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🛑MAFIYA'S ROYAL OBSESSION🛑 = 2
The sun was blazing in the scorching afternoon of Rajasthan. The golden sands of the Thar Mountains, stretching far and wide, seemed like a burning pan. A sob pierced the endless silence. Nineteen-year-old Ishu, whose innocent and delicate complexion seemed unsuited to this harsh desert, ran with all his might. His soft, white feet sank into the hot sand with every step, slowing his pace. Beads of sweat slid down his forehead and into his eyes, but he had no time to stop. He wanted to run-far away, where no one could find him. Just then, a heavy, authoritative voice echoed from behind, shaking the desert air. "Stop, baby... this is no place to hide." The voice belonged to Rudra Pratap Rathore. A name synonymous with fear and power in this Thar region. Ishu's steps froze. When he looked back, his soul trembled. Dozens of black gypsies, kicking up dust, stood in a semicircle, as if a hunter had surrounded his prey. In the center of them stood Rudra-steadfast, calm, and dangerous. Ishu was panting heavily, his chest heaving with fear and exhaustion. He had thought he would escape this captivity, but he was alone in this vast desert. Rudra took a long, steady walk. The sound of the sand crunching beneath his boots became the thump of Ishu's heart. In the blink of an eye, Rudra wrapped his hand around Ishu's slender waist and held him in his steely arms. "Leave me... let me go!" Ishu tried to scream, pounding his chest with his small hands, but his voice was muffled by fatigue. Rudra leaned close to his ear and took a deep, calm breath. His grip tightened, but his tone was calm। "Enough... calm down now. You've played enough," Rudra said, caressing her cheek. "Come on, let's go home now." 'Home'-for Ishu, the word no longer meant comfort, but rather a beautiful cage. Rudra practically picked her up in his arms and started toward the zip. Only Rudra's shoe prints remained on the desert sand; Ishu's footsteps had already been erased by the wind.
where love stayed back
"Where love stayed back" is a story of Raghav varma, an alpha born into a rich and traditional family and vihaan varma ,an orphaned omega with two children. What happens when their paths cross?
The Lace Remnant of the DGP's Midnight 𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋⟢
Ი⑅𐑼 DGP Rudra Singham is cold, ruthless, and doesn't believe in feelings. But after a one-night encounter with a mysterious man with a very unique body, he finds himself unexpectedly disappointed when he wakes up to discover that the man is gone. The only thing the stranger left behind is his bra, which Rudra chuckles at before tucking it into his pocket. Despite his hardened exterior, Rudra can't stop thinking about the mysterious man and secretly hopes to meet him again. After solving an important case, Rudra orders his men to find the man's identity. He discover that the mysterious man, Arjun, is pregnant . Shocked, yes, but happy? More than he ever expected. But the main thing that bothers Rudra is that Arjun never even told him that he was pregnant with Rudra's child Eventhough Arjun checked his Id that morning before running away. Rudra doesn't care, though. Instead, he simply smirks, as his mind is already busy planning what he will do next. 😏Complete
His Keshav (BL)
His life, surrounded by scheming by darkness, by vile humans he himself was more darker than night was a maniac then came a boy just like whispers of soft cool wind on sunny day ... Oh how badly he went crazy for that one person.... He just wanted him... Wanted him .... Wanted ...keshav to be his..only his... His keshav.... Keshav to be owned and possessed by him to be marked by only him. Keshav who just held kindness in his eyes for the world never knew how cruely how disgustingly those filthy thoughts were brewing in the dark eyes of the person he respected the most. This is an Indian Bl story. WARNING Indian bl MxB Marriage BxB Obsession Mpreg Possessiveness Transmigration Kind MC Crazy ML Manipulation GxG Killings Politics Stalking
Rebirth but I know everything
Vihaan Verma was reborn but will he marry his husband again?
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INDIAN BL ( desi )STORY!!!!!!!! hello 🤗 guys 🌤️✨ 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐈𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 ✨🌤️ In a world filled with toxicity, politics, betrayal and power games... ❤️🔥 This story is about the kind of love that softens monsters. About kings 👑 who ruled villages, politics and empires... yet willingly bowed their heads only in front of the people they loved. 🖤 A tale of dangerous men, chaotic soulmates, hidden scars, protective love, jealousy, laughter, family bonds and hearts that found warmth in each other despite living in darkness. 🌙✨ Where love isn't weak. Love becomes power. 🔥 And somewhere between political wars and emotional storms... they slowly become each other's sunlight. ☀️🫀 this story hass...... man x boy content two main couples and other side couples smuggling, drugs and many more assault murder ( as the leads are mafias soo ..yehhh ) HOmophobesss kindly leave frome here cuzz this story is not for u guys Don't report !!!!
