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MML pov No one ever dared to raise their hand on me not even my father . Who she thinks I am she will regret meeting me and I will make sure . Girls die to just get a glimpse of me and she just fucking slapped me how dare she . Now I saw u my Schatz and I own every bit of you the blood that flows in my veins is longing that glimpse of your smile and those kurvige schenkel I will surely own them . Rated 1st :property Jan 4th 2026 Rated 1st : adult content Feb 15th 2026 Rated 1st : abusive content March 12th 2026 Rated2nd : dominant April 11 2026 FML pov My friends told me h-he is the son of the founder of this university I am gone . B-but i didn't do anything wrong he was the one who touched me what he thought after placing those filthy hands on me . Nad moreover i just wore a godamn black saree nothing revealing. My mother said it correct boys r the filthy creature i hate them . Tropes: Fragile fl★Dominant ml Age gap Abusive marriage Morally grey ml Stalker

"He didn't marry her for love... but he'll never let her go." . . (MALAYALAM - Taekook ) 18+ 🖋️🖤

Dark empires. Dangerous minds. A love that was never meant to survive. Power. Betrayal. Obsession. Where every move feels like war... and every glance feels like sin. He broke her once. Now she owns the game. Forced into a marriage neither of them wanted- Bound by power, not love. But love... Doesn't ask for permission. And revenge? It doesn't forget. In a world of control, seduction, and secrets- Who will fall first...? ""Don't test my patience. You won't like the version of me that stops holding back." "Careful how you look at me... you're forgetting I don't share what I want." "Say my name again like that... and I won't be responsible for what happens next." "I don't beg. I take. And right now... I want you...Miss Mariano.." "You think I'm dangerous? No.... What's dangerous... is how much I'm willing to burn just to keep you..." ".𝙸 ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀɪsᴇs ᴀɢᴀɪɴ, ᴍs. ᴍᴀʀɪᴀɴᴏ.. ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʀᴜɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ғɪʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛs ʟᴇɢs ᴛʀᴇᴍʙʟᴇ " " 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴.." 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 3 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 2 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘯𝘨 𝘔𝘶𝘵𝘺𝘢 𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘦.𝘐𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘯 - fiction { 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 } 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺.

He married her for revenge. She married him to survive. Aastha Raichand was never loved-only used, controlled, and broken by the people who were supposed to protect her. And when she thought life couldn't get worse... she was forced into a marriage with the most dangerous man she had ever heard of. Pratyaksh Singhania. A man with no emotions. No mercy. No weakness. Except her. "I'm not yours..." she whispered. He looked at her like it was the most foolish thing she had ever said. "You became mine the moment I decided you would, Rose." He didn't bring her into his life to love her. He brought her to destroy her family. But somewhere between revenge and control... his obsession began to grow. He watches her. Protects her. Controls her. Yet- "I won't touch you..." he murmured. "Not until the day you come to me yourself." A broken girl. A ruthless man. A marriage built on revenge. But what happens when the devil forgets his revenge... and starts needing the girl he caged? 🌑 The Devil's Only Rose Where love isn't gentle... it's possessive.

#Book 1/3 of BOUND SERIES .... ..__🤍🖤🤍🖤🤍__.. "Loving her is like finding my way home, her embrace feels like the one place where belong" ~Vedansh Singhania "In his arms,I find my peaceful place,where love resides and my heart finds it's way" ~ Siya Arora Some stories begin with love. This one begins with a slap... and a secret no one is ready to face. Siya isn't just a bold, fire-hearted girl who walks into a room like she owns it. She's someone who ran from her past, buried her real name, and built a new identity strong enough to survive the memories that still haunt her. She doesn't trust easily. She doesn't stay. And she definitely doesn't fall. Until one night changes everything. A club. A stranger. A moment that feels too intense to be coincidence. And then him-Vedansh Singhania. Dangerous, powerful, and used to control, not resistance. Every woman bows to him... except her. And that's exactly what pulls him in. What starts as a clash turns into obsession. What feels like attraction hides something far darker. Because while Siya is trying to protect herself from the past, Vedansh is already digging into it... piece by piece, secret by secret. And the truth? The truth could destroy them both. In a world of power, betrayal, and twisted loyalties, where love feels more like a war than a feeling... two broken souls collide. She's trying to escape who she was. He's determined to uncover who she really is. But when the lines between protection and possession blur... and when love starts to feel as dangerous as hate- The question isn't will they fall for each other? It's... Will they survive each other? This book isn't just a book it's gonna be your next addiction and i can literally promise you that...

