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Her Stain

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Chapitres 42
Durée 5h 2m

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The palm of my hand stung because of the slap and I clenched it hard, as I walked away from him. I came to halt, when he caught my wrist in his hand. My eyes widening, I turned around. His eyes held a glittering fire, he yanked me backwards making me fall on his chest he whispered, "Stop walking away from me, Love." 

My hands on his chest tried to push him away, but his grip tightened he pulled me closer to him making my breath hitch. His eyes were staring in mine, I averted mine fiercely trying to avoid his gaze. My eyes landed on his cheek, where I slapped him not two minutes ago and it made me wonder. 

What shameless man was he, for if it was any other male they wouldn't look my way another time. Didn't he feel an ounce of embarassment? 

He raised his hand with a slight smile, "You forgot something, Siya." 

My eyes slid towards his hand, with which my anklet dangled between us. I felt my eyes widened, I looked down. 

"My love, hate me all you want." His deep voice caught my attention, my eyes meeting his on their own accord. It was as if he had got closer than he was before, "But try to walk away from me? I am not sure I could handle that, Meri Jaan." 
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"If I want you desperately enough to light up my own business on fire for a single smile of yours, Siya Yuvaan Singh Chauhan, I doubt there is anything in this world I wouldn't do for you."
         -Yuvraaj Singh Chauhan.
 
"Yuvraaj Singh Chauhan, What I feel towards you goes beyond words, beyond the boundaries of languages and beyond the boundaries of this measely world. What I feel for you goes beyond the word 'hate'. It goes beyond your regrets, your guilt, and way beyond the love I could hold for any human being ever."
              - Siya Sharma. 

A perfect example for hell? An obsessed stalker, Forced marriage and constant crumbling respect. I welcome you to, Siya and Yuvraaj's journey.

The tainted black heart, The red shade...it was her stain.
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His Silence Her Storm, écrit par pretty_tales

"Siddharth..." He didn't say anything. Just walked towards me. His eyes were darker than night-intense, unreadable. Hungry. "I shouldn't have come," I whispered, my voice shaky. "This is not-" His hands circle my wrist pulling me behind the water tank, where the fading light wouldn't betray us. "You like the way they look at you, don't you?" Before I could answer, he shoved me against the wall, his body pinning mine. The rough concrete scraped my back, but the sting was nothing compared to the fire in his eyes. His eyes looked dark and dangerous. His mouth crashed into mine, claiming, punishing. I gasped, and he took it as invitation, his tongue sliding against mine with a possessiveness that left me dizzy. His hands were everywhere-tugging at my clothes, gripping my waist hard enough to bruise. I whimpered as his fingers slipped under my skirt, rough and impatient. .......... Pranati had always admired Shravan, her carefree cousin since she was in 7th grade. But everything changed the day Siddharth, his older brother, stepped into her life. During the Bathukamma festival, a stolen glance and an unexpected kiss from him shattered her innocent love on Shravan. Her heart now ached for the man who had awakened something deeper within her. But just as she began to navigate these new feelings, a dark presence emerged. A stalker, sending her unsettling notes, watching her from the shadows. Torn between her past with Shravan and her growing connection with Siddharth, Pranati found herself trapped. Who would claim her heart? And who was the one lurking, waiting to disrupt everything she thought she knew? -- Removing this book on 1st March so do ready it asap. This book is completed in my scrollstck the link is in my bio Copyright His Silence, Her Storm © 2025 Preeti Singari All rights reserved.

Vows ~ A Forced Marriage, écrit par fictionimagines

Rudra Raajveer Rajput X Aadhya Rao Rudra Raajveer Rajput Rudra Raajveer Rajput, a captivating and dangerous figure in the underworld. His presence demands attention, embodying both charisma and menace. Yet, amid the shadows of his criminal life, a twist of fate unfolds as he becomes smitten or more like obsessed at first sight with Aadhya Rao. A beautiful, smart and kind woman with a soft personality. Totally opposite of Rudra. Unraveling the layers of Rudra's persona, we discover a man torn between the perilous realms of his mafia existence and the unexpected allure of love. Aadhya Rao Aadhya Rao, a delightful blend of innocence and intelligence. Her world revolves around the unwavering love for her parents and the everyday rhythm of working in her father's Company. Little did she know that a chance encounter with Rudra Raajveer Rajput, a dangerous mafia figure, would alter the course of her fate. Caught in a web of circumstances, Aadhya finds herself blackmailed into an unwilling marriage with Rudra. As the complexities of their entangled lives unfold, the question lingers-will she discover love in the most unexpected places and grant Rudra a chance? ••••••••••••• "Don't call me a princess, it's creepy" Aadhya tried to get away from his grip but his grip only tightened. "Dont fucking blackmail me. I won't marry you. We just saw each other once and you fell in love with me? Pagal ladka" Rudra chuckled evilly. "I don't care about your opinion. You are going to marry me and that's final." ••••••••••••• "I hate you and always will. You are hurting me already and don't you dare give me shitty promises like this again" Aadhya said as tears fell from her eyes. ••••••••••••• "I love you Aadhya" Rudra mumbled against her neck and started leaving wet kisses on the neck. She gasped and fisted his shirt tight with her small hands when he started biting and sucking her soft spot.

