I crouched down, searching for my walking stick as the crowd around me erupted in chaos. My heart raced, fearing if I would get hurt in a place I was never supposed to come. All of a sudden everything stopped, the air around me stilled as the aftertaste of the gun shot lingered behind. My heart dropped, a tear slipping from my eyes as I wondered who would get shot next. But that shot never came. Rather a hand forwarded me my walking stick as I grasped it like it was my lifeline. And ironically it was. "W-who are you?" I asked as I caught my breath, my eyes darting to find a presence near me. No reply came but what I felt sent shivers down my spine. The man in front of me was no ordinary person, his eyes heavy as I felt their pressure on me. Dominating and ever consuming as they demanded my attention. Then all of a sudden a gloved hands shot up near my face wiping my lone tear, my hands almost reaching to touch his expensive leather gloves. But before I could, everything stopped. His unknown presence left as the room around me found its light back. And I was left with a feeling of dread that I would get my answer very soon. ✰⋆｡:ﾟ･*☽ [18+] A stand alone sequel to Forced, By You.

Rohit Sippy-rich, spoiled, and a notorious playboy-lived a life of opulence and excess, where rules were mere suggestions and consequences were for others. But everything changed when he crossed paths with Sonakshi, a naive and breath taking beautiful orphan who had left her small town behind in pursuit of her dreams. What began as a twisted infatuation soon spiraled into a dangerous obsession. Rohit, consumed by his own illusions and insecurities, wove a web of charm and deceit to ensnare her. Sonakshi, blinded by his illusion and the allure of his charm she had never known, fell into his trap. She respected the man he pretended to be, only to realize too late the monster lurking beneath the surface. Rohit's love was never pure-it was laced with hate, lust, and a need to possess. As his obsession deepened, he became cruel, ruthless, and morally bankrupt, crossing every line to keep Sonakshi bound to him. His love was no longer love-it was an insatiable desire, a fire that consumed everything in its path. Five years later, Rohit has become his darkest self-a man stripped of humanity, driven by an intensity that borders on madness. Sonakshi, once a symbol of innocence, now bears the scars of his relntless pursuit. But as the lines between love and hate blur, both are forced to confront the devastating consequences of their twisted bond. This is a story of obsession, betrayal, and the destructive power of desire. It's a tale of two souls entangled in a love that is as beautiful as it is toxic, as passionate as it is destructive. **Warning:** This story is not for the faint of heart. Rohit Sippy is a morally grey, intense, and unapologetically flawed character. If you cannot handle dark, complex narratives or characters who defy conventional morality, this is not the story for you. Enter at your own risk-and if you're easily offended, kindly leave . This is a world where love and darkness collide, and not everyone will make it out unscathed.

My heart hammered against my chest as I saw who was standing infront of me. I thought I had enough time to flee, guess not. I looked behind his back intending to run through the door, away from his heated gaze. "Don't you dare." His voice still made me cower in submission, even after all these days. "I won't tell what happened between us to anyone, sir. Please, let me go." "Never. I don't fucking care even if the whole world knows about us." There was that stubborn, harsh edge in his tone that ended any protest before it could rise in my throat. I had to get out of here before he did something I would regret. "I told you to wait until I came back didn't I?" Yes, he did, but that was the only chance I had to run away from his shackles and I wasn't no fool to not take that chance. Even if I was regretting it now. "Nothing can happen-" "Strip." His command made my reasoning with him pause. "Wh-what?" I didn't mean to stutter, but I was also one second away from fainting on the velvety carpet. "You know it won't take me a second to tear that pretty dress off of your body, so don't make me come there." I knew he could tear it off without even getting one hair out of place. As it wouldn't be the first time he would be doing so. ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ [18+] Diamonds always stay hidden. It is us who have to find them.

