Desiromance Stories

This is my first ever book. It contains so many loopholes as the editing wasn't done nicely when I rephrased the story. So a genuine sorry to the readers to picked up this up and anyhow faced disappointment. 💛 #top 2 on 3.09.2025 #top 2 on 10.10.2025 #top 5 on 14.10.2025 #top 4 on 15.10.2025 #top 6 on 16.10.2025 This is republishing of the previous book with many changes and new additions read on your own risk .. Has been earlier rated as... MT: multiple times #1 in adult themes (MT) #1 in maturecontent (MT) #1 in romance #1 in couple #1 in arranged #2 in single parent #2 in Indian #2 in desi romance

"You like it baby? Huh, say it, do you like my fingers pumping inside your sweet little pu$$y?" " Aaaahhhh........ Ssssssss.............. Mmmmaaaaaahhhh...... Haa...... Haa......." " What is the 'haa haa' baby, say it properly otherwise I'm going to stop, do you want me to stop? Hmm?" " Aaaaaahhhhh........ Rudraaaa........ No..... No...... Please don't stop aaaahhhhhh" " Then say it baby, tell me you like it or not, tell me, i want to hear every filthy words from your mouth in your melodious voice" Sudha bite her lip harder, she feels like she is going to explode, "aaaahh....... Ssss... I.... Love mmmmmmmhhh........ I love how your fingers ssssss..... are pumping inside my pu$$y... Aaahh..... , i love... oohh..... God....... Mmhh..... I love how my juice sssss........ are sliding down your muscular, vieny hands, i love aaahhh...." Rudra started licking her nipples with more force, pulling it with his sharp teeth twisting it in between, his voice muffled," Yes tell me baby, you love?....." Sudha is feeling so good with his hand inside her and mouth on her tits, " and mmmmmmm...... And i lo....love how you're sucking m...my tits Ssssshhhhh............." She said pushing her boobs more in to his mouth.......... ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞 HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT READ AT YOUR OWN RISK FOR MATURE AUDIANCE ONLY FORBIDDEN LOVE STEPSON X STEPMOM SWEET GIRL X COLD MAN SOFT X ARROGANT HAPPY ENDING READ AS SOON AS POSSIBLE BECAUSE I'M GOING TO SHIFT THIS STORY ON SCROLL STACK, ONLY SAMPLES WILL REMAIN HERE #1 in forbidden love

🥇 #1 in Wattpad 🥇 #1 in WattpadIndia 🥇 #1 in WattpadRomance 🥇 #1 in WattpadFiction 🥇#1 in WattpadFanFiction 🥇 #1 in FirstStory 🥇#1 in Firstloves 🥇#1 in Wedding 🥇 And so many more rankings that still feel unreal to me! (13.06.2026) On the day of his wedding, Dhruv Malhotra was left at the altar. Humiliated. Betrayed. Enraged. And somehow, Riya ended up paying the price. Now trapped in a marriage neither of them wanted, Riya becomes the target of a man who looks at her like she ruined his life. Dhruv hates her. Riya fears him. But behind closed doors, hatred slowly begins to blur into something far more dangerous. Because in a marriage built on revenge... someone is bound to fall first.

Dr. Mohammad Abrar is known as the "Hitler" of City Care Hospital - strict, emotionless, and impossible to impress. For him, discipline comes before feelings, and mistakes are unforgivable. His life revolves around surgeries, responsibilities, and silence. Dr. Rukhsar, on the other hand, enters the same hospital with nervous dreams and quiet determination. Shy yet resilient, she only wants to become a good doctor while balancing her family's expectations and her own fears. "Dr. Rukhsar, you are in the middle of your critical surgical rotation. Do you think.....hospital can afford to lose an intern for half a month?" He said "Khud ki shaadi hai aur wajah mujhse pooch rahe hain..." ​"Speak up, Dr. Rukhsar" Abrar commanded quietly. ​"Sir, meri shaadi hai" she said aloud, her voice tight.

In this village, two lives are about to be changed forever. Anand Varma-the Sarpanch's son, feared by all, with wealth, authority, and a reputation written in blood. Lavanya-a quiet, chubby girl from a middle-class agricultural family, living a world of small joys and careful routines. They are not meant to meet. They are not meant to notice each other. And they are definitely not meant to fall in love. But when paths cross in a village where everyone watches, silence begins to speak. Who falls first? Who falls harder? And what does it cost to choose courage-or softness-when the world is always watching? When the Darkness Falls Softly is a story of fear, love, and the invisible rules that govern a village. Some loves change lives. Some loves destroy worlds.