From Rivals to Lovers , écrit par Kishee_ff

"ugh!! Put me down you fucker!" Yuvika yelled while wriggling on his shoulder. "Stop wiggling!" He said giving a smack on ass causing her to stop wriggling. "Squirrels look good on trees like you are looking at my shoulder, my little squirrel!" "I'm not a toy, put me down." She said hitting on his back. "You ARE my toy, squirrel..., and today I will show you what I meant when I say I don't share my things!" He said, throwing her on the bed makes her bounce on the soft mattress. "Stay away from me Abhi.." she said nervously, when she saw him getting on the bed. "STRIP!!" **************************************** A story where two business tycoons meet. Yuvika and Abhishek, CEOs of the Two biggest companies of india. Hate eachother more than anything else. They are not just rivals in business but think each other's enemies and compete in any other field too. They always find chances to mock each other. There was one thing which was common among them "Love is useless" But not everyone would be like them. Their siblings fall in love but now how will they tell this to them? What will their siblings do to get their love? Will the Rivals ever feel something for eachother? Will their rivalry change into something beautiful? To know about the beautiful journey of two rivals.... Try reading From Rivals To Lovers by kishee_ff

Inevitable Love (#1 The Inevitable Series), écrit par VeraTales1111

"She had been his ever since she agreed to marry him, but what will happen when she falls for Reyansh Malhotra ~ a man who doesn't believe in love?" _____________________________________________ "He is obsessed with Baani Roy but refuses to love her. Even though, deep down, he is unknowingly falling for her, will he be able to identify his feelings, or will it be too late?" _____________________________________________ I hurried toward his study, my heart racing with excitement. The news had left me glowing, and I couldn't wait to share it with him. He'll be so happy, I thought, a smile tugging at my lips. As I reached the door, I paused, taking a deep breath to steady myself. This is it. He needs to know. With that, I raised my hand to knock, anticipation thrumming through me. But before I could knock I heard his voice from behind the door. "Shut up Karan, I don't love her." He yelled at his best friend. " Oh, really then why the fuck did you even marry her."Karan roared "Because it was a contract dammit, a fucking contract and it will always remain the same." I stood frozen, the weight of his words crashing down on me like a tidal wave. My chest tightened, and before I could stop it, a single tear slipped from my eye, trailing slowly down my right cheek. I didn't bother wiping it away; the ache in my heart was too overwhelming. "It was a contract," I reminded myself bitterly. "How did I forget that? He doesn't love me. He never will." The thought pierced through me, sharp and unforgiving. "I was a fool to believe it was anything more than that-a simple arrangement." I said to myself My hands clenched at my sides as I tried to steady my trembling breaths, but the betrayal I felt refused to loosen its grip.