[Completed] Eleanor Blake was just an ordinary college student with an extraordinary obsession: dark romance novels, especially the twisted R18+ mafia tale Kingdom of Ash and Sin. But after a freak accident, she finds herself thrust into the blood-soaked pages of her favourite book, waking up not as a spectator... but as Elaine De Silva, the villainess doomed to die in 2 weeks! Armed with nothing but her fangirl knowledge and stubborn determination, Eleanor is set on one goal: survive. Rewrite the story. Live. Easy, right? Wrong. Because her new fiancé, the dangerously magnetic mafia don Luca Moretti, isn't playing by the book. He's darker, deadlier, and far more obsessed with her than the original plot ever hinted at. "Elaine, you're mine. I'll kill anyone who tries to take you from me." Wait... what? You were supposed to kill me, not fall in love! When did the story change? Now, caught in a world of betrayal, bullets, and brooding men in suits, Eleanor must outsmart the plot she thought she knew. Because if she wants to survive this story... She'll have to rewrite the ending herself. __________________________________ Book #1 of the I Became... Series. Can be read as a standalone. __________________________________ #1 in villainess (18/07/25) #1 in brokenengagement (20/07/25) #1 in reincarnation (21/07/25) #1 in transmigration (01/08/25) #4 in rebirth (28/07/25) #6 in humor (30/07/25) #1 in yandere (01/08/25) #1 in possessive (03/08/25) #1 in secondchance (02/08/25) #1 in strongfemalelead (02/08/25) #1 in obsession (07/08/25) #2 in mafia (08/08/25) #1 in aristocracy (17/08/25)

[Ongoing] 18+ Novel - Mature Themes She gave them everything. They gave her nothing. In the end, she died for men who never even wanted her. In her first life, she was the villainess fiancée who lived and breathed for three beautiful heirs-their shadow, their shield, their fool. She destroyed anyone who dared get close to them, certain they would one day be hers. But the truth was cruel: they adored someone else while she was left to rot in jealousy and despair. Scorned and humiliated, she ended her life with only one wish-never to love them again. But fate laughs at vows. Reborn to the past, she swears to live only for herself. No more chasing. No more begging. No more crawling for scraps of affection. This time, she will rise above them and when the time comes, she's ready to walk away forever. Except now... It's different. __________________________________ Book #3 of the I Became... Series. Can be read as a standalone. __________________________________ #1 in secondlife (27/08/25) #1 in player(01/09/25) #1 in villainess(01/09/25) #1 in yandere (31/08/25) #1 in mxmxmxf (31/08/25) #2 in strongfmc (31/08/25) #1 in secondlife (29/08/25) #2 in obsession (31/08/25) #5 in reincarnation (31/08/25) #5 in reverseharem (31/08/25) #3 in ceo (01/09/25) #6 in billionaire (01/09/25) #2 in transmigration (01/09/25)

⚠️ 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*

𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗜𝗦 𝗠𝗬 𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗟 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬!! ✦━━━━━━༺༻━━━━━━✦ ➥ 𝑰𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉: "HAHAHA-what kind of sick joke is this!?" Reincarnating into a novel isn't funny. Especially not when Rubelia opens her eyes with very fuzzy memories of her past life. But fate isn't done playing with her. The world she's reborn into is a BL harem novel, filled with obsessive male leads circling their chosen "protagonist." Only this time the sweet, innocent girl from before is gone. She learns quickly that survival means defiance. No matter how perfect or dangerous these men are, she will trust their stupid lies no more! "You think you can control me?" she spat, her voice trembling with fury. "You motherf*cker will die by MY hands." And so the game begins again... ✦━━━━━━༺༻━━━━━━✦ 𝗪𝗲𝗲𝗸𝗹𝘆 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀!! ➥ mature themes and language ➥ status: ongoing ♔ ───────── ♔ 𝑯𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑬𝑺𝑻 𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺 (so far): ♔ ───────── ♔ #1 in duchy

𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗜𝗦 𝗠𝗬 𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗟 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬!! ✦━━━━━━༺༻━━━━━━✦ ➥ 𝑰𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉: I got reincarnated into a novel as the stupid villainess that every reader hated to the core. Basically, the most unloved character, even by the author. Santina Rubelia del León gets killed by her yandere fiancé who is also the male lead. Hahhh... It could be worse, right? WRONG! Why does it have to be a BL novel, for god's sake? The trashy male lead falls in love with the crown prince of another nation and causes the biggest war history has ever seen. "Santina, I want you to be my Empress." WAIT, WHAT? Why now? Does he want to use me to his advantage? Yeah, that's probably it! But then...? "I'll start a war." E-eh? What is this? "I'll kill him and destroy his entire kingdom. In fact, I'll erase it from the map, so... look at me... I beg you." Is he completely ignoring the crown prince? But why and for what reason, all of a sudden? Let me go, you crazy punk! I'M THE VILLAINESS! "...." He broke my other leg as well. When they say Angels have wings they mean they have legs. For humans legs are like wings. They take you places. This devil had broken my wings. ✦━━━━━━༺༻━━━━━━✦ 𝗪𝗲𝗲𝗸𝗹𝘆 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀!! ➥ mature themes and language ➥ status: finished! ♔ ───────── ♔ 𝑯𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑬𝑺𝑻 𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺 (so far): ♔ ───────── ♔ #1 in maleyandere #1 aristocracy #1 crazy #2 pastlife #3 noble #7 reincarnated #7 obsession #7 yandere #14 reincarnation

Vivien never thought her favorite mafia novel would become her prison-until she woke up inside it, trapped as the villainess fiancée who was supposed to die. She wasn't the heroine. She was the cruel woman who tormented Alina, the girl sold to Dante Moretti. A woman hated by everyone... and killed by the man she was promised to. But Vivien remembers every page. Every betrayal. Every heartbeat before her death. Determined to rewrite her fate, she avoids Dante and Alina, hoping to stay invisible. Only Dante doesn't look away. His icy gaze follows her like a predator's hunt. The cold, ruthless mafia king becomes dangerously obsessed-with Vivien She was never meant to be loved. Now she's his only desire. And in his world, obsession never lets go. At this point she wasn't running from the plot But his obsession.. ⚠️I claim this book is mine. If u didn't liked the storyline then please don't read. Don't be rude. Thank you⚠️

~𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠~ "I'm bad luck..." she whispered, tears were streaming down her cheeks as she dared to look at him. Her words were straight from her aching heart. But instead of pity, a soft chuckle escaped his lips. He leaned in slightly, his eyes were piercing into hers and a small, mocking smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Even if you're bad luck, you're mine. My very own, personal bad luck. And I have no intention of sharing you with anyone", He said. And something about him felt different. His low and firm voice sent shivers racing down her spine, leaving her trembling under the weight of his heated gaze. Her heart pounded uncontrollably, a strange sensation bloomed deep inside her. His eyes gleamed with a mischievous light, and in that moment, she realized it. She was caged once more. But this time, it was a different kind of cage; a new, unescapable prison of his making. Cage of obsession, A dark obsession. *** The thirst to conquer her. The flames of desire to hold her in his palm. The madness and Obsession that overruled his mind. His possessive plans To break her and then to mend her is something not normal at all. The passion makes him crazy to claim her as his possession. SUMEDH RATHEE, a common powerless man wants the second princess; TUHINA SHEKHAWAT of the SHEKHAWAT Clan, A ROYAL girl who is out of his reach. To what extent will he go to lock his BULBUL; his whimpering sparrow in the cage of his twisted obsession? Will TUHINA survive the dark twisted obsession of her HUKUM? Will this Casanova man and his twisted, dark thirst become the VILLAIN of TUHINA's life? Or Will TUHINA have to pay the price of her unconditional love for her HUKUM? A Dark Romance story of Her HUKUM and Hi