𝘼𝙣 𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙙-𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙨. 𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙫𝙤𝙬 𝙣𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚, 𝙮𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩. . . . . . 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓 - 𝟏𝟐/𝟎𝟑/𝟐𝟓 𝐄𝐍𝐃 - ......

He promised to be the perfect gentleman. She promised to ruin him. Shreyash is the ultimate gentleman every parent wants. He is polite, intelligent, respectful, and blushes very easily. Back in college, he was the untouchable, brilliant senior and also Adhira's brother's best friend. Now, he's Adhira's husband, and he is determined to treat her with the utmost patience, care, and gentlemanly restraint. There's just one problem, Adhira is determined to be a thorn in his gentlemanly ways. Stubborn, demanding, and utterly unapologetic, Adhira knows exactly what she wants. And what she wants is for her shy, tightly wound husband to finally snap. From deliberate teasing under the family dining table to cornering him against locked bedroom doors, she is on a relentless, sensual mission to completely shatter his polite boundaries. As Adhira pushes him closer and closer to the edge, and once the senior finally surrenders control... there is no going back. Tropes: Brother's best friend Popular girl x Smart Topper guy Badgirl x Goodboy (in bed) Virgin x Virgin

On stck for free after chapter 12 (free for followers.) Till 15th July. "Vikram... please..." Naina cried softly as he dragged her down the grand staircase of the Rathore mansion. Her tears blurred her vision while her trembling hands tried to loosen his painful grip around her wrist. "I didn't steal anything..." But Vikram didn't stop. "Get out!" he said dangerously quiet, throwing her bag near her feet. Naina looked at him shattered completely. "Suniye... main kaha jaungi...?" she asked broken. Then Vikram looked at her with eyes colder than she had ever seen before. "Go back to your world, you cannot digest luxuries " He said.. Tropes: Secret Baby ✧ Rejected Pregnant Wife ✧ Morally Grey Hero ✧ Dominant Hero × innocent Heroine ✧ Angst Romance ✧ Groveling Hero ✧ Possessive MMC

This series explores cultural contrasts through Maharashtrian eyes-how different worlds collide, clash, and eventually find a way to understand each other. Vivaan Bhattacharya, a disciplined, self-made Bengali billionaire with a shadowed past, rules his world with silence and steel. Ritu Kadam, a brilliant Maharashtrian girl from Nagpur, grew up underestimated but rose through grit, resilience and her IIT-sharpened mind. Two personalities shaped by completely different cultures-yet destined to cross paths in ways neither expected. I am an author who believes stories can be powerful without smut, and I try to make them meaningful and interesting. If you enjoy my stories, please follow me on Wattpad.

Ayesha, new to the city, is innocent of the dangerous currents that swirl around Veer and the notorious Ahlawat name. While her friends warn her about the "gangster" whose dark charm stirs their desires, Ayesha remains blissfully unaware that her laughter has captivated the one man no one dares to cross. When a fallen jhumka becomes the silent symbol of his newfound obsession, Veer's world shifts. He has never desired anything as fiercely as he desires her light. But in a world where power dictates love, can an innocent heart survive the consuming 'Zid' (obstinacy) of a man who takes everything he wants? Dive into a raw, intense, and possessive tale where a ruthless hero's or we can say villain world is turned upside down by a single, unforgettable gaze, sparking an obsession that promises both danger and undeniable passion.

Maa turned to me. "Riya beta, go outside and bring the flowers from the garden. And if you see him, bring him along with you." I nodded, clutching the thali a little tighter, and stepped out toward the garden. He was nowhere in sight. Shrugging it off, I bent down to lift the large basket of flowers placed near the parking area. The tiny blooms felt impossibly heavy. As I struggled, the sharp edge of the basket nicked my wrist - hidden beneath the soft folds of my dupatta. Great. If anyone notices, I'm doomed. Ignoring the sting, I stepped onto the marble path cutting through the grass - and lost my balance. "Whoa-" Before I could fall, strong arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me back. My breath hitched. Time stopped. The world went silent - no birds, no distant traffic, no rustling leaves. There he was. Dhruv Rathore. Standing so close I could feel his warmth, his steady presence grounding me. The boy my heart had never quite let go of - even after four long years - was holding me in his arms. He looked exactly how memory had preserved him. Calm. Composed. Effortlessly commanding. And then reality crashed into me. He's my sister's devar. ✨A slow-burn romance set against the chaos of an Indian wedding, filled with family drama, soft moments, and emotions that refuse to stay hidden. ✨ #1 in rituals🌸✨🎀(3/02/2026) #1 in rituals (12/03/2026) #9 in beautiful ( 27/03/2026) #1 in past love ( 5/04/2026) #2 in beautiful (8/04/2026)

