The Scarlet Accord
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Ultima publicare lun, iun 9, 2025
A dazzling couple dancing under a sky ablaze with stars, in the middle of a moonlit meadow. The man, dashing in a sleek black suit, twirls his partner-radiant in a flowing crimson dress that catches the breeze like fire. Around them, fairy lights twinkle in harmony with the constellations above. The grass glows silver under the starlight, and music seems to hum through the air itself. A moment frozen in magic-love moving to the rhythm of the universe.
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TEJNA
"Ouchh," I cried trying to balance. I looked up at him with soft eyes, flushed cheeks. He looked into my eyes with his knitted ones. His hair lying over his sweaty forehead. I never presumed to glimpse him this close. His photographs conveyed his good looks but his dominating aura was hard to handle. I was feeling scared to even breathe in his arms. Bringing his fingers to my face he gently pushed hair strands behind my ear. I lowered my eyes feeling extremely shy. "Sambhal kar chaliye zara, har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," he said in a scratchy tone. There was a hint of taunt present. I knitted my brows to his words and quickly matched his aura. "Hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said glaring at him. He shot his eyebrows a little and I pushed him to leave angrily. Turning around I stepped up on another dumbbell and slipped over it again. I threw my hands in the air for support and once again found him snaking my waist and pulling my back closer to his chest. "Are you sure," he asked over my ears. I angrily looked back at him, found him smirking. "Baahon mein girte girte, mohabbat me mat giriyega hamare," he whispered looking into my eyes. "Kabhi nahi," I replied and left. I royally ignored his taunt only to end up marrying him. Day by day my feelings for him grew stronger though finding happiness was becoming a risky game. But I was heartbroken upon discovering that he only married me out of pity and loved someone else who he was to marry. Not having parents from young age now made me helpless. It felt good to leave home where my family cared for me all these years, after my parents. I did not want to go back and be a burden again. But living this life with him didn't seem fruitful either. This is love story of Tejas Pratap Rathore and Sunaina Maan Singh. Storyline takes place in the early years of 21st century (2001). A beloved saga tying them together in love and commitment whilst they dwell over misunderstandings and growing feelings.
Bound By Her Wish
His phone buzzed, unable to resist he glanced at the screen --and his breath caught, his composure wavered at the images filled his view as she had sent him her pictures sparked by her friends teasing suggestion. The sight of her was irresistibly alluring. She lay bare, with nothing but a small pillow covering her treasures, her two melons were tantalizingly hidden from view, her delicate fingers grasping them gently. Her other hand rested sensuously on her thigh, the movement of her fingers slow and deliberate . A rush of heat surged through him, and a deep ache settled low in his core as he shifted discreetly. ****** Rudraksh Singh sekhawat was a man forged by fire this name carried weight, respect, and fear. Aarna Thakur was everything Rudraksh was not. Innocent, sheltered, and untouched by the world's harsh realities. Bound my unbreakable vow and someone's wish he found himself marrying a girl 11 years younger . His marriage was a duty, a commitment made out of obligation rather than desire. KathleenNoir Copyright@2024 Mature Content! © All Rights Reserved
✨STARLIGHT 𝘢𝘯𝘥 STARDUST✨
Dark silk sheets tangled with morning light. The metallic glint of cufflinks against tanned skin. A slow smirk that feels like a dare. Champagne fizzing in crystal glasses while the city glows beneath the skyline. Her perfume on his suit. His cologne on her skin. Hands that command. Eyes that claim. Words that burn. Power isn't just in the boardroom here-it's in every glance, every touch, every dangerously close breath. This is a world where passion is weaponized, where desire feels like sin, and where the line between control and surrender blurs until you can't tell if you're falling in love or falling into the flames.