🛑 MAFIYA'S ROYAL OBSESSION🛑 (BL)
Aksh, the beloved son of Mumbai's famous wealthy Verma family, is only 17 years old. What happens when Bhairav Pratap Rathod, a mafia boss from Rajasthan, sees him and becomes infatuated with him? The Verma family arranges Aksh's marriage with Bhairav. The uproar occurs when the boy, Aksh, flees to America to avoid marriage. Bhairav catches him. Aksh: I don't want to marry you!!!!!!...... (Tears were streaming down Aksha's fair cheeks. He spoke while taking a step back.) Bhairav: It doesn't matter to me. You're mine, and I'll soon make you mine. (The broad-chested man snapped his fingers.) "Let go of me." Before Aksh could retreat, he lifted the little boy into his arms.
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DARK OBSESSION (Twoshots)
THIS IS FULL OF SHORT STORIES FULL OF DARKNESS... I have a lot of ideas about dark stories....soo hope u like it.... IT WILL CONTAIN... Boy and boy (BL) Gl(but not main couple,side couple only) Age gap Threesome M-preg Manipulation innocent and naive bottom obsessed top Happy ending AND MANY MORE DARK STUFF....BUT NO CHEATING BETWEEN MAIN COUPLE....
Mi Tesoro ~ The Unexpected Treasure
An Italian Mafia is forced to marry a Indian Innocent boy who is despised by his own family . Bound by a promise that was never his to make, Ishaan had always lived like a shadow in his own home-unwanted, unheard, and quietly enduring the weight of a family that never truly claimed him. On the other side of the world, power had a name. Control had a face. And fear had learned to whisper it in reverence. When circumstances twist into something neither of them can escape, Ishaan finds himself tied to a man whose world is built on authority, silence, and unspoken danger. A marriage forged not out of love, but necessity. Two lives that should have never crossed. One, too gentle for the cruelty he has known. The other, too dangerous to ever be gentle. And in the space between obligation and resistance... something begins to shift. Slowly. Quietly. Irreversibly. Ishaan & ALESSANDRO Lombardi
The sun was blazing in the scorching afternoon of Rajasthan. The golden sands of the Thar Mountains, stretching far and wide, seemed like a burning pan. A sob pierced the endless silence. Nineteen-year-old Ishu, whose innocent and delicate complexion seemed unsuited to this harsh desert, ran with all his might. His soft, white feet sank into the hot sand with every step, slowing his pace. Beads of sweat slid down his forehead and into his eyes, but he had no time to stop. He wanted to run-far away, where no one could find him. Just then, a heavy, authoritative voice echoed from behind, shaking the desert air. "Stop, baby... this is no place to hide." The voice belonged to Rudra Pratap Rathore. A name synonymous with fear and power in this Thar region. Ishu's steps froze. When he looked back, his soul trembled. Dozens of black gypsies, kicking up dust, stood in a semicircle, as if a hunter had surrounded his prey. In the center of them stood Rudra-steadfast, calm, and dangerous. Ishu was panting heavily, his chest heaving with fear and exhaustion. He had thought he would escape this captivity, but he was alone in this vast desert. Rudra took a long, steady walk. The sound of the sand crunching beneath his boots became the thump of Ishu's heart. In the blink of an eye, Rudra wrapped his hand around Ishu's slender waist and held him in his steely arms. "Leave me... let me go!" Ishu tried to scream, pounding his chest with his small hands, but his voice was muffled by fatigue. Rudra leaned close to his ear and took a deep, calm breath. His grip tightened, but his tone was calm। "Enough... calm down now. You've played enough," Rudra said, caressing her cheek. "Come on, let's go home now." 'Home'-for Ishu, the word no longer meant comfort, but rather a beautiful cage. Rudra practically picked her up in his arms and started toward the zip. Only Rudra's shoe prints remained on the desert sand; Ishu's footsteps had already been erased by the wind.
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