Book One of ~A Rathore Wife Series ⟣ ⟣ ⟣ ⟣ ⟣ Avni Sharma thought the worst her demanding boss could throw at her was sleepless nights and impossible deadlines-until he asked her to become his contract wife for six months. Rudransh Singh Rathore, ruthless CEO of Rathore Group of Industries and India's most sought-after bachelor, has no interest in love or marriage. But with mounting pressure from his family, he needs a solution-and fast. His answer? The one woman who always gets the job done: his loyal and unsuspecting PA. What starts as a professional arrangement soon blurs into something dangerously personal... ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS INCLUDED

"I can't believe you forgot to schedule that meeting, Raj!" he shouted into the phone, his voice cutting through the peaceful atmosphere. "This is the second time! If you can't handle your job, maybe I should find someone who can!" His words were harsh, each syllable dripped with irritation. His personal assistant stammered an apology, but Aarav was too enraged to listen. "You're fir-" he began, ready to fire him, but then the soft chime of Siya's payal reached his ears, cutting through his anger. It was a gentle sound, unlike the chaos of his work life, and it drew his attention away from the call. *************************************** Aarav Singh Rathore is a powerful 28-year-old CEO and ruler of Rajasthan. Known for being cold, rude, and quick to anger, Aarav is feared by everyone around him. He controls everything in his world, always protecting his family and making sure no one dares to disobey him. Siya Rajput is a sweet and caring 21-year-old who studies English Literature. Despite losing her parents and being treated poorly by her uncle and aunt, Siya stays positive and kind. However, she sometimes feels overwhelmed by her emotions, especially anger. When Aarav and Siya's worlds come together, will Aarav's cold heart soften? Or will Siya's gentle nature be tested by the challenges she faces?

In the sprawling metropolis of New Delhi, where tradition and modernity collide, Jayasvi Rana's life is about to take a dramatic turn. As a shy yet determined political science student, Jayasvi has always dreamed of making a difference, despite the shadows cast by her father's struggles with alcoholism and failure. When her family arranges her marriage to Raghav Hooda, the enigmatic heir to a powerful political dynasty, Jayasvi steps into a world of wealth and influence she could never have imagined. Raghav, with his commanding presence and impenetrable facade, is known for his ruthlessness in business and politics. He agrees to the marriage for reasons Jayasvi can't fathom, and his cold exterior hides a passionate and possessive nature. Thrown into a life of opulence and scrutiny, Jayasvi is both fascinated and apprehensive. Raghav's mysterious allure draws her in, yet she senses that beneath his stoic demeanor lies a man bound by secrets and desires as dark as obsidian. As their marriage unfolds amidst the glittering social scene of Delhi's elite, Jayasvi finds herself caught between her own ambitions and the shadowy depths of Raghav's world. Can she unravel the mysteries of her husband's heart and navigate the treacherous waters of love and power, or will she be consumed by the obsidian desires that threaten to engulf them both? Obsidian Desire is a tale of forbidden passion and hidden truths, set against the vibrant tapestry of modern India. Dive into a story where every whisper and touch reveals the complexities of a love forged in shadows and the relentless pursuit of ambition.

She pulled him with his collars towards herself with all her will instead of just crashing her lips on him she just felt his lips with her's. her weak hands trembled around his collars.Her tears were flowing silently. He was in the complete state of shock from her actions but still feeling her hands trembling around his collars he supported the back of her head softly He had controlled his emotions from ages but when this happened he wasn't able to control himself all his rage, emotions, jealousy, fear came alive. It felt like a peace after an age for both of them. All unuttered emotions were deduced from that simple touch. Suddenly he dragged himself from that kiss "What are you even doing?" he asked furiously "Trying to show you that I only love you and no one" she shouted with a heavy voice _______________________ Left heartbroken at the altar, she never expected her life would lead her into, the arms of her ex lover's Elder brother - the grieving man, shattered by the loss of his 'wife' and 'unborn child'. Their forced marriage begins with cold formality, but as she supports him through his darkest days, a delicate connection starts to form between them. Just when it seems like hope is around the corner, a devastating secret shatters their fragile peace: she's pregnant by the brother who abandoned her. His heartache and jealousy drive a painful distance between them, threatening the love that was slowly growing. The situation gets worse when the brother returns, determined to claim both the child and the woman he left behind. Dive into a story of love, loss, and unexpected twists where every turn reveals new depths of the human heart.

