Fameandpower Stories

Mae was never meant to be feared. She was a soft spoken, working-class devoted housewife from New York. Invisible. She married a daring man she loved-only to watch him rise into something monstrous: a powerful gangster whose name carried blood, money, and control. While he ruled the streets, Mae ruled the home. Faithful. Traditional. Silent. She stood strong, aware of his affairs with Hollywood singers. Cleaning up his messes and surviving mafia attacks meant for him-again and again. They underestimated her. That was their mistake. When her husband goes to prison and loses his grip on reality, the world finally loosens its hold on Mae. With her friends at her side, she steps into the life she always dreamed of-Hollywood lights, fame, freedom, and a dangerous rebirth. But the past doesn't forget its wives so easily. This is a dark romance about devotion, betrayal, power, and a woman who bloomed too late to be saved-and too fiercely to be stopped. A mafia fantasy. A Hollywood rise. A love story stained in blood. Sincerely, Mae

She thought leaving India would end the chaos. She was wrong. Siya's world shattered the moment her identity was revealed. Now in Seoul, surrounded by fame, power, and flashing cameras, she must face the consequences of truth. A brother who wants to protect her. A lover who refuses to lose her. And a boy in India whose silence speaks louder than words. When love, family, and destiny collide, someone will have to let go. But the question is - who?

"Do you think I will let anyone...any fucking one take what is mine?" Thrust. With the first rough thrust, she bucked up against his hard chest. "Nobody touches you. Nobody gets to have you and that includes my brother" Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Her enemy's fingers work inside her with persistent brutality. Curling, teasing and dragging her to the edge of something she should not want. She loathed him. Hated the way he controlled her, the way he made her body betray her. But she couldn't fight it. Her tormentor wasn't just a man. He was an abyss. The ruler of the world where absolute power reigns and love is a weakness. Her pleasure filled, muffled gasps filled the small space of the changing room. With each thrust she is coming closer to heaven. The mirror reflected her ruin - lips parted, eyes wild, breasts bouncing with the brutality of his touch. Then - a voice. Right outside the door. Her entire body locked. "Are you inside, baby?" Her heart pounded against her ribs. But her tormentor didn't stop. He didn't fucking stop. If anything, he added another finger, his other hand, pressing harder over her mouth. His voice curled around her ear, dark amusement laced with warning. "Stay silent, Selene... or I will make sure you come while he is listening." And with that her game took a deadly turn. ❖𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝑪𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔 ❖ ©2025 Jappy Mangat. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or used without permission. Any case of plagiarism will be strictly dealed.

Shadow of Love 🌑💖 He's Rudra. 27. CEO. Mafia king. A man whose name commands fear, yet hides a world of secrets and scars. She's Anvi. 21. Brilliant, kind, and fearless in ways no one expects-a girl who walks into chaos with a heart full of light. When fate drags them together, love and danger intertwine. Secrets will surface, loyalties will shatter, and one choice could change everything. In the shadows of power and desire, will their hearts survive-or be consumed?