding daggers. Endless schemes echo through his mind every day, making the Forbidden City colder than ever. During a harem interrogation, he prepares to expose the guilty- Until a different voice suddenly appears in his mind. [Why are you still looking at me? Never mind... I'm hungry.] [I want red bean milk rolls... roast duck... roast goose...] Emperor Zhaoyan: ... In the cold palace, this one girl's chaotic thoughts become the only warmth he hears. And this time, he refuses to let her go. *** (Mini Theater) Wen Mian expressionlessly pulls her hand out from beneath the apricot-yellow silk quilt. Her hand is... wet. Emperor Zhaoyan's voice turns hoarse. "Since things have come this far, you belong to me now. You cannot leave the palace. My beloved, stay here with me. I will never mistreat you." Wen Mian glares at him. "Your Majesty... are you trying to steal someone's future wife?"

Rosalie Osbourne prefers to live behind the scenes. A quiet force in the music industry, she writes lyrics that make grown men cry-then disappears before the spotlight can touch her. Hidden beneath her guarded exterior is a storm of family chaos, sharp wit, and a heart she's sworn to protect at all costs. Dominic Harrison, on the other hand, is a walking riot. Loud, unfiltered, and recklessly charming, he crashes into her studio for a writing session-and never really leaves. Intrigued by the girl who won't fawn over him, Dom finds himself returning again and again, determined to earn more than just her lyrics. But Rosalie has secrets. Big ones. And the deeper Dom falls, the more dangerous it becomes to let her walls down. A slow-burn love story brimming with music, mayhem, and moments that feel like lyrics come to life- this is what happens when a quiet storm meets beautiful chaos... and neither one runs away. There is a chapter posted everyday until the end of February where we begin book two. Remember to vote!

I died doing what I loved-chasing deadly viruses across war zones and jungles. I was a world-class infectious disease expert, emotionally detached but good at saving lives. My guilty pleasure? BL novels full of angst, smut, and emotionally constipated men. So when I died in a freak plane crash, my guardian angel gave me a choice. I asked to be reincarnated into one of my favorite BL novels. I did not ask to be reincarnated as the illegitimate daughter of the cold, ruthless CEO male lead-a man so awful he literally tried to buy the other male lead's body in chapter three. Now I'm a four-month-old baby in diapers with one goal: fix this terrible love story. To do that, I'll have to: Turn my emotionally stunted, power-hungry father into a decent human being Save the sweet second male lead from being trafficked and destroyed by plot And oh-be the world's cutest, smartest, most manipulative toddler along the way

❝Feeling a little needy?❞ Jimin kissed her, and she grabbed his shoulders for stability, breathing heavily as she watched him lower her pants. ❝Oh, honey, I'm feeling a little needy, too. I want to taste you, hear those pretty moans when you feel good, see you laying on my bed in nothing but your panties, but I'll just take those off, won't I? Push them to the side and see how pretty you are?❞ Faeryn Petal works at HYBE and grabs the attention of BTS. When she doesn't have a place to stay, they take it upon themselves to take her home with them. At their home, Faeryn becomes close with them in ways she never thought she would be, but she's afraid of what it means - of what it has meant to be close to someone, especially when the last and first man in her life hurt her and is still a threat to her safety. She's struggling, but she's trying, and really, isn't that what living is? *Explicit Sexual Content and Adult Themes*

She wears lipstick in the lab and high heels to class. He chases pucks on the ice and dreams across oceans. She's in Sweden. He's in Canada. But distance never dulled their love - it only made it sharper. Between video calls, hockey games, glitter pens, and science dreams, this is the story of how love grows, even an ocean apart. And trust us-this love is anything but ordinary.

The story is set in early 1990s in a rural area. A bond is formed due to the promise of honour and respect. A marriage out of necessity and maybe a little bit of obsession. A girl filled with the hope of love and a guy completely enamored by her. How will their life unfold? ☆Warning :This story contains mature themes. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. It is inspired by the serial named "Begusarai". But only inspired, the story is completely mine. As I said before this is based in a rural area so am just giving you guys a heads up if anybody feels offended. Readers discretion is advised.

She owns the sky. He rules the track. Neither planned for a collision. Flight Lieutenant Avery Hart doesn't do distractions. As one of the Royal Air Force's top pilots, her world is built on precision, discipline, and complete control. But when she and her wingwoman are ordered to perform a flyover at the British Grand Prix, her carefully ordered altitude is thrown into a tailspin. Enter Luca Moretti: two-time Formula 1 world champion, notorious heartthrob, and exactly the kind of headline Avery avoids. When a Netflix documentary captures their first brief interaction, the internet combusts and suddenly, she's not just a pilot. She's a sensation. As public fascination grows, Avery finds herself pulled into a world of cameras, champagne, and sharp smiles. But behind Luca's charm is a man who sees more than she's willing to show - and who might just understand the pressure better than anyone ever has. Between dogfights, deadlines, and dangerously personal texts, Avery has to decide if letting someone in is worth the free fall. Because in love, just like flight... One wrong move can send you crashing. RANKINGS #1 in aviation (17/06/2025) #1 in formule1 (22/06/2025) #1 in pilot (17/07/2025) #1 in drivetosurvive (19/07/2025) #1 in military (22/07/2025)

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NOT SUITABLE FOR MINORS! !!!!!18+ Content!!!!! Summary: "Look at me, little rabbit..." He purred and she bit her bottom lip, finally meeting his eyes again "Little rabbit...?" Sakusa smirked, his thumb caressing her soft cheek "You remind me of a rabbit... Gentle..." He cooed, before leaning closer, "... Sensitive..." He blew in her ear making her squirm, a little squeak leaving her lips, but it made him feel more playful "... and cautious of my every move... Are you afraid I'm going to eat you up?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a Dom!Husband Sakusa x Sub!Wife OC series. It is very NSFW and I recommend that Minors DNI. This book focuses on themes of arranged marriages, sexual content etc.