Psycho Lover By Malisha Rana Novels & Stories

Mili Hai Ik Ranjha Aur Heer Jaisi One is like Ranjha and the other one is like Heer Na Jaane Ye Zamaana Kyun Chaahe Re Mitaana I don’t know why the world wants to erase this Kalank Nahi Ishq Hai Kaajal Piya… (x2) Love is not like a stain, it is like kohl Main Tera, Main Tera, Main Tera, Main Tera… I am Yours, I am Yours, I am Yours Main Gehra Tamas Tu Sunhera Savera I am a deep dark trench, You are a glowing morning Main Tera O… Main Tera… I am Yours, I am Yours, I am Yours Musaafir Main Bhatka Tu Mera Basera I am a lost traveller, You are my refuge Main Tera O… Main Tera I am Yours, I am Yours Tu Jugnu Chamakta, Main Jungle Ghanera You are a shining firefly, I am a deep jungle

Harshika feels like raghavan is making her every nerve to go wild in pleasure. Again just like before, her mind warns her that what she was doing is wrong. However, before harshika could regain her senses due to her mind warning, raghavan dragged her again to pleasurable world due to his constant kissing and licking torture on her earlobe. Once her breath returned to normal, he captivated her lips again with his. At the instant his lip touched her, warmness spread around his heart. He wants to keep her close to him like this always. Everything happening in his life currently were like a dream for him because he never hoped that harshika would allow him to touch and kiss her with her consent.

He warned and left me. He raped me! I never thought that he could do this to me. My head, body and heart screamed. My entire body was trembling and shaking, slowly darkness consumed me. ***************************************** Precap - "Daksh loves you so much, so don't try to cheat on him otherwise you won't like the consequences" He said dangerously and bit my earlobe. How is it? Poor Divya, how can Daksh do this to her? Is Akash-Dharani upbringing failed?

" To love is risky, not to love is foolish" ~ Liam pov ~ I'm such a mess. My whole life has been. That's the life of a Prince wanted on the throne. Sometimes I wish I had an older brother. It's not that I care much or I've always obeyed the orders and followed the rules, but leaving like a fugitive in this world doesn't suck at all. I hadn't thought I would find my mate here. Damn.., I never thought someone would ever be able to love me.

And between her thighs, the expert caresses of that afternoon's second lover. She was not a bad person, not at all. She was just a woman in love with her lover, who used all kinds of blackmail and trickery to keep him by her side. For an instant, he thought Arthur would refuse since he wasn't one of those who liked threesomes in that way. But she did it to punish him and show him that she was in charge of their relationship.

A loud creak from the bed woke her from that carnal trance. “Oliver, don’t!” She whined, eyes widening as she watched the man shift before her. Ears becoming pointy, fur appearing in certain parts, her lover had now turned into something resembling of a beast. She tried calling out to him again, but it seems it was already too late. The man’s sudden thrusting inside of her brought a mix of piercing pain and pulsing delight that sent her mind into a state of euphoria. It was that sensation that pushed Selene back into the reality, huffing and puffing for air the minute she returned to her senses.

Always would. The urge to turn around and retreat back into the bathroom was overwhelming, but that would only prove his point. I wasn’t that girl anymore. I couldn’t be. “I should get back to work,” I said quickly. But as I walked away, I felt his gaze lingering on me, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that no matter how much I wanted to pretend. His gaze shifted for just a fraction of a second, landing briefly on the wall to his right. The “Perfect Lover” art installation caught my eye, its ticking needles clicking forward in unison as though marking time—and fate.

We were completely alone. “Relax, Moissanite,” he whispered, leaning just slightly closer, voice low and rough, only for my ears. “You look like you’re in so much pain, but I know you love it. Love feeling marked. Love knowing I’m the only one who can make you feel this broken and this perfect all at once. Look at you… can’t even sit properly. Every time you move, I know exactly what you’re remembering. How I stretched you open. How I filled you until you couldn’t take anymore. How you felt me deep inside you, every inch of me.”

[Alessia's POV] I was trapped between the wall and Vito's body, forced to listen to this belated, overwhelming confession of his. My face didn't show a flicker of emotion, only a deeper, sharper sneer. When he finally finished, he breathed hard and looked at me with a kind of desperate hope. I slowly lifted my eyes, stabbing him with my ice-cold gaze. "Vito, your apology and this so-called love of yours… All they do is make me feel utterly disgusted. Don't ever show your face in front of me again."

"Getting slapped would hurt less than accepting that check. I was tempted to tear it up several times because I knew that if I accepted the money, I would be admitting that I was the mistress." Everyone was stunned by my words. Dad's lips trembled as he murmured, "Luna…" I inhaled deeply before continuing, "But in the end, I still accepted the check. I couldn't deny that I had no status, and I hadn't openly loved you. So, I might as well admit that I was the mistress, take the money, and remove myself from the picture. That way, everyone could have some peace of mind." "No!" Tristan shouted as he dashed over to me and grabbed my hands. "Don't say that! You're the only person I love! I was on