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'A powerful Exorcist Angel whom finds himself stuck in Hell after his sudden desertion during an Extermination, due to having found out he had been manipulated by Adam into thinking he could be made into something greater, something important, should he follow his orders and do as he was told. Having no one to trust, no one to turn to, he's forced to spend his remaining time in hiding, fearful of the wrath and anguish of Hell's Sinners upon seeing an injured Exorcist. He then stumbles across a tall, whacky looking building with half a ship, a merry-go-round, and a radio tower sticking out of it. Little hope left and a half-step away from Death's door, the broken and bloodied Angel stumbles his way over, having no idea just how much this one decision would change his life.' Had this idea for a while now, and now that S2 of Hazbin got a trailer, and since I already referenced it in my Helluva Boss story, figured it was about time.

His Insatiable Desire is a tale of irresistible Desire, love and erotic feel which makes a feast for the dark romance readers so don't miss it out lovelies 🤍💍

Lee Heeseung - Pinecrest High's most popular senior and captain of the basketball team - has an unexpected soft spot for a certain grade 11 junior, Yang YN. Heeseung spends most of his days with his close friends Yeonjun, Beomgyu, Taehyun, and Jeongin - who just happens to be YN's older brother. YN, on the other hand, is always found with her childhood best friends: Sunghoon, Jay, and Jake. Sunghoon is quiet and reserved, always lost in his books, while Jay and Jake are the complete opposite - loud, chaotic, funny, and endlessly teasing. Things start to shift when Heeseung's team faces off against YN's ex, Kim Jiwoong, on the court. Jay and Jake quickly warm up to Heeseung's charm, but Sunghoon? Not so much. His jealousy shows every time Heeseung's around YN, even if he tries to hide it behind his calm facade and musicless earbuds. As tensions rise and emotions blur between rivalry, friendship, and something softer - the weight of unspoken feelings slowly begins to lift. This story is about growing up, falling for the wrong person at the right time, and finding warmth where you least expect it. I really recommend reading it - you'll fall in love with every moment. Hope you enjoy! 💕

His salvation:Dhruvi °•°•°•°•°♡°•°•°•°•° --‐--------------------------------------🌸🌸🦋🌸🌸---------------------------------------- "Qubool hai." he said while looking at her through a white see through cloth between them.His eyes held hatred and vengence for her,for Dhruvi. "Kya aap Mahid Hafiz ko apna Shauhar Manti hai?"Maulvi Sahab asked. Her eyes flickered towards his then it move towards the people behind him. Her eyes were glistening with tears.She immediately looked away and lowered her eyes. She sniffed. "Ji." "Kya aapko yeh nikah qubool hai?" "Qubool hai." "Aaj se Mahid aapke Shauhar hue aur aap unki begum hui." A forced marriage. A forced husband who doesn't love her. A culture where she didn't belong. A house whose rules are different. "Apni had mein rahein." "Aap sirf aur sirf humari hai" "Allah aur apke krishn aapko kisi ki buri nazar na lagne dein. " "Apko kahin humari nazar na lag jaye,Jaan." "Chaliye saari hadein par kar dete hai Dhruvi." (Evolution in Mahid🤭) She fell first but he fell harder. 🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻 Businessman x Doctor Muslim x Hindu Grumpy x Sunshine Possessive x Possessive Serious x Bubbly Shameless x Innocent Let's dive into the story of Dhruvi and Mahid where their whole universe had been different,where they worshipped different gods with different beliefs. Will they accept each other? Will they accept each other belief? Will they accept the love blooming in their heart? I don't claim any photos but the storyline and plot is all mine. Don't repost my story and copy it.🙏

She stepped into the fire and came out blazing. A secret she once hid became the storm that shattered her world. In the ruins of heartbreak and betrayal, she didn't just survive...she discovered a fierce power within. Every scar tells a story, every wound a lesson, and every moment alone brought her closer to the woman she was meant to be. Now, standing at the crossroads of past and future, she faces the hardest choice of all- to run from the pain or to rise through it. But what does it really mean to be free? Can a heart broken so deeply ever trust again? And when the shadows of yesterday threaten to pull her back, will she fight to protect the light she's finally found?

