No one deserves to be stuck in a complicated love triangle with their arranged husband and his girlfriend, especially not Kyra Casella, a broken young woman longing for nothing but a little bit of love and affection after years of being abused and battling depression. But, she is in the situation, stuck in a yearlong marriage contract with her scalding hot husband, Jayden Montero, who is hell bent on resisting any chance of anything ever sparking between them and to keep their relationship nonexistent to save his drowning relationship with his girlfriend. The only problem for Jayden is the irresistible charm Kyra radiates, drawing him closer and closer to her with every smile, laugh, tears and even the slightest grazing of their fingertips. This feeling is alien to them both, deeply desirable and tempting to explore. The billion dollar question is, will their suppressed love and sensual attraction towards each other be strong enough to overcome every obstacle in their way and unite them in their matrimony for life or is it just another sad love story? Find out in this mind blowing and super exciting story of romance, lots of drama and testing each other's waters. Trigger warning: This story contains rape, depression, cheating and abuse. This story is unedited and contains mature content in terms of explicit sexual scenes in case you're uncomfortable. You've been warned.

*can be read as a stand-alone; you won't have to read the rest of the series in order to understand most of this book* *cover by justtoofabulous* Rhys Prince has always felt stuck in both his dad's and his twin brother's shadow. Most people at his school don't even know his name; just that he is Zayden Prince's identical twin brother. The only way people could tell the difference between the two is Rhys's quiet nature and his glasses. So when Zayden needs someone to replace him in a solo dance competition without losing his title, he turns to Rhys, who has never taken a single dance class in his life. He has only sit in on dance classes. However, Rhys agrees because he can't let his brother down. After performing in place of his twin, Rhys started to feel like he belonged somewhere. Too bad he doesn't know how to keep that feeling.

[MAJOR EDITING] Aside from her breathtaking beauty and desirable personality the young spy Isabella Garcia is far from lovely. She's intelligent, dangerous, deadly, and positively any villain's worst nightmare. She's placed on a mission going undercover to win the trust and love of the most feared Don, Lorenzo Russo. Only to take down the powerful mafia he's built from nothing. She's determined to take down the handsome, cold, arrogant boss regardless of the tempting lustful desires. ...Or so she thought after one night takes a turn leading the original plan through stressful obstacles. What will happen when the hate and pretending between the two turns into forbidden love? Who will Isabella betray at the end, her agency or her love? ______ His hand remains on the back of my neck, the cold glass brushing my lips, and I drink. The bitter, acidic, tart fruit flavor overpowering the sweet cake. Lorenzo's light eyes darken with fierce, anger as he watches me swallow the wine then finally parting the glass away from my mouth. The cup almost shattering in his hold before letting it go onto the wooden table. His thumb grazed my lips, staining red with the leftover wine. He scans his finger then brings it to his mouth, his blazing look remaining back on me. My stomach is twisting. My universe is spinning with insanity. He speaks low so only we can hear, "Try that again Isabella and I'll have you wishing I poison you." Started 3/5/21

POOJA SHARMA. Epitome of beauty. A collection of innocence and kindness. Yet shy and timid. But God can't give everything to one person. And so she was unable to see the world's beauty with her eyes and can't see the cruelty of the world with her mind. she is blind. But her single smile can light up everyone's life. ABHINAV KHANNA. Cruel. Handsome. A powerful multi-billionaire. Confident and possessive. He was every girl's wildest dream. They were ready to throw themselves at him. But he never noticed them. But what happened when our sweet innocent Pooja crossed paths with this arrogant beast. He wanted her and she feared him. And you know what if he wants something, he will get it. Either by Hook and Crook. And here arises the question ........ How Pooja will be able to escape the possessive hold of Abhinav.....? Do you think a possessive Abhinav will let his precious butterfly fly away from him..? Welcome to the journey of Abhinav and Pooja....... The pictures used are not mine.

Theirs was a story that came into existence in the most unexpected circumstances. He was married . So was she . He loved his wife . She had loved her husband . And then destiny played its hand . Their paths now entwined . How ? Why ? What? Thats their story to tell . Qasim X Rukhsar

𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲| 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗰𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 ❝I need you to stop moving. Each time you move I'll spank you❞ she nodded. Simply just nodded, and relaxed her body. She didn't want to be spanked. I let her go and lifted my right knee closer to her clit, actually pressing it against her this time. Her body let out a small and sharp inhale, making me smile a bit. I'm sure she's so sensitive right now. Her body full of arousal. "You like that? You like feeling my knee against your pussy don't you?" I slowly started to move my knee around to see her reaction, and it was greater than I thought it would be. A small moan fell from her lips, making me smile as I slid my hand underneath her hips, this time encouraging her to move. "Move your hips just like that. I want to feel your pussy against my knee" I whispered to her. I can tell by the way her eyes dimmed that she had never done this before, but she was so ready to that she did exactly as I said. Her breathing got deeper as she began lifting her hips to fully meet the base of my knee, softly grinding herself against me. I hummed as I watched her, watching her literally move her hips to receive her first orgasm. The way her hips moved made my dick throb even harder, I could only imagine what she looked like if she was to ride me. She took her lip between her teeth and almost instantly I wanted to come. I was already straining myself and trying not to, but the sight of her doing that makes me almost fall apart. ˣ An Angel deprived of her sexual innocence, introduced to a new sexual experience that may turn her world upside down. A devil who enjoys depriving angels of their innocence, introducing her to a world she may never get used to. #1 Submissivefemale #1 sexualcontent #1 dominantmale #1 adultthemes #1 blackwomanwhiteman #1 manxwoman #2 Darling

