Hindismut Stories

🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞 life of Meera 🥵🥵🥵🥵

He promised her marriage... and she believed him. But on their wedding day, he vanished without a trace - leaving her heartbroken and carrying his child. Two months later, he came back. Not to apologize. Not to love her. But to force the marriage he once abandoned. Why did he leave her on that day? Can she forgive him... or will this marriage destroy her all over again?

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Desi Smut hindi 🔞

Flight 9W-237 lies shattered across a Himalayan ridge. It didn't crash. It was hunted out of the sky. Only two heartbeats still echo in the wreckage. Major Ahaan "Falcon" Singh, Para SF, moves through the Himalayan cold like death itself. Bleeding shoulder, storm-grey eyes colder than the mountain, and a grip that could snap bone. He's the kind of man whose classified files are sealed for a reason-the kind who's killed more men than he's saved. His has eyes that have seen death and hunting it. I was just another passenger flying home when terrorists turned the plane journey into a nightmare. We have survived. Because he wrapped his body around mine when the plane kissed the mountain. Now we're stranded on snowy mountains in cave. He positioned himself between me and the cave entrance, a human barrier against the cold and the darkness. "You're shivering," he says, voice low, rough from smoke and command. I nod, unable to speak. It's not the cold making my breath catch. He shrugs off his jacket and drapes it over my shoulders. The warmth still carries his scent: metal, pine, and raw man. Then he steps closer. Too close. His calloused fingers brush a strand of hair from my face, lingering longer than necessary. "I've got you," he murmurs against my ear. "No one's touching you again. Not while I'm breathing." My heart slams against my ribs. I should be terrified. I've just survived a hijacking, a crash, a bloodbath. Rescue is forty-eight hours away. Forty-eight hours of snowstorms, in a cave, and a man who saved my life. When he looks at me, it's with the kind of focus he probably reserves for military objectives. Except it's softer. Deeper. Like I'm the mission that matters. The hunters circle. The snow falls. And I realize-The most dangerous man on this terrain isn't the terrorists outside. It's the one holding me like he'll never let go, even as he pretends I mean nothing at all.

ᴏɴ ᴡᴇᴅᴅɪɴɢ ɴɪɢʜᴛ, ɪ ᴀᴄᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴜʟᴘᴇᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴘɪᴄᴇᴅ ᴍɪʟᴋ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʀɪᴛᴜᴀʟꜱ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙʟᴜʀʀᴇᴅ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ... 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠? 𝐈 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐝, 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫? 𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬? Check out this book for knowing more:)

18+ Short stories collection