"When I first saw you, I thought I'd have to kill you." "Uh, excuse me?" "But now I'll kill anyone that even thinks of laying a finger on you," he said, a dry laugh escaping his lips. "How times change, huh?" ~~~ Atlas, a young chef, was simply trying to survive in the big city. When a mysterious intruder, Emil, breaks into his apartment, Atlas is thrust into a life completely different from his. As Emil takes a liking to Atlas, will the chef run away? Or will the crime boss give him a reason to stay? ~~~ [mxm]

In the glittering streets of Italy, Ivan Rossi was a fragile bloom-5'6 of pure innocence, with skin like fresh snow, silver-white hair, and eyes bluer than the Mediterranean. Kind, gentle, and untouched, he believed in love and flowers. Until Rudra Singh set his dark eyes on him.Rudra Singh-35 years old, a 6'4 Indian billionaire carved from power, money, and ruthlessness. Broad-shouldered, sharp-jawed, and terrifyingly possessive, he rules empires with an iron fist and a short temper that leaves blood on the floor. When he sees the ethereal Italian boy, his obsession ignites like wildfire. What starts as silent stalking quickly turns into something far more dangerous. One night, Ivan is taken. Dragged into a world of forced marriage, golden chains, and a luxurious prison in India, Ivan becomes Rudra's legal husband-his property. The powerful Indian tycoon will stop at nothing to break and own the innocent boy who haunts his every thought. But Ivan is not just beautiful. He awakens something primal and twisted in Rudra. Jealousy that ends in violence. Desire that blurs the line between pleasure and pain. Non-consensual nights filled with restraints, chains, and dark passion slowly begin to mix with moments of twisted tenderness. In this dark, toxic romance, love and hate collide. Rudra's obsession knows no limits. Ivan's gentle soul fights between terror, trauma, and an unhealthy, addictive attraction to his captor. Blood will stain their sheets. Tears will fall. Hearts will break and reform into something monstrous.This is not a fairytale. This is obsession. This is possession. This is forever. Trigger Warnings: 18+ | Extremely Dark Romance | Non-Con/Dub-Con | Forced Marriage | Stalking | Psychological Manipulation | Physical Restraints & Chains | Male Pregnancy | Blood & Violence | Extreme Jealousy | Toxic & Unhealthy Relationship | Trauma | Angst | Graphic Mature Content | Possessive Behavior

🥀🩶 Dark Romance · BL · Manipulation · Psychological · Obsession · Trauma · Age-Gap · Revenge · Healing ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ "𝙃𝙚'𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙮 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙚𝙩." "𝙃𝙚'𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙖 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙣 𝙄 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙪𝙨𝙚." ...𝙊𝙣𝙡𝙮? 𝙒𝙚𝙡𝙡, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙙. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙩𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙞𝙧𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡 𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙤𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣... 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙮 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙧. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ ⚠ Mature for mention of Morally Grey Lead, 18+ Sexual Content, Age-Gap Romance, Black Flag, etc... (check out Author's Note) ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ 🥇#1 - koreanbl (22-04-26) 🥈#2 - boyxman (15-04-26) 🥈#2 - yaoismut (19-05-26) 🥉#3 - boyxman (25-05-26) #7 - dominance #5 - mafiabl #4 - mafialove #9 - blind #4 - pianist #1 - fragility #1 - hemophobia

They didn't use chains. They used money, silence, and the law Ishan is sold by his own blood. Mayank is taken without warning. They meet in a place where people are reduced to silence and obedience, where survival depends on how invisible you can become. What begins as captivity turns into something worse when power disguises itself as protection Two influential brothers decide their futures. Shubman hides cruelty behind respectability and calls control "care." Abhishek turns obsession into entitlement and binds possession with legality. To the world, they are untouchable. To their victims, they are cages with names . . . . warning ⚠️ This story contains dark and sensitive themes, including human trafficking, forced relationships, abuse of power, psychological and emotional abuse, confinement, and trauma. This is not a cute love story read on your own

Married to a monster... or a man who calls his obsession his right? Taehyung is trapped. Jungkook is dangerous. And this marriage... is anything but not normal. "You belong to me."

