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xeronsane
A literary chamelon. If you love unhinged, unconventional and dark plots you are in the right place
Chains of Desire
They said grief changes people. But I remember when I looked at him, he didn't look broken. He looked awakened. Like a man who had finally found a reason to breathe again. Unfortunately, that reason was me. There's nothing loud about him. Forget raising his voice he barely speaks unless he has to. He just watches quietly, like a wolf waiting for its prey to stop running. When a man like him decides you're his, he doesn't need to say a word. He didn't have to touch me to make me feel trapped. He just had to look. And maybe that's what chains really are...not metal or rope, but the slow suffocation of being seen, claimed, and never asked if you wanted to be free. If the girl I was four years ago had seen who I am today, she would have laughed at herself, completely unaware that one day she would herself say that: Arhaan Mirza is my fate, my curse, my damnation and the chains of desire my soul refuses to break free from.
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Their Illicit Drug
โ ๏ธ//๐๐๐๐๐๐๐//โ ๏ธ This book contains mature themes and is intended for adult readers only. It features explicit sexual content, strong language, and situations involving multiple romantic partners (Reverse Harem). Reader discretion is advised as the story may include themes of possessiveness, jealousy, intense emotional conflict, and complex relationships. Please be aware that some scenes may explore sensitive topics such as power dynamics and emotional manipulation, which may not be suitable for all audiences. You are warned beforehand. Read this on your own risk. โ ๏ธ //๐๐๐๐๐๐ //โ ๏ธ ๐ถ๏ธAge-gap ๐ถ๏ธReverse-harem ๐ถ๏ธ Best-friends sharing her. ๐ถ๏ธMature themes ๐ถ๏ธEnemyโs wife ๐ถ๏ธ Erotica โ ๏ธ//๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐//โ ๏ธ Their Illicit Drug ยฉ 2024 by xeronsane. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any written, electronic, recording, or photocopying without written permission of the publisher or author. The exception would be in the case of brief quotations embodied in the critical articles or reviews and pages where permission is specifically granted by the publisher or author. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. The images used in this book belong to the respective owners. โ๏ธPlease take it as A FICTIONAL STORY, not some ENLIGHTENMENT FOR SUCCESS story. โ๏ธ โ ๏ธ ๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐: Five chapters every week.
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The Sinister's Obsession
โฎโห ๐๐๐ซ๐ค ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐๐ โฎ โห Have you ever wanted something so destructive that it feels like your insides are burning with hatred? Yet, ironically, you long to fall apart and be shattered by this destruction. But is it really destruction, or the beginning of something inevitable? Something specially designed to be a your ruin. He broke me, shattered my soul, and then just sat by, letting me ruin him. He was satisfied, and so was I. We healed, only to break again. We understood it, we are meant to be each other's, an obsession. I am his obsession and so is he mine. We are together until we will be buried dead inside the heaven of sins.
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Sinner's Sin
Story of Zeeshan's parentsโGrace and Rishad.
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THE CHARADE
โsince you mentioned I'm Agnihotri, you should know the powers I possess.โ My throat went dry as he spoke, and my heart filled with frustration towards him. He's too skilled with words, and on top of that,he claims to be the supreme power, and he is. I lowered my gaze again, unable to bear looking at him. With his finger under my chin, he lifted my eyes to meet his, his hazel eyes engulfing me with realizations of the wrongs I'm getting involved in. He murmured, โLet me enjoy gazing at you.โ I couldn't help but reply, โI'm not a sight for you to gaze upon.โ My voice was low, lacking my usual confidence but still enough to assert that he couldn't dominate me. โYou are not just a sight to behold but the most exquisite creation of the universe.โ โง Fixing an alliance seems simple, doesn't it? Two parties coming together, shaking hands, promising cooperation. But what if I told you it's not that straightforward? What if I told you it could all be the beginning of destruction, the inevitable ache? Welcome to a world where nothing is as it seems. Where trust is a luxury few can afford, and betrayal lurks in every shadow. To truly understand the game of ๐๐ก๐๐ซ๐๐๐๐ฌ being played, you need to delve into the depths of this book. A mere trailer, a prologue, a blurbโthose won't suffice. You must immerse yourself in the twists and turns of the tale. It will ruin your mental health. So, are you ready to step into the web of alliances, where every step could lead to triumph or tragedy? The choice is yours. Enter if you dare.
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๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐๐ข๐ง
She didnโt know where she was being sent. Her stepmother had told her it was just a jobโcleaning, serving, nothing more. But when she stepped in his penthouse, a shiver crawled down her spine. Something wasnโt right. The house was silent, dark and cold. The fragrance of something loomed something she couldnโt name. Fear? Temptation? Fate? And then, she sees him. Vidyut Roy. Tall, handsome, and devastatingly powerful. A man whose name carries sinsโone who is feared, despised (hated) and utterly ruthless. The world already hates him for what he did to his ex-wife, Avyah, for the way he destroyed her without remorse. He was never a hero, never a savior. He was a man who owned, who controlled, who consumed. Mira, on the other hand, is a walking, talking storm of emotions. The kind of girl who dramatically stares out of windows when it rains, narrating her own tragic backstory like sheโs in a movie. She picks fights with her own conscience, trips over flat surfaces and laughs at her own joke and never shuts up. She is a mess of contradictions wrapped in one stubborn, cute, innocent, dramatic package. But. She doesn't know, this is a cage. And he is already holding the key.
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๐๐๐๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ | โ
"I am just your whore!" She yelled at him with tears streaming down her face. "You really think so?" His dark intimidating voice echoed in the room. "Yes! I know this. I am just your fuckdoll!" She yelled as more tears rolled down her cheeks. And within a second his hand gripped her throat and she was pushed on the wall. Her hand held onto his huge big hands and her eyes widened. His hands were hard but the way he held her neck spoke of anger, the beast she ignited. His hand didn't put any pressure. It just kept her stable there. "Fine then, I will tell you how I treat my whores." His voice was hell bent dead. He never used this tone for her, for the past one year she had been living with him but he didn't use this tone ever. His eyes held anger. She ignited the beast inside him. The one that could ruin anyone with a glare. He left her with a jerk and held onto the collar of his shirt that she was wearing, jerking her towards him... Her forced her that night....... ______________ A night that changed both of their lives. He met his home and she met her saviour. Hold onto your belts to savour the love of a loveless man. *HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT*
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๐๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ข๐๐ซ ๐๐ก๐๐ง ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ | โ
|STANDLONE: not related to any of my other books| The priest instructed him to apply the vermillion. He took a bit in his hand and paused just a few centimeters away from her forehead. He asked her in a slow voice, โTara, bhar du na?โ (Tara, shall I apply it?) โNahi bharna chahte hain aap?โ Tara asked, her eyebrows furrowed. (Don't you want to?) โI don't do divorce. Reh logi bina pyar ke?โ he asked softly. (I don't do divorce. Will you stay without love?) โPyar ke bina toh reh lungi. Lekin Rudra aap, Yuvraj aur Yashvi toh mere sath rahoge na?โ Tara asked, smiling. (I can stay without love. But Rudra, will you, Yuvraj, and Yashvi stay with me?)
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