𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒍 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 | 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒙 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒓 18+ 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫. Misfortune has followed Vivienne since the moment she was born. Living quietly with her grandmother, she has long accepted that her future holds nothing bright. That belief is proven true the night she meets a strange man in the cemetery and offers him a beer, unaware of the fatal mistake she has made. The Grim Reaper turns his attention to Vivienne, his fascination twisting into something dangerous and inescapable. Caught in a web of secrets, lies, and forbidden feelings, Vivienne must make a choice that will change her life forever. But with the devil breathing down her neck, knowing what's right and what's wrong is no longer so clear. ♰ "𝐖-𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐊𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄. 𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒, 𝐎𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒.

Eshaani × Viraj A person who makes people bow to him. Aggression is his passion and anger is in his blood. Ruthless and destructive force named VIRAJ THAKUR; enough to make people shiver and soul leave their body...but there is someone Joined hand, knees against the ground. A girl who is begging for her life. "Tumne mujse mera sab chin liya, abh mere pass bass mera naam bacha hai. Use mat chino pleasee! Main tumse haath jodkar keh rhi hun" (You have snatched everything away from me, all I have left is my name. Please don't snatch it from me, I beg you.) And within a second she was pressed against his chest with an imposing force, looking at her feet she realised SHE MESSED UP. With his index finger he raised her chin high enough to make her fearful eyes meet his raging eyes that had a hint of guilt but he brushed it away... "Princess, don't ever beg infront of anyone. Until and unless you are laying under me-with heavy breaths, sweaty body, and every inch of your fragile body being worshipped by me as you are crying and begging for more but I won't stop until I consume your whole self" he said with low and erotic voice which was hard to resist. She was shocked, feeling disgust in his arms, she struggle to free herself from his grip but it was just getting stronger. He was tightening his grip against her with every passing second. He was so close to her, her breath was getting mixed with his whiskey breath and his eyes travelling from her eyes to lips and to neck and stopped at the mole on her neck which was turning him on. Unknowingly his free hand travelled to her face caressing her cheekbone and slowly travelled to her neck making her feel electricity in her whole body... and soon stopped at her mole "Can I ?" Eshaani had every happiness one could hope for but she was still unhappy. But her plain life turned upside down when she caught the eye of Viraj. Will they make their way to the end or his obsession ends her in a dead trap?

ARHAM X SARAH Life takes an unexpected turn for Sarah when Arham, the ruthless village head, blackmails her into marriage to settle an old score. Bound by revenge, their relationship becomes a battlefield of ego, hate, and self-respect. Will they ever discover love beneath the bitterness, or remain trapped in a marriage driven by hate?

This was never just an experiment. This was obsession. Yara Veil is broke, desperate, and numb-until she signs a contract that will change her forever. She becomes Subject YV in a neurological experiment designed to control the pleasure center of the brain. The lab is cold. The machines are precise. And Dr. Adrian Roth? Brilliant, ruthless, untouchable. But the deeper the experiment goes, the more the lines blur-between pleasure and pain, science and desire, control and surrender. What begins as data collection becomes something far more dangerous. Because now... neither of them wants to stop. ⚠️ Dark romance. Psychological thriller. Intense power play, emotional dependency, and forbidden desire. Reader discretion is advised.

Adelaide Monroe thought heartbreak would be the end of her story. It turns out, it's only the beginning. When her longtime boyfriend ends things just before graduation, Adelaide retreats to her grandmother's house-an old place filled with creaking floors, family secrets, and a silver locket . But when grief cracks her open, the locket listens. One night, she falls asleep clutching it... and wakes in the 1700s. There, she meets Nathaniel Hale-charming, gentle, and far too kind for a dream. Yet the more real he feels, the less certain Adelaide is that she's dreaming at all. Each time the locket opens, it pulls her somewhere new-and each era brings another boy, another chance, another kind of love. But every return home leaves her a little more haunted by what she's left behind-and the growing realization that the locket isn't just showing her history... it's choosing her path. Caught between past and present, love and loss, Adelaide must decide how much of her heart she's willing to leave across time-and which moment, and which man, she belongs to.

When power kneels, it doesn't whisper-it roars in silence. He was the man who never bowed. The one empires obeyed and enemies feared. But behind closed doors, beneath layers of steel and silence, lived a hunger no throne could feed. This is not the story of a king who rose-it's the story of a man who fell... for her

She was born beneath a crown of gold... and now, she kneels before a man who wears the blood of her family, of her people. When Princess Layla Zahara's kingdom burns, she's dragged from the ashes and thrown at the feet of Malik Aza-el, the desert's ruthless conqueror, the monster whispered about in prayers and nightmares alike. He's everything she was raised to despise: merciless, untouchable, a god forged in the heat of war. But Malik doesn't want her kingdom. He wants her. A captive. A prize. A weapon to break, or a queen to burn beside him. A spoil of war. His war. And as the nights stretch long, where power tastes like sin and mercy is a myth, Layla must decide what's more dangerous: the hatred she swore to carry... or the hunger that now consumes her whenever his grey eyes find her in the dark. Because in Malik's world, even love bleeds. And the only way to survive him... is to become his equal. Or his concubine.

Five months ago, seventeen-year-old Elias Cross died in a tragic accident. He left behind a grieving town-and Lena Moreau, the girl he loved with a devotion that bordered on obsession. Lena has spent months trying to move forward. The pain hasn't faded, but she's learning how to breathe again. Then one night, Elias returns. But he's not the same. Dragged back from the grave by the strength of a bond that refused to break, Elias is no longer entirely human. His body is broken. His mind fraying. And all he wants is her. Terrified, Lena is torn between the memory of the boy she once loved and the nightmare he's become. As Elias lurks in the shadows of her life-watching, waiting, desperate-she must confront the truth: love doesn't always die. Sometimes it comes back. And it's hungry.

In a world where love is often celebrated as a mutual bond of trust and understanding, there exists a darker side-an obsession so consuming that it disregards the very essence of love itself. Devraj, a man driven by an uncontrollable desire, has fixated on one woman: Indu. To him, she is the embodiment of everything he has ever wanted, and he is willing to go to any lengths to make her his, regardless of the cost to her happiness. Indu, once a spirited and independent young woman, finds herself trapped in a nightmare she never imagined. What began as a seemingly innocent courtship quickly devolved into a suffocating obsession. Devraj's love is not the tender, selfless affection she once dreamed of but a possessive, relentless force that leaves her with no escape. He is determined to marry her, to bind her to him forever, without a second thought for her feelings or desires. In a story where love is twisted into something unrecognizable, Indu must navigate the treacherous path laid before her, seeking a way out of a life she never chose. But with each passing day, the walls close in, and the choice between survival and surrender becomes increasingly blurred.