HIYA : His Heart , écrit par the_fairyteller

Rudraksh × Hiya A heart wrenching tale of two souls. One is shattered and the other is ruthless. Will he be her healer or tormenter? ❤️Rudraksh Singh Rathore (27)❤️ He is a man whose eyes are enough to silence you. Commanding attention, his aura screams power. A Greek God, he has got all the looks any girl would want,but none dares to approach him.He is the king of Udaipur and the Mafia world. CEO of Rathore Group of Companies, he is the last person you want to be enemies with. He rules both the corporate and mafia world, he is known as the BLACK PANTHER in Mafia world.He is cold and ruthless for his enemies but can kill or get killed for his family. He gets what he wants. ________________________________________________ ❤️Hiya Sen (25)❤️ Ceo of Aasha Group of Companies, she is devoid of any emotion and expression. She has worked tirelessly for her Company and has reached the zenith of the corporate world. Once, she was also a bubbly and mischievous girl but something changed her to be cold and emotionless. She still smiles but those are fake, she still enjoys life but it's all pretentious. She shows everyone that she is tough but only she knows how devastated she is. None tried to remove her tough facade and search for the sensitive girl who is scared to come out, who is in dark, thus, she has built a wall around her heart, so strong that now even if anyone tries won't be able to find a way in. With a heart broken, dreams shattered, tears dried, she doesn't live, she just exists, only for her sisters. ________________________________________________ They come face to face by fate but are entwined together by him. He has set his eyes on her. He is ready to break the walls of her heart, piece her together again and make her smile, from the heart 'cause she has now become his Heart..... Will he succeed?? ________________________________________ Tropes Grumpy × Grumpy CEO and Mafia × CEO Forced Marriage He fell first, both fell hard

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Waiting for his 'LOVE' | ✔, écrit par Ramzz005

Highest Rank: 1 in romance Cover credits: GS_Stella. He was my first love but I wasn't his. He decided not to see my face ever again. So did I. "It's been a long time, Sanjana" he said leaning back into his seat. His one smile is enough to make my heart flutter. He was the man who made me fall in love. He was also the man who broke your precious heart added my brain. "Yeah, Six years is quite so long"I said trying not to sound weak.I clutched my fist tightly and my nails started digging deep into my flesh. Ah.. It's paining. He gave you more pain than this,Sanjana added my brain. "So how's life? Did you met your soulmate?" he asked with an evil smirk. "I found one" I blurted out. I could feel blood oozing out from my palms. "I thought I would never see you again. What are you doing here in London?" he asked walking towards me "Well, even I thought the same and FYI this is my home. Do I need your permission to stay here?" I asked folding my hands across my chest. He stood in front of me smiling. Don't look into his eyes, Sanjana. He will consume you...again. I told myself. "Do you have anything to say? If you don't have then I will take my leave" I said taking my bag from the couch. "Why so hurry? Missing your boyfriend huh?" he asked and I turned towards him. I want to make him bleed. "You are absolutely right Mr. Malhotra and I don't want to waste my time with an idiot like you. So Bye" I said and walked towards the door. "Get ready for a break up ,love" I heard his voice. Did he just said that? I turned towards him and he had an evil smirk on his face. He is not the same person. His looks, his attitude everything is changed. He is a monster now. Does this pain lasts forever? Is Sidharth planning to break her heart again? Can Sanjana find his heart which is buried deep inside his monstrous flesh? Lets's see the journey of Sidharth and Sanjana breaking the odds and finding what they are really craving for. Copyright © Ramzz005. All rights reserve

YUVISHA, écrit par Exquisitewrites_

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Diya : His Sole Obsession, écrit par Authorsrivastava7434

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"Siddharth..." He didn't say anything. Just walked towards me. His eyes were darker than night-intense, unreadable. Hungry. "I shouldn't have come," I whispered, my voice shaky. "This is not-" His hands circle my wrist pulling me behind the water tank, where the fading light wouldn't betray us. "You like the way they look at you, don't you?" Before I could answer, he shoved me against the wall, his body pinning mine. The rough concrete scraped my back, but the sting was nothing compared to the fire in his eyes. His eyes looked dark and dangerous. His mouth crashed into mine, claiming, punishing. I gasped, and he took it as invitation, his tongue sliding against mine with a possessiveness that left me dizzy. His hands were everywhere-tugging at my clothes, gripping my waist hard enough to bruise. I whimpered as his fingers slipped under my skirt, rough and impatient. .......... Pranati had always admired Shravan, her carefree cousin since she was in 7th grade. But everything changed the day Siddharth, his older brother, stepped into her life. During the Bathukamma festival, a stolen glance and an unexpected kiss from him shattered her innocent love on Shravan. Her heart now ached for the man who had awakened something deeper within her. But just as she began to navigate these new feelings, a dark presence emerged. A stalker, sending her unsettling notes, watching her from the shadows. Torn between her past with Shravan and her growing connection with Siddharth, Pranati found herself trapped. Who would claim her heart? And who was the one lurking, waiting to disrupt everything she thought she knew? -- Removing this book on 1st March so do ready it asap. This book is completed in my scrollstck the link is in my bio Copyright His Silence, Her Storm © 2025 Preeti Singari All rights reserved.