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⚠️Triggered Warning : This book contains adult scenes(18+), violence and sexual assault. one more thing that this is not a love story..... this is an unlove story. "STAY AWAY... or else I will slap you so hard" she said angrily. A faint smirk appeared on his lips as he said in his cold heavy voice, "Don't worry baby... you started all this but now it will end when I want it to." He pressed his gun on her vagina as he again said, "You are going to love this Mrs. Dhriti Yashvardhan Chauhan." A loud thud echoed in the whole cabin... she SLAPPED him. ~ Dhriti Agarwal ~ Fun loving, caring, kind, funny and beautiful basically a sunshine girl but she knows where to become bold and strong. Mentally a slut but physically afraid of being intimate with a guy. She is an advocate practicing in the high court of New Delhi. ~ Yashvardhan Chauhan ~ Cold, grumpy and dangerous but handsome as hell. He does not have any feelings or caring for anyone except his family. He is a successful businessman who runs his real estate company in India. Somehow these souls gets tangled with each other and ended up ruining each other. -------------------------♡----------------------- Tropes~ Sunshine X Grumpy Advocate X Businessman Bold X Cold ☆☆☆☆☆ Hope you guys will enjoy it.

MML pov No one ever dared to raise their hand on me not even my father . Who she thinks I am she will regret meeting me and I will make sure . Girls die to just get a glimpse of me and she just fucking slapped me how dare she . Now I saw u my Schatz and I own every bit of you the blood that flows in my veins is longing that glimpse of your smile and those kurvige schenkel I will surely own them . Rated 1st :property Jan 4th 2026 Rated 1st : adult content Feb 15th 2026 Rated 1st : abusive content March 12th 2026 FML pov My friends told me h-he is the son of the founder of this university I am gone . B-but i didn't do anything wrong he was the one who touched me what he thought after placing those filthy hands on me . Nad moreover i just wore a godamn black saree nothing revealing. My mother said it correct boys r the filthy creature i hate them .

Rishiraj Raguhwanshi, the hukum sa of Rajasthan . Known for his unrivaled handsomeness and immense wealth. A modern king who controllers both the thrown and underworld. Asia's mafia king . Always kept his emotions locked away .UNTIL HER. Nitya Deshmukh,, a Marathi Mulgi, Ceo of the biggest event planning company. The fighter of the family. A sunshine girl who has hidden away all the darkness of her life(or just does not show it to anyone). But when she met him. IT CHANGED . it all started with contract marriage but became their forever

An Arranged but Planned Marriage. ♡𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 𝐱 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐚✩ "Kya aap humse mohobbat karte hain?", Ishan asked bowing down, kneeling on his feet in front of Shivangi. "Zaroor Ishanji, hum shapat lete hai humesha aapke sang rahenge", said Shivangi blushing. Ishan stood up and placed his hand on her and kissed on her hand. Shivangi ran as soon as he left Him. Meanwhile, Ishan's phone rang, "sir we have found your sister's killer we have sent the photo". Ishan's fell on the ground after seeing the picture and tears dropped from his eyes. What will happen when he will find that that whom he had loved is actually the killer of his sister? Will he really take revenge or will accept her?. ✧● ♡𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 𝐱 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐚 ✧ "Shanaya don't you know what I want? A baby a symbol of our love", Kabir shouted in a drunk voice. "For God sake will you shut up, don't you know that For a baby I have to be ready first if you want a baby then divorce me, I am fed up with you", Shanaya shouted back with frustration. "Shanaya?!", Hearing the word divorce, he looked at her with disbelief and then started laughing. "OK fine I will, go to your men who can give you pleasure, now I am old", Kabir threw the glass while saying and left the room with tears. "Kabirrrr, sign the divorce paper then", Shanaya shouted and burst out into laughter because her desire fulfilled. ★ "Ishan Singhania be ready for your destruction" ★ "Kabir I don't want to became a problem for you.I will protect from every enemies". Kya hua, kuch alag lagah aab jake paar bhi lena. Be ready, to witness this Twisted Tale of Love.

Some souls are too beautiful for this world, & so mine has to leave.

✫ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐈𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐆𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ᕯᕯᕯᕯᕯᕯ She walks like royalty. He moves like a storm. She commands courtrooms with fire. He rules boardrooms in silence. She hides pain behind sharp words. He buries his behind calm eyes. She trusts no one. He lets no one close. She is rage wrapped in grace. He is restraint edged with danger. She used to laugh. He used to be the reason. . . . . RITIKA SINGH RATHORE Born into Rajasthan's most powerful royal family, Ritika is the pampered princess. But she is a Queen of her own world by strength and sheer will. A fierce lawyer feared in courtrooms, her silence is sharper than most screams. But behind that cold brilliance is a past steeped in blood and betrayal. She used to be the third-in-command of the Indian underworld, but now she doesn't even look at that direction. ADWAIT SINGHANIA A self-made billionaire forged by pain, Adwait rose from the ashes of a brutal past. He thinks like a strategist, moves like a soldier and trusts no one with his heart. He is only cheerful around his family and for others, he is nothing more than a silent storm. Once the second-in-command of India's deadliest crime syndicate, he has now cut ties with the crime world. Reason? No one knows. They were once each other's biggest supporter and secret keeper. Until one night shattered it all. Yet, years later, fate throws them together again. Not as friends. Not as enemies. But as two people bound by a past that refuses to die. Because the past isn't done with them yet. Enemies are watching. Alliances are shifting. And every heartbeat draws them deeper into a war they thought they had left behind. This isn't just a second chance. It's a collision course. This is not a love story, not yet. This is a battlefield and their hearts are the most dangerous weapons of all. ✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫

"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

Book one Estrella had always been different from the other moon children. Whilst the others would fawn over the mates falling in love below them, she was falling in love with the darkness. Her mind had just as much dark in it, as it did light. And when the moon goddess finally takes action, she sends her back to Earth. The moon goddess gives Estrella a choice, prove that she can love someone and that there's still light in her, or wither away on Earth, never to see the moon goddess again. When she gets to Earth, she meets Kailen Mitchell, a cold alpha who's lost all of his compassion. And not only does she meet this cold alpha, she's mated to him as well. Will this unlikely duo help each other, or will they both go down in flames? Werewolf/witch 1ST STORY IN THE "MOON CHILD" SERIES. top rankings: #2 in Evil #2 in Rogue

Ayansh Trehan - a man wrapped in darkness. Cold. Dominating. Devil in disguise. He doesn't love. He doesn't feel. He only owns. And when he sets his eyes on something... He claims it. ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Mehnoor - soft as a whisper. Pure-hearted. Fragile. A girl who only ever wanted love... not possession. But what happens when love meets obsession? What happens when the devil decides she isn't a girl... but his toy? Will she break under his darkness? Or will her light melt the devil himself? Will she surrender to his control? Or will he fall for the very girl he tried to cage? One girl. One devil. A game of dominance. A war between love and obsession. If you crave dark romance, possessive heroes, and dangerous desires... Read His Forbidden Toy. 🔥 Because some fantasies aren't meant to stay innocent...

𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐚 𝐗 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐩 | "𝗜 𝗛𝗔𝗧𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨" she screamed right into his face, her voice laced with pure venom. Tears kept spilling from her eyes, but her grip on the gun never weakened. She had expected him to shout back. But all she found was his unwavering stare. "𝗦𝗼... 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹?" The words came out of him with a faint harshness, as though they were dragged from somewhere painfully deep. His jaw tightened slightly. But all he received in return was silence. And somehow, that silence was louder than any answer she could have given. His eyes searched her face-the trembling lips, the red, swollen eyes, the helpless fury trying desperately to hide heartbreak. Then his voice cut through the stillness again. "𝗪𝗮𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗼 𝗯𝗶𝗴... 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗼𝗳𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝘁?" The words struck her like a blow to the chest. Her breath stuttered, her composure collapsed. And that was all he needed. He moved. Slow. Deliberate. "𝗦𝗼 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗰𝘁?"he said quietly, his voice low and cutting. "𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀... 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲..."He paused for half a second, watching her break. "...𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗺𝗼𝗮𝗻𝘀-" BANGGGG. The sound ripped through the room. He never got to finish his sentence. The bullet tore through his arm. His body jerked back. For a heartbeat, the world seemed to stand still. Then...his smirk widened. "𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝗻... 𝗠𝘆 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗪𝗶𝗳𝗲."

Jake Mikel was already set to marry Sofia's cousin, Jhazmine. Pero nang umalis si Jhazmine papuntang ibang bansa, everything started to spiral into a chain of mistakes, lies, and choices that could never be undone. For Sofia, she's willing to do anything for the people she loves-lalo na para sa kanyang paboritong pinsan. And if it means confronting Jake Mikel himself, she will... dahil para sa kanya, it's nothing but pure foolishness na mahalin ng pinsan niya ang lalaking matagal na niyang tinitingalang kaaway. But fate has a cruel sense of humor-dahil sa bawat pagtutol niya, she'll soon discover that the more she fights him, the closer she gets to a dangerous line she swore she'd never cross.

If you ask Emory Rose, she'll tell you she has the best job in the world. She's a chef-doing what she loves most-on the set of the hit TV drama Med on You, filmed at Starfire Studios. The show follows Dr. Morgan Fox, a brilliant cardiologist with a complicated love life. But for Emory, it's not the storylines that make work exciting-it's the lead actress. Emory has had a quiet crush for years on Natalie Stone, the stunning star who plays Morgan. The only problem? Natalie doesn't even know she exists oh, and she's married to Alin Romano, one of the show's producers, and they have a ten-year-old daughter, Ashly. But behind the scenes, Natalie is far from happy in her marriage. Emory, knowing she'll probably never be more than a background extra in Natalie's world, has spent the last five years learning everything about her-including exactly what she likes to eat. Her secret mission? To brighten Natalie's day with thoughtfully crafted dishes, hoping to lift her spirits, even if only for a moment. Will Natalie ever truly see her? And if so, could the way to her heart be through her stomach? There's only one way to find out.

