Mandira had slept after playing with Manu for half an hour. I fed her properly before she fell asleep.
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BOOK 2 OF 'The WAR of Dynasties'' SERIES ✨ Khyati - an ordinary daughter of a priest had some extraordinary dreams. Her desires surpassed her conscience and she took certain decisions that ruined her completely. Witness the devastating and mind-boggling journey of Khyati - the Devil's Mistress
Arjun Srivastava x Preeti Aggarwal "I cannot be yours now. My marriage is fixed. Leave me Arjun." I implored under his cage. "You were, are and will always be mine, my chipmunk." He teased me with the name that he had given me during our school time. "I ain't your chipmunk!" I grumbled, scuffling under his hold. His warm breath was fanning my face, neck and cleavage. "Say that you don't love and I swear I won't show my face to you again." He sounded hurt and broken. I love you! I love you to the moon and back, my Arjun, but I can't marry you now. "I don't love you anymore!" I exclaimed, closing my eyes and hiding my tears. He left my wrists immediately and walked away. "ARJUN!" I called him out, but he didn't turn back. My heart cried for him, but my parents had already paid enough dowry to my in-laws, so I couldn't break this alliance. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• Preeti Aggarwal was a young chubby college student, who was in love with Arjun Srivastava - the SP of Prayagraj, but they weren't together anymore. Circumstances turned upside down and her marriage was fixed with a stranger. How will they unite again? How will they convince their families? How will they fall in love for the second time?
JAIRAJ SINGH THAKUR x INAYAT ALI KHAN Book 3 of 'Thakurs series' 🔥 Amidst the communal chaos going on in our state, my alliance was fixed with a man who was no less than a monster for me. Our fathers fixed this marriage to preach peace, but no one asked me about my dreams, my choices and most importantly, my consent. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• Read the journey of two opposite poles falling for each other. Jairaj Singh Thakur - a ruthless, heartless and shameless Mafia prince Inayat Ali Khan - an intelligent, beautiful and secretive Mafia princess. Will they be able to break the boundaries of religion to become one?
She was born in a royal family and was promised to the wealthiest king, but little did she know that her would-be husband was a sadist. One by one he tortured and killed all of her family members right in front of her eyes. Read the exceptional journey of Princess Chandralekha. Would she be able to avenge the death of her family? Or would she get sacrificed in this process?
BALRAJ SINGH THAKUR x MANDAKINI MATHUR BOOK 1 OF 'THAKUR SERIES' 🔥 (The genre is Erotica, so read only if you are eligible and interested) (Trigger Warning ⚠️ : The book contains mentions of religious tension and communal riots, with strong language and triggering reality of the society, soft hearted and immature audience are requested to stay away.) A Mafia, who is also an MLA, hailing from Prayagraj, falls instantly for a college student, just by looking into her bluish grey orbs, who remind him of someone, who had ruined his life two years ago. How will this girl handle the wrath of the 'Lion' of the Thakur family, or would she mould him as per her wishes?
Niharika Mathur x Rishabh Bharadwaj "Papaaaa! Papa!" She yelled, waking up from the deep slumber, that was the only escape for her. I ran to engulf her within my arms. I knew she was scared of masculine touch, but Kashinath uncle wasn't here, and leaving her like this could worsen her condition. Without saying anything, I embraced her tightly. Her petite butyraceous body was melting in my arms. "You're fine, Niharika." I cooed her, caressing her head gently. "They'll rape me again. I don't like their touch. Please save me." She implored, but ironically she wasn't pushing me away, unlike the previous times when she got scared of everyone - even Balraj couldn't handle her. "Niharika! Ain't I scaring you?" I asked, gazing into those bluish grey orbs. "No!" She whispered, peeping into my soul through my eyes.
A collection of short stories that will force you to ponder upon the uninterrupted atrocities against femininity and how it has always been curbed by society to prove the masculine dominance. Dedicated to all the victims who lost their existence and lives fighting for themselves and femininity collectively. Dr. Moumita Debnath 💔
Armaan x Rukhsaar
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