He came to fund the academy. He didn't plan to fall for its maestro. Jimmy only wanted to make music. Ohm never meant to feel anything again. Yet from their first meeting, something impossible sparks between them. Vampire x Maestro Jmo Au JimmyOhm Fanfic, where vampire Ohm meets Maestro Jimmy Chapters will be added weekly. This is my first novel. Inspired by the beautiful JimmyOhm. This story was first inspired by this photoshoot (see book title cover). I hope you like it. Thank you for your support.

"How is life going with your loving wife?", I asked putting a sly smile on my face. "Life's shitty, now spread.", he spat as his hand slowly slid up to my thigh, pushing my skirt higher as he continues to dictate. "We are not here to talk are we? Now shut your pretty little mouth before I make you" . . . . Professor Kendrik Windermere is done playing the dutiful husband in his cold, sexless arranged marriage. Frustrated and desperate, he finds an unlikely spark in Lorenza Floris, his oddball student with a dangerous obsession for steamy romance novels. When their paths cross outside the classroom, Kendrik and Lorenza strike a daring deal: a physical arrangement to fulfill his desires and her fantasies- with one strict rule: no feelings. But as passion deepens and their secret meetings grow more intense, the line between lust and love begins to blur. Can they keep their emotions in check, or will their forbidden connection spiral out of control? 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 : This book delves into dark and controversial themes, including cheating, BDSM, toxic and manipulative relationships, and deep-seated parental trauma. It explores morally complex situations and unsettling dynamics that may disturb or trigger some readers. Discretion is strongly advised-read at your own risk. Rankings: #1 on teacher #1 on Trauma #3 on New #06 on adultfiction #05 on maturelanguage #02 on student-professor

"You can stay angry all you want, wife... but this tight little pussy is clenching around me so greedily. Look at you still glaring, yet dripping for your hubby.. . Ahhh slow...... she moan 19 × 26 Dominant FL Soft/Submissive ML Arranged marriage Boundaries. Control. Slow burn. She doesn't follow rules. He doesn't fight for control. And somehow... that's where everything begins.

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"Tell me." He whispered, voice husky with amusement. "If I take this dress off of you and touch you here." His thumb traced slow circles over the tightening nub, rubbing gently, deliberately making it harder. "Would you be wet, Олонок?" Heat surged through me like wildfire. My breath hitched before I could stop it. My lips parted, and instinctively, I bit down on my lower lip, tasting my own flesh. His thumb continued its torturous dance over the areola, small circles that became firmer, coaxing every nerve to attention. I could feel the skin puckering under his touch, my body betraying me in slow, shuddering responses. I wanted to pull away, to stand, to breathe but the grip of his gaze held me captive. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Elara Sinclair came to Maryville to disappear. After fleeing the engagement her father arranged, one that would have chained her to a life she didn't choose. She only wants quiet, classes, anonymity, and a future of her own making. But quiet shatters the moment she enrolls in Russian during her third year. Her professor, Draven Volkov, is everything she should avoid. Commanding Magnetic Impossible to ignore. His dark eyes promise more than language lessons, and his words curl around her like silk. But behind the sharp suits and the accent is a man with secrets far more dangerous than she realizes. Because Draven Volkov isn't just a professor. He's Lucius Romanov, heir to a ruthless Russian mafia dynasty, hiding in plain sight. As Elara struggles to outrun her past, she finds herself entangled in his. Desire wars with fear, attraction with survival, and every step closer to him pulls her deeper into a world of power, deception, and sin. In Maryville, falling for the wrong man doesn't just break hearts. It can cost lives.

"Someone asked who the real villain is... but the deeper question is, who among them isn't one?"❤️‍🔥 ________________________________________ She was just a normal girl with dreams, working hard to survive in a world ruled by power. He was a MAN WHO OWNED EVERYTHING- money, fear , loyalty.... except his own heart. DHRITI RAO never knew that joining his company would make her the center of his obsession. AGASTYA SINGH RAJVANSHI never knew that falling for her would turn hum cruel, jealous , and reckless. One misunderstanding. One hug seen from the wrong angle. And love turned into POSSESSION. FORCED INTO A MARRIAGE she never wanted , burdened with endless work, trapped in his world of dominance and secrets- Dhriti learns that the man who scares her the most is also the one who protects her fiercest. He doesn't touch her heart gently. He claims it like a war. Between heated arguments, stolen glances , sarcastic smiles , late night confrontations , and moments where hate blurs into desire, a question remains -- IS THIS MARRIAGE HER PUNISHMENT or their TWISTED DESTINY 🤍✨