Akshita was just a young girl living her life quietly, wrapped in her own little world of dreams and routines, unaware of the shadows lurking beyond. But one day, everything changed. A notorious mafia noticed her-and in that very instant, an obsession was born. His gaze, cold yet fixated, marked the beginning of a relentless pursuit. From that moment on, he became hell-bent on uncovering every detail of her life, no matter the cost. What had once been a simple, peaceful existence for Akshita was now swept into a dangerous game of power, desire, and secrets she never even imagined. Every step she took, every choice she made, would now be watched-and nothing would ever be the same again.

haseena she leaned in, her lips brushing against Karishma's in a soft, gentle kiss. Karishma's words faltered, her moment lost as she felt Haseena's lips on hers. For a moment, she forgot what she was saying, forgot what she was feeling, and all that was left was the sensation of Haseena's kiss 😘 Karishma's lips were still moving, still forming words, but no sound came out.after some time Karishma's eyes widened in surprise as she pulled away from the kiss, her voice low and husky. "What did you just do?" she asked, her tone a mix of shock and curiosity 🧐 Haseena's eyes darted nervously, and scared 😳 expecting Karishma to be angry. Haseena she said sorry soory sorry maf kar dijiye 😥 Now Haseena was not calming down, she was only saying sorry sorry instead of pushing her away, Karishma's face contorted in a mixture of emotions. In a swift motion, Karishma cupped Haseena's face in her hands and pulled her into a fierce, passionate kiss 💋 It was as if she was trying to devour Haseena's lips, to claim her as her own. Haseena's eyes fluttered closed as she felt Karishma's intensity, her heart racing with excitement. As they broke apart for air, Karishma's eyes locked onto Haseena's, her gaze burning with desire. "Tit for tat 😘 she whispered, her voice husky and seductive. Haseena's heart skipped a beat as she realized the game had changed, and Karishma was now in control. The air was charged with tension YE KAHANI KALPANIK HAI ISKA VASTAVIKTA SE KOI LENA DENA NAHI HAI 🌚 inspired by someone not my

Both Taehyung and Jungkook's encounter after years abroad, instantly reigniting an intense, irresistible attraction between him and Jungkook . the overwhelming lust and love they share is pitted against the fear of betraying Jimin, their loyal brother and best friend. __________ ​"You know," I say, a playful edge to my voice, even though my heart is still pounding. "I've never had a boyfriend. When anyone flirts with me, Jimin gets super protective. It's like a whole thing." ​I bite my lip to keep from smiling. My eyes search his, trying to find an answer in his gaze. ​"So I have to ask," I say, the teasing tone still there, but with a genuine question beneath it. "You did the same thing. Are you my brother now?" ​A slow, knowing smile spreads across his face. He takes a step closer, closing the small gap between us. His voice drops to a low, intimate murmur, for my ears only. ​"Do you want me as a brother?" ___________

MAIN LEAD CHARACTERS: Yashvika Singh Rathore × Agastya Singh Rana 24 29 TROPES: ✓ Enemies to Lovers ✓Forced Marriage ✓Slow Burn ✓He fell first and harder ✓Obsessive and Dominant ML ✓Possessive, Bold and Fierce FL ✓Touch her and die ✓Touch him and face the consequences ✓Mafia × Buisness Women "⚠️ Heads up! This story features possessive couples, passionate encounters, and dark, steamy romance. Not for readers under 18."

"How is life going with your loving wife?", I asked putting a sly smile on my face. "Life's shitty, now spread.", he spat as his hand slowly slid up to my thigh, pushing my skirt higher as he continues to dictate. "We are not here to talk are we? Now shut your pretty little mouth before I make you" . . . . Professor Kendrik Windermere is done playing the dutiful husband in his cold, sexless arranged marriage. Frustrated and desperate, he finds an unlikely spark in Lorenza Floris, his oddball student with a dangerous obsession for steamy romance novels. When their paths cross outside the classroom, Kendrik and Lorenza strike a daring deal: a physical arrangement to fulfill his desires and her fantasies- with one strict rule: no feelings. But as passion deepens and their secret meetings grow more intense, the line between lust and love begins to blur. Can they keep their emotions in check, or will their forbidden connection spiral out of control? 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 : This book delves into dark and controversial themes, including cheating, BDSM, toxic and manipulative relationships, and deep-seated parental trauma. It explores morally complex situations and unsettling dynamics that may disturb or trigger some readers. Discretion is strongly advised-read at your own risk. Rankings: #1 on teacher #1 on Trauma #3 on New #06 on adultfiction #05 on maturelanguage #02 on student-professor

