Dark Romance| Strictly 18+ Warning: Mature audience only. "𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫." Abhimanyu Singh Rajput was shackled in the memories of past, a honey-brown eyed beauty bringing him to a point of oblivion. She became his need, a drug that filled through his senses and left him craving for more but she was gone, leaving him alone in the darkness of night. Without her, his life became an abyss, dark and empty, sucking his sanity and ruining him. His love for her was pushing him into depth of destruction and he won't stop until he has her by his side, even if it means going unhealthy lengths to have her. Sinister plans were made, blood was spilled, hearts got tainted, obsession reached it's peak and a lethal tragedy was created. ___ Triggering warning :- Contains Trauma, violence and suicide.

⚠️ Mature content only for readers above eighteen ⚠️ Jheel Kumari has been running away all her life. It has always been something to run from ; family problems, daddy issues, bullies, overweight criticisms, dark skin shaming, and.....him. He has been the biggest problem of her life. Him, who ruined everything in her life and.....her. So, like always, she ran but, from him the hardest and furthest. He is her nightmare. Advait Thakre. The son of the chief minister. He has never faced troubles, all thanks to the privileged life he got; amazing parents, wealth, supportive friends, liberty, fame, and what not. He has a bad habit of getting everything in his life.....except her. She is his stubbornness, passion, and madness. Her, whom he wants to accomplish like a challenge. She is his first and only problem. It's a game for both of them. For Jheel, it's hide and seek before she gets caught. For Advait, it's chess, and he is a mastermind of tricks and manipulation, making sure anyhow he wins. Let the game begin. *Not a sweet and simple romance. Contains mature themes*

Vedha was holding her baby in her arms, her back resting against the inclined hospital bed adjusted for her comfort. The baby was nursing at her breast, tiny gulps filling the quiet room. Slowly, she leaned forward and kissed the baby's forehead. She touched her daughter's tiny hands and feet, still in disbelief that this life had been growing inside her just hours ago-and now, here she was, her newborn nestled in her arms, suckling gently, a moment of pure, painful beauty cradled in her arms. "You are filth... an unwanted filth in my life," Vedha whispered. With that, she jolted awake. She was alone in her hospital bed, the dream fading into the sterile scent of the hospital room. Her mother, Radha, who had been sitting in the chair beside her, panicked at the sudden movement. "Vedha, what happened?" she asked anxiously. Vedha, still dazed, shook her head slowly. She glanced down at her breast-it was leaking milk. Her breasts felt swollen and painful. Her body had begun to produce milk. Even though she had rejected motherhood, her body hadn't. "Amma, look at this. Do something," Vedha said, her voice edged with discomfort. The urgency in her daughter's voice snapped Radha out of her thoughts. She nodded and said, "Wait, I'll ask the doctor," before hurrying out of the room. Inside the doctor's cabin, Radha explained the situation. The doctor listened patiently and then said, "Since you're already a mother of two, I don't need to explain to you the importance of breastfeeding. Try to convince her husband to bring the baby, even if just for a few days. It will ease her pain and be good for the child. If feeding isn't an option, we'll have to start medication to stop the milk production. The choice is yours now." Radha nodded thoughtfully and left the room. She had made up her mind to speak to Arjun-one last time.

She came out of the washroom, her stomach emptied from relentless vomiting. In her trembling hand, she held a pregnancy kit-two unmistakable pink lines stared back at her, declaring the beginning of a life growing inside her. She froze, eyes locked on the test. "No... no... this can't be happening," she whispered, her voice cracking before she collapsed to her knees, tears streaming down her face. Just then, the door creaked open. He walked in. The moment she saw him, she sprang to her feet, stormed towards him, and grabbed his collar. Her eyes blazed with fury and betrayal. "You cheated me! You trapped me in this marriage!" she shouted, her voice trembling with rage. "You manipulated me, married me, and now this?" she yelled, thrusting the test in front of his face. He stared at it in confusion, but as his eyes registered the two pink lines, understanding dawned. Slowly, a smile spread across his face. She's pregnant... She's carrying my baby... I'm going to be a father. His heart raced with happiness. His plan had worked. She threw the kit to the floor and began pounding her fists against his chest, sobbing, "Why? Why did you do this to me? What did I ever do to deserve this? You've ruined my life! I hate you... I hate you! And I will never forgive you!" A twisted, guilty joy stirred in his chest. As much as it hurt to see her like this, a selfish part of him felt victorious. He couldn't bear the thought of losing her-so he did what he had to do. If love wasn't enough to keep her, then maybe responsibility would be. At least now, she was tied to him... if not by choice, then by duty. He knew her parents would never let her walk away, not with a baby on the way. And maybe-the child could bring them closer. Maybe it could fix what he broke. He smirked, a dark thought creeping in. Now, she couldn't leave. She was TRAPPED WITH HIM. FOREVER.