When she gets up in the middle of the night and finds her father's best friend in the kitchen, shirtless,hot and edible. She, wearing just shorts and tank top " Go back to your room," he says " Why? I wanna stay right here " she says '" why? Because I'm holding onto my last strand of self control and you're standing there in front of me with those shorts." "...so go back to your room because I'm not sure I'm strong enough to stay away from you right now". Her heart raced like drum, butterflies fluttering her stomach as his words echoed in her head. " And what if I want you to loose your self control?" She purr licking her lips and he growl throwing every caution to the wind, he reach for her neck and press his lips against hers. Have you ever found yourself attracted to your father's hot bestie 🙃 especially when he's 19yrs order than you 😁😉 🔞Rated~ 16+

Rooh Mehra has always lived her life by the rules - the obedient daughter of a middle-class, orthodox family. Sweet, naïve, yet quietly fierce, she believes love and marriage should be built on trust. But destiny has other plans. When her innocence is trapped in a scandal on the eve of Neel Rathore's wedding - a man she barely knows, yet shares distant blood with - her world shatters. Overnight, she's thrust into the role of his wife, not out of love, but out of compulsion. Neel, the cold and arrogant heir to a powerful business empire, never wanted this marriage. His heart belonged elsewhere, his life mapped out. To him, Rooh is nothing but a mistake... a reminder of betrayal he can't forgive. But how long can obedience silence her voice? How long before pride turns into passion, and strangers chained by fate discover a desire neither of them can deny? ✨ A tale of forced marriage, betrayal, family honor, and the slow burn of love that sparks in the ashes of hatred.

"why? I am not allowed to explore my sexual life just because I am a good woman." I am karma. A smart, sensible and seductive woman. I am going to tell you all sexual fantasies I am able to fulfill. "In a locked room I fucked 5 men and I have enjoyed every second of it." #1 in sexlife 🥇 #2 in adult situation 🥈 Didn't expect this! Thank u 🙏

Insert from story "You have kind eyes." He said, holding my gaze. "You look innocent." That was on purpose. "Are you ever going to tell me your name?" He asked as he started to clean my foot. "I already did. It's Heather." "Heather." He said, keeping his voice even. "Yes, Heather Dean." He just chuckled, like he didn't believe me. "Why do I get the impression that you think I'm lying?" I asked. "Because of how you respond every time I called you that." Oh...Crap, that wasn't good. "You haven't shared your name either." I pointed out. "I'm waiting." He answered simply. "For what?" "For you to tell me the truth." He looked back up at me. "It only seems fair right?" "It would only seem fair if I was lying." He looked at me for awhile before saying, "So, you're going to stick to that story, huh? All right. Well, when you're ready to be honest, I'll share my name." He had a point but....I still needed to be careful. Yes, he had been kind but that still wasn't reason enough for me to trust him just yet.

[COMPLETE.] Going to war with your dad's enemy seems chaotic. But when he asks you to pretend to love his enemy's son for information to help attack them is another type of chaos. The catch is, you can't fall for his son because it isn't apart of the deal. But love has a funny way of doing the opposite of what the world tells you to do. "Would you do it for me?" I ask. "Sure, anything for my lawyer and I understand why you are mad, I would too after being disrespected in that manner." he answers and I chuckle. "Ooh, now I have an overprotective client, lucky me." He chuckles. "Very lucky phela I'm supposed to hate you." "What's that supposed to mean?" "Nothing let's leave it." "Okay." Please don't tell me he has already figured it out. Cover: @Haiiibooo DO NOT READ IF SENSITIVE TO VIOLENCE, TORTURE AND KIDNAPPING. °If you don't like slow burns don't bother reading it. Hope you read and enjoy. Started: 06 March 2022. Finished: 30 December 2022. ☆Names, characters and places are fictious. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Book one of the Assassin series♡

ISHAN'S BEDROOM, MIDNIGHT The air is heavy with desire. Rain taps softly against the windows, but inside, the heat between them crackles louder than any storm. Jiya's back hits the wall, his body pressing into hers, their breaths tangled. Jiya (voice low, teasing): "You always touch me like you own me." Ishan (smirking, lips brushing her ear); "That's because you let me. Every damn time." Jiya (tilting her head, eyes dark with heat); "Maybe I ilke the way your hands feel when I forget who I am." Ishan (trailing his fingers down har thigh): "Then let me make you forget everything... except me." Jlya (biting her lip, breath catching): "You already have." lshan (lifting her effortlessly, pinning her to the wall): "Good. Because I want your mind hazy, your body trembling and my name, the only thing you remember when you fall apart." Jiya (moaning softly, wrapping her legs around him): "You're dangerous, Ishan." Ishan (smiling darkly lips grazing her): "And you're mine." Ishan (voice dark and possessive): "Tell me how much you want me, baby?" Jiya (breath hitching, voice trembling): "Ishan... please... I can't..." Ishan grinning, lips brushing against her ear): "Let go. I'm here. No holding back." Jiya (arching, gasping as pleasure overtakes her); "Ahh! I.... I can't... you're..." Ishan (tightening his grip on her curves): "Scream my name. Show me you're mine."

First time writing a story • Trigger warning Very gay 🏳‍🌈 slow burn homophobia