"Tell me." He whispered, voice husky with amusement. "If I take this dress off of you and touch you here." His thumb traced slow circles over the tightening nub, rubbing gently, deliberately making it harder. "Would you be wet, Олонок?" Heat surged through me like wildfire. My breath hitched before I could stop it. My lips parted, and instinctively, I bit down on my lower lip, tasting my own flesh. His thumb continued its torturous dance over the areola, small circles that became firmer, coaxing every nerve to attention. I could feel the skin puckering under his touch, my body betraying me in slow, shuddering responses. I wanted to pull away, to stand, to breathe but the grip of his gaze held me captive. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Elara Sinclair came to Maryville to disappear. After fleeing the engagement her father arranged, one that would have chained her to a life she didn't choose. She only wants quiet, classes, anonymity, and a future of her own making. But quiet shatters the moment she enrolls in Russian during her third year. Her professor, Draven Volkov, is everything she should avoid. Commanding Magnetic Impossible to ignore. His dark eyes promise more than language lessons, and his words curl around her like silk. But behind the sharp suits and the accent is a man with secrets far more dangerous than she realizes. Because Draven Volkov isn't just a professor. He's Lucius Romanov, heir to a ruthless Russian mafia dynasty, hiding in plain sight. As Elara struggles to outrun her past, she finds herself entangled in his. Desire wars with fear, attraction with survival, and every step closer to him pulls her deeper into a world of power, deception, and sin. In Maryville, falling for the wrong man doesn't just break hearts. It can cost lives. ---

"She was never supposed to care. But she did. And Tara was never supposed to feel seen-until she did." Tara doesn't ask for much-just to get through the day without breaking. Between a crumbling home life, invisible scars, and the suffocating weight of survival, she's learned to keep her head down and her heart guarded. That is, until she meets her. Maria Emerson Tara's new teacher-calm, composed, and unknowingly magnetic. She sees through Tara's defiance, her silence, her carefully constructed walls. But what begins as concern slowly twists into something far more dangerous-for both of them. As glances linger too long and conversations dip too deep, an unspoken bond forms. It's wrong. It's terrifying. It's the only thing that feels right. But nothing stays secret forever. With friends growing suspicious, a town ready to judge, and the threat of everything unraveling, Tara is forced to confront the truth: she's falling for the one person she should stay away from. And Maria? She knows the line. But she keeps stepping closer. Ms. Emerson is an emotionally charged wlw age-gap romance about the pull of forbidden connection, the ache of being seen, and the cost of crossing lines that were never meant to be blurred. Some love stories aren't allowed. But they still find a way to be written.

#1 of deal series ADITYA THAKUR She was just a puppet of my father. He wanted me to marry because I was turning into 30. I loved my father. But this time he made a mistake. He proposed a deal. Marry her and become CEO of Thakur company once you turned 30. There was only 15 days left for my 30th birthday. And I have to make a decision. ANKITA GUPTA I was a loving and single child of my parents. They died and in that accident I lost my everything. I lost my parents. My memories. I have problem in my brain. I am turned as inocent as child. I have almost lost all of my memories. I don't know how to do anything except cooking. I was living in hell and always pray to matarani. until that cutie uncle came. He came but he married me to a uncle. I was 18 and he was of 30. Now I have to live with him. In another hell. cold X childish Grumpy X sunshine slow burn careless X protective clumsy X mr perfect -------------------------------------------------------- Thank you for these rankings kitties...❤️💋 #2 in Deal - 14/10/2025 #2 in indianmarriage - 8/11/2025 #2 in grumpy - 11/11/2025 #2 in sunshine - 13/11/2025 #7 in comedy-romance - 25/11/25 #3 in comedy-romance -26/11/25 #1 in firstlove - 18,16/12/25 #5 in arranged - 17/12/25 #2 in firstloves - 18/12/25 #2 in comedy-romance - 18/12/25 #1 in indianmarriage - 18/12/25

A signature on a contract. A seal of approval. A trap she never saw coming. Anaya Bansal had always known she was just a burden to her family. So when her parents sold her off in marriage to the ruthless billionaire Rudra Malhotra, she didn't flinch. A loveless, cold marriage was still better than staying in a house where she was never wanted. Rudra Malhotra is a man who built an empire from nothing. He rules with power, wealth, and an iron heart. Marriage was never in his plans, but his mother's ultimatum gave him no choice. Now, he's stuck with a fragile-looking wife who doesn't belong in his world. He wants distance. She wants freedom. He is cold as ice. She is fire wrapped in silk. But in this game of control, who will break first?

