23 Chapters
- For Followers
Suhagraat
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Punishment
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I am eating you
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I will kill you
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You are so innocent
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Kapade utaar rha hun
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innocence destroy karunga
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you are scaring me
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Gandi baaten
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Deadly combination
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I am your husband
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Taarkasur and Tadka
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You are really cute
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Meetha khaana hai
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haldi wala doodh
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Take a deep breath
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you Feel enjoyed
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I am not a child
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I Will fuck you
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Gussa
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you'll ride on top of me
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Sexy Rooh
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I loose my control
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I like you
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Honeymoon
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You are fucking tight 💋
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You look breathtaking 🦋💋
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Awkward moment 💋🦋
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Maha beshram 🔥💋
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I want to fuck you 🔥💋
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Pleasure 🥵💋
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Unke dil me hamare liye jagah nhi hai
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Dark Romance | Obsession | Forbidden Love Stories that cross every line 😈 Follow — if you can handle the darkness.
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Intense Affairs (completed)
It is said that love doesn't happen from a brothel, but what happens when the offspring of that brothel becomes someone's love? The intensity, which is a product of a brothel, was once a normal life, but everything changes when Aransh Maurya enters. Aransh's intensity, madness, and love become everything. Will the name of the brothel withstand the power of love? Will Aransh's obsession be able to give his love a destination? --------------- Aaransh placed his finger on her lips and said, "We'll talk about this later. First, do what I said. Remove your clothes." Shiddat spoke softly, "Okay, but will you move off me first?" Aaransh shook his head and said, "No. In fact, you don't need to do anything." Saying this, he grabbed her shirt in one swift motion and tore it apart. Shiddat's eyes widened in shock. She quickly said, "What did you just do? You tore my clothes? We just bought this yesterday and now you've already ripped it?" Aaransh looked at her and said, "If it's torn, we'll get more. Okay? Just keep quiet and let me do what I'm doing. If any sound escapes your lips, it should only be my name and nothing else." With that, he placed his lips on Shiddat's neck.
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The Zamindar's Bride
"Outside these walls, my word is law. Inside this room... you are nothing to me." In the dusty, power-hungry heart of Rohtak, Haryana, one name commands absolute silence: Astra Sangwan. A ruthless Zameendar (landowner) with olive skin, eyes as cold as winter, and a heart made of stone. He didn't want a wife; he wanted a shadow. Enter Riva. Labelled 'manhoos' (cursed) by a society that blamed her for her first husband's death, Riva is traded into the Sangwan haveli like a piece of property. But Astra is about to learn that Riva isn't the fragile doll her family promised. She doesn't bow. She doesn't whisper 'Ji Huzoor.' She looks him in the eye and challenges the very authority he spent a lifetime building. One is a storm of Haryanvi pride and cold arrogance. The other is a fire of silent secrets and a past that could burn the haveli to the ground. When a forced marriage becomes a battleground of egos, who will surrender first? Will Astra be able to keep his distance when the woman he claims to hate is the only one who dares to stand up to him? Or will Riva's hidden 'curse' destroy them both before love even has a chance? What's Inside: Enemies to Lovers: From cold shoulders to heated arguments. Forced Marriage Tropes: The "One Bed" struggle and the "Saree Draping" tension. The Alpha Hero: A traditional, possessive Zameendar with a Haryanvi heart. The Fierce Heroine: She's been through hell and she's not afraid of a little more. Desi Flavor: Authentic Haryanvi culture mixed with high-stakes family drama.
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₹255Intense Affairs (completed)
It is said that love doesn't happen from a brothel, but what happens when the offspring of that brothel becomes someone's love? The intensity, which is a product of a brothel, was once a normal life, but everything changes when Aransh Maurya enters. Aransh's intensity, madness, and love become everything. Will the name of the brothel withstand the power of love? Will Aransh's obsession be able to give his love a destination? --------------- Aaransh placed his finger on her lips and said, "We'll talk about this later. First, do what I said. Remove your clothes." Shiddat spoke softly, "Okay, but will you move off me first?" Aaransh shook his head and said, "No. In fact, you don't need to do anything." Saying this, he grabbed her shirt in one swift motion and tore it apart. Shiddat's eyes widened in shock. She quickly said, "What did you just do? You tore my clothes? We just bought this yesterday and now you've already ripped it?" Aaransh looked at her and said, "If it's torn, we'll get more. Okay? Just keep quiet and let me do what I'm doing. If any sound escapes your lips, it should only be my name and nothing else." With that, he placed his lips on Shiddat's neck.
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₹140The Zamindar's Bride
"Outside these walls, my word is law. Inside this room... you are nothing to me." In the dusty, power-hungry heart of Rohtak, Haryana, one name commands absolute silence: Astra Sangwan. A ruthless Zameendar (landowner) with olive skin, eyes as cold as winter, and a heart made of stone. He didn't want a wife; he wanted a shadow. Enter Riva. Labelled 'manhoos' (cursed) by a society that blamed her for her first husband's death, Riva is traded into the Sangwan haveli like a piece of property. But Astra is about to learn that Riva isn't the fragile doll her family promised. She doesn't bow. She doesn't whisper 'Ji Huzoor.' She looks him in the eye and challenges the very authority he spent a lifetime building. One is a storm of Haryanvi pride and cold arrogance. The other is a fire of silent secrets and a past that could burn the haveli to the ground. When a forced marriage becomes a battleground of egos, who will surrender first? Will Astra be able to keep his distance when the woman he claims to hate is the only one who dares to stand up to him? Or will Riva's hidden 'curse' destroy them both before love even has a chance? What's Inside: Enemies to Lovers: From cold shoulders to heated arguments. Forced Marriage Tropes: The "One Bed" struggle and the "Saree Draping" tension. The Alpha Hero: A traditional, possessive Zameendar with a Haryanvi heart. The Fierce Heroine: She's been through hell and she's not afraid of a little more. Desi Flavor: Authentic Haryanvi culture mixed with high-stakes family drama.