🔞🔞🔞🔞 ✨️"She was chaos wrapped in innocence... and he was a storm that never settled. Together, they were destiny."✨️✨️✨️ He was the man who ruled empires with his ruthless mind. She was the girl who dreamed with her innocent heart. Rudra Singh Rathore - tall, muscular, too handsome to be real. A man whose voice alone could make people shiver. CEO of Picola Pvt Ltd. Betrayed once, he believes- "Pyaar naam ki cheez sirf books mein hoti hai... asli duniya mein sab paisa dekhte hain." And then, there's Adhira Singh - 20, short, clumsy, bubbly. A girl who could talk for hours, sing for days, and dream forever. She always believed- "One day, mera Rajkumar aayega... jo mujhe hamesha pyaar karega, hamesha sambhalega." When destiny ties them together through family bonds and promises... He thinks she's "just another gold digger". She thinks he's "the most arrogant, khadoos insaan on earth." But between his hate and her innocence... something begins to burn. 🔥 A story of two opposite worlds colliding. 🔥 Of wounds that heal with love. 🔥 Of a ruthless man who never believed in love... until he met the girl who sang her way into his heart. 🔥 Rudra × Adhira 💍 strangers → Lovers → Soulmates 🌹 Drama | Angst | Spice | Romance ✨ Follow for updates & teasers ⚠️All the pictures used in this story are taken from Pinterest. I do not own any of them. ⚠️⚠️This story may contain mature scenes. Reader discretion is advised.

A signature on a contract. A seal of approval. A trap she never saw coming. Anaya Bansal had always known she was just a burden to her family. So when her parents sold her off in marriage to the ruthless billionaire Rudra Malhotra, she didn't flinch. A loveless, cold marriage was still better than staying in a house where she was never wanted. Rudra Malhotra is a man who built an empire from nothing. He rules with power, wealth, and an iron heart. Marriage was never in his plans, but his mother's ultimatum gave him no choice. Now, he's stuck with a fragile-looking wife who doesn't belong in his world. He wants distance. She wants freedom. He is cold as ice. She is fire wrapped in silk. But in this game of control, who will break first?

💍 Contracted Desire 💍 Boss x Secretary | Contract Marriage | Enemies to Lovers | 10-Year Age Gap | Grumpy x Sunshine | Slow Burn | Forced Proximity | 18+ Rahul Singhania, the 34-year-old ruthless owner of Singhania Enterprises, is Mumbai's most eligible yet most hated bachelor. After his ex-partner destroyed him for money and status, he swore off women forever-cold, arrogant, and buried in work. But his family won't stop until he marries and gives them an heir. Aarohi Sharma, his 24-year-old sunshine secretary of two years, is the only woman who can survive his impossible demands and endless overtime. She hates him with every fiber of her being-until her mother's life depends on 25 lakh rupees for emergency surgery. With no father, no siblings, and a joint family that offers nothing but taunts, Aarohi is cornered. One shocking contract changes everything. Marry him for one year. Live under the same roof. Pretend to be the perfect wife in public. Get the money. Walk away. No love. No feelings. No touching. But forced proximity in Rahul's luxurious sea-facing mansion turns their icy office hatred into sizzling tension. His grumpy walls start cracking under her bright smiles and quiet care. Her resentment slowly melts into forbidden attraction. Age gap, past scars, and burning chemistry make every glance, every accidental touch, and every late-night argument dangerous. Slow-burn romance, heart-melting moments, and scorching 18+ scenes await as the grumpy billionaire and his sunshine secretary discover that the best love stories are the ones they never saw coming.

Falling head over heels, in an alien jungle... like literally falling. When your knee deep in danger, it's good to find a group of guys with a lot of legs. They're half man, half spider. Can Brooklyn turn a phobia into a fetish? She's got to survive first to find out. A funny, smutty, thrilling adventure.

A forbidden love story between step brothers. "We're enemies... You're supposed to hate me. Not pin me against a door like this. " "We can hate each other all we want, kitten. Doesn't mean I can't take my sweet time ruining you beautifully." His hand comes up to wrap around Taehyung's throat gently. Jungkook leans down to press a kiss to Taehyung's collarbone. "So fucking messy, kitten" he murmurs against his skin. Contains lots of mature themes, Explicit content 🔞 College and forbidden romance.