MARRIED TO A STRANGER
She stood at the mandap Heart pounding beneath layers of silk and gold. Her family's honor rested on her shoulders, and before her stood a stranger. Her soon-to-be husband. His gaze was cold, distant, but his hand was steady as he tied the mangalsutra around her neck. He hadn't wanted this marriage, but he needed it. His past was a cage of secrets, and she was his shield. He thought she would stay quiet, invisible. But she didn't. 💔 ✨ Slowly, against his will, her light melted the darkness in him. Perhaps this marriage of duty was never just about honor. Perhaps it was destiny in disguise. ❤️Complet
Saiyaara: A Love Written in Silence
Some stars burn brighter after they fall... Vaani was meant to marry Krish-her first love. But after tragedy strikes, she's left with Aarav, Krish's best friend, a war-scarred soldier bound by guilt. They didn't choose this life. But fate did. In the quiet of shared grief, something begins to bloom-a love too complicated to name, too powerful to ignore. A haunting tale of loss, longing, and a love written in starlight.Complet
Fascinated
"I thought you really liked me." She whispered with moist hazel eyes and despair. His heart spasmed at the view, seeing how hurt she is. For a moment or two his steal gray eyes filled with solicitude for her which he immediately brushed off as his ego and self-esteem overpowered his mind. He chuckled softly taking slow predatory steps towards her. "Oh darling! I never thought you to be this immature. I just manipulated you to think that way. Only thing I feel for you is lust and vengeance." With smirk on his face he approached her slowly yet in long strides. She stepped back with fear written all over her face till her back hit the wall.Complet
Handcuffed In Love | ✓
𝐀𝐂𝐏 𝐀𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 (𝟐𝟕 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬) Is a self possessed, dignified police officer. He is a little rude for outside world but is calm, funny and caring for his family. 𝐙𝐨𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐝 (𝟐𝟑 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬) She is popular and kind student of her college. And a high level Bollywood lover. But she only loves to be with the people she loved. An encounter between both of them and the sparks fly instantly. Plot twist-only from one side. But will they meet again? ----- 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 Slow Burn She Fell First Both Fell Harder Love At First Sight Bestfriend's Brother 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰𝐬 "It is such an uplifting book. This book helped me in my bad times. Both of the characters were so relatable, they feel personal the way you have written them. I'd love to say somehow you make every character feel personal through your writing." "This book is too good. I just loved it. I enjoyed it a lot, eagerly waiting for the remaining couple's book." "Hey author, just completed 'Handcuffed in Love' and it was awesome. It was light-hearted and so fulfilling, it feels so good to read stories like this for once in a while among all serious tropes. Keep writing like this." "I loved the story. It was light-hearted and full of family chaos. The bond of Zoya and Kriti with Siya's family and there was no toxicity and disrespect. I really enjoyed reading it." "This is my first time reading this trope and you made me fall in love with this trope." "What an amazing book, bohot hi mast likha hai author, fav book ban gayi in police officer genre massttt hai bhai samajh nahi aa raha hai kaise batau but bohot mast likha hai." "Your books are really good, have already read 3 of them, they give so much comfort and warmth." "I thoroughly enjoyed reading this book. Laughed like a mad man too, great work." "I actually loved this story's author. I was scared due to the murder case, really,Complet
𝐶𝘩𝑎𝑎𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝐾𝑎 𝑆𝑎𝑓𝑎𝑟 | 18+
This story will take a turn when our cute handsome business man will turn into a dangerous ...... unknowingly he kept it a secret and she finds it out a man cloaked in the shadows of his past, his heart encased in frost. Yet, amidst his icy demeanor, she emerges, a beacon of warmth and radiance, her spirit ablaze like the morning sun. Their worlds collide, his darkness meeting her light, igniting a passionate dance between two souls destined to thaw the frost of his heart. Amidst the contrasts of their beings, they discover that love knows no bounds, melting away the barriers of coldness and illuminating the path to a shared warmth that defies the coldest of nights. " Fuckk.. stopp ... plz uhh plz riann.." "no kitten no escape today u r mine u understand?" I nod tears streaming down my eyes in pleasure and pain and he spanks me making me cry out. "Words baby " yes ....Rian uhhh..
"Ouchh," I cried trying to balance. I looked up at him with soft eyes, flushed cheeks. He looked into my eyes with his knitted ones. His hair lying over his sweaty forehead. I never presumed to glimpse him this close. His photographs conveyed his good looks but his dominating aura was hard to handle. I was feeling scared to even breathe in his arms. Bringing his fingers to my face he gently pushed hair strands behind my ear. I lowered my eyes feeling extremely shy. "Sambhal kar chaliye zara, har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," he said in a scratchy tone. There was a hint of taunt present. I knitted my brows to his words and quickly matched his aura. "Hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said glaring at him. He shot his eyebrows a little and I pushed him to leave angrily. Turning around I stepped up on another dumbbell and slipped over it again. I threw my hands in the air for support and once again found him snaking my waist and pulling my back closer to his chest. "Are you sure," he asked over my ears. I angrily looked back at him, found him smirking. "Baahon mein girte girte, mohabbat me mat giriyega hamare," he whispered looking into my eyes. "Kabhi nahi," I replied and left. I royally ignored his taunt only to end up marrying him. Day by day my feelings for him grew stronger though finding happiness was becoming a risky game. But I was heartbroken upon discovering that he only married me out of pity and loved someone else who he was to marry. Not having parents from young age now made me helpless. It felt good to leave home where my family cared for me all these years, after my parents. I did not want to go back and be a burden again. But living this life with him didn't seem fruitful either. This is love story of Tejas Pratap Rathore and Sunaina Maan Singh. Storyline takes place in the early years of 21st century (2001). A beloved saga tying them together in love and commitment whilst they dwell over misunderstandings and growing feelings.
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