"You are not going to leave me. No matter what. IS. THAT. CLEAR?" His voice was a low, inhuman growl. I froze. "And what made you think that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, thumb pressing hard, fingers digging into my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes-dark, unblinking-held something far more terrifying than rage. Obsession. He leaned in, whispering at the hollow of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment the thought of leaving me crossed your mind... you called the devil himself." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed, pulling my face closer, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me human... but only you can bring out the monster every single time." "You're not the man I loved. You're not the man I married." My voice trembled, my body shaking at the darkness I had never seen. That night, Roop saw the man she had married-Not the one she loved. But the one the world feared. Her husband. Her tormentor. Her predator. Her Dev. The man who was once her home had become a golden cage. She was now the prisoner of the mafia king the world called insane-a monster carved from shadows and power. Yet sometimes the world is so cruel, and love so blinding, that even a cage can feel like heaven. He wasn't a jealous man. He was territorial- And his kind of territory ended bloodlines, not conversations. A war between fire and ice. Between obsession, hunger, and power. Between a girl desperate to escape the world- And a man who would burn the world to keep her safe. Or more precisely... to keep her with him. Welcome to the beginning of Roop and Deva's story. A tale of possession. Madness. And a love that was never meant to be gentle.

🔞🔞🔞🔞 ✨️"She was chaos wrapped in innocence... and he was a storm that never settled. Together, they were destiny."✨️✨️✨️ He was the man who ruled empires with his ruthless mind. She was the girl who dreamed with her innocent heart. Rudra Singh Rathore - tall, muscular, too handsome to be real. A man whose voice alone could make people shiver. CEO of Picola Pvt Ltd. Betrayed once, he believes- "Pyaar naam ki cheez sirf books mein hoti hai... asli duniya mein sab paisa dekhte hain." And then, there's Adhira Singh - 20, short, clumsy, bubbly. A girl who could talk for hours, sing for days, and dream forever. She always believed- "One day, mera Rajkumar aayega... jo mujhe hamesha pyaar karega, hamesha sambhalega." When destiny ties them together through family bonds and promises... He thinks she's "just another gold digger". She thinks he's "the most arrogant, khadoos insaan on earth." But between his hate and her innocence... something begins to burn. 🔥 A story of two opposite worlds colliding. 🔥 Of wounds that heal with love. 🔥 Of a ruthless man who never believed in love... until he met the girl who sang her way into his heart. 🔥 Rudra × Adhira 💍 strangers → Lovers → Soulmates 🌹 Drama | Angst | Spice | Romance ✨ Follow for updates & teasers ⚠️All the pictures used in this story are taken from Pinterest. I do not own any of them. ⚠️⚠️This story may contain mature scenes. Reader discretion is advised.

Falling head over heels, in an alien jungle... like literally falling. When your knee deep in danger, it's good to find a group of guys with a lot of legs. They're half man, half spider. Can Brooklyn turn a phobia into a fetish? She's got to survive first to find out. A funny, smutty, thrilling adventure.

He carries walls colder than steel, a protector forged by pain, a man who trusts no heartbeat but his own. She is chaos wrapped in sunlight-laughter in her veins, rebellion in her smile, a soul that refuses to be tamed. When destiny throws them together, the collision is more than chance-it's fire meeting storm, bliss dancing with ruin, a rhythm that could either shatter or save them. In a world where every secret cuts deeper than a blade, and every desire burns brighter than truth,their story isn't about falling in love... -it's about surviving it. Rauhaaz - a tale where protection feels like prison, passion feels like madness, and souls dare to defy fate itself.

. ۪ ׄ ✧ 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑶𝒏𝒆 ۪ ׄ ✧ ❝ 𝘾𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 ❞ Husband × Wife Teacher × Student "He was the storm she never saw coming; she was the calm he never thought he'd crave." Minnie lived in a world of quiet dreams, where love was meant to be soft, gentle, and kind. But Siddharth? He was none of those things. Ruthless, obsessive, and dangerously possessive, he saw Minnie as his-long before she ever realized it herself. Trapped in a web of fate she never knew she had been into, Minnie struggles to break free from the man who claims to love her in a way that suffocates as much as it consumes. But Siddharth doesn't understand the meaning of letting go. He is a man who takes what he wants, and all he wants is her. A tale of control and defiance, desire and fear. Will she find herself surrendering to the very darkness she tried to run from? - Read more to find out 🌹 #1 Toxic #1 student #1 younggirl #1 coldguy #1 Teacher on [ 12-01-26 ] #1 Business

"I'm poison, Hridya," Kabir warned, his eyes cold and distant. She smiled - the kind that hides storms. "Good," she whispered, "I never craved sweet." --- "I don't need anyone by my side," he said, his voice firm, final. Her lips curved again, softer this time. "That's why I chose to stand behind you," she replied. --- She's HRIDYA DESAI- the girl who has loved KABIR RANAWAT in silence for six long years. And now, the man who owns her heartbeat... is marrying her cousin. Will she confess before the wedding bells drown her voice? Or will she keep loving him - quietly, fiercely, and from the shadows - even when he belongs to someone else?