His salvation:Dhruvi °•°•°•°•°♡°•°•°•°•° --‐--------------------------------------🌸🌸🦋🌸🌸---------------------------------------- "Qubool hai." he said while looking at her through a white see through cloth between them.His eyes held hatred and vengence for her,for Dhruvi. "Kya aap Mahid Hafiz ko apna Shauhar Manti hai?"Maulvi Sahab asked. Her eyes flickered towards his then it move towards the people behind him. Her eyes were glistening with tears.She immediately looked away and lowered her eyes. She sniffed. "Ji." "Kya aapko yeh nikah qubool hai?" "Qubool hai." "Aaj se Mahid aapke Shauhar hue aur aap unki begum hui." A forced marriage. A forced husband who doesn't love her. A culture where she didn't belong. A house whose rules are different. "Apni had mein rahein." "Aap sirf aur sirf humari hai" "Allah aur apke krishn aapko kisi ki buri nazar na lagne dein. " "Apko kahin humari nazar na lag jaye,Jaan." "Chaliye saari hadein par kar dete hai Dhruvi." (Evolution in Mahid🤭) She fell first but he fell harder. 🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻 Businessman x Doctor Muslim x Hindu Grumpy x Sunshine Possessive x Possessive Serious x Bubbly Shameless x Innocent Let's dive into the story of Dhruvi and Mahid where their whole universe had been different,where they worshipped different gods with different beliefs. Will they accept each other? Will they accept each other belief? Will they accept the love blooming in their heart? I don't claim any photos but the storyline and plot is all mine. Don't repost my story and copy it.🙏

𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐚 𝐗 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐩 | "𝗜 𝗛𝗔𝗧𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨" she screamed right into his face, her voice laced with pure venom. Tears kept spilling from her eyes, but her grip on the gun never weakened. She had expected him to shout back. But all she found was his unwavering stare. "𝗦𝗼... 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹?" The words came out of him with a faint harshness, as though they were dragged from somewhere painfully deep. His jaw tightened slightly. But all he received in return was silence. And somehow, that silence was louder than any answer she could have given. His eyes searched her face-the trembling lips, the red, swollen eyes, the helpless fury trying desperately to hide heartbreak. Then his voice cut through the stillness again. "𝗪𝗮𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗼 𝗯𝗶𝗴... 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗼𝗳𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝘁?" The words struck her like a blow to the chest. Her breath stuttered, her composure collapsed. And that was all he needed. He moved. Slow. Deliberate. "𝗦𝗼 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗰𝘁?"he said quietly, his voice low and cutting. "𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀... 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲..."He paused for half a second, watching her break. "...𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗺𝗼𝗮𝗻𝘀-" BANGGGG. The sound ripped through the room. He never got to finish his sentence. The bullet tore through his arm. His body jerked back. For a heartbeat, the world seemed to stand still. Then...his smirk widened. "𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝗻... 𝗠𝘆 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗪𝗶𝗳𝗲."

"On her wedding night, Vani learns the cruel truth-her marriage was never meant to be love. Ahaan, the man she has just married, storms into the room drunk, accusing her of ruining his sister's life. For six months he disappears, leaving her to suffer insults, blame, and a marriage built on misunderstanding. But when he returns... he finds a woman changed, a truth he never knew, and a love he never expected to fight for." 🛑Short prologue:- I woke up to the sound of dripping water again. Tap... tap... tap. For a moment, I didn't know if I was dreaming or alive. Then the cold floor pressed against my cheek, and the burning pain in my wrists reminded me I was still here... still chained... still breathing when sometimes I wished I wasn't. Darkness. The same darkness I had been waking up to for two days now. Or maybe more. Time didn't exist here. Only pain did. My throat felt like sand. My lips were cracked. My voice... gone. I tried to move, but the iron chains around my wrist clinked and pulled me back, cutting into my skin again. I bit my lip to stop myself from crying out. No point. No one would hear. And even if they did... no one cared. It had been six months. Six months since that night. Six months since Ahaan walked away from me... after breaking me... after spitting accusations that still echoed in my ears. He believed the worst about me. He thought I betrayed him. And after that night, he never looked back. Not once. And the painful truth was... Nobody else looked back either. Not my family. Not my so-called relatives. Not my friends. Everyone just left me. Everyone. I was alone in this house. In this suffocating place where every corner held a new punishment. A new way to remind me I didn't matter. A tear slipped out without permission, sliding down my cheek and into the dust below. Six months... and still not a single call from Ahaan. Not a single "Are you okay?"

"I'm poison, Hridya," Kabir warned, his eyes cold and distant. She smiled - the kind that hides storms. "Good," she whispered, "I never craved sweet." --- "I don't need anyone by my side," he said, his voice firm, final. Her lips curved again, softer this time. "That's why I chose to stand behind you," she replied. --- She's HRIDYA DESAI- the girl who has loved KABIR RANAWAT in silence for six long years. And now, the man who owns her heartbeat... is marrying her cousin. Will she confess before the wedding bells drown her voice? Or will she keep loving him - quietly, fiercely, and from the shadows - even when he belongs to someone else?