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Craving My Professor
He decodes algorithms for fun. But her? She’s an encrypted system. Kriyansh Grover is the arrogant college topper who skips every class, breaks every rule, and still aces every exam. Then he walks into Professor Arshika’s room strict, lethal, and completely immune to his charm. He thinks pushing her buttons is a game. She thinks he’s a disaster waiting to happen. When academic mind games turn into dangerous chemistry, who will break first? Tropes: Age Gap | Student x Professor | Banter & Teasing | Cold Female Lead x Flirty Male Lead
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Thakur's unwanted Dulhan
"In this city, my word is the law. And you, Reet... are my wife by choice, not by force." Reet's dreams were crushed in a single night. Forced by her selfish parents into a wedding she never wanted, she thought her life was over. But when the coward groom fled the mandap to save his own skin, leaving her family's dignity in tatters, the ultimate twist of fate unfolded. Stepping out from the shadows was Abhiman Thakur the undisputed king of Begusarai. A man so lethal, powerful, and cold that the entire city trembles at his name. People call him a beast, a ruthlessly dangerous tyrant with a dark aura. But to save the honor of the throne, Abhiman steps into the mandap and claims Reet as his bride, binding her to him with sacred sindoor and a lifetime of dark protection. Terrified and trembling, Reet steps into his bedroom expecting a living hell, haunted by deadly rumors of what happens to women who cross Abhiman Thakur. But behind those piercing, dangerous eyes lies a dominant protector who operates strictly by his own brutal honor code. She was meant to be a pawn in a family game... until she became the ultimate possession of Begusarai's most feared ruler.
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His Purchased Bride
Everything in this world has a price, whether it's an object or a human being. So, name your price... 10 crores? 100 crores? 500 crores?" CHAHAT KANNA thought her wedding day would be the start of a beautiful fairytale. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Abandoned at the altar by her groom, she stood humiliated before high society-until her own greedy stepmother sold her to the highest bidder like a piece of property. Enter VAIRAGY RAYCHAND (VR). He is the nation's most feared, ruthless, and cold-blooded billionaire tycoon. He doesn't do charity, and he certainly doesn't do love. Yet, right at the wedding altar, he buys Chahat for a staggering 500 crores, claiming her as his ultimate possession. Now, locked inside the golden cage of the VR Mansion, Chahat is entirely at the mercy of a beautiful monster. Vairagy demands her smiles, her obedience, and her absolute submission. To him, she is a precious doll; to her, he is a terrifying madman. But behind this forced contract lies a dark web of secrets. Why did Vairagy buy Chahat? Is it a twisted game of revenge against her family, or is there a deep, dark obsession from the past that Chahat knows nothing about? Step into a world of dark romance, unhinged obsession, and a love that blurs the line between protection and possession
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₹241The Zamindar's Bride
"Outside these walls, my word is law. Inside this room... you are nothing to me." In the dusty, power-hungry heart of Rohtak, Haryana, one name commands absolute silence: Astra Sangwan. A ruthless Zameendar (landowner) with olive skin, eyes as cold as winter, and a heart made of stone. He didn't want a wife; he wanted a shadow. Enter Riva. Labelled 'manhoos' (cursed) by a society that blamed her for her first husband's death, Riva is traded into the Sangwan haveli like a piece of property. But Astra is about to learn that Riva isn't the fragile doll her family promised. She doesn't bow. She doesn't whisper 'Ji Huzoor.' She looks him in the eye and challenges the very authority he spent a lifetime building. One is a storm of Haryanvi pride and cold arrogance. The other is a fire of silent secrets and a past that could burn the haveli to the ground. When a forced marriage becomes a battleground of egos, who will surrender first? Will Astra be able to keep his distance when the woman he claims to hate is the only one who dares to stand up to him? Or will Riva's hidden 'curse' destroy them both before love even has a chance? What's Inside: Enemies to Lovers: From cold shoulders to heated arguments. Forced Marriage Tropes: The "One Bed" struggle and the "Saree Draping" tension. The Alpha Hero: A traditional, possessive Zameendar with a Haryanvi heart. The Fierce Heroine: She's been through hell and she's not afraid of a little more. Desi Flavor: Authentic Haryanvi culture mixed with high-stakes family drama.
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₹255Intense Affairs (completed)
It is said that love doesn't happen from a brothel, but what happens when the offspring of that brothel becomes someone's love? The intensity, which is a product of a brothel, was once a normal life, but everything changes when Aransh Maurya enters. Aransh's intensity, madness, and love become everything. Will the name of the brothel withstand the power of love? Will Aransh's obsession be able to give his love a destination? --------------- Aaransh placed his finger on her lips and said, "We'll talk about this later. First, do what I said. Remove your clothes." Shiddat spoke softly, "Okay, but will you move off me first?" Aaransh shook his head and said, "No. In fact, you don't need to do anything." Saying this, he grabbed her shirt in one swift motion and tore it apart. Shiddat's eyes widened in shock. She quickly said, "What did you just do? You tore my clothes? We just bought this yesterday and now you've already ripped it?" Aaransh looked at her and said, "If it's torn, we'll get more. Okay? Just keep quiet and let me do what I'm doing. If any sound escapes your lips, it should only be my name and nothing else." With that, he placed his lips on Shiddat's neck.
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