"𝗝𝗶𝘀𝗺𝗲𝗶𝗻 𝗻𝗮 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗿𝗮𝗮𝗿 𝗵𝗼, 𝗻𝗮 𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗼𝗼𝗻.... 𝘄𝗼𝗵 𝗸𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶 𝗵𝗶 𝗸𝘆𝗮? 𝗬𝗲𝗵 𝗸𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶 𝗻𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗳 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗴𝗶, 𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗶 𝗱𝗶𝗹𝗼𝗻 𝗸𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝘀𝗹𝗲 𝗯𝗵𝗶 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗵𝗲𝗴𝗶- 𝗲𝗸 𝗮𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗵𝗮𝗯𝗮𝗮𝘁 𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗮𝘁𝗵, 𝗷𝗼 𝗻𝗮 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗵𝗸𝗮𝗿 𝗯𝗵𝗶 𝗱𝗶𝗹𝗼𝗻 𝗽𝗮𝗿 𝗿𝗮𝗮𝗷 𝗸𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗴𝗶" Silvercrest Academy is ruled by The Sovereigns-the untouchable, the powerful, the elite. They own the halls, control the rules, and crush anyone who dares to challenge them. But when four outsiders step into their world, an unstoppable war begins. Among them is Amrita Singh-brilliant, kind, and fearless for her own good. She never wanted trouble, but trouble found her in the form of Abhimaan Rathore-the cold, untouchable and dangerously irresistible He was supposed to break her. She was supposed to bow down. But what happens when hate turns into something far more dangerous? Because power plays and cruel games are easy... but resisting the pull of an enemy who sets your soul on fire? That's impossible. __________________________________________________________________________________ Amrita:"Tumhe mujhse kya chahiye, Abhimaan?" Abhimaan: (leaning in, voice deep and possessive) "Tumhari har hasi, har aansu, har saans... sab kuch. Tumse kam pe manzoor nahi hai." __________________________________________________________________________________ And in a school where loyalty is a weapon and love is the ultimate weakness-who will win, and who will fall? To know more, dive into the story🎀✨ Tropes:- Enemies to lovers Multiple couples Rivalry turned obsession Slow burn tension Forbidden Romance

Riva, your very typical Indian girl with her dreams and delusions, just wants to find someone who would love her. Will she ever find him? Is the real question.

Kuch deewarein eenton se nahi banti... Kuch deewarein dard se banti hain. Kabir Malhotra - Naam ke aage Doctor lagega, par andar se poora khokhla. MBBS Third Year. 12% attendance. 100% tanhai. Uski khamoshi mein ek cheekh dafn thi .Deewar ke us paar Anaya thi. Uski hansi mein sukoon tha, aur lafzon mein zid. Woh use "Doctor Sahab" bula ke chhedti thi... aur sticky notes pe likhti thi - "Sutta sehat ke liye haanikarak hai. Aur tum mere liye."

O Maahi - Unspoken Love Sometimes love doesn't arrive with loud confessions... It enters quietly, like a feeling you can't explain but also can't ignore. ✨ O Maahi is a fanfiction inspired by His Secret Wife and reader requests, and also draws inspiration from the emotional world of A Gentle Claim. It explores the fragile space between silence and longing, where two hearts are tied by fate but separated by unspoken emotions. She never planned to fall in love... And he never planned to claim a place in her life. But destiny had its own way of writing their story. A bond that starts as duty... Slowly turns into something deeper, softer, and dangerously real. Between misunderstandings, hidden emotions, and moments that say more than words ever could-this is a journey of love that was never announced... but always meant to exist. O Maahi is not just a story. It's a feeling... unspoken, yet unforgettable. 💫 ©Rozalin (Roza). All rights reserved. 💫 ---

Anaysha-sunshine, chaotic, and full of life. Sidhansh-quiet, composed, and observant. Two strangers from different worlds, brought together by chance, discovering that even the smallest moments can change everything. Read to dive into their wholesome lovey dovey story.