(Book #1 of Sinners of the Dark) He had a habit of dragging darkness just about everywhere he went. Darkness wrapped in Armani. His personality colder than a block of ice. She was loud, carefree and tainted around the edges. I played by the rules. I did what was asked of me. Until I met the one person that could destroy everything I had worked for. I hated him since our first encounter, and now I was forced to tolerate him. He was called gadyuka in Russia, but he was known as the Sin in the deep underground of New York. Handsome face filled with violence, commanding, gorgeous and deadly. A killer, a thief, a sociopath, and feared by all. A made man. He came dressed in all black. Gold cuff links. Tattoos burned into his skin. He had the ability to pin me to the ground with a single glare and made me feel things I didn't want to. He was absolutely unhinged. Frightening. Everything wrong and everything right. And he held the key to my cage in his palm. And before he crushed the key; I was going to fuck with the serpent, and then I was going to hunt him. He just didn't know it yet. - preview - "I'll fucking ruin your life, Elena. Corrupt every goddamn part of your body, and soul. And when I'm done with you, you'll get on your knees and thank me." His low voice snarled. Desperate. He backed me into a wall. He grabbed me by the throat, but didn't choke me. Just kissed me so deep I forgot whose air I was breathing. "I'm not fucking done with you, Elena. And if it is up to me, I'm not done fucking you either."

Meet Lorenzo, the cruel, handsome and capricious mafia boss who never gets attached to anyone, until he meets Clara. Meet Clara, the girl who was abandoned once. She is not looking for love, she doesn't want to belong and she doesn't want Lorenzo. Can Lorenzo make her fall in love with him? Can he uncover her secrets before she gets hurt?

تم سے رنجش بھی ہے اختلاف بھی اور کچھ ع ش ق بھی ᴍᴀɴʏ ʟɪᴠᴇs ᴇɴᴛᴀɢʟᴇᴅ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ; ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄɪɴɢ ʙᴏɴᴅs, ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇs, ғᴜɴ, ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ᴘʀᴏᴍɪsᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʙʀᴇᴀᴋs. ᴡʜᴏ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴡɪɴ? ʜᴜʀᴛ? ᴛʀᴜsᴛ? ʟᴏᴠᴇ? ꧁ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɪs ɪɴ ᴇɴɢʟɪsʜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴ ᴜʀᴅᴜ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ (ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ ɪɴ ᴛɪᴛʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇs). sᴏ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ʙᴇᴀʀ ɪᴛ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴅᴇғɪɴɪᴛᴇʟʏ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴀ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀғᴜʟ ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ꧂ ══════•❁❀❁•══════ RATINGS ☆ #1 morals | 09/16/2021| © copyrights belong to Nawaal.

SIYAASAT the game of power, greed, envy, selfishness, conspiracy. The one who will win the game is called. The Ace of Spades. _______________________________ " Bhai" I entered my brother's office to call him outside. The office is dark and my brother is standing in the middle and 3 - 4 people are around him. " Bhai" I called him and everyone look at me startled. My brother looks at me like he wants to say something to me but can't say it. I take a step forward and the person who is standing in front of my brother turned and my breathing stopped. His face was covered with a white handkerchief but his eyes are visible. They are dark so dark yet alluring. I keep looking at him and he takes a step forward. My back collided with the wall and he come close to me. He come dangerously close to me and I close my eyes suddenly I felt him pull away and I open my eyes I see them all going but one thing caught my attention it's a shiny object which he held in his hand. A gun. _______________________ He raise his hand and filled my hairline with sindoor. " From now on you're husband and wife" the Priest announced. ________________________ I come into my room and locked the door. I turned and my eyes widened as I see him sitting on my bed. He looks at me and starts walking towards me taking predatory steps. He tried to intimidate me but I also look at him with the same intensity. He grabbed my hands and pinned them on the wall beside me and leaning closer I turned my face away. " Mohobbat karte hai tumse, toh kya pagal kar dalogi. Marte hai tum par, toh kya maar hi dalogi" he whispered in my ear. " Keemat," he said and I look at him. " Everything has a price you say yours. Keep your hand on it and it will be yours" he look at me with intensity. " Jo kahogi vo tumhara or tum hamari" I smirked because what I want he can't give me. " Palace" ________________________________ All the pictures are used belongs to their rightful owners.