★Blushing Stars★ Chhavi Mishra, nineteen, was soft-spoken, gentle, and raised far away from the glittering world of the royals. All she carried was innocence and a heart that dreamed quietly. Yuvaan Singhania, twenty-seven, was the heir to one of the most powerful families-proud, distant, and born to command. His silence was sharp, his presence intimidating, and his life had no room for love. When destiny tied them in an arranged marriage, it wasn't love at first sight, but a clash of worlds-her warmth against his coldness, her blush against his storms. But sometimes, love blooms in the most unexpected places... under the weight of family legacies and the glow of blushing stars. 𝗧𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗲𝘀🌷 ⋆ ★ 𝗔𝗿𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗴𝗲 ★ 𝗚𝗿𝘂𝗺𝗽𝘆 × 𝗦𝘂𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗲 ★ 𝗖𝘂𝘁𝗲 ＆ 𝗦𝗵𝘆 𝗙𝗟 ★ 𝗚𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗠𝗟 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗖𝗵 01 𝘁𝗼 𝗟𝗮𝘀𝘁 ★ 𝗢𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗦𝗼𝗳𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗛𝗲𝗿 ★ 𝗛𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝗘𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 By: Chocowrts

Dakshita Verma only came to the wedding to help out-a simple girl, a schoolteacher at an orphanage, content with her quiet life. But fate had a different plan. On the day of the wedding, the bride runs away. Chaos erupts. Honor is at stake. Reputations on the line. And standing quietly in a corner is Akshit Sinha-a reserved, autistic groom who had agreed to this arranged marriage after much persuasion. But now, he stands alone at the mandap, eyes blank but heart silently shattered. To save both families from disgrace, a shocking decision is made-Dakshita is asked to take the runaway bride's place. Married within minutes to a man she's never met... To a soul misunderstood by many... Dakshita enters Akshit's silent world with nothing but faith. But as days unfold, she finds herself drawn to his quiet strength, his subtle gestures, his wounded yet loyal heart. What begins as an accident of fate becomes a slow, emotional journey of love, trust, and healing. Will this accidental marriage bloom into something real? Or will their hearts stay strangers forever?

"Dark romance" (18+) " "It's fucking driving me insane thinking that my seed are growing inside you." ______________________ A man shrouded in mystery, Vrishabh is powerful, dengerous, and impossible to read. The city trembled at the mention of his name. Vrishabh Singh, the enigmatic and feared businessman, and a mafia boss, whose empire was built on shadows and secrets. Avani a nive young woman , with innocence and purity in her heart. Avani lives a simple life with her mother, finding happiness in the small moments. She doesn't need riches, only a steady job to support them both. Her heart longs for peace and a life free from excess. For her, true joy lies in contentment, not in chasing wealth. Then everything fell apart. A contract. A marriage. And a man who felt less human and more like a shadow. A contract heavy with conditions. When Avani's innocence collides with Vrishabh's dark obsession, her peaceful world begins to unravel. A manipulator consumed by his need to possess her, he craves her purity with a hunger he can't control. Vrishabh is determined that Avani will be his, no matter the cost. This book contains:- - Mature content - Vulgar language

"What are you?" the older man questioned, his voice a chilling blend of authority and amusement, like a knife wrapped in silk. "Your wife," I replied softly, my tone laced with the submission he seemed to crave. "No," he murmured, his lips brushing mine, the words a dark caress that sent shivers through me. "You are my doll, milaya." He towered over me, his intimidating presence both suffocating and intoxicating. The nickname, spoken in that deep, accented voice, wrapped around me like a chain I couldn't help but love. "You are the only woman who is allowed to warm my bed at night," he said, his voice a dark melody, smooth but unnerving. "The only woman who's allowed to step into my office and bend over my desk, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you." A cold, low chuckle rumbled from his chest, the sound as sinister as it was intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine. ♡ Dimitri Mikhailov, the russian mobster. His presence filled the room like a storm. He didn't have to move or speak to dominate the room. Broad-shouldered and imposing, his scarred face told a thousand stories that he'd never waste words on. He was my husband and I was his precious doll.

This is my first story! I hope you all like it✨ Junoon-e-Zavian is not just a story-it's a dark, twisted tale of obsession, possession, and unrelenting love. At its core lies Zavian, a man driven by an all-consuming junoon (obsession) for Naaz, the girl who unknowingly holds his entire world in her delicate hands. To Zavian, Naaz is not just a person-she's his reason for breathing, his obsession, his madness. His love for her knows no boundaries, no morals, and no limits. But his love is not gentle. It's fierce, dangerous, and suffocating. He protects Naaz with an intensity that borders on terrifying, eliminating anything-or anyone-that dares to come close to her. His obsession consumes him, making him a shadow that constantly lingers around Naaz, ensuring that no harm, no danger, and no other eyes ever reach her. To the world, he's calm, controlled, and charming. But behind that mask lies a storm-a man willing to burn the world if it means keeping Naaz his and only his. In Junoon-e-Zavian, love isn't sweet; it's a deadly obsession that blurs the line between passion and madness-a love so dark, so powerful, that it can either save Naaz... or destroy her completely.

"I can't believe you forgot to schedule that meeting, Raj!" he shouted into the phone, his voice cutting through the peaceful atmosphere. "This is the second time! If you can't handle your job, maybe I should find someone who can!" His words were harsh, each syllable dripped with irritation. His personal assistant stammered an apology, but Aarav was too enraged to listen. "You're fir-" he began, ready to fire him, but then the soft chime of Siya's payal reached his ears, cutting through his anger. It was a gentle sound, unlike the chaos of his work life, and it drew his attention away from the call. *************************************** Aarav Singh Rathore is a powerful 28-year-old CEO and ruler of Rajasthan. Known for being cold, rude, and quick to anger, Aarav is feared by everyone around him. He controls everything in his world, always protecting his family and making sure no one dares to disobey him. Siya Rajput is a sweet and caring 21-year-old who studies English Literature. Despite losing her parents and being treated poorly by her uncle and aunt, Siya stays positive and kind. However, she sometimes feels overwhelmed by her emotions, especially anger. When Aarav and Siya's worlds come together, will Aarav's cold heart soften? Or will Siya's gentle nature be tested by the challenges she faces?

Imagine having restless nights filled with nightmares of man who is so possessive and utterly in love with you. To some people it's the best dream ever but what happens when that handsome man has issues that affect you in ways you couldn't imagine. His anger and short temper scare you to near death It's okay because he's just a dream They say if you kept believing your dreams come true My dream didn't come true my worst nightmare did That day on our senior year school field trip. Mason Richardson

"My heart was a canvas, blank and unaware, until the day I met her. Her eyes were the paintbrush that stroked the colors of love, laughter, and adventure. With every moment we shared, a new shade of beauty was added to my life's masterpiece. Her touch ignited a fire that melted my fears, and her smile lit up the sky. I found my home, my safe haven, my forever love. She is the poetry that makes my heart sing, the music that makes my soul dance, and the love that makes my life a work of art." "He walked into my life like a storm, shaking the foundations of my soul. His eyes were the lightning that illuminated the darkness, revealing a love so pure and true. His strong arms were the shelter from the tempest, holding me close and keeping me safe. His gentle touch was the sunshine that warmed my heart, and his loving words were the rain that nourished my spirit. With every breath, I fell deeper into the ocean of his love, drowning in the depths of his kindness, humor, and strength. He is the anchor that holds me steady, the compass that guides me true, and the love that makes my heart whole #6 in top 10