Kim Taehyung is the untouchable king of the underworld-a man who owns power, fear, and death itself. When desire strikes him, he does not chase. He takes. Jeon Jungkook is nothing more than a poor boy trying to survive, working himself to exhaustion to keep his ill mother alive. One night, his fragile world is torn apart when he is kidnapped and dragged into Taehyung's ruthless reality. Taehyung offers him a deal wrapped in silk and blood: his mother's life-in exchange for Jungkook's freedom. Bound by a contract he never wanted, Jungkook agrees to a marriage built on obsession, not love. While Taehyung's possessive desire deepens into something dangerously tender, Jungkook's heart fractures under fear, guilt, and unreturned love. As secrets unravel, betrayal surfaces, and an unforgiving illness slowly claims Jungkook's body, the line between ownership and devotion blurs. Taehyung, who has ruled death all his life, is forced to confront the one thing he cannot control- losing the person he thought he owned. In a world where love was bought, not given, some contracts are paid in blood, and some love stories are never meant to survive. #3 in bts fanfic (3/28/26) Warning : This story contains dark and psychological themes. Reader discretion is advised. Doesn't contain rape, cheating, explicit graphic content etc.

Lin Yu thought Ethan Vale was the kind of person people should stay away from. Cold, wealthy, emotionally unreadable, and impossible to approach-Ethan moved through university like someone above everyone else. Meanwhile, Lin Yu was sharp-tongued, stubborn, and completely unwilling to bow his head for anyone. They were never supposed to get along. What started as mutual irritation slowly turned into something far more dangerous: obsession, emotional dependency, jealousy, and a connection neither of them knew how to control. Because Ethan doesn't know how to love normally. And Lin Yu doesn't know how to stop coming back. Set in a modern elite university abroad, this story follows two emotionally complicated young men whose relationship slowly shifts from enemies, to fixation, to something painfully intimate. A slow-burn toxic BL filled with tension, quiet vulnerability, possessiveness, emotional pull, late-night conversations, and the dangerous feeling of becoming someone's home.

"Mom... Dad..??" I ask aloud, waiting to hear those calming voices of my parents, my anchors, but all I hear is haunted, hollow silence. No No No, please god, please keep them safe, safe from any danger, safe from HIM. A shriek leaves my mouth as I feel arms wrap around me. I don't even need to look back to know who it is; No one dares to touch me because if they did, they'd have to face him. "Shhh, what happened, baby?" A sob leaves me, as his voice enters my ears, "Please, Reyansh, I am sorry, *hic**hic* please don't hurt my parents, don't punish them for what I did. I promise I will never run away from you again.*hic* " Tears stream down my face, but I don't care to wipe them anymore. I knew it was a mistake to even think about running away from him, but I still did, just for that false hope of freedom. "It's okay, darling, there's no need to cry, hmmm. You knew that running away was a mistake, but you love to get on my nerves. And now I have found you, so it's all okay. You can run as many times as you want, but in the end, I will always have you." His guards fill the room. "But you know, trying to escape makes you a bad boy, right?" He speaks in a haunting whisper, "and bad boys get punished." ******************************************************* Aarav Sharma, a 20-year-old sweet boy, is in his 3rd year of college. When he is selected for an internship at his best friend's brother's company, he believes that soon he will fulfil all his dreams, make his parents proud and give them the luxury they could never afford. But his life takes a sharp turn when his boss claims him as his. Reyansh Singh Rathore, a 27-year-old billionaire, has a secret that no one except his dad knows: Aarav, his sister's best friend, is also his obsession. What started as a crush at 15 turns darker when he sees other people looking at what is his.

Amid the clash of loud voices and restless laughter, a silent boy sat apart, eyes lowered to the letter resting in his hands. He read it carefully, as though afraid the words might vanish if he rushed. A faint smile curved his lips-small, delicate, almost misplaced-carrying a meaning no one else could see. Later, in the darkness of a closed room, someone lay curled into themselves, knees pulled tight, arms locked around a trembling body. No sound escaped their mouth, yet their shoulders shook as if holding back something too large to survive. Tears soaked into fabric, hidden, unacknowledged. Outside the door, voices continued-loud, careless, unbroken-seeping through the walls like a reminder. Whoever was inside did not answer them.

A young woman is desperate to escape the man she's been yoked to. She's running. Ever since she was born she's been told to follow the rules, to obey the authorities, to do her duty with a sense of honour and gratitude. Ever since she was about eleven she's been told how lucky she is that HE was paying attention to her. Ever since she was twelve she's been telling herself to be strong and that she needs to just toughen up because this is how the world works. At twenty-four she is ready to die.