A man of age 26 a mafia leader of world fallen in love with unexpected common girl and got obsessed with her.He proposed her but she don't like him. He is an bad tempered man but she is an ordinary girl whom dreams of having a common husband who brings gifts at the end of the day. How is he going to pursuade her. In which way he will make her his being a mafia. It contains mature content. If u don't like u may gladly exist or u may quit but don't create trouble.And this is my first time writing .Hope I will entertain u and give a good message at the end of the story

May Khan's life was always pretty normal, but with final exams, prom and graduation looming around the corner, she didn't care much for anything except for getting out of high school. On her eighteenth birthday, however, her entire life changes. After finding a mysterious man claiming to be the Pharaoh of Egypt, a strange vision and her aunt's teachings force her to help him. Pharaoh Akhenatem had ruled Egypt with a stone heart and an iron fist. And when his cruelty gets out of hand, a red-eyed wizard curses him and sends him thousands of years into the future to a world where ignorance, arrogance and selfishness rules. But of all the places he could have landed, he ends up finding his way into the life of May. With the help of May's kind and selfless nature, an unexpected love finds the both of them as May comes to realize that evil is not as simple of a concept as it seems and that everyone has their own story. [Self-Published!!!]

Sequel to Reply Me Not "Gold handcuffs?? Seriously Kim Taehyung?" ~cover by @yoorinaam ~cover by @acupoftaewithakook81 (6/2/21) ~cover by @gguksaurxs (18/3/21) ~cover by @AnynomousJ. (11/4/21) ~cove by @939yearoldgoblin (16/5/21)

Y/N- Please let me go, I don't want to be here Jungkook - Never, ever in this life I will let you go away from me. Accept you destiny baby girl that you have to live with me till eternity. And you know the best part is that I am the one who is writing your destiny. This is a story of a biggest and richest business tycoon who is also a mafia. He is not any normal mafia boss or mafia king, but he is known as MAFIA'S LORD. He is the greatest and dangerous mafia in the history till now. But what will have when such a dangerous evil person fall in love with a naive and innocent girl Y/n. Who eventually become his lethal obsession, and he want to claim his possession over her and make her his. What will happen to Y/n? Will she accept him? or escape from him for forever? will he be able to make her his? Or this lethal obsession will become the reason for his downfall? To answer all those question, please read this fiction. [ WARNING!!!❌ ABUSE, violence, assault, smut, erotic scenes, harassment etc. Copyright @ Story belongs to the author - OT7 purple ocean. Plagiarism is not tolerated .

⤿ 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟭 ꩜ [𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥] ✅ ❝ My gaze flicked up to his, and that was all it took. Jungkook's mouth was on mine, fierce and demanding, leaving no space for second thoughts. The kiss was hard, urgent - nothing soft or hesitant about it. My back hit the door with a muted thud as he crowded me against it, his hands framing my face, his fingers threading into my hair. Every coherent thought shattered, scattering like glass. A hot, electric pulse surged through me, melting away every boundary I had clung to. I felt desire coil deep within, dark and consuming, snapping the last threads of my restraint. Even then, I tried to pull away, my breath catching. "No," he murmured, his voice low, raw with need as he brought my mouth back to his. His lips were relentless, drawing me back under, just like before. I surrendered, my hands slipping beneath his jacket, feeling the warmth of his body, pulling him closer, needing him closer. ⚠️ 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜, 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎, 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍! ⚠️ ꜱᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ɪᴛ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʀɪꜱᴋ. ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴡᴀʀɴᴇᴅ‼️ All rights reserved © fanTAEshi